Eat Local (2017) Movie Script
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(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(GEARS RATTLING)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(KNOCKS)
(CLOCK CHIMING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
BINGHAM: This is control,
what's your sit rep?
Come back.
Sorry sir, caught a tiger.
BINGHAM: He's
tracking you now?
I don't know sir, I
gotta get out of here.
BINGHAM: Stop where
you are and count to five.
Negative, sir.
BINGHAM: Do it now,
18, that's an order.
One,
two,
three,
four,
five.
BINGHAM: You still there, 18?
I think so, sir.
BINGHAM: Then he's
not tracking you.
How can you tell?
BINGHAM: You got
to five, didn't you?
(SCREECHING)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(TRAIN RUMBLING)
(TRAIN RUMBLING)
(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)
What you doing?
Shouldn't you be in bed by now?
No, our bedtime
ain't till 10:00.
10:00?
That's outrageous.
I was never allowed to stay up
till 10 when I was your age.
What a cock.
(TRAIN RUMBLES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
PETER: Nine million.
THE DUKE: No no
no, let me speak.
PETER: Nine million.
(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
THE DUKE: We meet only
once every 50 years, Peter,
and you've striven
to become a bore.
PETER: 10 million.
And I cherish each
and every one of them.
PETER: I'm just
stating the facts here.
As you see them.
As they are.
Nine million.
10 million, four
million, eight million.
Now take away the first
two numbers you thought of
and add seven.
Two and a half million.
Huh?
He doesn't even feed.
Is that why you
think it's okay
to keep poaching
on my territory?
For the fifth and
final time, Henry,
north of the border's
my territory.
And I'm not Erica Von
Tweed, Mr. Boniface.
Gentlemen, please.
One squabble at a time, and I
believe I have the rank here.
60 million and counting.
Yet I remember when
it was just six,
and we were eight then,
and we're eight now.
Thinking of breeding,
are you Peter?
No.
No, I'm quite happy with
the friends I've got,
thank you very much.
And so am I.
But I rather not be stuck
here with all of you tomorrow.
If you don't mind, please,
could we get to the point?
Courthouse.
BOY: And so it wasn't
even us it who pushed her
into the pond, yet we were the
ones who got told off for it,
and she was already
climbing out.
Plus she's our new rep.
That's good.
Give us a quid.
Ain't your parents
ever told you
about talking to strangers?
BOY: Ain't yours?
I never even knew 'em, mate.
I'm an orphan.
My dad's in Afghanistan.
Ah.
Here you go.
In the army then,
is he, your dad?
No.
The Taliban.
Wait, give me that
quid back, you little!
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
Oh, about time.
Here you are, you
have the rest of that.
No man did you run away
Not late, am I?
Just in time.
You smell lovely.
Mmm.
And you smell of booze.
Just a couple with the
lads while I was waiting.
So how far's this place, then?
Not far.
You're not the only one
BOY: Nice car.
Nice looking bird.
Oh yeah.
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
You have your rightful orders.
That's not enough.
I'll speak with the
European council again.
But you know what they will say.
Fuck the council.
I say we set our own quarters.
And cut our own throats.
They will hunt us
down and you know it.
These are difficult
times,
for all of us.
Our glory days are long gone.
Difficult times?
Yeah but only for us.
Because I know what
they're taking over there,
and it's a hell of a lot more
than what we're
taking over here.
We are an island race, Peter.
Therefore we must
tread more carefully.
And this has its
pros and its cons.
Yeah, and the pros are?
The population's skyrocketing.
So is their technology.
And all records,
computer files, DNA.
We're not talking Bo
Street runs anymore.
Come on.
All those migrants
coming in clinging
to the undersides of vehicles.
No one's going to
miss a few of them.
(SCOFFS)
Been reading the
Daily Mail again, Alice?
Those migrants may not be as
invisible as you might think.
They're harvesting our crops,
they're sweeping our streets.
They're emptying the bins.
And they're sending the
money home to their families
so that maybe just
maybe they can join us
here in the promised land.
Whether we like it or
not, they have become
part of the fabric of this
society, and they will be missed
if we think we can
start helping ourselves.
Not by my friends at
the bingo they won't be.
Just wait till your
friends are lying
in their hospital
beds at death's door
needing their backsides wiped.
I suspect it
won't come to that
for most of my dear old friends.
I don't like 'em over 60.
It's too gamey for my taste.
Hey.
What are we even
talking about here?
I'm not racist.
I'll kill anyone, no
matter where they're from.
Doesn't bother me.
(CHITTERING)
Come on.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
So that's what you've
been up to, is it?
Helping yourself.
Oh yeah.
Oh, you'd like
that, wouldn't you?
Get a sanction off the
council to get rid of me.
I'm not talking to you, Peter.
What?
What?
What?
You think we wouldn't
find out, Thomas?
That the council
wouldn't find out?
PETER: What's
he talking about?
I dunno.
He's been overfeeding.
No I haven't.
16 above his quota
this year already.
And the less said about
last year the better.
That's a lie.
And not only has
he been overfeeding,
he's been taking them young.
The little boy in the paper?
Boys, plural.
That wasn't me.
I didn't take them, honest.
I swear.
PETER: What have you done?
THOMAS: You're always saying
we should take what we want.
Yeah, not children,
not like this, not
without consent.
But...
you said.
And you.
No, Tom.
(INTENSE MUSIC)
Please.
I can stick to my quota.
I won't let you down again.
If only it were that simple.
(GUN FIRES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
THOMAS: Let me go!
PETER: This isn't right.
No, but it's official.
Do it quickly, finish this.
THOMAS: No, Henry!
(WOOD CRACKS)
Peter, don't do
this Henry, please!
You brought it on yourself.
(HISSING)
(CHITTERING)
PETER: When fires
die and shoals combust,
the blood recedes
to leave but dust.
Don't be scared
And that's that.
Open to everything now
Nothing's wrong
Would you stay being
ourselves for a while
I wasn't calling
You've been down
Selling yourself
for the soul
(ENGINE ROARING)
This ain't nothing
kinky, is it?
Describe kinky.
Well, I'm not looking
to cross the streams.
Do you know what I mean?
Not entirely, no.
Well, I'm just saying,
you know I like you.
And I like you too.
And I'm sure my
friend's gonna like you.
I just, I thought
when you asked that
it'd be just the
two of us, you know?
(LAUGHS)
Aren't you the cutest little
thing when you're being shy?
Slightly patronizing.
But okay.
We won't stay up too late.
We'll have a quick bite and
then off to bed, I promise.
I can live with that.
We'll see.
(LAUGHS)
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
Show me the world tonight
Maybe we'll lose ourselves
Everybody here?
Everybody was.
VANESSA: This is Sebastian.
Hey Sebastian, glad
you could make it.
SEBASTIAN: You took the
words right out my mouth, mate.
Go on inside.
Everyone's waiting for you.
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
He's got my bag.
Sebastian.
For fucks sake.
Come on.
Hi everyone.
Not too late, am I?
No.
Your timing couldn't be better.
Ah no.
Ah no, I don't believe this.
THE DUKE: You know the
rules, Peter, one out, one in.
So nice to be consulted.
Look, if there's a problem,
I can always piss
off to the pub.
Vanessa...
No, not at all.
This is Sebastian.
The one I told you about.
Fine name, Sebastian.
Thanks.
Always hated it, myself.
What do your friends
call you, then?
Sebastian.
Very telling.
I am the Duke.
You're a Duke?
He's The Duke.
Why not.
I'm game.
VANESSA: This is...
No one to you.
HENRY: So you're
the gypsy boy, then.
(SCOFFS)
I say Romani.
I'm Henry.
I hail from the East myself.
Oh, yeah.
That's my barrier, is it?
Alice.
Hey.
Angel.
Hi.
Ooh.
Jesus.
Get some gloves, you lot.
THE DUKE: Shall we begin?
Now I suppose you're wondering...
(CREAKS)
(CRASHES)
What the Fuck.
The leg's been busted off.
Here, have mine.
Oh no, you're all right,
don't worry about it.
Sebastian, just...
SEBASTIAN: No, seriously.
No no, just take it.
Sit, Sebastian.
I'm just gonna
wait in the car.
Please.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
We have a proposition for you.
I thought you might.
We are eight in number.
We've always bene eight.
Since before the
time of Ipsubal.
The council decrees it.
Yeah, my council's
a bit like that.
They drive me mad, you know.
Do you mind if I smoke?
But this night, Sebastian...
There's a space.
If not a chair, right?
Eh?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Come in 18, over.
I repeat, come in 18, over.
18, will you please
respond, over.
Dammit.
Patience is a virtue, Padre.
All good things come
to those who wait.
LAROUSSE: Waited long enough.
The Vatican's
waited 1000 years.
I'm sure 10 more minutes
won't make any difference.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Sebastian please,
this is important.
Vanessa has spoken
very highly of you.
She says you come
from good stock.
You're joking, ain't ya?
I'm a Romani from an orphanage.
I sell back catalog, no band.
That'll work for us.
Look, I'd love
to and all that,
but caught me on a bad
week and I'm tapped out.
Normally, I am the
man to see, but.
The boy's an idiot.
No.
Honest, I mean look, it
sounds brilliant and all that.
Whatever it is.
Save the whale or praise the
lord or whatever, but it's,
I like to do my own thing.
Plow my own furrow, so no
offense and all that, seriously.
Thanks for asking.
(SNEEZES)
(GROWLS)
SEBASTIAN: Shit.
You didn't tell him?
I thought we'd break
it to him gently.
SEBASTIAN: She's a monster.
Calm down, Sebastian.
No, she's a zombie.
I'm off, bro, believe
that, I gotta go.
Take a breath.
No, no.
I'm...
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
We're not saving
the whales, Sebastian.
And we are certainly
not peddling God.
Tonight we must become eight.
Oh fuck.
Yeah, oh fuck indeed,
my young Romani kin.
We have a vote before us.
Yea or nay.
Let's hear it now.
Yea.
(IRON SLAPS ON OVEN)
Yea.
Yea.
Yea.
Yea.
And for Chen too.
PETER: Nay.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Nay?
Thomas was my friend.
I brought him in.
You should've talked
to me about this.
Nessa, what's he mean nay?
Shh.
I've spent months
on his candidature.
He's 12 generations
pure, you can't do this.
I can and I am.
And there's nothing
you can do about it.
We apologize, Sebastian.
Hey, that's all right.
It was nice meeting
you and all that.
Oh, I'm sorry, Sebastian, it
wasn't meant to be like this,
I thought they'd all accept you.
I didn't count on the
fact that some people
are just assholes, no matter
how long they live for.
Wait, wait wait,
it's six to one.
That's a landslide, surely.
Has to be
unanimous, I'm afraid.
Really did like
you, Sebastian.
Well, I liked
you too, Vanessa.
All of ya.
What good lads.
Even you, I mean,
you look all right.
You take a day, get to
know me, we could be mates.
You're not my type, son.
Vanessa, he's
your responsibility.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Sebastian.
Just close your eyes
and think happy thoughts.
God.
No no, wait wait, you can't.
I've got kids.
No you haven't Sebastian,
you haven't got anyone.
No.
I just said that.
Yeah.
Yeah, you did.
(CLATTERING)
Get back.
Get back everyone,
in the name of God,
the son and the holy
smoke, I command thee.
(LAUGHING)
You get back!
Get back!
You get back.
I command thee.
Did he just say "thee?"
Yes.
I don't think it
quite works like that.
SEBASTIAN: It
doesn't work like that?
No.
SEBASTIAN: What
about this, then?
(SMASHES)
(GRUNTS)
Hey.
Love hurts, I guess.
(BLOWS)
Glad to see you're
still here, 18.
What's happening in there?
I dunno, sir.
There's a lot of screaming,
shouting, yelling, all sorts.
It's horrible.
And that's your report, is it?
Yeah.
Who else is here, where's
backup?
Don't worry about that.
We've got it covered.
(GUNS CLICKING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(BANGING)
(BANGS)
(GRUNTS)
(BANGS)
(WOOD CRACKING)
Peekaboo.
Oh, please.
Come on, just leave me alone.
(WOOD CRACKING)
(CRASHING)
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
Oh, me arse.
18: Someone's
making a break for it.
BINGHAM: Get ready.
Wait, sir.
It's human.
It's a hot body.
It's not our target.
He's a fighter, you
gotta give him that.
So he is.
Shame.
(SEBASTIAN SHOUTS)
(GRUNTS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Where did he come from?
18: I don't know.
Cold body, cold body, that's
him, that's our target.
Get away from me, man.
I mean it, mate.
Look, I don't wanna fuck you up.
Hyah.
I'm warning you, bruv.
I know kung fu.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Is it him?
Colonel Bingham, do you
have a visual on our target?
Confirmed, Mr. Larousse,
the target is cold.
We have a positive sighting.
Oh, thank god.
I'm giving you the order to go.
Take the target down
with my authority
and that of the Full Synod.
Wait, cold body.
Second target.
God, seriously?
(GRUNTS)
Abort the grab.
I repeat, abort the grab.
Everyone stand down.
What's going on?
I said go, take him
down, do it now.
I don't have time for this,
I've got places I need to be...
(RUSTLING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
What is it?
There's something out here.
(SCREECHES)
Just out for his
dinner, Mr. Boniface.
Same as us.
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
PETER: He's all yours.
Rouse him, it's only proper.
Wakey wakey.
(SPLASHES)
(GASPS)
Alright, lads?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(CRACKS)
(GRUNTS)
SEBASTIAN: Piss off!
Wait!
Hey!
Just a thought.
Do we have any food in?
It would be a shame
to waste a meal.
What?
This just gets better
and better, doesn't it?
(SNIFFING)
Colonel Bingham,
what's going on?
I gave you the order to go,
so why haven't you gone?
We have a second
target, Mr. Larousse,
it changes everything.
LAROUSSE: It changes nothing.
We have the resources for two,
so I'm ordering you to go.
Father, this is a
dangerous situation.
Unique even.
Now we need time to
reci the house properly.
We don't have
the time, Colonel,
if the targets are in the house
you need to take
them down and now.
BINGHAM: Mr. Larousse.
Now, Colonel!
Stand by.
We move on my order.
(SIGHS)
Dammit.
All those in favor.
Against.
Then we are decided.
No.
You can't eat me.
I'm all fat and cholesterol.
ANGEL: And I've
been so good all week.
(SNARLING)
Everyone, get
down on the floor.
(SNARLS)
Colonel.
We have a problem.
Oh, Corporal.
You have no idea.
(GUNS FIRING)
CORPORAL: Behind you.
Get out, get out.
Abort, abort.
(CORPORAL SHOUTS)
Help us.
Help us!
MAN ON RADIO: Captain,
Captain, we need assistance,
we need assist...
(GROANS)
(SQUELCHES)
(RADIO STATIC BUZZING)
(DISTANT GUNS FIRING)
First squad come in.
What's your status, over.
First squad, I repeat, come
in, what's your status, over.
(RADIO FEEDBACK SCREECHES)
Colonel Bingham?
How many were in there?
More than two, Mr. Larousse.
More than two.
First squad over and out.
(RADIO CLICKS)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
(PAINED BREATHING)
(GROANING)
Help him up, help him up.
Shh.
(BABBLING)
Please, please don't go.
Henry, what are we gonna do?
(COUGHING)
- Henry.
- Shh.
Shh, it's all right.
No no no.
Angel, Angel.
It's too late.
Shh.
(EXHALING)
(WIND BLOWING)
(CRUMBLING)
Who gets his territory, then?
What?
Too soon?
Shouldn't we get out of here?
I mean, if they're as
dangerous as you say,
shouldn't we retreat?
We've got the tiger
by the tail, 18.
As long as we don't let go, we
won't end up like the others.
(BEEPS)
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
I don't see anyone.
No, there's more outside.
How many?
(RADIO BUZZES)
I dunno.
LAROUSSE: If you want
to move into position
you have my authority to go.
Negative, we're standing fast.
The situation has changed, over.
Colonel Bingham, you
may have the experience,
but I have the authority...
I think they're having
the same conversation.
Father Larousse.
You have just given
out that order
over a compromised
radio channel.
Now before you go sacrificing
any more of my men,
scramble to pre six, over.
What's going on?
I dunno, they just scrambled.
Who are they?
I dunno, Nessie.
I've got a horrible feeling
they know exactly who we are.
Guys.
Someone's moving.
ANGEL: Trying to leave
without saying goodbye?
HENRY: Trust me, Seba,
you don't want to go outside.
(THUDS)
BINGHAM: There's not
gonna be any more assaults,
Mr. Larousse, we're
sealing off the perimeter.
That's not the plan, Colonel.
The plan changes when
I lose a whole squad
in under a minute.
Now we've three squads
left, and I'm not wasting
any more of my men for
nothing, do you understand?
Colonel Bingham, this is
the opportunity of a lifetime,
you can't just
let them get away.
Then we won't.
We're going to put a ring of
steel around this farmhouse
till tomorrow.
Nothing gets in or out of
that place alive tonight.
Very good, Colonel, carry on.
(RADIO CLICKS)
He says we can carry on.
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
PETER: When fires
die and shoals combust,
the blood recedes
to leave but dust.
What do we do with him?
Got a broom or something, or?
I've seen a dustpan
and brush somewhere.
Dear god, who says
there's no dignity in death?
His problems are over.
Ours are just beginning.
Let's just Skype
next time, yeah?
What's Skype?
That internet
phone thingy, Alice.
I can work the video now.
ANGEL: You still using tapes?
Yes, why?
Jesus.
It's like being
around me nan's house.
Oh yeah, that reminds me.
Does somebody want
to kill him now?
ANGEL: I'll do it.
No, we might still need him.
ALICE: Are you sure?
She's sure.
You're sure?
She's sure, she's sure.
Yeah, until we know
what we're dealing with,
we can just put him downstairs
with the rest, okay?
I'll take him.
No, I brought
him here tonight.
ANGEL: Well split him then.
I'll take him.
VANESSA: I'll take him.
Neither of you are taking him.
I'm doing it.
No sides, no arguments.
Not if we want to get
out of here tonight.
Hang on a minute.
What others?
Who are you talking about?
You're all right, go on.
Anyone use one
of these before?
(GUN CLICKING)
I've got one at home.
The Thatchers.
It's their farm.
Ah.
You all right?
How's it going?
Vanessa was right about you.
You are something else.
Coming from.
(THATCHERS WHIMPERING
AND MUMBLING)
Shh.
18: Sir?
Sir.
BINGHAM: What is it?
18: Something odd.
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
(FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
(SNARLING)
For god's sake.
Stop that before the others see.
Boy's dead.
I don't care, I'm starving.
That's disgusting.
He's still warm.
Want some?
(GUN FIRING)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
(SNARLING)
What was that for?!
Someone else objecting to your
questionable culinary
habits, it would seem.
Here, keep it.
(GUNS FIRING)
Everyone's a food
critic these days.
(LIGHT ROCK MUSIC)
Stop!
Eat this, you sons of bitches.
(GUNS FIRING)
Everybody shoot her!
ANGEL: Alice!
I'm busy!
Hey.
Glad you came?
Oh yeah.
Vampires with machine guns.
What's not to love?
(BULLETS RICOCHET)
Perfect.
(GUN FIRING)
(GRUNTS)
They got me.
Evidently.
You know, there
are other guns.
Well you're all making
enough noise on your own,
sweetheart.
You're such a prick.
(BULLET RICOCHETS)
(GUN FIRING)
Colonel Bingham,
come in, I repeat,
what's happening, over.
Talk to me.
(GUNS FIRING)
They're trying out the weapons
you've gifted them Father, over.
Well stop firing, you're
just wasting ammunition,
you can't kill them
that way anyway.
You may be right.
They don't like it either.
(GUNS FIRING)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
You okay?
I'll live.
True enough.
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
(GUN FIRING)
Hold on.
(BULLETS RICOCHETING)
Alice.
Alice.
(GUNS FIRING)
Shh.
They've stopped shooting.
No shit, Sherlock.
I don't think my suit could've
taken much more of this.
You are no fun in a
fight, do you know that?
(YAWNING)
Pity.
One more minute, they
would've been out of ammo.
Colonel, I think you
should look at this.
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
Might be a longer
night than we thought.
Christ.
Oh shit, I been shot.
I been shot, I been shot,
quick, someone, please,
quick, please,
call an ambulance...
No, calm down,
calm down, Seba.
No you haven't,
that's just my blood.
You idiot.
Oh, it's your blood.
Your blood.
(SQUELCHING)
Get it off me, man.
Get it off me, please get
it off me, get it off me...
Wait, wait, wait.
- Get it off me, get it off me.
- What's wrong now?
Mate, if it's your blood,
who knows what you've got?
(CHUCKLES)
(SQUELCHES)
I'll tell you what,
if I've got anything
it'll be foot in mouth disease.
(CLANGS)
What?
I'm not a human
feeder, Sebastian.
I only take from animals.
But I thought you was...
Yeah, as most people do.
We don't all feed on humans.
I choose not to.
Why's that?
Because I used to be one.
VANESSA: Henry.
Two's up.
Safe.
I love you.
Oh, fuck off.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
VANESSA: Look.
How many?
VANESSA: Enough.
Enough for what?
Enough to stop us from
leaving before dawn.
What then?
Why then, dear boy, we
won't be leaving at all.
Feeling brave, Mr. Larousse?
I can't see anything
from back there,
I need to know what's happening.
Not much, at the moment.
Can we hold them there?
Until sunrise?
Well if we don't, I'll
be sure to let you know.
They're just in
there, aren't they?
They're really there.
What if we could take
just one of them out alive?
What are you talking about?
Just to get a sample.
For the sake of science.
These things are an
abomination, Colonel.
They need to be wiped from
the face of this Earth.
Righteous speech,
Mr. Larousse,
but I think we're
missing an opportunity.
We have them trapped, Colonel,
this is our opportunity.
We might never be this close
to this many of them again.
You're right.
I know I am.
My authority comes
right from the top.
(GUNS CLICKING)
What's, no no no, this
doesn't happen, what is this?
My authority.
I'll be taking
charge from now on.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
(HENRY TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
VANESSA: But
you can stay here.
Look, see if I care.
HENRY: I'm not saying
that, I'm just saying that
we shouldn't go out
there without a plan.
VANESSA: And the plan is
I'm just gonna go for it.
I'm gonna go towards the trees
and I'm just gonna go for it.
HENRY: That's not a plan.
Running is what you do
when you don't have a plan.
The place is surrounded,
how far do you think
we're gonna get anyway?
Far enough for my issues not
to get mixed up with yours.
I'm ready.
For what?
We haven't even decided
what we're doing yet.
Guys, the game
might be up for us.
But we can still make a few
widows before this night's out.
Of course, we don't
all have to get away.
PETER: What's that?
What are you talking
about, old woman?
No, no, she's right.
What do mean by that, what?
As long as they've got
us where they can see us,
we're hog-tied.
But if one of us can get
away, get to the shadows.
The night is ours.
Okay.
Okay, good, so now
we have a plan.
I'm ready.
Chen's ready.
So we break as one, all
in the same direction,
at the same time.
And the first one in
the clear doubles back
and butchers every last
single one of them.
(BANGING)
(CLATTERING)
(THUDS)
I did it.
Did you see that?
I did it!
Don't worry, I'll
come back with help.
(LOUD MURMURING)
Fine, but you owe me.
You can have a Victoria
Cross and a little notch
if you'd like, just
get us out of here.
WOMAN ON PHONE: Please hold
the line.
Infinity help UT,
please hold the line,
you are currently
ninth in the queue.
Son of a bitch.
LAROUSSE: Who was that?
Someone who pays more
than you, Mr. Larousse.
30 pieces of silver, is it?
More or less,
allowing for inflation.
Hold up, I got ya, I got ya.
(GRUNTING)
(MRS. THATCHER MURMURING)
Well use your
bleeding arms, then.
18: Oh shit, sir,
we got movement.
What is it?
18: Someone at the
farmhouse just there.
What the hell is that?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Come on, Frodo, put
your back into it.
(GRUNTS)
MAN ON RADIO: Sniper one,
leave that target pinned down
until we find out if it's
one of them or us, over.
(GUN FIRES)
(SHOUTS)
(GUN FIRES)
SEBASTIAN: Jesus Christ!
18: Warm body,
sir, warm body.
It's human.
(GUN FIRING)
Hold your fire.
Go on then, get out of here.
Go, go, go!
BINGHAM: Good work, sniper
one, you have backup, over.
What is she doing?
Evading our fire, it seems.
Well let's give her a
little bit of encouragement.
Go on then.
(GUN FIRING)
(GASPING)
Your go.
(GUN FIRES)
To you.
(GUN FIRES)
To you.
(GUN FIRING)
Jesus, some people don't know
nothing.
I don't believe
it, she made it.
You all right, mate?
Don't look at me like that.
She was the one that
didn't want to wait for ya.
This way.
(PANTING)
Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
You have no idea what
I've been through.
BINGHAM: Who are you?
I'm Mrs. Thatcher.
I live on the farm.
They came tonight, they did.
How many are there?
Six, seven maybe?
Plus some grotty little scumbag.
They're all in it together.
And my husband as
well, knowing him.
(WHOOSHES)
(MUMBLES)
I can't get it off.
(MUMBLING)
He's done it up too tight.
(MUMBLED) Yeah... get off...
knife.
What?
(MUMBLING) Pull my gag off
and...
Hold up.
Sorry mate.
Ah, okay.
Just cut it off, there's
a knife over there.
Where?
Over there on the
workbench, there's a knife.
Just cut it off.
What, there?
What, this one?
I can't see it.
MR. THATCHER: Over there
on the workbench, blindo,
right in front of ya.
SEBASTIAN: Well
I can't see one.
MR. THATCHER: Keep looking.
In there?
No, no no, don't
look in there!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Don't look at me, sport.
That was here when we moved in.
(CHUCKLES WEAKLY)
(WHOOSHES)
BINGHAM: You're
sure that's everything?
Yeah.
Yeah, I told you.
(MRS. THATCHER SIGHS)
Right.
I'll be off.
I got a heart
condition, you know.
I'm not a well woman.
Certainly.
Come with me?
Oh, thanks babes, but I
don't wanna bother you no more.
I'll be fine on
my own from here.
I insist.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Okay.
Might just nip behind that tree.
Here I go.
Been tied up half the night.
Absolutely bursting, I am.
Got a bladder like
a filled balloon.
Let me out!
What, end up
pickled like that lot?
No thanks.
You got all that coming
to you, sunshine.
MR. THATCHER: Come here!
(MRS. THATCHER SCREAMS)
(GUN FIRES)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
18: What'd you do that for?
She could've been
in league with them.
Could've?
What sort of
justification is that?
An uncertain one.
Now there's certainty.
You're mad.
This is madness.
This is war, 18.
You'd better decide whose
side you're on, before dawn.
Sun's up in four hours, 18.
Tick-tock.
I can't believe she's dead.
(SIGHS)
It's nearly 20 years
we been together.
She didn't deserve that.
I'm sorry.
Look, as one human
being to another,
you gotta let me
out, right, yeah?
Let me go.
I can't do that.
Look, it really
wasn't my fault.
I mean, when you
trace it all back,
it was Mrs. Thatcher's fault.
I mean, I loved her, but
she was fuckin' nuts.
(INTENSE MUSIC)
WOMAN: You had
me fooled once.
The lady's not concerned.
So, so what, look, look,
you're gonna untie me, yeah?
Nah.
(BULLET RICOCHETS)
Fucking hell.
(GUNS FIRING)
(LAUGHING)
second squad, hold
your positions.
Do not let a single
one out of your sights.
Third squad, you've
got two to your left.
(SERENE MUSIC)
Chen.
Where's the bloody cars?
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(ENGINE REVS)
(GUNS FIRING)
(TIRES SQUEAL)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(GUN FIRES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
SOLDIER: Stay where you are!
(GUNS FIRING)
Will you let me,
I know you're there,
for god's sake, do something!
Well that's not
gonna help, is it?
(BULLET RICOCHETS)
Okay, it was pretty helpful,
thank you very much.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
So quiet.
Better move.
Better keep moving.
(CROSSBOW FIRES)
(GUNS FIRING)
Chen.
- Chen?
- CHEN: Go.
Chen, no.
No no no, listen
to me, Vanessa.
Get out of here.
Chen.
(SOLEMN MUSIC)
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
Who's in there?
(GUNS FIRING)
(SHOUTING)
(GRUNTING)
(GUN FIRING)
Shoot him!
Shoot him!
I'm out!
Here, have one more.
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
(SNARLS)
(SHOUTS)
(WHOOSHES)
(GRUNTS)
MAN ON RADIO: Enemy down.
We've got him, sir.
(CRACKS)
(THUDS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(MAN TALKING
INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO)
Keep searching.
We have a visual of
a lone female, over.
HENRY: We need to
get back to the house.
There's too many of them.
We're gonna die out here.
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
Shh.
(EGG CRACKS)
MAN ON RADIO: Over here.
We found her, sir.
We found her, over.
MAN ON RADIO:
We have a visual...
(CLUCKS)
In position, sir.
Oh.
MAN ON RADIO:
Awaiting orders.
(ROCKET FIRES)
(EXPLODING)
(CHICKEN CLUCKS AND SHOUTS)
Oi.
All right, lads.
Who's winning?
MR. THATCHER:
Yeah, who's winning?
Hi, Sebastian
HENRY: Anyone else
in here besides you two?
Well, there's a few hot
pickles in jars over there.
(LAUGHS)
Yeah.
We pick our hosts
quite carefully.
Yeah?
Worked out great, hasn't it?
It's not over yet.
If anyone can do it, she can.
(SOLEMN MUSIC)
(WIND BLOWING)
(GUN CLICKS)
(WALKER CLACKING)
SOLDIER: You all right, love?
Hold your position, soldier.
I, I, I don't hear very well.
Soldier, I said
hold your position!
They did terrible
things to me.
Really, really terrible things.
OFFICER: Soldier!
You're safe now.
Oh my.
Let's get you out of here.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(SQUELCHES)
Fire!
(GUN FIRING)
(CROSSBOW FIRES)
Shit.
We've barely two
squads left, Colonel.
It's not enough to
hold this place.
They're down as
well, Mr. Larousse.
There are only three of
them left, and they're hurt.
They won't try that again.
Actually sir, there's four.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Hello.
How's your evening panning out?
What do we do with her, sir?
Please, we have
to kill her now.
She's too dangerous to hold.
(CHUCKLES)
Little old me?
Please.
(GIGGLES)
18: Sir?
Break out the frame.
(GRINDER RATTLING)
(GRUNTS)
Take it easy.
Liable to hurt
yourself with that.
PETER: Are we the
only ones who made it?
Not quite.
Perfect.
My night's complete.
You and me both, Chuckles.
What the bloody hell's
happened to my living room?
What we gonna do?
(HENRY WHISPERING)
PETER: We need a plan.
Look, why don't you
just try talking to them.
(CLOCK TICKING)
Talking to them?
Yeah, you know, strike
up a little pow-wow.
What you got to lose?
They want to exterminate us.
Yeah, well you won't be
getting your deposit back,
that's for sure.
Yeah, well, they're
probably saying
the same thing out there.
Why don't you just go see
what their best offer is?
Okay.
And, (CLEARS THROAT),
how would we do that?
Well you're not seriously
asking him for advice...
You have any better
ideas right now?
Look mate, I've been around,
you know, I know the score.
I'm over 2000 years old, boy.
I fourth at the
Battle of Erbella.
I fought with
Alexander through Asia.
We conquered the known
world and we ruled as gods.
Oh, that's all well and
good and all that, but
what you done lately?
(VANESSA SCREAMING)
Oh, jeez.
(VANESSA SCREAMS)
Oh, just, come
on, just let me go,
come on, let me
down, this is done.
(VANESSA LAUGHS)
What's your name?
(SNARLS)
Death.
And I'm coming for you.
You should know better
than to hit a lady.
You're no lady, my dear.
You so much as lay
a finger on her,
touch her, or harm her
in any way, you will die.
You don't know
what you're doing.
BINGHAM: Maybe not, but
there is a cosmetic company
that will be here in
the morning that do.
And then what?
And then, me and my
men are going to retire,
somewhere far away from here.
And very fucking sunny.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
The other three vampires are
back in the farmhouse, sir,
with two warm bodies.
Any of ours?
Negative, sir.
I'm guessing it's the
farmer and the other one,
the mystery guest.
Now why haven't
they killed them?
Maybe they're keeping
their options open.
It's what I would do.
It is, is it?
So tell me, 18, what
will their next move be?
What would you do?
I'd make a deal.
VANESSA: Do you
like what you see?
You're completely healed.
It could be yours.
Every night,
in every conceivable way,
for all eternity.
How many of you are there?
Enough to farm you
like cattle if we wanted.
So why don't you?
We like our meat organic,
just as God intended.
What do you know of God?
VANESSA: More
than you, I wager.
How old are you?
Well now you're
just being personal.
(SNIFFS)
Wait till you see me
in daylight, darling,
it's a lot less flattering.
Ah.
I plan to.
Make no mistake about that.
As soon as the Colonel
has his precious samples
you will see the light.
(SNARLS)
Then we shall
share it together.
No, no no no no no.
She hardly broke the skin.
No!
Okay, and all those in
favor of Sebastian's idea.
No, he doesn't get a vote.
Why not?
Yes he does.
PETER: No, no he doesn't.
All right, fine, three to one.
Go on, Seba, tell us
how this plan works.
Well, you ever seen
a film called Zulu?
No!
No!
I am not one of them!
I am God's envoy.
Be grateful it's still me
who's in charge, Mr. Larousse.
There are others around
here who would see you burn.
MAN ON RADIO: Colonel,
we've got movement.
It's definitely one of theirs,
and it's one of the
humans from the house.
There's a hot one and a cold
body walking up the hill, sir.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
That's far enough.
Good evening.
Good evening.
HENRY: How are you
lot doing up there?
We're holding our own.
How about yourselves?
You know.
We've seen better nights.
I imagine you have.
You wanted to talk?
HENRY: Yeah, we wanted to go.
Go?
Go where?
Home.
Go abroad.
Basically anywhere
this isn't happening.
And why should we let you go?
You ever seen Zulu?
BINGHAM: The film, yes.
Well there you go, that
should speed things along.
You're proposing an
honorable withdrawal.
One settle, both
sides leave the field
with mutual respect
for each other.
Yeah, something like that.
How very civilized of us.
You know you've killed
more of us in one night
than anyone else
has in 1000 years.
Your place in
history is assured.
Supposing we did
just let you go.
How do we know you wouldn't
kill us the moment you got out?
Because there's
something else we want.
Our friend you're holding.
We're willing to
trade one of yours
for one of ours.
What's your name?
What does that matter?
It doesn't.
Do you know what I
have at the moment?
Tell me.
Certainty.
And for that, uncertainty's
no exchange at all.
(GUN FIRING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Henry.
(THUNDER CRASHING)
LAROUSSE: The lord is my
shepherd, I shall not want,
he maketh me to lie
down in green pastures.
He leadeth me beside
the still waters.
He restoreth my
soul and leadeth me
on the path of righteousness
for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk
through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I shall fear no evil,
for thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy
staff comfort me.
Put a muzzle on that one.
Listen to me, listen to me.
You can still walk
away from this.
If you release us you will live,
if you don't, you will die.
And disappoint my benefactors?
Whatever they're paying
you, we can double it.
Money's no object to us.
As tempting as that may
seem, I am a man of principles,
and they bribed me first.
I'm gonna do something I
haven't done in over 600 years.
And what's that?
I'm going to
enjoy killing you.
(BINGHAM CHUCKLES)
I like your confidence.
If only we could
bottle that too.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
MAN ON RADIO: Anyone
out there heard anything
from section three?
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON RADIO)
(WHOOSHES)
(CHITTERING)
Shit.
(WHOOSHES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Anyone in section three?
Shit!
What's going on?
Colonel, we've got a problem,
there's something out here.
(GUNS FIRING)
That's impossible, all
our targets are contained.
Negative, sir.
It's in the trees.
Talk to me.
Sir.
Come in, soldier.
What are your orders, sir?
(SCREAMS)
(SNARLS)
We can't hold the ridge.
We're being cut to
pieces out here, sir.
- Sir.
- Come in, soldier.
Start running!
Cover the retreat!
Soldier.
Sir.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON RADIO)
Fuck it.
(SQUELCHING)
(THUDS)
(SNARLING)
Shit.
Shit.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
Kill them.
Do it now.
No, please,
Captain, don't do it.
You don't have to do it.
VANESSA: Henry.
It's time for me to go now.
(SQUELCHES)
No, Vanessa.
VANESSA: Love ya.
No, Vanessa.
No.
(EXPLODES)
(SHOUTS)
No!
(SHOUTS)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
WOMAN: In 200
meters, bear right.
In 200 meters, bear right.
You have reached
your destination.
But that's bollocks.
WOMAN: Turn
around when possible.
(HISSING)
Recalculating route.
18: Colonel!
WOMAN: Recalculating route.
18: Colonel!
(GRUNTS)
Wait, time out.
What?
Look mate, we don't
have to do this.
Let's just pretend we
ain't seen each other.
Sounds good to me.
Well there you go, mate.
(SCRAPING)
Can I let you into
a little secret?
You're doing me a favor.
(WIND HOWLING)
End it.
(SCRAPES)
End it.
(GUN CLICKS)
(GUN FIRING)
(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
Excuse me.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!
Stay back.
I'm not one of them,
I'm human, like you.
Don't come any closer.
Something horrible
out there in the woods,
something really horrible.
Creeping about, it's
horrible, please!
Look, let's just pretend we
didn't see each other, yeah?
What?
Go our separate ways.
No one needs to know.
What kinda sissy
attitude is that?
I mean you're a
soldier, I'm a civilian,
you're supposed to protect me.
I pay my taxes.
Most of 'em, most of the
time, you know what I mean.
Yeah, I guess so.
Hey, you got a car?
No.
You got a gun?
No, but I got a knife.
(CHUCKLES)
That's not a knife.
This is a knife.
I told you there was something
horrible out there, didn't I?
Yeah?
(LAUGHING)
You're all mine now,
you little fox digger.
(18 SHOUTS)
You killed a lot of
my friends tonight.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Thanks for that.
(GRUNTING)
(SQUELCHING)
You come on my land,
scare my chickens.
(SHOUTS)
He was like this
when I found him.
(CHUCKLES)
(ROARS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Yes.
Oh, you lucky bastard.
(KEYS JINGLE)
Ah yes.
(SLAMS)
ANGEL: Going somewhere?
Oh, come on.
Let me go.
After all we been through?
I need a ride.
You got a car, ain't ya?
ANGEL: Sun's coming up,
we can't drive in daylight.
Will you let me go after?
Of course, Sebastian.
We're nothing if
not appreciative.
(ENGINE STARTS)
So.
I get the Duke's whole
territory then, do I?
Oh, don't be ridiculous,
let me out of here.
We'll discuss it later.
Boniface.
(LAUGHS)
You're not kidding, are you?
Yeah.
(SNIFFS)
Yeah, you can have
the Duke's territory.
That make you happy?
Yeah, that makes me happy.
HENRY: Great let's go.
(GRUNTS)
Good meeting.
Yeah.
(THUDS)
(GRUNTING)
(WIND HOWLING)
Just give me a second here.
Huh.
(SNARLING)
(ENGINE RUMBLING)
(SHOUTING)
Wait!
(BRAKES SQUEAL)
Ah.
(SMOOCHES)
ANGEL: You made it.
Yeah, just about.
Watch it, Seba.
Thanks for hanging around.
Hey, it's all right.
You know me.
Is that my suit?
Fair exchange is no robbery.
(CHUCKLES)
Vanessa?
No, we're all that's left.
Well, you can still join us,
if you wanna change your mind.
I mean, what do you
say, Mr. Boniface?
We have some vacancies
crop up of late.
It's up to him.
We're all good lads.
(LAUGHS)
I withdraw my objection.
There you go, Seba.
Wanna join the family?
Uhm, Actually, can
I think about it?
All right, think about
it while you're driving.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(BANGING)
Let's get going!
Where we going, then?
HENRY: Anywhere
but here, Sebastian.
Anywhere but here.
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
Hold me close, don't
let me go, oh no
I, yes I love you and
I think that you know
Do you know
With your love light shining
Every cloud's got
a silver lining
So hold
(HISSES)
Me close, don't let me go
Hold me close,
don't let me go
Oh no
(HISSING)
And me, yes I'd love
if we stop at the show
Do you know
(RECORD SCRATCHES)
(SERENE MUSIC)
The secret of
young looking skin?
Infinity's Forever Young.
Our dermatologists have
blended pro-retinol A nanosome
with our highly protected
protein-based ingredient,
so for the first time
ever, you can literally
stop the clock.
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Stay forever young.
Your love light
shining clearly
It's so good to
have you near me
So hold me close,
don't let me go
And if...
ANGEL: You might
wanna go the other way.
SEBASTIAN: Oh,
right, yeah, sorry.
(TRUCK TURNING)
'Cause I love the
things that you do
So hold me close,
don't let me go
Oh no
You see I, yes I love you
and I think that you know
Do you know?
With your love light shining
Every cloud's got
a silver lining
So hold me close,
don't let me go
(LAUGHING)
(LAUGHING)
We've gone wrong.
If that role gets tougher
Oh, I love you
No, I'll never
let you suffer
'Cause I love the
things that you do
So hold me close,
don't let me go,
Oh no
You and me, yes our love
it will grow and grow
Do you know
With your love light shining
Every cloud has
a silver lining
So hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Don't let
Me
Go
Hold me close
Closer, yeah
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Every boy thinks
he's special
And every boy
thinks he's someone
When you get that
little bit older
You realize that
you're no one
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Yeah
Every boy thinks
he's special
Every boy thinks
he's someone
When you get that
little bit older
You realize that
you're no one
Yo man, did you run away
From things you couldn't do
Young man, don't you run away
'Cause you're
not the only one
Deal me the cards that
will show me the light
Take away dark and
they show me the light
Deal me the cards that
will make it all right
Deal me the cards that
will show me the light
Take away dark and
they show me the light
Deal me the cards that
will make it all right
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(GEARS RATTLING)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(KNOCKS)
(CLOCK CHIMING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
BINGHAM: This is control,
what's your sit rep?
Come back.
Sorry sir, caught a tiger.
BINGHAM: He's
tracking you now?
I don't know sir, I
gotta get out of here.
BINGHAM: Stop where
you are and count to five.
Negative, sir.
BINGHAM: Do it now,
18, that's an order.
One,
two,
three,
four,
five.
BINGHAM: You still there, 18?
I think so, sir.
BINGHAM: Then he's
not tracking you.
How can you tell?
BINGHAM: You got
to five, didn't you?
(SCREECHING)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(TRAIN RUMBLING)
(TRAIN RUMBLING)
(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)
What you doing?
Shouldn't you be in bed by now?
No, our bedtime
ain't till 10:00.
10:00?
That's outrageous.
I was never allowed to stay up
till 10 when I was your age.
What a cock.
(TRAIN RUMBLES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
PETER: Nine million.
THE DUKE: No no
no, let me speak.
PETER: Nine million.
(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
THE DUKE: We meet only
once every 50 years, Peter,
and you've striven
to become a bore.
PETER: 10 million.
And I cherish each
and every one of them.
PETER: I'm just
stating the facts here.
As you see them.
As they are.
Nine million.
10 million, four
million, eight million.
Now take away the first
two numbers you thought of
and add seven.
Two and a half million.
Huh?
He doesn't even feed.
Is that why you
think it's okay
to keep poaching
on my territory?
For the fifth and
final time, Henry,
north of the border's
my territory.
And I'm not Erica Von
Tweed, Mr. Boniface.
Gentlemen, please.
One squabble at a time, and I
believe I have the rank here.
60 million and counting.
Yet I remember when
it was just six,
and we were eight then,
and we're eight now.
Thinking of breeding,
are you Peter?
No.
No, I'm quite happy with
the friends I've got,
thank you very much.
And so am I.
But I rather not be stuck
here with all of you tomorrow.
If you don't mind, please,
could we get to the point?
Courthouse.
BOY: And so it wasn't
even us it who pushed her
into the pond, yet we were the
ones who got told off for it,
and she was already
climbing out.
Plus she's our new rep.
That's good.
Give us a quid.
Ain't your parents
ever told you
about talking to strangers?
BOY: Ain't yours?
I never even knew 'em, mate.
I'm an orphan.
My dad's in Afghanistan.
Ah.
Here you go.
In the army then,
is he, your dad?
No.
The Taliban.
Wait, give me that
quid back, you little!
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
Oh, about time.
Here you are, you
have the rest of that.
No man did you run away
Not late, am I?
Just in time.
You smell lovely.
Mmm.
And you smell of booze.
Just a couple with the
lads while I was waiting.
So how far's this place, then?
Not far.
You're not the only one
BOY: Nice car.
Nice looking bird.
Oh yeah.
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
You have your rightful orders.
That's not enough.
I'll speak with the
European council again.
But you know what they will say.
Fuck the council.
I say we set our own quarters.
And cut our own throats.
They will hunt us
down and you know it.
These are difficult
times,
for all of us.
Our glory days are long gone.
Difficult times?
Yeah but only for us.
Because I know what
they're taking over there,
and it's a hell of a lot more
than what we're
taking over here.
We are an island race, Peter.
Therefore we must
tread more carefully.
And this has its
pros and its cons.
Yeah, and the pros are?
The population's skyrocketing.
So is their technology.
And all records,
computer files, DNA.
We're not talking Bo
Street runs anymore.
Come on.
All those migrants
coming in clinging
to the undersides of vehicles.
No one's going to
miss a few of them.
(SCOFFS)
Been reading the
Daily Mail again, Alice?
Those migrants may not be as
invisible as you might think.
They're harvesting our crops,
they're sweeping our streets.
They're emptying the bins.
And they're sending the
money home to their families
so that maybe just
maybe they can join us
here in the promised land.
Whether we like it or
not, they have become
part of the fabric of this
society, and they will be missed
if we think we can
start helping ourselves.
Not by my friends at
the bingo they won't be.
Just wait till your
friends are lying
in their hospital
beds at death's door
needing their backsides wiped.
I suspect it
won't come to that
for most of my dear old friends.
I don't like 'em over 60.
It's too gamey for my taste.
Hey.
What are we even
talking about here?
I'm not racist.
I'll kill anyone, no
matter where they're from.
Doesn't bother me.
(CHITTERING)
Come on.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
So that's what you've
been up to, is it?
Helping yourself.
Oh yeah.
Oh, you'd like
that, wouldn't you?
Get a sanction off the
council to get rid of me.
I'm not talking to you, Peter.
What?
What?
What?
You think we wouldn't
find out, Thomas?
That the council
wouldn't find out?
PETER: What's
he talking about?
I dunno.
He's been overfeeding.
No I haven't.
16 above his quota
this year already.
And the less said about
last year the better.
That's a lie.
And not only has
he been overfeeding,
he's been taking them young.
The little boy in the paper?
Boys, plural.
That wasn't me.
I didn't take them, honest.
I swear.
PETER: What have you done?
THOMAS: You're always saying
we should take what we want.
Yeah, not children,
not like this, not
without consent.
But...
you said.
And you.
No, Tom.
(INTENSE MUSIC)
Please.
I can stick to my quota.
I won't let you down again.
If only it were that simple.
(GUN FIRES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
THOMAS: Let me go!
PETER: This isn't right.
No, but it's official.
Do it quickly, finish this.
THOMAS: No, Henry!
(WOOD CRACKS)
Peter, don't do
this Henry, please!
You brought it on yourself.
(HISSING)
(CHITTERING)
PETER: When fires
die and shoals combust,
the blood recedes
to leave but dust.
Don't be scared
And that's that.
Open to everything now
Nothing's wrong
Would you stay being
ourselves for a while
I wasn't calling
You've been down
Selling yourself
for the soul
(ENGINE ROARING)
This ain't nothing
kinky, is it?
Describe kinky.
Well, I'm not looking
to cross the streams.
Do you know what I mean?
Not entirely, no.
Well, I'm just saying,
you know I like you.
And I like you too.
And I'm sure my
friend's gonna like you.
I just, I thought
when you asked that
it'd be just the
two of us, you know?
(LAUGHS)
Aren't you the cutest little
thing when you're being shy?
Slightly patronizing.
But okay.
We won't stay up too late.
We'll have a quick bite and
then off to bed, I promise.
I can live with that.
We'll see.
(LAUGHS)
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
Show me the world tonight
Maybe we'll lose ourselves
Everybody here?
Everybody was.
VANESSA: This is Sebastian.
Hey Sebastian, glad
you could make it.
SEBASTIAN: You took the
words right out my mouth, mate.
Go on inside.
Everyone's waiting for you.
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
He's got my bag.
Sebastian.
For fucks sake.
Come on.
Hi everyone.
Not too late, am I?
No.
Your timing couldn't be better.
Ah no.
Ah no, I don't believe this.
THE DUKE: You know the
rules, Peter, one out, one in.
So nice to be consulted.
Look, if there's a problem,
I can always piss
off to the pub.
Vanessa...
No, not at all.
This is Sebastian.
The one I told you about.
Fine name, Sebastian.
Thanks.
Always hated it, myself.
What do your friends
call you, then?
Sebastian.
Very telling.
I am the Duke.
You're a Duke?
He's The Duke.
Why not.
I'm game.
VANESSA: This is...
No one to you.
HENRY: So you're
the gypsy boy, then.
(SCOFFS)
I say Romani.
I'm Henry.
I hail from the East myself.
Oh, yeah.
That's my barrier, is it?
Alice.
Hey.
Angel.
Hi.
Ooh.
Jesus.
Get some gloves, you lot.
THE DUKE: Shall we begin?
Now I suppose you're wondering...
(CREAKS)
(CRASHES)
What the Fuck.
The leg's been busted off.
Here, have mine.
Oh no, you're all right,
don't worry about it.
Sebastian, just...
SEBASTIAN: No, seriously.
No no, just take it.
Sit, Sebastian.
I'm just gonna
wait in the car.
Please.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
We have a proposition for you.
I thought you might.
We are eight in number.
We've always bene eight.
Since before the
time of Ipsubal.
The council decrees it.
Yeah, my council's
a bit like that.
They drive me mad, you know.
Do you mind if I smoke?
But this night, Sebastian...
There's a space.
If not a chair, right?
Eh?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Come in 18, over.
I repeat, come in 18, over.
18, will you please
respond, over.
Dammit.
Patience is a virtue, Padre.
All good things come
to those who wait.
LAROUSSE: Waited long enough.
The Vatican's
waited 1000 years.
I'm sure 10 more minutes
won't make any difference.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Sebastian please,
this is important.
Vanessa has spoken
very highly of you.
She says you come
from good stock.
You're joking, ain't ya?
I'm a Romani from an orphanage.
I sell back catalog, no band.
That'll work for us.
Look, I'd love
to and all that,
but caught me on a bad
week and I'm tapped out.
Normally, I am the
man to see, but.
The boy's an idiot.
No.
Honest, I mean look, it
sounds brilliant and all that.
Whatever it is.
Save the whale or praise the
lord or whatever, but it's,
I like to do my own thing.
Plow my own furrow, so no
offense and all that, seriously.
Thanks for asking.
(SNEEZES)
(GROWLS)
SEBASTIAN: Shit.
You didn't tell him?
I thought we'd break
it to him gently.
SEBASTIAN: She's a monster.
Calm down, Sebastian.
No, she's a zombie.
I'm off, bro, believe
that, I gotta go.
Take a breath.
No, no.
I'm...
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
We're not saving
the whales, Sebastian.
And we are certainly
not peddling God.
Tonight we must become eight.
Oh fuck.
Yeah, oh fuck indeed,
my young Romani kin.
We have a vote before us.
Yea or nay.
Let's hear it now.
Yea.
(IRON SLAPS ON OVEN)
Yea.
Yea.
Yea.
Yea.
And for Chen too.
PETER: Nay.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Nay?
Thomas was my friend.
I brought him in.
You should've talked
to me about this.
Nessa, what's he mean nay?
Shh.
I've spent months
on his candidature.
He's 12 generations
pure, you can't do this.
I can and I am.
And there's nothing
you can do about it.
We apologize, Sebastian.
Hey, that's all right.
It was nice meeting
you and all that.
Oh, I'm sorry, Sebastian, it
wasn't meant to be like this,
I thought they'd all accept you.
I didn't count on the
fact that some people
are just assholes, no matter
how long they live for.
Wait, wait wait,
it's six to one.
That's a landslide, surely.
Has to be
unanimous, I'm afraid.
Really did like
you, Sebastian.
Well, I liked
you too, Vanessa.
All of ya.
What good lads.
Even you, I mean,
you look all right.
You take a day, get to
know me, we could be mates.
You're not my type, son.
Vanessa, he's
your responsibility.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Sebastian.
Just close your eyes
and think happy thoughts.
God.
No no, wait wait, you can't.
I've got kids.
No you haven't Sebastian,
you haven't got anyone.
No.
I just said that.
Yeah.
Yeah, you did.
(CLATTERING)
Get back.
Get back everyone,
in the name of God,
the son and the holy
smoke, I command thee.
(LAUGHING)
You get back!
Get back!
You get back.
I command thee.
Did he just say "thee?"
Yes.
I don't think it
quite works like that.
SEBASTIAN: It
doesn't work like that?
No.
SEBASTIAN: What
about this, then?
(SMASHES)
(GRUNTS)
Hey.
Love hurts, I guess.
(BLOWS)
Glad to see you're
still here, 18.
What's happening in there?
I dunno, sir.
There's a lot of screaming,
shouting, yelling, all sorts.
It's horrible.
And that's your report, is it?
Yeah.
Who else is here, where's
backup?
Don't worry about that.
We've got it covered.
(GUNS CLICKING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(BANGING)
(BANGS)
(GRUNTS)
(BANGS)
(WOOD CRACKING)
Peekaboo.
Oh, please.
Come on, just leave me alone.
(WOOD CRACKING)
(CRASHING)
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
Oh, me arse.
18: Someone's
making a break for it.
BINGHAM: Get ready.
Wait, sir.
It's human.
It's a hot body.
It's not our target.
He's a fighter, you
gotta give him that.
So he is.
Shame.
(SEBASTIAN SHOUTS)
(GRUNTS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Where did he come from?
18: I don't know.
Cold body, cold body, that's
him, that's our target.
Get away from me, man.
I mean it, mate.
Look, I don't wanna fuck you up.
Hyah.
I'm warning you, bruv.
I know kung fu.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Is it him?
Colonel Bingham, do you
have a visual on our target?
Confirmed, Mr. Larousse,
the target is cold.
We have a positive sighting.
Oh, thank god.
I'm giving you the order to go.
Take the target down
with my authority
and that of the Full Synod.
Wait, cold body.
Second target.
God, seriously?
(GRUNTS)
Abort the grab.
I repeat, abort the grab.
Everyone stand down.
What's going on?
I said go, take him
down, do it now.
I don't have time for this,
I've got places I need to be...
(RUSTLING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
What is it?
There's something out here.
(SCREECHES)
Just out for his
dinner, Mr. Boniface.
Same as us.
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
PETER: He's all yours.
Rouse him, it's only proper.
Wakey wakey.
(SPLASHES)
(GASPS)
Alright, lads?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(CRACKS)
(GRUNTS)
SEBASTIAN: Piss off!
Wait!
Hey!
Just a thought.
Do we have any food in?
It would be a shame
to waste a meal.
What?
This just gets better
and better, doesn't it?
(SNIFFING)
Colonel Bingham,
what's going on?
I gave you the order to go,
so why haven't you gone?
We have a second
target, Mr. Larousse,
it changes everything.
LAROUSSE: It changes nothing.
We have the resources for two,
so I'm ordering you to go.
Father, this is a
dangerous situation.
Unique even.
Now we need time to
reci the house properly.
We don't have
the time, Colonel,
if the targets are in the house
you need to take
them down and now.
BINGHAM: Mr. Larousse.
Now, Colonel!
Stand by.
We move on my order.
(SIGHS)
Dammit.
All those in favor.
Against.
Then we are decided.
No.
You can't eat me.
I'm all fat and cholesterol.
ANGEL: And I've
been so good all week.
(SNARLING)
Everyone, get
down on the floor.
(SNARLS)
Colonel.
We have a problem.
Oh, Corporal.
You have no idea.
(GUNS FIRING)
CORPORAL: Behind you.
Get out, get out.
Abort, abort.
(CORPORAL SHOUTS)
Help us.
Help us!
MAN ON RADIO: Captain,
Captain, we need assistance,
we need assist...
(GROANS)
(SQUELCHES)
(RADIO STATIC BUZZING)
(DISTANT GUNS FIRING)
First squad come in.
What's your status, over.
First squad, I repeat, come
in, what's your status, over.
(RADIO FEEDBACK SCREECHES)
Colonel Bingham?
How many were in there?
More than two, Mr. Larousse.
More than two.
First squad over and out.
(RADIO CLICKS)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
(PAINED BREATHING)
(GROANING)
Help him up, help him up.
Shh.
(BABBLING)
Please, please don't go.
Henry, what are we gonna do?
(COUGHING)
- Henry.
- Shh.
Shh, it's all right.
No no no.
Angel, Angel.
It's too late.
Shh.
(EXHALING)
(WIND BLOWING)
(CRUMBLING)
Who gets his territory, then?
What?
Too soon?
Shouldn't we get out of here?
I mean, if they're as
dangerous as you say,
shouldn't we retreat?
We've got the tiger
by the tail, 18.
As long as we don't let go, we
won't end up like the others.
(BEEPS)
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
I don't see anyone.
No, there's more outside.
How many?
(RADIO BUZZES)
I dunno.
LAROUSSE: If you want
to move into position
you have my authority to go.
Negative, we're standing fast.
The situation has changed, over.
Colonel Bingham, you
may have the experience,
but I have the authority...
I think they're having
the same conversation.
Father Larousse.
You have just given
out that order
over a compromised
radio channel.
Now before you go sacrificing
any more of my men,
scramble to pre six, over.
What's going on?
I dunno, they just scrambled.
Who are they?
I dunno, Nessie.
I've got a horrible feeling
they know exactly who we are.
Guys.
Someone's moving.
ANGEL: Trying to leave
without saying goodbye?
HENRY: Trust me, Seba,
you don't want to go outside.
(THUDS)
BINGHAM: There's not
gonna be any more assaults,
Mr. Larousse, we're
sealing off the perimeter.
That's not the plan, Colonel.
The plan changes when
I lose a whole squad
in under a minute.
Now we've three squads
left, and I'm not wasting
any more of my men for
nothing, do you understand?
Colonel Bingham, this is
the opportunity of a lifetime,
you can't just
let them get away.
Then we won't.
We're going to put a ring of
steel around this farmhouse
till tomorrow.
Nothing gets in or out of
that place alive tonight.
Very good, Colonel, carry on.
(RADIO CLICKS)
He says we can carry on.
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
PETER: When fires
die and shoals combust,
the blood recedes
to leave but dust.
What do we do with him?
Got a broom or something, or?
I've seen a dustpan
and brush somewhere.
Dear god, who says
there's no dignity in death?
His problems are over.
Ours are just beginning.
Let's just Skype
next time, yeah?
What's Skype?
That internet
phone thingy, Alice.
I can work the video now.
ANGEL: You still using tapes?
Yes, why?
Jesus.
It's like being
around me nan's house.
Oh yeah, that reminds me.
Does somebody want
to kill him now?
ANGEL: I'll do it.
No, we might still need him.
ALICE: Are you sure?
She's sure.
You're sure?
She's sure, she's sure.
Yeah, until we know
what we're dealing with,
we can just put him downstairs
with the rest, okay?
I'll take him.
No, I brought
him here tonight.
ANGEL: Well split him then.
I'll take him.
VANESSA: I'll take him.
Neither of you are taking him.
I'm doing it.
No sides, no arguments.
Not if we want to get
out of here tonight.
Hang on a minute.
What others?
Who are you talking about?
You're all right, go on.
Anyone use one
of these before?
(GUN CLICKING)
I've got one at home.
The Thatchers.
It's their farm.
Ah.
You all right?
How's it going?
Vanessa was right about you.
You are something else.
Coming from.
(THATCHERS WHIMPERING
AND MUMBLING)
Shh.
18: Sir?
Sir.
BINGHAM: What is it?
18: Something odd.
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
(FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
(SNARLING)
For god's sake.
Stop that before the others see.
Boy's dead.
I don't care, I'm starving.
That's disgusting.
He's still warm.
Want some?
(GUN FIRING)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
(SNARLING)
What was that for?!
Someone else objecting to your
questionable culinary
habits, it would seem.
Here, keep it.
(GUNS FIRING)
Everyone's a food
critic these days.
(LIGHT ROCK MUSIC)
Stop!
Eat this, you sons of bitches.
(GUNS FIRING)
Everybody shoot her!
ANGEL: Alice!
I'm busy!
Hey.
Glad you came?
Oh yeah.
Vampires with machine guns.
What's not to love?
(BULLETS RICOCHET)
Perfect.
(GUN FIRING)
(GRUNTS)
They got me.
Evidently.
You know, there
are other guns.
Well you're all making
enough noise on your own,
sweetheart.
You're such a prick.
(BULLET RICOCHETS)
(GUN FIRING)
Colonel Bingham,
come in, I repeat,
what's happening, over.
Talk to me.
(GUNS FIRING)
They're trying out the weapons
you've gifted them Father, over.
Well stop firing, you're
just wasting ammunition,
you can't kill them
that way anyway.
You may be right.
They don't like it either.
(GUNS FIRING)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
You okay?
I'll live.
True enough.
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
(GUN FIRING)
Hold on.
(BULLETS RICOCHETING)
Alice.
Alice.
(GUNS FIRING)
Shh.
They've stopped shooting.
No shit, Sherlock.
I don't think my suit could've
taken much more of this.
You are no fun in a
fight, do you know that?
(YAWNING)
Pity.
One more minute, they
would've been out of ammo.
Colonel, I think you
should look at this.
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
Might be a longer
night than we thought.
Christ.
Oh shit, I been shot.
I been shot, I been shot,
quick, someone, please,
quick, please,
call an ambulance...
No, calm down,
calm down, Seba.
No you haven't,
that's just my blood.
You idiot.
Oh, it's your blood.
Your blood.
(SQUELCHING)
Get it off me, man.
Get it off me, please get
it off me, get it off me...
Wait, wait, wait.
- Get it off me, get it off me.
- What's wrong now?
Mate, if it's your blood,
who knows what you've got?
(CHUCKLES)
(SQUELCHES)
I'll tell you what,
if I've got anything
it'll be foot in mouth disease.
(CLANGS)
What?
I'm not a human
feeder, Sebastian.
I only take from animals.
But I thought you was...
Yeah, as most people do.
We don't all feed on humans.
I choose not to.
Why's that?
Because I used to be one.
VANESSA: Henry.
Two's up.
Safe.
I love you.
Oh, fuck off.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
VANESSA: Look.
How many?
VANESSA: Enough.
Enough for what?
Enough to stop us from
leaving before dawn.
What then?
Why then, dear boy, we
won't be leaving at all.
Feeling brave, Mr. Larousse?
I can't see anything
from back there,
I need to know what's happening.
Not much, at the moment.
Can we hold them there?
Until sunrise?
Well if we don't, I'll
be sure to let you know.
They're just in
there, aren't they?
They're really there.
What if we could take
just one of them out alive?
What are you talking about?
Just to get a sample.
For the sake of science.
These things are an
abomination, Colonel.
They need to be wiped from
the face of this Earth.
Righteous speech,
Mr. Larousse,
but I think we're
missing an opportunity.
We have them trapped, Colonel,
this is our opportunity.
We might never be this close
to this many of them again.
You're right.
I know I am.
My authority comes
right from the top.
(GUNS CLICKING)
What's, no no no, this
doesn't happen, what is this?
My authority.
I'll be taking
charge from now on.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
(HENRY TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
VANESSA: But
you can stay here.
Look, see if I care.
HENRY: I'm not saying
that, I'm just saying that
we shouldn't go out
there without a plan.
VANESSA: And the plan is
I'm just gonna go for it.
I'm gonna go towards the trees
and I'm just gonna go for it.
HENRY: That's not a plan.
Running is what you do
when you don't have a plan.
The place is surrounded,
how far do you think
we're gonna get anyway?
Far enough for my issues not
to get mixed up with yours.
I'm ready.
For what?
We haven't even decided
what we're doing yet.
Guys, the game
might be up for us.
But we can still make a few
widows before this night's out.
Of course, we don't
all have to get away.
PETER: What's that?
What are you talking
about, old woman?
No, no, she's right.
What do mean by that, what?
As long as they've got
us where they can see us,
we're hog-tied.
But if one of us can get
away, get to the shadows.
The night is ours.
Okay.
Okay, good, so now
we have a plan.
I'm ready.
Chen's ready.
So we break as one, all
in the same direction,
at the same time.
And the first one in
the clear doubles back
and butchers every last
single one of them.
(BANGING)
(CLATTERING)
(THUDS)
I did it.
Did you see that?
I did it!
Don't worry, I'll
come back with help.
(LOUD MURMURING)
Fine, but you owe me.
You can have a Victoria
Cross and a little notch
if you'd like, just
get us out of here.
WOMAN ON PHONE: Please hold
the line.
Infinity help UT,
please hold the line,
you are currently
ninth in the queue.
Son of a bitch.
LAROUSSE: Who was that?
Someone who pays more
than you, Mr. Larousse.
30 pieces of silver, is it?
More or less,
allowing for inflation.
Hold up, I got ya, I got ya.
(GRUNTING)
(MRS. THATCHER MURMURING)
Well use your
bleeding arms, then.
18: Oh shit, sir,
we got movement.
What is it?
18: Someone at the
farmhouse just there.
What the hell is that?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Come on, Frodo, put
your back into it.
(GRUNTS)
MAN ON RADIO: Sniper one,
leave that target pinned down
until we find out if it's
one of them or us, over.
(GUN FIRES)
(SHOUTS)
(GUN FIRES)
SEBASTIAN: Jesus Christ!
18: Warm body,
sir, warm body.
It's human.
(GUN FIRING)
Hold your fire.
Go on then, get out of here.
Go, go, go!
BINGHAM: Good work, sniper
one, you have backup, over.
What is she doing?
Evading our fire, it seems.
Well let's give her a
little bit of encouragement.
Go on then.
(GUN FIRING)
(GASPING)
Your go.
(GUN FIRES)
To you.
(GUN FIRES)
To you.
(GUN FIRING)
Jesus, some people don't know
nothing.
I don't believe
it, she made it.
You all right, mate?
Don't look at me like that.
She was the one that
didn't want to wait for ya.
This way.
(PANTING)
Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
You have no idea what
I've been through.
BINGHAM: Who are you?
I'm Mrs. Thatcher.
I live on the farm.
They came tonight, they did.
How many are there?
Six, seven maybe?
Plus some grotty little scumbag.
They're all in it together.
And my husband as
well, knowing him.
(WHOOSHES)
(MUMBLES)
I can't get it off.
(MUMBLING)
He's done it up too tight.
(MUMBLED) Yeah... get off...
knife.
What?
(MUMBLING) Pull my gag off
and...
Hold up.
Sorry mate.
Ah, okay.
Just cut it off, there's
a knife over there.
Where?
Over there on the
workbench, there's a knife.
Just cut it off.
What, there?
What, this one?
I can't see it.
MR. THATCHER: Over there
on the workbench, blindo,
right in front of ya.
SEBASTIAN: Well
I can't see one.
MR. THATCHER: Keep looking.
In there?
No, no no, don't
look in there!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Don't look at me, sport.
That was here when we moved in.
(CHUCKLES WEAKLY)
(WHOOSHES)
BINGHAM: You're
sure that's everything?
Yeah.
Yeah, I told you.
(MRS. THATCHER SIGHS)
Right.
I'll be off.
I got a heart
condition, you know.
I'm not a well woman.
Certainly.
Come with me?
Oh, thanks babes, but I
don't wanna bother you no more.
I'll be fine on
my own from here.
I insist.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Okay.
Might just nip behind that tree.
Here I go.
Been tied up half the night.
Absolutely bursting, I am.
Got a bladder like
a filled balloon.
Let me out!
What, end up
pickled like that lot?
No thanks.
You got all that coming
to you, sunshine.
MR. THATCHER: Come here!
(MRS. THATCHER SCREAMS)
(GUN FIRES)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
18: What'd you do that for?
She could've been
in league with them.
Could've?
What sort of
justification is that?
An uncertain one.
Now there's certainty.
You're mad.
This is madness.
This is war, 18.
You'd better decide whose
side you're on, before dawn.
Sun's up in four hours, 18.
Tick-tock.
I can't believe she's dead.
(SIGHS)
It's nearly 20 years
we been together.
She didn't deserve that.
I'm sorry.
Look, as one human
being to another,
you gotta let me
out, right, yeah?
Let me go.
I can't do that.
Look, it really
wasn't my fault.
I mean, when you
trace it all back,
it was Mrs. Thatcher's fault.
I mean, I loved her, but
she was fuckin' nuts.
(INTENSE MUSIC)
WOMAN: You had
me fooled once.
The lady's not concerned.
So, so what, look, look,
you're gonna untie me, yeah?
Nah.
(BULLET RICOCHETS)
Fucking hell.
(GUNS FIRING)
(LAUGHING)
second squad, hold
your positions.
Do not let a single
one out of your sights.
Third squad, you've
got two to your left.
(SERENE MUSIC)
Chen.
Where's the bloody cars?
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(ENGINE REVS)
(GUNS FIRING)
(TIRES SQUEAL)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(GUN FIRES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
SOLDIER: Stay where you are!
(GUNS FIRING)
Will you let me,
I know you're there,
for god's sake, do something!
Well that's not
gonna help, is it?
(BULLET RICOCHETS)
Okay, it was pretty helpful,
thank you very much.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
So quiet.
Better move.
Better keep moving.
(CROSSBOW FIRES)
(GUNS FIRING)
Chen.
- Chen?
- CHEN: Go.
Chen, no.
No no no, listen
to me, Vanessa.
Get out of here.
Chen.
(SOLEMN MUSIC)
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
Who's in there?
(GUNS FIRING)
(SHOUTING)
(GRUNTING)
(GUN FIRING)
Shoot him!
Shoot him!
I'm out!
Here, have one more.
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)
(SNARLS)
(SHOUTS)
(WHOOSHES)
(GRUNTS)
MAN ON RADIO: Enemy down.
We've got him, sir.
(CRACKS)
(THUDS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(MAN TALKING
INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO)
Keep searching.
We have a visual of
a lone female, over.
HENRY: We need to
get back to the house.
There's too many of them.
We're gonna die out here.
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
Shh.
(EGG CRACKS)
MAN ON RADIO: Over here.
We found her, sir.
We found her, over.
MAN ON RADIO:
We have a visual...
(CLUCKS)
In position, sir.
Oh.
MAN ON RADIO:
Awaiting orders.
(ROCKET FIRES)
(EXPLODING)
(CHICKEN CLUCKS AND SHOUTS)
Oi.
All right, lads.
Who's winning?
MR. THATCHER:
Yeah, who's winning?
Hi, Sebastian
HENRY: Anyone else
in here besides you two?
Well, there's a few hot
pickles in jars over there.
(LAUGHS)
Yeah.
We pick our hosts
quite carefully.
Yeah?
Worked out great, hasn't it?
It's not over yet.
If anyone can do it, she can.
(SOLEMN MUSIC)
(WIND BLOWING)
(GUN CLICKS)
(WALKER CLACKING)
SOLDIER: You all right, love?
Hold your position, soldier.
I, I, I don't hear very well.
Soldier, I said
hold your position!
They did terrible
things to me.
Really, really terrible things.
OFFICER: Soldier!
You're safe now.
Oh my.
Let's get you out of here.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(SQUELCHES)
Fire!
(GUN FIRING)
(CROSSBOW FIRES)
Shit.
We've barely two
squads left, Colonel.
It's not enough to
hold this place.
They're down as
well, Mr. Larousse.
There are only three of
them left, and they're hurt.
They won't try that again.
Actually sir, there's four.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Hello.
How's your evening panning out?
What do we do with her, sir?
Please, we have
to kill her now.
She's too dangerous to hold.
(CHUCKLES)
Little old me?
Please.
(GIGGLES)
18: Sir?
Break out the frame.
(GRINDER RATTLING)
(GRUNTS)
Take it easy.
Liable to hurt
yourself with that.
PETER: Are we the
only ones who made it?
Not quite.
Perfect.
My night's complete.
You and me both, Chuckles.
What the bloody hell's
happened to my living room?
What we gonna do?
(HENRY WHISPERING)
PETER: We need a plan.
Look, why don't you
just try talking to them.
(CLOCK TICKING)
Talking to them?
Yeah, you know, strike
up a little pow-wow.
What you got to lose?
They want to exterminate us.
Yeah, well you won't be
getting your deposit back,
that's for sure.
Yeah, well, they're
probably saying
the same thing out there.
Why don't you just go see
what their best offer is?
Okay.
And, (CLEARS THROAT),
how would we do that?
Well you're not seriously
asking him for advice...
You have any better
ideas right now?
Look mate, I've been around,
you know, I know the score.
I'm over 2000 years old, boy.
I fourth at the
Battle of Erbella.
I fought with
Alexander through Asia.
We conquered the known
world and we ruled as gods.
Oh, that's all well and
good and all that, but
what you done lately?
(VANESSA SCREAMING)
Oh, jeez.
(VANESSA SCREAMS)
Oh, just, come
on, just let me go,
come on, let me
down, this is done.
(VANESSA LAUGHS)
What's your name?
(SNARLS)
Death.
And I'm coming for you.
You should know better
than to hit a lady.
You're no lady, my dear.
You so much as lay
a finger on her,
touch her, or harm her
in any way, you will die.
You don't know
what you're doing.
BINGHAM: Maybe not, but
there is a cosmetic company
that will be here in
the morning that do.
And then what?
And then, me and my
men are going to retire,
somewhere far away from here.
And very fucking sunny.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
The other three vampires are
back in the farmhouse, sir,
with two warm bodies.
Any of ours?
Negative, sir.
I'm guessing it's the
farmer and the other one,
the mystery guest.
Now why haven't
they killed them?
Maybe they're keeping
their options open.
It's what I would do.
It is, is it?
So tell me, 18, what
will their next move be?
What would you do?
I'd make a deal.
VANESSA: Do you
like what you see?
You're completely healed.
It could be yours.
Every night,
in every conceivable way,
for all eternity.
How many of you are there?
Enough to farm you
like cattle if we wanted.
So why don't you?
We like our meat organic,
just as God intended.
What do you know of God?
VANESSA: More
than you, I wager.
How old are you?
Well now you're
just being personal.
(SNIFFS)
Wait till you see me
in daylight, darling,
it's a lot less flattering.
Ah.
I plan to.
Make no mistake about that.
As soon as the Colonel
has his precious samples
you will see the light.
(SNARLS)
Then we shall
share it together.
No, no no no no no.
She hardly broke the skin.
No!
Okay, and all those in
favor of Sebastian's idea.
No, he doesn't get a vote.
Why not?
Yes he does.
PETER: No, no he doesn't.
All right, fine, three to one.
Go on, Seba, tell us
how this plan works.
Well, you ever seen
a film called Zulu?
No!
No!
I am not one of them!
I am God's envoy.
Be grateful it's still me
who's in charge, Mr. Larousse.
There are others around
here who would see you burn.
MAN ON RADIO: Colonel,
we've got movement.
It's definitely one of theirs,
and it's one of the
humans from the house.
There's a hot one and a cold
body walking up the hill, sir.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
That's far enough.
Good evening.
Good evening.
HENRY: How are you
lot doing up there?
We're holding our own.
How about yourselves?
You know.
We've seen better nights.
I imagine you have.
You wanted to talk?
HENRY: Yeah, we wanted to go.
Go?
Go where?
Home.
Go abroad.
Basically anywhere
this isn't happening.
And why should we let you go?
You ever seen Zulu?
BINGHAM: The film, yes.
Well there you go, that
should speed things along.
You're proposing an
honorable withdrawal.
One settle, both
sides leave the field
with mutual respect
for each other.
Yeah, something like that.
How very civilized of us.
You know you've killed
more of us in one night
than anyone else
has in 1000 years.
Your place in
history is assured.
Supposing we did
just let you go.
How do we know you wouldn't
kill us the moment you got out?
Because there's
something else we want.
Our friend you're holding.
We're willing to
trade one of yours
for one of ours.
What's your name?
What does that matter?
It doesn't.
Do you know what I
have at the moment?
Tell me.
Certainty.
And for that, uncertainty's
no exchange at all.
(GUN FIRING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Henry.
(THUNDER CRASHING)
LAROUSSE: The lord is my
shepherd, I shall not want,
he maketh me to lie
down in green pastures.
He leadeth me beside
the still waters.
He restoreth my
soul and leadeth me
on the path of righteousness
for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk
through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I shall fear no evil,
for thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy
staff comfort me.
Put a muzzle on that one.
Listen to me, listen to me.
You can still walk
away from this.
If you release us you will live,
if you don't, you will die.
And disappoint my benefactors?
Whatever they're paying
you, we can double it.
Money's no object to us.
As tempting as that may
seem, I am a man of principles,
and they bribed me first.
I'm gonna do something I
haven't done in over 600 years.
And what's that?
I'm going to
enjoy killing you.
(BINGHAM CHUCKLES)
I like your confidence.
If only we could
bottle that too.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
MAN ON RADIO: Anyone
out there heard anything
from section three?
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON RADIO)
(WHOOSHES)
(CHITTERING)
Shit.
(WHOOSHES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Anyone in section three?
Shit!
What's going on?
Colonel, we've got a problem,
there's something out here.
(GUNS FIRING)
That's impossible, all
our targets are contained.
Negative, sir.
It's in the trees.
Talk to me.
Sir.
Come in, soldier.
What are your orders, sir?
(SCREAMS)
(SNARLS)
We can't hold the ridge.
We're being cut to
pieces out here, sir.
- Sir.
- Come in, soldier.
Start running!
Cover the retreat!
Soldier.
Sir.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON RADIO)
Fuck it.
(SQUELCHING)
(THUDS)
(SNARLING)
Shit.
Shit.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(WHIRRING AND BEEPING)
Kill them.
Do it now.
No, please,
Captain, don't do it.
You don't have to do it.
VANESSA: Henry.
It's time for me to go now.
(SQUELCHES)
No, Vanessa.
VANESSA: Love ya.
No, Vanessa.
No.
(EXPLODES)
(SHOUTS)
No!
(SHOUTS)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
WOMAN: In 200
meters, bear right.
In 200 meters, bear right.
You have reached
your destination.
But that's bollocks.
WOMAN: Turn
around when possible.
(HISSING)
Recalculating route.
18: Colonel!
WOMAN: Recalculating route.
18: Colonel!
(GRUNTS)
Wait, time out.
What?
Look mate, we don't
have to do this.
Let's just pretend we
ain't seen each other.
Sounds good to me.
Well there you go, mate.
(SCRAPING)
Can I let you into
a little secret?
You're doing me a favor.
(WIND HOWLING)
End it.
(SCRAPES)
End it.
(GUN CLICKS)
(GUN FIRING)
(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
Excuse me.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!
Stay back.
I'm not one of them,
I'm human, like you.
Don't come any closer.
Something horrible
out there in the woods,
something really horrible.
Creeping about, it's
horrible, please!
Look, let's just pretend we
didn't see each other, yeah?
What?
Go our separate ways.
No one needs to know.
What kinda sissy
attitude is that?
I mean you're a
soldier, I'm a civilian,
you're supposed to protect me.
I pay my taxes.
Most of 'em, most of the
time, you know what I mean.
Yeah, I guess so.
Hey, you got a car?
No.
You got a gun?
No, but I got a knife.
(CHUCKLES)
That's not a knife.
This is a knife.
I told you there was something
horrible out there, didn't I?
Yeah?
(LAUGHING)
You're all mine now,
you little fox digger.
(18 SHOUTS)
You killed a lot of
my friends tonight.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Thanks for that.
(GRUNTING)
(SQUELCHING)
You come on my land,
scare my chickens.
(SHOUTS)
He was like this
when I found him.
(CHUCKLES)
(ROARS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Yes.
Oh, you lucky bastard.
(KEYS JINGLE)
Ah yes.
(SLAMS)
ANGEL: Going somewhere?
Oh, come on.
Let me go.
After all we been through?
I need a ride.
You got a car, ain't ya?
ANGEL: Sun's coming up,
we can't drive in daylight.
Will you let me go after?
Of course, Sebastian.
We're nothing if
not appreciative.
(ENGINE STARTS)
So.
I get the Duke's whole
territory then, do I?
Oh, don't be ridiculous,
let me out of here.
We'll discuss it later.
Boniface.
(LAUGHS)
You're not kidding, are you?
Yeah.
(SNIFFS)
Yeah, you can have
the Duke's territory.
That make you happy?
Yeah, that makes me happy.
HENRY: Great let's go.
(GRUNTS)
Good meeting.
Yeah.
(THUDS)
(GRUNTING)
(WIND HOWLING)
Just give me a second here.
Huh.
(SNARLING)
(ENGINE RUMBLING)
(SHOUTING)
Wait!
(BRAKES SQUEAL)
Ah.
(SMOOCHES)
ANGEL: You made it.
Yeah, just about.
Watch it, Seba.
Thanks for hanging around.
Hey, it's all right.
You know me.
Is that my suit?
Fair exchange is no robbery.
(CHUCKLES)
Vanessa?
No, we're all that's left.
Well, you can still join us,
if you wanna change your mind.
I mean, what do you
say, Mr. Boniface?
We have some vacancies
crop up of late.
It's up to him.
We're all good lads.
(LAUGHS)
I withdraw my objection.
There you go, Seba.
Wanna join the family?
Uhm, Actually, can
I think about it?
All right, think about
it while you're driving.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(BANGING)
Let's get going!
Where we going, then?
HENRY: Anywhere
but here, Sebastian.
Anywhere but here.
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
Hold me close, don't
let me go, oh no
I, yes I love you and
I think that you know
Do you know
With your love light shining
Every cloud's got
a silver lining
So hold
(HISSES)
Me close, don't let me go
Hold me close,
don't let me go
Oh no
(HISSING)
And me, yes I'd love
if we stop at the show
Do you know
(RECORD SCRATCHES)
(SERENE MUSIC)
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young looking skin?
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blended pro-retinol A nanosome
with our highly protected
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Your love light
shining clearly
It's so good to
have you near me
So hold me close,
don't let me go
And if...
ANGEL: You might
wanna go the other way.
SEBASTIAN: Oh,
right, yeah, sorry.
(TRUCK TURNING)
'Cause I love the
things that you do
So hold me close,
don't let me go
Oh no
You see I, yes I love you
and I think that you know
Do you know?
With your love light shining
Every cloud's got
a silver lining
So hold me close,
don't let me go
(LAUGHING)
(LAUGHING)
We've gone wrong.
If that role gets tougher
Oh, I love you
No, I'll never
let you suffer
'Cause I love the
things that you do
So hold me close,
don't let me go,
Oh no
You and me, yes our love
it will grow and grow
Do you know
With your love light shining
Every cloud has
a silver lining
So hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Don't let
Me
Go
Hold me close
Closer, yeah
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Every boy thinks
he's special
And every boy
thinks he's someone
When you get that
little bit older
You realize that
you're no one
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Yeah
Every boy thinks
he's special
Every boy thinks
he's someone
When you get that
little bit older
You realize that
you're no one
Yo man, did you run away
From things you couldn't do
Young man, don't you run away
'Cause you're
not the only one
Deal me the cards that
will show me the light
Take away dark and
they show me the light
Deal me the cards that
will make it all right
Deal me the cards that
will show me the light
Take away dark and
they show me the light
Deal me the cards that
will make it all right
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)