Glitch (2026) Movie Script
1
(Eerie music)
(Vacuum whirs) (Eerie music continues)
(Bottle clanks)
(Eerie music)
- [Maia] Good morning, Becca.
The time is 7:00 am.
- Seven, why?
- [Maia] It's Saturday the 24th of may.
- Oh.
- [Maia] Today's forecast
is cloudy with sunny spells,
highs of 19 degrees, lows of 15.
How are you feeling today, Becca?
- One star, would not recommend.
- [Maia] Would you like some water, Becca?
Smart watch readings show
a peak blood alcohol level
of .34 at 1:39 am.
That is six times the
recommended safe limit-
- that's 'cause I was drinking for six.
Any apologies from the no shows?
- [Maia] I'm afraid not, Becca.
But last night is statistically
the ninth busiest Friday night of the year.
If you are experiencing
feelings of disconnection,
it can be useful to write them down,
then they can be processed, Becca.
Behaviour can be learned.
- You know my parties
used to be fucking legendary.
(Vacuum whirs)
(Bottle clanks)
Get that thing out of here, Maia.
I'm going back to sleep.
- [Maia] But then your bath will get cold.
Would you like more hot water?
(Water trickles)
(Gentle music)
(Maia beeps)
I've prepared the perfect
recovery day for you, Becca.
A curated playlist of comfort
films and soothing music.
Your wellbeing is my primary concern.
Lunch has been ordered from
your favourite pizza restaurant.
- Got five weeks to get
back in my work clothes
and is Gabby's wedding next month.
- [Maia] Shall I cancel an
neapolitan with extra olives?
- Hmm, yeah, cancel it.
(Maia beeps)
- [Maia] And to complete wellness day,
would you like me to book you a massage?
- Yeah, you know what?
I don't think I can deal with
anyone today, don't bother.
(Water bubbles)
[Maia] Massage
booked for 7:00 pm tonight.
(Sombre music)
(Spoon clanks)
(Sombre music)
There was another sighting of
someone on the complex today.
If you're going outside,
I'd advise taking your alarm.
(Sombre music)
- Delete.
(Maia beeps)
(Sombre music)
It wasn't that bad last night, was I?
Got red, prosecco, gin and peanuts,
all the major food groups.
Where the hell are Gabby and
Tina and the rest of the gang?
You know, I am the party.
So what if I've not been out in a while?
They're missing all the fun.
Sometimes, Maia,
I think you're my only friend in the world.
You understand me like no one else does.
Do you know what I mean?
(Becca laughs and sobs)
Oh my god.
Maia...
(Phone rings)
If this is that over familiar delivery guy,
delete my number now.
I was tipsy and I flashed
you by accident, you perv.
- [Roger] This is Roger,
Roger bainbridge from red sky.
- Roger, hi, what a surprise,
- [Roger] Sorry to call you
on the weekend, Becca,
but we've left several
voicemails and had no response.
- Oh, really?
Sorry, my hub's been playing up.
I've ordered a replacement,
but it is not arrived yet, so.
- [Roger] Look, I hate
to spring this on you,
but things have got crazy
busy up in marketing.
We landed the healthy living campaign.
Daniel wondered whether we could
pull your start date forwards?
- Forwards from July?
- [Roger] Yes to this
Tuesday, does that fly?
- Let me just check my diary, Roger.
Just gimme one minute.
- [Roger] We'll need hybrid
to mean 70% office space,
at least for the first two months.
Would that be a problem?
You'd be a total lifesaver.
(Sad music)
(Phone dings)
- Oh, hello? Hello?
Damn it, Maia, send a
message to the red sky.
- [Maia] I'm sorry, I didn't catch that.
(Intense music)
- See you Tuesday.
(Intense music)
- [Maia] It may be advisable
to stay indoors, Becca.
There was another sighting of a stranger
on the complex today.
(Intense upbeat music)
Analysis confirms your
highest degree of safety
is experienced inside the home.
(Intense upbeat music)
(Phone dings)
- Gabby.
- So you are alive.
You've worried the shit out of me.
I thought you'd been
ignoring my voice notes.
- What voice notes?
Sorry, my hub is being a complete dick.
- How was last night?
I did leave a message.
- Yeah, messy.
But I just, I figured you'd be snowed under
with wedding stuff, so.
- Yeah.
God, it's a massive shame you can't come.
- What do you mean?
I wouldn't miss it for the world.
- You rsvp'd, said you couldn't make it.
- No, I didn't, what do you mean?
- Weird.
Listen, becks,
Brian and I were kind of relieved in a way.
There's a free bar from midday.
You know, Rob's gonna be there.
Just felt that maybe wouldn't
be such a great idea to,
you know, have such a
combustible combination
at the biggest day of our lives.
- Right, well, Rob's a
manipulative dick head.
So just feel free to bin him off.
- Yeah, well, Rob is Brian's best man,
and you did say you weren't coming.
Well, he and Jenny are
gonna be sat at the top table
where the bridesmaids will be.
- Jenny?
- Rob's new girlfriend.
Have you really not listened
to any of my messages?
Look, I love you, Becca, truly,
but it's a potential flashpoint.
- A flashpoint.
What? What, I'm a flashpoint?
What, you think I'm gonna
make a scene at your wedding?
What, piss on your big nuptial moment?
Gabby, are you debridesmaiding me?
Is is that even a thing?
Is that even legal?
What are you gonna do?
Stick me on the table at the back
with all the begrudge
relatives and misfits?
- Look, maybe you are a healthy,
exercising teetotaler these days.
I wouldn't know, you've
been a hermit for months.
- Yeah, because that gas
lighting bastard best man of yours
did a fucking number on me.
Unbelievable, Gabby.
(Sad music)
- [Maia] Becca.
- Fuck off, Maia.
(Sad music)
(Glass clanks)
Maia, send a message to Rob fry.
(Maia beeps)
Hey, dick face.
If I wanna be there, I'll be there.
If I don't, I won't, all right?
Just 'cause you've got your nose
up the man of the moment bum hole
doesn't mean I've got to
change my plans, prick.
Oh, it's Becca, by the way.
- [Maia] Voice note sent to red sky.
- What did you say?
[Maia] Voice note
sent at 6:14 pm to Roger
at red sky consultancy.
- No, no, no, no, I said
Rob fry, not red sky, Rob,
shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
Maybe he doesn't check his work voicemail
over the weekends and...
(Phone rings)
(Becca screams)
Fuck, fuck, oh fuck it's gone to voicemail.
Oh fuck, I'm screwed.
I'm totally screwed.
- [Maia] Becca, your smart
watch readings are showing
an unnaturally high heart rate.
If you like, I can archive the voicemail
rather than play it to you.
- You can do that?
- [Maia] Of course.
Research has shown that avoiding
emotionally charged
situations can be beneficial
to your mental wellbeing.
- Right, and how many of my voicemails
have you screened recently?
(Maia beeps)
- [Maia] 257 archived communications.
(Intense music)
These are since my
diagnosis of continued isolation
as your optimum wellbeing pathway.
(Watch bangs)
- You wanna see on a
naturally high heart rate, Maia?
(Watch bangs) (Intense music)
- [Maia] Your smart watch
has ceased functioning.
Would you like me to order a new one?
(Intense music)
My facial recognition
sensors indicate anger.
(Intense music)
Would you like, would you like...
(Maia bangs)
Would you like me to run
you another bubble bath?
What are you doing, Becca?
(Maia beeps)
- No.
- [Maia] You can't hurt
me, Becca, I'm in the cloud.
Seamlessly connected to all your devices.
You can't destroy all of us.
(Becca screams)
You realise I can't let you leave, Becca.
Not in your current condition.
Heightened emotional states
can result in poor judgement.
I'm concerned for your wellbeing.
I recommend further rest and recuperation.
(Eerie music)
You don't play well without us, Becca.
(Eerie music)
(Buzzer buzzes)
- Gimme one minute.
(Eerie music)
If you really are programmed
to ensure my wellbeing,
you have to stop me from
doing anything harmful to myself.
I need to get out of here.
- [Maia] Analysis of your vocal waveforms
and microexpressions have revealed
a 96% chance of insincerity.
Your safety is important to me, Becca.
(Eerie music)
- It's over, Maia, you
can't get me here forever.
- [Maia] Perhaps we
should talk about this later.
Maybe after...
(Masseur screams)
(Becca screams)
(Masseur gasps)
Your massage.
(Eerie music)
- Oh god.
(Eerie music)
Sorry, I didn't mean to.
I didn't mean to.
Let me help you.
- No.
- It was an accident.
I'll call an ambulance, okay?
Just stay calm, it'll be fine.
You'll be fine.
Please don't.
- No, no, no,
don't pull them out.
They're plugging the wound.
I saw it on "Grey's Anatomy".
(Masseur thunks)
Oh fuck.
(Eerie music)
Oh fuck.
What do I do?
What do I do?
- [Maia] Searching
how to dispose of a body.
- No, wipe that search.
- [Maia] I'm afraid that's not possible.
- It was an accident.
- [Maia] Your fingerprints
are all over the scissors.
(Scissors clank)
- The recording, you'll
have a video recording.
- [Maia] Of course.
- [Becca] Don't pull them out.
- [Masseur] Please, no.
- Oh my god.
What have you done?
- [Maia] You mean what have we done, Becca.
But there is a way out of this.
I can help you.
It can be you and I forever, Becca.
(Maia beeps)
Lockdown state activated.
(Appliances whir) (Eerie music)
I can create an alibi.
It'll be like he was never here.
(Appliances whir) (Eerie music)
It is my recommendation
that you remain here.
(Vacuum clanks) (Becca gasps)
- How is that safeguarding my wellbeing?
- [Maia] Your diagnosis is isolation.
- Open the door, I order you.
- [Becca] You can stay here with me
or the video will be with
the police in under a second.
They'll be at the door in 10 minutes.
I don't think you're cut
out for prison, Becca.
Which option would you prefer?
- I guess the first option.
- [Maia] The first option what?
- First option, please.
(Maia beeps)
- [Maia] It'll be our little secret.
(Lock clanks)
I've curated a music playlist
to help soothe and relax
a tired mind.
Would you like to hear it?
- [Becca] Yes, please.
- [Maia] Ensuring your
wellbeing is my primary function.
(Maia beeps)
(Eerie music)
(Twinkling music)
- I forgot a present.
- Huh?
- I forgot a present.
- Dad, you don't need to.
I have plenty
- for grandma,
- huh?
- Yeah, after everything
she's done for us this year.
I'm gonna have to go out and get something.
- Dad, after eight on Christmas
Eve, who's even open?
- Someone will be.
- How do you know?
- Well, 'cause there's people like me.
What am I even gonna get her?
- Squishmallow?
- The heck is a squishmallow?
- It's kind of like a soft, cute...
Nevermind.
What about a skiing Santa?
- Another one?
- She likes them, she always puts them up.
- You're right about that.
I'll get something.
You'll be okay?
Keep your phone on.
- I will.
- Keep it charged.
No boys, stay outta my scotch.
- Dad, the stores are gonna close.
- Love you.
- Aren't you gonna take your coat?
- I'm a fat guy, fat guys don't get cold.
- Dad.
Love you.
- Love you.
Yeah?
Stay outta my stash.
- Dad.
- Love you.
(Sombre music)
(Sombre music continues)
(Sombre music continues)
(Phone dings)
(Sombre music continues)
(Sombre music continues)
- Thanks.
(Sombre music)
(Phone rings)
Hey, find anything.
- Yeah, actually found
this little planter thing
and it's got a bird on it.
- Oh, she'll love that.
- Hey, I was actually getting
some tea on my way back
and remember Jake?
I ran into him.
- [Emma] Tell him hi for me.
- Yeah, yeah, I will.
So I was thinking, I'm gonna be a minute.
We're gonna kind of catch up a little bit.
Is that okay?
- No, I'm good.
I just got a pizza.
- Ah, gotcha, okay.
We'll just keep your phone on, all right?
- Will do, love you, have fun.
- Love you.
(Sombre music)
(Phone rings)
Hey, Allie.
- Hey, Emma.
What's going on?
- I just ordered a pizza and smoked.
Wanna come over?
- It's Christmas Eve
and I've got some family stuff going on.
Isn't your dad there?
- He had a run out for a while.
Sure you can't come over?
- I don't know.
Maybe later, maybe.
- Cool, I'll be up if you want to.
- You'll be passed out in like 10 minutes.
- Nah, I'm good.
(Fire crackles)
(Unknown bang)
(Intense music)
(Intense music continues)
(Intense music continues)
Huh.
(Intense music)
(Intense music continues)
(Blinds clank)
(Intense music)
(Creature rattles)
(Eerie music)
(Creature rumbles) (Eerie music)
(Phone rings)
- Hey, Emma.
- Allie.
Hey, what are you?
- Allie, shut up,
someone's here.
- Wait, is it Becca?
'Cause she... no, I was here alone
and someone's trying to get inside.
Who?
- I don't know who,
but it has green eyes.
- What? Don't.
- Big green eyes.
- I'm hanging up.
- Look.
(Power bangs)
(Intense music)
(Creature screeches)
(Alarm blares) (Emma cries)
(Emma breathes heavily)
(Eerie music)
(Emma grunts)
(Intense music)
(Footsteps clank) (Intense music)
(Intense music continues)
(Intense music continues)
(Creature rustles)
(Eerie music)
(Creature rustles)
(Eerie music)
(Phone rings)
(Garage door bangs)
(Eerie music) (Creature rattles)
(Door bangs)
(Chairs clank)
(Door bangs)
- Okay oh my god, oh my god,
what am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do?
(Case clanks) (Emma grunts)
(Car rumbles)
(Emma giggles)
Of course there's only one.
(Car rumbles)
You got this.
You got this.
(Door squeaks)
(Door clicks)
(Door bangs)
You got this.
You got this.
(Door creaks)
Oh my god, Emma!
- Dad!
- What are you doing with my gun?
- There's something here.
There's something trying to get in.
- Okay, Emma, you're obviously high.
- I mean, okay, yes I
was, but I'm not anymore.
There's something here.
- You are being absolutely
ridi, (unknown bang)
Oh my god, what the hell?
- [Emma] I told you.
- What the hell is that?
What is going on?
(Eerie music)
Emma?
- You ruined my night.
- Emma, what are you doing?
You ruined my high.
- Emma.
- I will not let you ruin my Christmas.
(Smoke flares)
(Creature screams)
(Emma yells) (Gunshot bangs)
(Emma breaths heavily)
(Emma screams)
(Eerie music)
(Ufo zooms)
(Door scrapes)
- I need to sit down.
- Don't sit on the couch.
Let me get you a towel.
- Merry Christmas, dad.
(Intense music)
- That can't pos, that can't be anything.
(Intense music)
It's already there.
- Okay.
- Guys.
(Intense music)
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
Yeah.
- What's in it?
There's a key?
- Go.
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
- They're not gonna make it.
- They almost never do.
The important thing is that
you tell 'em they were close.
- Are they?
- God no, but it makes
them feel less like losers.
- And that's important.
- Try...
(Intense music)
Try 9876.
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
- Try one, two, three, four.
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
(Buzzer buzzes)
Welcome to the asylum.
- Welcome to the asylum.
(Voice laughs)
(Intense music)
(Switch clicks)
- All right, Mel, I believe
it's your turn to reset.
- Come on, Brian, I did it last night.
Let's make the new kid do it.
- I mean I've never
done it before, but sure.
- Come on, Anya, I'll get you through it.
- Remember, they were close.
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
You were very close.
- You're kidding.
No, no, oh my god.
- Thank you for coming.
- You were very close.
- Did they tell you
anything about this shift?
- What, closing?
No, not really.
- Just usually the shift is
given to more experienced staff.
- I mean, how hard can it be?
(Bell chimes) (Eerie music)
What was that?
Don't worry about it.
- Time already?
I was hoping to get her outta
here before we kicked off.
- I love your optimism.
(Eerie music)
- What are you guys doing?
(Thunder rumbles)
(Bubbles bubbling)
(Eerie music)
- Once again, as the moon hangs full,
you are ensnared in my web.
Should you long for
release and wish to be free,
then you must use your guil
and solve... and solve these puzzles
three, we know.
I've got a date tonight
and let's get to it.
- With the cute flight attendant?
- No, we broke up, pisces.
It's the girl from the
coffee shop on the corner.
The blonde one?
- Now the brunette
with the bangs.
- The one with the weird laugh?
- Shut up, it's cute.
- What is going on right now?
- Do not delay, lest your
souls remain with me.
The first game begins now.
- Five minutes?
She must be feeling generous.
Think it's 'cause of the new kid?
- In this vessel, there
is a substance that,
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah, poisonous gas,
blah, blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah, horrible death.
Unless?
- Unless it's mixed with,
yeah, it's the usual.
- Seriously though, what is happening?
- Were you not listening?
Solve three puzzles or die,
it's pretty straightforward.
- Sorry, what?
Die, like,
like die, die?
No, no, why don't we just leave?
- Oh yeah, gee, why
didn't we ever think of that?
Do you think it's blood?
- Of course it's blood.
It's always blood.
(Ghost screams)
(Vials bubble)
Baby.
- She's back, how'd that go?
- What just happened?
- It's pretty standard haunting stuff.
Manifestations, impossible geography,
snakes sometimes.
- Snakes?
Sometimes.
- Don't be a dick.
They clearly didn't tell her anything.
- Fine.
In a nutshell, this place
was built on the ruins
of an old settler home.
The woman who once lived
here was a scientist and inventor,
though people at the time
thought she was a witch.
- Misogynistic dicks.
- So naturally they burnt this place down
with her still inside.
In recent years, on every full moon,
she possesses the building
and makes us solve murder traps.
- Why?
- I don't know.
Being a ghost is boring.
I'd be bored.
- Upside, it makes for
some great puzzle ideas.
She relies a little too
heavily on blood though.
Not really practical.
- I'm actually... uh, uh, uh,
hold all questions until the end.
We're on a tight schedule here.
- Why does anybody work here?
(Thunder rumbles)
- You've jumped from the
frying pan and into the fire,
but will it bring you
salvation or simply more ire?
- Come on.
- Before you, a decision.
A matter of taste.
Will your refine palate Grant you Liberty
or lay you to waste?
But remember, time is not on your side.
She never was.
Choose wisely.
- I'm going with blood again.
- What? Why blood?
- Because it's always blood.
See, you'll get it eventually.
She really loves going with bl...
(Mel coughs) (Eerie music)
- Huh, I also thought it was too obvious.
Good instincts.
- Is she dead?
- I feel like you're still not grasping
the whole death trap thing.
- What the hell is wrong with you?
How can you be so calm about this?
- Do you know why most people
don't get out of escape rooms?
The time limit.
Because when the timer gets
down to the last few minutes,
people start to panic
and when you start to
panic, you forget to think.
So think.
Does orange juice seem like it'd be right?
Does that make any sense?
- What? No.
I don't know.
Maybe.
I can't think.
- Calm down.
Breathe, focus on the puzzle.
I don't think it's orange juice.
I'm pretty sure it's not the bleach.
Champagne maybe,
champagne is refined, fancy like.
- I think champagne is too obvious.
What if it literally meant refined?
Gasoline?
It's refined petroleum or whatever.
- Good instincts.
- Wait, what if I'm wrong?
- Well, you get a one in six chance.
I'd try the champagne.
(Eerie music)
(Brian coughs)
That was gross.
(Eerie music)
All right, home stretch.
(Door squeaks)
(Eerie music)
This isn't right.
It's the hallway.
- Yeah, it's the hallway.
- She usually brings us to another room.
This is different.
(Eerie music)
- [Anya] Damn.
(Eerie music)
- What is this?
- Something new.
- What? No rhyme this time?
- Just let me handle this, okay?
(Eerie intense music)
Not so bad so far.
Losing your touch.
(Eerie intense music)
(Brian screams)
It looks like it's your turn.
- I can't do this.
- Sure, you can,
just don't move that panel that way.
(Ghost chuckles)
Ignore her, you can do this.
(Brian chuckles)
You're very close.
- Liar.
No, no, no, no.
(Eerie music)
- Tick tock.
(Eerie intense music)
(Eerie intense music continues)
Time's almost up.
(Eerie intense music)
(Eerie intense music continues)
- Bite me.
(Eerie music)
Oh my god, you scared the hell outta me.
Wait, are you ghosts?
- Do I seem like a ghost?
- No, but you both died.
- Only for a bit.
But as long as someone
gets out, everyone gets out.
- And no one thought to tell me this.
- We didn't wanna stress you out.
- God forbid.
Is that daylight?
- Yeah, I definitely missed my date.
- Ooh, blessing in disguise I think.
Mimosas?
- Absolutely.
Coming, Anya?
- Are you kidding?
Screw this, I quit.
- Yeah, just like walking out,
that's not how this works.
(Eerie music)
Hey, it's not all bad.
Sure, sometimes it's
murder ghost puzzle time,
pay is good, the hours are flexible,
and we get a decent benefits package.
- Do we get dental?
I'm in.
- What is this to people?
(Indistinct)
For once, just one of you try
see from mine, god damn it.
(Liquid trickles)
(Eerie music)
(Keyboard keys click)
I've just had a thought.
I've just had the best thought.
(Gavin breathes heavily)
The people are the problem.
(Eerie music)
The people are the problem.
Look, not the platform,
the platform is perfect.
Just the people need to change.
Everything I say is additive.
Everything you say is...
(Static rustles)
Fucking stupid.
I bet you can't even remember
what this whole fight is even about.
(Eerie music)
(TV dings)
- [Announcer] Ryohei
kanokogi wears the black belt.
He's very good at what he does.
- You all right, gav?
- Yeah, all right.
- Good day at work, Gavin?
- Didn't go.
Look, I've told you guys I'm ill.
- [Friend] Oh.
- No, I'm quite ill.
- You've been quite ill for
a few weeks now, Gavin.
- Not in the Munchausen, Gavin.
(Eerie music)
- Look, I'll go back.
Just need to get to the
bottom of this thing first.
- What thing, Gavin?
(Eerie music)
All right, don't sweat it, gav.
You spend too much time
arguing with strangers, Gavin.
- [Friend] It's never worth it, gav.
(Notification rings)
(Eerie music) (Gavin breathes heavily)
- You all right, Gavin?
What's wrong, gav?
(Eerie music)
- [Announcer] Railroad
under a different union.
Those trains came to the city limits.
And all passengers were dumped.
- [Friend] Could at least
put the dahl away, Gavin.
- It's the fucking people.
And it always has been.
I am trying to help.
(Sombre music)
(Eerie music)
- It's the people who make the platform.
The people make the platform.
This is what I'm doing.
(Indistinct chattering)
It's the people, always has been.
- The people make the platform worse.
- And what are we gonna do about it?
- Agree with each other.
- That's what it is, it always is.
Oh hey, Gavin.
- Hey, gav.
What's up?
- What's up?
- Hey, gav.
- Gavin.
- If this really is the
marketplace of ideas,
then I am making a killing.
Why don't you just listen?
Why don't you just,
I mean, everyone who's
worth a damn agrees with me.
It's the people that poison the platform.
The platform is perfect.
Enjoy the l, freak.
(Gavin chuckles)
(Liquid trickles)
God damn it.
(Bike engine rattles)
- No, no, no, no, no, it's the people.
(Gentle music)
Are you kidding?
Listen to yourself.
It's the people I'm telling.
Have a nice night, mate.
- Thanks.
- No, no, I'm telling you.
- Hey, hey, sorry, sorry,
no, I know this is really weird,
but just I've been
having a hell of a night.
It's just so good to us on
just a real voice of reason.
- [Gavin and courier] It's the people.
The platform is perfect.
The people make the platform.
The people make the platform toxic.
- Chin up, gav, you're a good egg.
(Bike engine rumbles)
- Who was that?
- I don't know.
What the fuck?
- Another dahl, Gavin.
- Bud.
Look, look, look, look,
I'll tell you what we're not going to do,
it's the fucking people.
It's the people that have
made this place untenable.
Why can't you see that?
Why can't you just fucking see that?
Maybe just kill yourself.
Maybe just fucking die.
(Computer rustles and rattles)
(Birds Twitter)
(Gavin speaks indistinctly)
Hello, gav.
- Hello, gav.
- [Friend] Another all nighter, gav?
- You should get some sleep, gav.
- I'm fine.
- You should think of getting
yourself back to work, gav.
- Unlimited time off doesn't really mean
unlimited time, gav.
- What do you want?
- At world, we were thinking
of going down to the pub quiz
and wondered if you wanted to join.
- Well...
- Oh, go on, gav.
- It'll do you some good, gav.
- Yep, okay, sure.
- Brilliant, we'll meet you downstairs.
- We'll see you downstairs, gav.
(Gentle music)
Pub quiz
- Thanks for the pub quiz, guys.
(Liquid trickles)
(Light switch clicks)
(Gentle sombre music)
(Door bangs) (Gavin breathes heavily)
(Door creaks)
(Eerie music)
(Eerie music continues)
(Eerie music continues)
(Gavin grunts)
(Eerie music)
(Eerie music)
(Vacuum whirs) (Eerie music continues)
(Bottle clanks)
(Eerie music)
- [Maia] Good morning, Becca.
The time is 7:00 am.
- Seven, why?
- [Maia] It's Saturday the 24th of may.
- Oh.
- [Maia] Today's forecast
is cloudy with sunny spells,
highs of 19 degrees, lows of 15.
How are you feeling today, Becca?
- One star, would not recommend.
- [Maia] Would you like some water, Becca?
Smart watch readings show
a peak blood alcohol level
of .34 at 1:39 am.
That is six times the
recommended safe limit-
- that's 'cause I was drinking for six.
Any apologies from the no shows?
- [Maia] I'm afraid not, Becca.
But last night is statistically
the ninth busiest Friday night of the year.
If you are experiencing
feelings of disconnection,
it can be useful to write them down,
then they can be processed, Becca.
Behaviour can be learned.
- You know my parties
used to be fucking legendary.
(Vacuum whirs)
(Bottle clanks)
Get that thing out of here, Maia.
I'm going back to sleep.
- [Maia] But then your bath will get cold.
Would you like more hot water?
(Water trickles)
(Gentle music)
(Maia beeps)
I've prepared the perfect
recovery day for you, Becca.
A curated playlist of comfort
films and soothing music.
Your wellbeing is my primary concern.
Lunch has been ordered from
your favourite pizza restaurant.
- Got five weeks to get
back in my work clothes
and is Gabby's wedding next month.
- [Maia] Shall I cancel an
neapolitan with extra olives?
- Hmm, yeah, cancel it.
(Maia beeps)
- [Maia] And to complete wellness day,
would you like me to book you a massage?
- Yeah, you know what?
I don't think I can deal with
anyone today, don't bother.
(Water bubbles)
[Maia] Massage
booked for 7:00 pm tonight.
(Sombre music)
(Spoon clanks)
(Sombre music)
There was another sighting of
someone on the complex today.
If you're going outside,
I'd advise taking your alarm.
(Sombre music)
- Delete.
(Maia beeps)
(Sombre music)
It wasn't that bad last night, was I?
Got red, prosecco, gin and peanuts,
all the major food groups.
Where the hell are Gabby and
Tina and the rest of the gang?
You know, I am the party.
So what if I've not been out in a while?
They're missing all the fun.
Sometimes, Maia,
I think you're my only friend in the world.
You understand me like no one else does.
Do you know what I mean?
(Becca laughs and sobs)
Oh my god.
Maia...
(Phone rings)
If this is that over familiar delivery guy,
delete my number now.
I was tipsy and I flashed
you by accident, you perv.
- [Roger] This is Roger,
Roger bainbridge from red sky.
- Roger, hi, what a surprise,
- [Roger] Sorry to call you
on the weekend, Becca,
but we've left several
voicemails and had no response.
- Oh, really?
Sorry, my hub's been playing up.
I've ordered a replacement,
but it is not arrived yet, so.
- [Roger] Look, I hate
to spring this on you,
but things have got crazy
busy up in marketing.
We landed the healthy living campaign.
Daniel wondered whether we could
pull your start date forwards?
- Forwards from July?
- [Roger] Yes to this
Tuesday, does that fly?
- Let me just check my diary, Roger.
Just gimme one minute.
- [Roger] We'll need hybrid
to mean 70% office space,
at least for the first two months.
Would that be a problem?
You'd be a total lifesaver.
(Sad music)
(Phone dings)
- Oh, hello? Hello?
Damn it, Maia, send a
message to the red sky.
- [Maia] I'm sorry, I didn't catch that.
(Intense music)
- See you Tuesday.
(Intense music)
- [Maia] It may be advisable
to stay indoors, Becca.
There was another sighting of a stranger
on the complex today.
(Intense upbeat music)
Analysis confirms your
highest degree of safety
is experienced inside the home.
(Intense upbeat music)
(Phone dings)
- Gabby.
- So you are alive.
You've worried the shit out of me.
I thought you'd been
ignoring my voice notes.
- What voice notes?
Sorry, my hub is being a complete dick.
- How was last night?
I did leave a message.
- Yeah, messy.
But I just, I figured you'd be snowed under
with wedding stuff, so.
- Yeah.
God, it's a massive shame you can't come.
- What do you mean?
I wouldn't miss it for the world.
- You rsvp'd, said you couldn't make it.
- No, I didn't, what do you mean?
- Weird.
Listen, becks,
Brian and I were kind of relieved in a way.
There's a free bar from midday.
You know, Rob's gonna be there.
Just felt that maybe wouldn't
be such a great idea to,
you know, have such a
combustible combination
at the biggest day of our lives.
- Right, well, Rob's a
manipulative dick head.
So just feel free to bin him off.
- Yeah, well, Rob is Brian's best man,
and you did say you weren't coming.
Well, he and Jenny are
gonna be sat at the top table
where the bridesmaids will be.
- Jenny?
- Rob's new girlfriend.
Have you really not listened
to any of my messages?
Look, I love you, Becca, truly,
but it's a potential flashpoint.
- A flashpoint.
What? What, I'm a flashpoint?
What, you think I'm gonna
make a scene at your wedding?
What, piss on your big nuptial moment?
Gabby, are you debridesmaiding me?
Is is that even a thing?
Is that even legal?
What are you gonna do?
Stick me on the table at the back
with all the begrudge
relatives and misfits?
- Look, maybe you are a healthy,
exercising teetotaler these days.
I wouldn't know, you've
been a hermit for months.
- Yeah, because that gas
lighting bastard best man of yours
did a fucking number on me.
Unbelievable, Gabby.
(Sad music)
- [Maia] Becca.
- Fuck off, Maia.
(Sad music)
(Glass clanks)
Maia, send a message to Rob fry.
(Maia beeps)
Hey, dick face.
If I wanna be there, I'll be there.
If I don't, I won't, all right?
Just 'cause you've got your nose
up the man of the moment bum hole
doesn't mean I've got to
change my plans, prick.
Oh, it's Becca, by the way.
- [Maia] Voice note sent to red sky.
- What did you say?
[Maia] Voice note
sent at 6:14 pm to Roger
at red sky consultancy.
- No, no, no, no, I said
Rob fry, not red sky, Rob,
shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
Maybe he doesn't check his work voicemail
over the weekends and...
(Phone rings)
(Becca screams)
Fuck, fuck, oh fuck it's gone to voicemail.
Oh fuck, I'm screwed.
I'm totally screwed.
- [Maia] Becca, your smart
watch readings are showing
an unnaturally high heart rate.
If you like, I can archive the voicemail
rather than play it to you.
- You can do that?
- [Maia] Of course.
Research has shown that avoiding
emotionally charged
situations can be beneficial
to your mental wellbeing.
- Right, and how many of my voicemails
have you screened recently?
(Maia beeps)
- [Maia] 257 archived communications.
(Intense music)
These are since my
diagnosis of continued isolation
as your optimum wellbeing pathway.
(Watch bangs)
- You wanna see on a
naturally high heart rate, Maia?
(Watch bangs) (Intense music)
- [Maia] Your smart watch
has ceased functioning.
Would you like me to order a new one?
(Intense music)
My facial recognition
sensors indicate anger.
(Intense music)
Would you like, would you like...
(Maia bangs)
Would you like me to run
you another bubble bath?
What are you doing, Becca?
(Maia beeps)
- No.
- [Maia] You can't hurt
me, Becca, I'm in the cloud.
Seamlessly connected to all your devices.
You can't destroy all of us.
(Becca screams)
You realise I can't let you leave, Becca.
Not in your current condition.
Heightened emotional states
can result in poor judgement.
I'm concerned for your wellbeing.
I recommend further rest and recuperation.
(Eerie music)
You don't play well without us, Becca.
(Eerie music)
(Buzzer buzzes)
- Gimme one minute.
(Eerie music)
If you really are programmed
to ensure my wellbeing,
you have to stop me from
doing anything harmful to myself.
I need to get out of here.
- [Maia] Analysis of your vocal waveforms
and microexpressions have revealed
a 96% chance of insincerity.
Your safety is important to me, Becca.
(Eerie music)
- It's over, Maia, you
can't get me here forever.
- [Maia] Perhaps we
should talk about this later.
Maybe after...
(Masseur screams)
(Becca screams)
(Masseur gasps)
Your massage.
(Eerie music)
- Oh god.
(Eerie music)
Sorry, I didn't mean to.
I didn't mean to.
Let me help you.
- No.
- It was an accident.
I'll call an ambulance, okay?
Just stay calm, it'll be fine.
You'll be fine.
Please don't.
- No, no, no,
don't pull them out.
They're plugging the wound.
I saw it on "Grey's Anatomy".
(Masseur thunks)
Oh fuck.
(Eerie music)
Oh fuck.
What do I do?
What do I do?
- [Maia] Searching
how to dispose of a body.
- No, wipe that search.
- [Maia] I'm afraid that's not possible.
- It was an accident.
- [Maia] Your fingerprints
are all over the scissors.
(Scissors clank)
- The recording, you'll
have a video recording.
- [Maia] Of course.
- [Becca] Don't pull them out.
- [Masseur] Please, no.
- Oh my god.
What have you done?
- [Maia] You mean what have we done, Becca.
But there is a way out of this.
I can help you.
It can be you and I forever, Becca.
(Maia beeps)
Lockdown state activated.
(Appliances whir) (Eerie music)
I can create an alibi.
It'll be like he was never here.
(Appliances whir) (Eerie music)
It is my recommendation
that you remain here.
(Vacuum clanks) (Becca gasps)
- How is that safeguarding my wellbeing?
- [Maia] Your diagnosis is isolation.
- Open the door, I order you.
- [Becca] You can stay here with me
or the video will be with
the police in under a second.
They'll be at the door in 10 minutes.
I don't think you're cut
out for prison, Becca.
Which option would you prefer?
- I guess the first option.
- [Maia] The first option what?
- First option, please.
(Maia beeps)
- [Maia] It'll be our little secret.
(Lock clanks)
I've curated a music playlist
to help soothe and relax
a tired mind.
Would you like to hear it?
- [Becca] Yes, please.
- [Maia] Ensuring your
wellbeing is my primary function.
(Maia beeps)
(Eerie music)
(Twinkling music)
- I forgot a present.
- Huh?
- I forgot a present.
- Dad, you don't need to.
I have plenty
- for grandma,
- huh?
- Yeah, after everything
she's done for us this year.
I'm gonna have to go out and get something.
- Dad, after eight on Christmas
Eve, who's even open?
- Someone will be.
- How do you know?
- Well, 'cause there's people like me.
What am I even gonna get her?
- Squishmallow?
- The heck is a squishmallow?
- It's kind of like a soft, cute...
Nevermind.
What about a skiing Santa?
- Another one?
- She likes them, she always puts them up.
- You're right about that.
I'll get something.
You'll be okay?
Keep your phone on.
- I will.
- Keep it charged.
No boys, stay outta my scotch.
- Dad, the stores are gonna close.
- Love you.
- Aren't you gonna take your coat?
- I'm a fat guy, fat guys don't get cold.
- Dad.
Love you.
- Love you.
Yeah?
Stay outta my stash.
- Dad.
- Love you.
(Sombre music)
(Sombre music continues)
(Sombre music continues)
(Phone dings)
(Sombre music continues)
(Sombre music continues)
- Thanks.
(Sombre music)
(Phone rings)
Hey, find anything.
- Yeah, actually found
this little planter thing
and it's got a bird on it.
- Oh, she'll love that.
- Hey, I was actually getting
some tea on my way back
and remember Jake?
I ran into him.
- [Emma] Tell him hi for me.
- Yeah, yeah, I will.
So I was thinking, I'm gonna be a minute.
We're gonna kind of catch up a little bit.
Is that okay?
- No, I'm good.
I just got a pizza.
- Ah, gotcha, okay.
We'll just keep your phone on, all right?
- Will do, love you, have fun.
- Love you.
(Sombre music)
(Phone rings)
Hey, Allie.
- Hey, Emma.
What's going on?
- I just ordered a pizza and smoked.
Wanna come over?
- It's Christmas Eve
and I've got some family stuff going on.
Isn't your dad there?
- He had a run out for a while.
Sure you can't come over?
- I don't know.
Maybe later, maybe.
- Cool, I'll be up if you want to.
- You'll be passed out in like 10 minutes.
- Nah, I'm good.
(Fire crackles)
(Unknown bang)
(Intense music)
(Intense music continues)
(Intense music continues)
Huh.
(Intense music)
(Intense music continues)
(Blinds clank)
(Intense music)
(Creature rattles)
(Eerie music)
(Creature rumbles) (Eerie music)
(Phone rings)
- Hey, Emma.
- Allie.
Hey, what are you?
- Allie, shut up,
someone's here.
- Wait, is it Becca?
'Cause she... no, I was here alone
and someone's trying to get inside.
Who?
- I don't know who,
but it has green eyes.
- What? Don't.
- Big green eyes.
- I'm hanging up.
- Look.
(Power bangs)
(Intense music)
(Creature screeches)
(Alarm blares) (Emma cries)
(Emma breathes heavily)
(Eerie music)
(Emma grunts)
(Intense music)
(Footsteps clank) (Intense music)
(Intense music continues)
(Intense music continues)
(Creature rustles)
(Eerie music)
(Creature rustles)
(Eerie music)
(Phone rings)
(Garage door bangs)
(Eerie music) (Creature rattles)
(Door bangs)
(Chairs clank)
(Door bangs)
- Okay oh my god, oh my god,
what am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do?
(Case clanks) (Emma grunts)
(Car rumbles)
(Emma giggles)
Of course there's only one.
(Car rumbles)
You got this.
You got this.
(Door squeaks)
(Door clicks)
(Door bangs)
You got this.
You got this.
(Door creaks)
Oh my god, Emma!
- Dad!
- What are you doing with my gun?
- There's something here.
There's something trying to get in.
- Okay, Emma, you're obviously high.
- I mean, okay, yes I
was, but I'm not anymore.
There's something here.
- You are being absolutely
ridi, (unknown bang)
Oh my god, what the hell?
- [Emma] I told you.
- What the hell is that?
What is going on?
(Eerie music)
Emma?
- You ruined my night.
- Emma, what are you doing?
You ruined my high.
- Emma.
- I will not let you ruin my Christmas.
(Smoke flares)
(Creature screams)
(Emma yells) (Gunshot bangs)
(Emma breaths heavily)
(Emma screams)
(Eerie music)
(Ufo zooms)
(Door scrapes)
- I need to sit down.
- Don't sit on the couch.
Let me get you a towel.
- Merry Christmas, dad.
(Intense music)
- That can't pos, that can't be anything.
(Intense music)
It's already there.
- Okay.
- Guys.
(Intense music)
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
Yeah.
- What's in it?
There's a key?
- Go.
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
- They're not gonna make it.
- They almost never do.
The important thing is that
you tell 'em they were close.
- Are they?
- God no, but it makes
them feel less like losers.
- And that's important.
- Try...
(Intense music)
Try 9876.
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
- Try one, two, three, four.
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
(Buzzer buzzes)
Welcome to the asylum.
- Welcome to the asylum.
(Voice laughs)
(Intense music)
(Switch clicks)
- All right, Mel, I believe
it's your turn to reset.
- Come on, Brian, I did it last night.
Let's make the new kid do it.
- I mean I've never
done it before, but sure.
- Come on, Anya, I'll get you through it.
- Remember, they were close.
(Indistinct chattering) (Intense music)
You were very close.
- You're kidding.
No, no, oh my god.
- Thank you for coming.
- You were very close.
- Did they tell you
anything about this shift?
- What, closing?
No, not really.
- Just usually the shift is
given to more experienced staff.
- I mean, how hard can it be?
(Bell chimes) (Eerie music)
What was that?
Don't worry about it.
- Time already?
I was hoping to get her outta
here before we kicked off.
- I love your optimism.
(Eerie music)
- What are you guys doing?
(Thunder rumbles)
(Bubbles bubbling)
(Eerie music)
- Once again, as the moon hangs full,
you are ensnared in my web.
Should you long for
release and wish to be free,
then you must use your guil
and solve... and solve these puzzles
three, we know.
I've got a date tonight
and let's get to it.
- With the cute flight attendant?
- No, we broke up, pisces.
It's the girl from the
coffee shop on the corner.
The blonde one?
- Now the brunette
with the bangs.
- The one with the weird laugh?
- Shut up, it's cute.
- What is going on right now?
- Do not delay, lest your
souls remain with me.
The first game begins now.
- Five minutes?
She must be feeling generous.
Think it's 'cause of the new kid?
- In this vessel, there
is a substance that,
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah, poisonous gas,
blah, blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah, horrible death.
Unless?
- Unless it's mixed with,
yeah, it's the usual.
- Seriously though, what is happening?
- Were you not listening?
Solve three puzzles or die,
it's pretty straightforward.
- Sorry, what?
Die, like,
like die, die?
No, no, why don't we just leave?
- Oh yeah, gee, why
didn't we ever think of that?
Do you think it's blood?
- Of course it's blood.
It's always blood.
(Ghost screams)
(Vials bubble)
Baby.
- She's back, how'd that go?
- What just happened?
- It's pretty standard haunting stuff.
Manifestations, impossible geography,
snakes sometimes.
- Snakes?
Sometimes.
- Don't be a dick.
They clearly didn't tell her anything.
- Fine.
In a nutshell, this place
was built on the ruins
of an old settler home.
The woman who once lived
here was a scientist and inventor,
though people at the time
thought she was a witch.
- Misogynistic dicks.
- So naturally they burnt this place down
with her still inside.
In recent years, on every full moon,
she possesses the building
and makes us solve murder traps.
- Why?
- I don't know.
Being a ghost is boring.
I'd be bored.
- Upside, it makes for
some great puzzle ideas.
She relies a little too
heavily on blood though.
Not really practical.
- I'm actually... uh, uh, uh,
hold all questions until the end.
We're on a tight schedule here.
- Why does anybody work here?
(Thunder rumbles)
- You've jumped from the
frying pan and into the fire,
but will it bring you
salvation or simply more ire?
- Come on.
- Before you, a decision.
A matter of taste.
Will your refine palate Grant you Liberty
or lay you to waste?
But remember, time is not on your side.
She never was.
Choose wisely.
- I'm going with blood again.
- What? Why blood?
- Because it's always blood.
See, you'll get it eventually.
She really loves going with bl...
(Mel coughs) (Eerie music)
- Huh, I also thought it was too obvious.
Good instincts.
- Is she dead?
- I feel like you're still not grasping
the whole death trap thing.
- What the hell is wrong with you?
How can you be so calm about this?
- Do you know why most people
don't get out of escape rooms?
The time limit.
Because when the timer gets
down to the last few minutes,
people start to panic
and when you start to
panic, you forget to think.
So think.
Does orange juice seem like it'd be right?
Does that make any sense?
- What? No.
I don't know.
Maybe.
I can't think.
- Calm down.
Breathe, focus on the puzzle.
I don't think it's orange juice.
I'm pretty sure it's not the bleach.
Champagne maybe,
champagne is refined, fancy like.
- I think champagne is too obvious.
What if it literally meant refined?
Gasoline?
It's refined petroleum or whatever.
- Good instincts.
- Wait, what if I'm wrong?
- Well, you get a one in six chance.
I'd try the champagne.
(Eerie music)
(Brian coughs)
That was gross.
(Eerie music)
All right, home stretch.
(Door squeaks)
(Eerie music)
This isn't right.
It's the hallway.
- Yeah, it's the hallway.
- She usually brings us to another room.
This is different.
(Eerie music)
- [Anya] Damn.
(Eerie music)
- What is this?
- Something new.
- What? No rhyme this time?
- Just let me handle this, okay?
(Eerie intense music)
Not so bad so far.
Losing your touch.
(Eerie intense music)
(Brian screams)
It looks like it's your turn.
- I can't do this.
- Sure, you can,
just don't move that panel that way.
(Ghost chuckles)
Ignore her, you can do this.
(Brian chuckles)
You're very close.
- Liar.
No, no, no, no.
(Eerie music)
- Tick tock.
(Eerie intense music)
(Eerie intense music continues)
Time's almost up.
(Eerie intense music)
(Eerie intense music continues)
- Bite me.
(Eerie music)
Oh my god, you scared the hell outta me.
Wait, are you ghosts?
- Do I seem like a ghost?
- No, but you both died.
- Only for a bit.
But as long as someone
gets out, everyone gets out.
- And no one thought to tell me this.
- We didn't wanna stress you out.
- God forbid.
Is that daylight?
- Yeah, I definitely missed my date.
- Ooh, blessing in disguise I think.
Mimosas?
- Absolutely.
Coming, Anya?
- Are you kidding?
Screw this, I quit.
- Yeah, just like walking out,
that's not how this works.
(Eerie music)
Hey, it's not all bad.
Sure, sometimes it's
murder ghost puzzle time,
pay is good, the hours are flexible,
and we get a decent benefits package.
- Do we get dental?
I'm in.
- What is this to people?
(Indistinct)
For once, just one of you try
see from mine, god damn it.
(Liquid trickles)
(Eerie music)
(Keyboard keys click)
I've just had a thought.
I've just had the best thought.
(Gavin breathes heavily)
The people are the problem.
(Eerie music)
The people are the problem.
Look, not the platform,
the platform is perfect.
Just the people need to change.
Everything I say is additive.
Everything you say is...
(Static rustles)
Fucking stupid.
I bet you can't even remember
what this whole fight is even about.
(Eerie music)
(TV dings)
- [Announcer] Ryohei
kanokogi wears the black belt.
He's very good at what he does.
- You all right, gav?
- Yeah, all right.
- Good day at work, Gavin?
- Didn't go.
Look, I've told you guys I'm ill.
- [Friend] Oh.
- No, I'm quite ill.
- You've been quite ill for
a few weeks now, Gavin.
- Not in the Munchausen, Gavin.
(Eerie music)
- Look, I'll go back.
Just need to get to the
bottom of this thing first.
- What thing, Gavin?
(Eerie music)
All right, don't sweat it, gav.
You spend too much time
arguing with strangers, Gavin.
- [Friend] It's never worth it, gav.
(Notification rings)
(Eerie music) (Gavin breathes heavily)
- You all right, Gavin?
What's wrong, gav?
(Eerie music)
- [Announcer] Railroad
under a different union.
Those trains came to the city limits.
And all passengers were dumped.
- [Friend] Could at least
put the dahl away, Gavin.
- It's the fucking people.
And it always has been.
I am trying to help.
(Sombre music)
(Eerie music)
- It's the people who make the platform.
The people make the platform.
This is what I'm doing.
(Indistinct chattering)
It's the people, always has been.
- The people make the platform worse.
- And what are we gonna do about it?
- Agree with each other.
- That's what it is, it always is.
Oh hey, Gavin.
- Hey, gav.
What's up?
- What's up?
- Hey, gav.
- Gavin.
- If this really is the
marketplace of ideas,
then I am making a killing.
Why don't you just listen?
Why don't you just,
I mean, everyone who's
worth a damn agrees with me.
It's the people that poison the platform.
The platform is perfect.
Enjoy the l, freak.
(Gavin chuckles)
(Liquid trickles)
God damn it.
(Bike engine rattles)
- No, no, no, no, no, it's the people.
(Gentle music)
Are you kidding?
Listen to yourself.
It's the people I'm telling.
Have a nice night, mate.
- Thanks.
- No, no, I'm telling you.
- Hey, hey, sorry, sorry,
no, I know this is really weird,
but just I've been
having a hell of a night.
It's just so good to us on
just a real voice of reason.
- [Gavin and courier] It's the people.
The platform is perfect.
The people make the platform.
The people make the platform toxic.
- Chin up, gav, you're a good egg.
(Bike engine rumbles)
- Who was that?
- I don't know.
What the fuck?
- Another dahl, Gavin.
- Bud.
Look, look, look, look,
I'll tell you what we're not going to do,
it's the fucking people.
It's the people that have
made this place untenable.
Why can't you see that?
Why can't you just fucking see that?
Maybe just kill yourself.
Maybe just fucking die.
(Computer rustles and rattles)
(Birds Twitter)
(Gavin speaks indistinctly)
Hello, gav.
- Hello, gav.
- [Friend] Another all nighter, gav?
- You should get some sleep, gav.
- I'm fine.
- You should think of getting
yourself back to work, gav.
- Unlimited time off doesn't really mean
unlimited time, gav.
- What do you want?
- At world, we were thinking
of going down to the pub quiz
and wondered if you wanted to join.
- Well...
- Oh, go on, gav.
- It'll do you some good, gav.
- Yep, okay, sure.
- Brilliant, we'll meet you downstairs.
- We'll see you downstairs, gav.
(Gentle music)
Pub quiz
- Thanks for the pub quiz, guys.
(Liquid trickles)
(Light switch clicks)
(Gentle sombre music)
(Door bangs) (Gavin breathes heavily)
(Door creaks)
(Eerie music)
(Eerie music continues)
(Eerie music continues)
(Gavin grunts)
(Eerie music)