The Blade Cuts Deeper (2024) Movie Script
1
- Okay,
camera rolling.
- Speed, take four.
All right, and action.
- Good evening,
I am John Abbott.
A wise man once apined
that the pen was
mightier than the sword.
But tonight we will see
why the gun trumps both
as the ultimate dispenser of
both horror and heart rate.
As we delve into the
deepest, darkest depths
of the "Widowmaker Sniper",
both terrible and tragic,
it was at this very location
that the serial killer James
Castor branded The Widowmaker
by a petrified public,
finally had his reign
of evil ended when
he was cornered
and shot to death by police.
It was merely hours
earlier when the Widowmaker
had incorporated a new element
to his bloody
ritual of killings.
Having already taken four
lives over three days
of bloodshed, the Widowmaker
constructed a custom
video recording apparatus
that connected to the
scope of his rifle.
His morbid intention
was to record the gruesome
killings of his victims
so he could go home
and watch them die
over and over again.
Thankfully, police marksman
put paid to his
demented fantasy,
but not before he
claimed one last victim
and it was here
that that victim,
one Mrs. Jennifer Lowers,
was killed on camera.
Merely an hour earlier,
Mr. And Mrs. Lowers
had attended their
very first ultrasound
after getting pregnant.
The couple enjoyed
a carefree walk
through the park afterwards,
casually chatting about
names for the baby
and how to break the very
happy news to their in-laws.
But fate stepped in
to write a very different
and very, very tragic headline.
The following is a reenactment,
but viewer discretion
is advised.
Slowly, methodically,
painstakingly,
the Widowmaker prepares
to begin hunting,
his pulse racing.
The sniper seeks
an island of calm
before he begins
scanning for a target.
Finally with rifle loaded
and camera rolling, he's ready.
Once in position, he takes
a breath to compose himself.
His victim selected,
the Widowmaker
prepares to strike.
Bullseye.
Basking in the cold-blooded
thrill of the kill,
the sniper was unaware
that his nefarious
activities had been spotted
by a vigilant member of the
public who called the police.
The authorities mobilized swift
and converged on the maniac,
giving him no opportunity
to escape the scene.
Surrounded with no
chance of escape,
the Widowmaker decides
to go down shooting.
- On the floor!
- And his reign of terror
is abruptly ended.
Many people want their
five minutes of fame,
but for some, it comes
at the ultimate price,
their life.
Welcome to tonight's episode
of "Lights, Camera, Kill".
- Wow,
how's that for starting the
evening off with a bang?
I think we can all agree,
the Season One finale of
"Lights, Camera, Kill"
looks as though it's
gonna be the best yet.
And I am pretty confident,
most, if not all of you,
have managed to work out who
our special guest is tonight.
Yeah, you got it.
Accompanied by a cast member
of the very program
you've just watched,
it is my pleasure
to introduce to you
the visionary behind
"Lights, Camera, Kill"
the one, the only, John Abbott.
- Thank you Michelle.
It's great to be here tonight
in front of you
wonderful people.
Thank you all for being here.
Great to see you.
Yes, it's an absolute pleasure.
You see tonight,
and the season finale of
"Lights, Camera, Kill"
represents the end of a
long, hard journey for me.
You see, ladies and gentlemen,
when I set out to make LCK,
everyone told me that it was
a waste of my time and talent.
No mainstream channel
would touch it.
Investors were
thin on the ground
and indeed I found
out very quickly
that these days,
money men would prefer
to dump their hard earned
into virtue signaling excretia
as opposed to
entertaining television.
So I thought to hell with
it, I gave up on television
and I begged, borrowed and stole
enough cash to make
"Lights, Camera, Kill".
And here we are.
The show that they said
would never be made,
the show that they said
would never be a success,
well, it just goes to show
that they know
absolutely nothing.
With that said, we
thought that tonight
would be the perfect place
to screen a sneak peek
of the season finale
of "Lights, Camera, Kill"
before it streams live
next Tuesday night.
And we hoped that you would
all help to spread the word
using one of three hashtags
that we have created
for this episode.
So if you could all use
#JusticeforJennifer,
#TheWidowmaker, or our
original #LightsCameraKill,
you'll be letting others
know that we are here tonight
and that next Tuesday
is certainly something
that everybody should
be excited for.
- Okay, that's enough
shameless self-promotion.
- Allow me to introduce
my guest tonight.
Our lovely victim,
shot dead by the evil
and despicable sniper, Olivia.
So our season finale
of "Lights Camera Kill".
If you liked what
you saw, did you?
Well, you'll be glad to
know that you won't need
to wait long for more
Lights Camera Kill
as on Monday we start
filming Series Two.
That's seven more
episodes of hard hitting
and uncompromising real
crime investigation.
- That's fantastic, John.
But I believe there's another
piece of exciting news
for our fans here tonight.
- Indeed, there is, in
order to bridge the gap
until series two is finished,
we are also working
on a special episode
to stream live on November 5th.
I'm sure you can all guess
what event will be the
main focus of that one.
- I can tell you I'm pumped
about that special John,
and this brings us to the
Q&A section of the evening.
If it's all right, I'd
like to start things off
by asking a question myself.
You know I'm a big
fan of the show.
I'd just like to ask you,
John, what inspired you
to make this particular episode?
And I'd like to ask
Olivia, was it difficult
to step into the
shoes of someone
whose life ended so
violently and abruptly?
- For me, the tale of
the Widowmaker is almost,
it's almost like
a Greek tragedy.
The terrible toll of victims,
and particularly the suffering
of Jennifer Lowers, her husband
and her unborn child.
It's why I knew that it was
the story I had to tell.
- I didn't take on
the role lightly.
It's obviously not the same as
playing a fictional character
where you work your own nuances
and shapes into
their personality.
This was a real
person who was popular
amongst everyone that knew her,
and she came to such a
terrible, tragic end.
So as an actor, I wouldn't
be doing my job properly
if I didn't try my best to
represent her accurately
on screen, as well as respecting
the feelings of the
people she left behind.
She obviously loved
her husband very much.
They had so much
to look forward to.
- Please go ahead.
- Hi guys, given the huge,
huge success of your show,
are you planning on
using any of your profits
to donate to local charities
or helping organizations that
support victims of crime?
- With respect sir,
there are very many
people out there who
make a lot more than I do
and work nowhere near as hard
through their
involvement in production
of real crime TV,
film and literature.
I'd suggest that you
go and ask them first.
- With respect John, I'm
not asking them right now.
I'm asking you.
- Well, folks, it's
like I always say,
some people will do
anything for money
and their five minutes of fame.
- John, just move things on.
- Next question.
- What's wrong?
Was it the question
about the money?
- Of course not, sweetheart.
I don't give a fuck about them.
I saw someone in the
audience I recognized,
can't quite place him though.
He looked familiar but
different at the same time.
- You still okay
to take me home?
- Yes, yes, I'll drop you off.
What is it?
- Sophia is leaving.
She took a phone
call and walked out.
- No, no, no, no, look, listen.
You tell her to get
back into that room
and finish the edit.
That special needs to be
finished by the weekend.
- She's
headed to her car.
- Look, you get your arse
out into the car park
and you fucking stop her
before she fucking leaves.
- The car's gone.
- Look, you're a useless arse.
Who's gonna finish the edit now?
- I'll get
Jackson on it straight away.
- Well in that case, I'm
coming back right now.
- We'll be fine.
Go home, spend some
time with your wife.
- Sure, sure.
I'll just leave
responsibility of delivery
to the assistant editor.
Yeah, great idea.
- Great,
see you tomorrow.
- That was sarcasm,
I'm coming in.
Can you believe the turnout?
I was assured it
would be a full house.
Yeah, sold out.
They were her exact words.
But how many do you
think were there?
No, no, I'll tell you,
not fucking enough.
That's how many, and
what kind of buzz
are a handful of idiots
gonna make online.
You're gonna have to
walk the rest of the way.
- Not far from
here, two minutes.
- Good, you'll be
home in no time, now!
- Hi.
- Jennifer.
- Olivia?
- Jennifer.
- Please.
Jennifer is dead, I'm
just an actor there.
My name is Olivia.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
but I'm not Jennifer.
My name's Olivia.
- Jennifer.
- I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to leave you.
I'm here now.
- Olivia.
Olivia, Olivia.
Hello, Olivia.
- Hi sweetheart,
listen, apologies for earlier.
I know walking home
wasn't part of the deal,
but it really is
an emergency here,
I'll come over later and
we can talk some more
about future roles
once I'm finished.
- Kill, kill.
- Sophia's calling.
I need to take it.
I hope that this
call is to inform me
of your imminent return.
Well, I'm not even
sure that your job
will be waiting here
for you tomorrow.
What the fuck do you mean dear
that you can't make
it in tomorrow?
Family emergency.
Well, so what?
It's not my family,
why should I care?
No, wrong, that is
completely and utterly wrong.
All I care about is
getting the next episode
of my award-winning
TV show finished.
At which point you'll
have plenty of time
to nurse your elderly
parents to death
because you will
be out of a job.
Hey, hold that door.
I haven't seen you
before, you new?
- Yes sir, my name's Noah.
I started today.
- Okay Noah, American are we?
- Got that right.
Texas born and bred.
- Interesting.
- Mr. Abbott, can I ask, the
artwork for the new episode?
- Ah yes, bring something
along to the edit bay
in about 20, I'll have a look.
- Okay, it's just that.
- Do you know the difference
between the US and
a pot of yogurt?
If you left a pot
of yogurt alone
for 300 years, it would
develop a fucking culture.
- So that's box man?
- Don't take it personally.
- Evening John.
Any news on the furniture?
- What?
- Oh, well we've been here
for a month now, John.
And I'm still using the
equipment from the last company
who owned the place.
- And?
- And it would be nice
to have a comfortable chair,
surveillance equipment
from this century.
I don't know, decorate.
- Yes, yes, darling, fine.
I'll put an order in
for a vibrating chair
so you can have a nap at work.
Would that make you happy?
- Yeah, you try sitting
on a stool all night.
- This new security
guard, does he seem okay?
- What?
- The new rent a cop.
These guys aren't as
cheap as they should be,
you know, but seem okay.
Competent, does he
appear to have a brain?
- Yeah, yeah, he seems fine.
Well, I'm covering
while he gets to grips
with the night shift,
but he should be starting
the reception from Monday.
Oh, John, John,
your idea, not mine.
- Quicker to train an ape
than a fucking Yankee twat.
- Hi, yeah, no, I'm still here.
- Celebrate, for most this
time of year was a chance
to revel in the spectacle.
Waste of fucking money.
But not all want to
remember, remember
the 5th of November, right?
- Come back.
What's the lake
said it look like?
- So the dreaded first
day or night in your case,
how's it going?
- Can't complain.
You know, night shift's
not for everyone.
I quite like it,
once you acclimatize,
you know, money's decent.
Most places are
quiet after hours.
- It usually is here.
Just watch out for motor
mouth when he's on a deadline.
He's a cantankerous cunt,
as you might have noticed.
- Well thanks for the
warning and yeah, I noticed.
- Got any plans for the weekend?
- Yeah, bottle of wine,
some dinner with you.
- No chance, I'll be working
here for the rest of my life.
- Ladies first.
- Thank you kind sir.
- Did you design all
these here posters?
- Yeah, gratuitous
to say the least.
- Nah, I kind of like them.
- Thanks, so does Abbott.
It is the first thing
he did when we moved in,
hung all the posters along
here for everyone to see.
Rita refers to it
as his ego walkway.
- Well, we've got one
thing in common then.
- What's that?
- Our shitty taste in art.
- How's Rita settling you in?
- Oh, she's great.
She spends all her
time on her phone
gossiping with her friends.
- Yeah, take notes,
when she's not here,
you'll be the one
answering the phones
and dishing all the dirt.
- Yeah.
Yeah, it's quite sad actually.
Oh, hang on a sec, hello?
Hello.
Noah, are you there?
We've got a randomer
at the front door,
probably a drunk.
Can you come and bid
him goodnight please?
- No problem,
I'm on my way.
- Security will be with
you shortly, thanks.
- Hey, what's up?
- Idiot at the front door.
- All right, I'll
go take a look.
- You there, yeah, I can't
believe it to be honest.
He was.
- Hello, anyone there?
Hey, anyone here?
I'll be a son of a bitch.
Fuck it.
- He has really painted
himself into a corner.
But it's one thing to
fall out with your nearest
and dearest but like this.
Yeah, exactly.
He's taken a giant
shit on his doorstep
and it expects everyone
else to wipe his arse.
What did you think of the show?
I'm not gonna lie, I watched
it all in one sitting.
Yeah, honestly, once it
started I couldn't turn it off.
Yeah, yeah, it's
definitely worth a look.
- There's no way we
can leave that line in.
- Yes, yes sweetheart,
it is a line that sticks
in people's minds.
They won't forget it.
- Yeah, but it's just so cheesy.
- It doesn't matter.
These sorts of lines,
they end up being quoted.
They help people
spread the word.
Look, it is easy to remember
and when it is easy to remember,
people tell their
friends about it
and the more people
know about it,
the more people that
will fucking watch.
I can't believe I have
to explain this to you.
It's embarrassing.
- Come on Nathan,
what's your opinion?
- I don't care, keep it in.
- Ah, you see the
writer is on board.
He says keep it in.
Oh yeah.
While I think on it, Nathan,
that little film festival
you sent me to earlier.
- Great, so how'd it go?
- It was a total and
utter waste of time.
You assured me that Michelle
had a large following,
sold out was a particularly
contentious phrase
that I heard banded around.
- Well it's a local festival.
It is difficult to get people
interested in smaller events.
- Yes, well it would've
been useful to know that
before I wasted my valuable time
talking to what may
have been 15 people.
Oh, that bloody radio of
yours, for Christ sake Nathan,
how many times have I told you.
- Excuse me, chaps.
- Go on then, fuck off.
- I don't mind doing the over
time, but if I have a life.
Yeah, all right, bye.
- Where do you
think you're going?
- I just thought it'd
be an opportune moment
to answer the call of nature.
- Yeah, you go get yourself
a little deep fried Mars bar.
But that line stays in.
- Right.
Racist cunt.
- The fifth of
November, remember.
Hello?
For fuck sake.
- Yeah, it's me.
I need to hire an editor,
as soon as possible.
- Jesus.
- Why are you
pissing in the dark?
- Well the lights were
on when I came in.
You scared the shit
outta me there.
- Sorry.
- Know I think Abbott's right.
You need to keep that thing
switched off when
you're at work.
- He just loves to complain.
This little Butte has
landed us some great scoops
in the past and
she will do again.
He knows it too.
- Yeah, if you say so,
I got paid yesterday.
- What?
- I got paid yesterday
and Abbott said he was gonna
give me a little extra,
you know, for appearing
in that last episode
we shot for Series One.
- How much did you get paid?
- Nothing, that's the point.
You said he'd give
500 for appearing
and then a little on top of
that to cover travel expenses.
But he hasn't even
paid my petrol.
- Have you spoken
to him about it?
- How much did you
get for appearing?
- I'm nipping out.
Do you want anything
from the shop?
- No, thanks.
Nathan.
You wouldn't perhaps turn
off the lights, nay bother.
Bollocks.
- Well, my issue
is that the editor
you have provided me
with has neither the wit
nor the wisdom to work
on a job such as this.
Oh yes and he also
needs to learn
when to keep his
fucking mouth shut.
Excuse me, oh, who
am I, who are you?
I am John Abbot and
I'm making something.
- Abbott, check this out,
fucking nailed it mate.
- Hello, Mr. Roberts.
I've finished working
on the latest poster
you asked for and.
- 999,
what's your emergency?
- Help me, he's got a knife.
He's killed someone and
now he's coming for me.
- Stay calm
Miss, do you know who it is?
Where are they now?
- I don't know, I don't
know, they entered the room
and Jackson was dead.
His throat was cut.
- Tell me where
you are, tell me your name.
I need to know your
name, are you there?
It's really important that
you tell me where you are.
Can you talk to me?
- The lift, it stopped.
- Are you trapped?
- No.
- Stay inside
the lift, do not get out.
Stay in the lift, don't move.
Tell me the address
so I can get someone
home as soon as possible.
Do you have control
of the lift door?
- What?
- Can the door
be opened from the outside?
Make sure that no one
can open that door.
Keep talking to me Miss,
please tell me where you are.
Are you okay?
You me still here me?
It's gonna be okay.
- Confirm
reports of a stabbing suspect
could still be in
the area, over.
Location, over.
Racing corporation
for that, over.
- Fuck a duck, Abbott.
Abbott!
- Yes, yes, I don't care
about the that you contract.
I want did tomorrow
at 8:00 AM sharp
because I've got
a program to make.
I've gotta go, Ciao.
I don't appreciate being
interrupted Nathan.
What is it?
- The radio, dispatch saying
there's a knife
man on the loose.
- Bloody radio of yours.
Okay, let's get on it.
Better be someone in reception
to open the fucking door.
Where the hell's Rita?
Or that redneck twat?
Hey,
who the fuck just let us in?
- Control, over.
- Come on, come on.
What have you got for us?
- Okay,
on the ninth, one
operator believe
could also be KSI.
- Christ, two deaths.
Let's get back to the booth.
- Now a grade one
call, location is confirmed
and officers are advised
to proceed with caution
on arriving at Crash Studios.
Repeat, officer inbound
to grade one Crash Studios
should proceed with all caution.
- Wait, did I just
hear that right?
The police have been called
to a double murder here.
- It's a hoax, someone's
fucking with us.
Where's that useless editor?
- Abbott wait.
- That's Jennifer Lowers.
- Don't touch anything.
- But the episode.
- This is a crime scene.
- Let's get the
fuck out of here.
What are you doing?
- The phones.
- What is it?
John.
John.
Open the door John.
- It's over.
- Open the door, John.
- Everything I've
built, it's over.
- Don't say that
we can do anything.
I really love it here.
No one else would touch me.
- You were cheap.
- Why are you doing this to me?
I just tell stories.
And people love them.
It doesn't matter
what you've done,
it only matters
what they see.
- This is the police, is
anyone there, the police.
The door is locked.
Everyone out!
- Okay,
camera rolling.
- Speed, take four.
All right, and action.
- Good evening,
I am John Abbott.
A wise man once apined
that the pen was
mightier than the sword.
But tonight we will see
why the gun trumps both
as the ultimate dispenser of
both horror and heart rate.
As we delve into the
deepest, darkest depths
of the "Widowmaker Sniper",
both terrible and tragic,
it was at this very location
that the serial killer James
Castor branded The Widowmaker
by a petrified public,
finally had his reign
of evil ended when
he was cornered
and shot to death by police.
It was merely hours
earlier when the Widowmaker
had incorporated a new element
to his bloody
ritual of killings.
Having already taken four
lives over three days
of bloodshed, the Widowmaker
constructed a custom
video recording apparatus
that connected to the
scope of his rifle.
His morbid intention
was to record the gruesome
killings of his victims
so he could go home
and watch them die
over and over again.
Thankfully, police marksman
put paid to his
demented fantasy,
but not before he
claimed one last victim
and it was here
that that victim,
one Mrs. Jennifer Lowers,
was killed on camera.
Merely an hour earlier,
Mr. And Mrs. Lowers
had attended their
very first ultrasound
after getting pregnant.
The couple enjoyed
a carefree walk
through the park afterwards,
casually chatting about
names for the baby
and how to break the very
happy news to their in-laws.
But fate stepped in
to write a very different
and very, very tragic headline.
The following is a reenactment,
but viewer discretion
is advised.
Slowly, methodically,
painstakingly,
the Widowmaker prepares
to begin hunting,
his pulse racing.
The sniper seeks
an island of calm
before he begins
scanning for a target.
Finally with rifle loaded
and camera rolling, he's ready.
Once in position, he takes
a breath to compose himself.
His victim selected,
the Widowmaker
prepares to strike.
Bullseye.
Basking in the cold-blooded
thrill of the kill,
the sniper was unaware
that his nefarious
activities had been spotted
by a vigilant member of the
public who called the police.
The authorities mobilized swift
and converged on the maniac,
giving him no opportunity
to escape the scene.
Surrounded with no
chance of escape,
the Widowmaker decides
to go down shooting.
- On the floor!
- And his reign of terror
is abruptly ended.
Many people want their
five minutes of fame,
but for some, it comes
at the ultimate price,
their life.
Welcome to tonight's episode
of "Lights, Camera, Kill".
- Wow,
how's that for starting the
evening off with a bang?
I think we can all agree,
the Season One finale of
"Lights, Camera, Kill"
looks as though it's
gonna be the best yet.
And I am pretty confident,
most, if not all of you,
have managed to work out who
our special guest is tonight.
Yeah, you got it.
Accompanied by a cast member
of the very program
you've just watched,
it is my pleasure
to introduce to you
the visionary behind
"Lights, Camera, Kill"
the one, the only, John Abbott.
- Thank you Michelle.
It's great to be here tonight
in front of you
wonderful people.
Thank you all for being here.
Great to see you.
Yes, it's an absolute pleasure.
You see tonight,
and the season finale of
"Lights, Camera, Kill"
represents the end of a
long, hard journey for me.
You see, ladies and gentlemen,
when I set out to make LCK,
everyone told me that it was
a waste of my time and talent.
No mainstream channel
would touch it.
Investors were
thin on the ground
and indeed I found
out very quickly
that these days,
money men would prefer
to dump their hard earned
into virtue signaling excretia
as opposed to
entertaining television.
So I thought to hell with
it, I gave up on television
and I begged, borrowed and stole
enough cash to make
"Lights, Camera, Kill".
And here we are.
The show that they said
would never be made,
the show that they said
would never be a success,
well, it just goes to show
that they know
absolutely nothing.
With that said, we
thought that tonight
would be the perfect place
to screen a sneak peek
of the season finale
of "Lights, Camera, Kill"
before it streams live
next Tuesday night.
And we hoped that you would
all help to spread the word
using one of three hashtags
that we have created
for this episode.
So if you could all use
#JusticeforJennifer,
#TheWidowmaker, or our
original #LightsCameraKill,
you'll be letting others
know that we are here tonight
and that next Tuesday
is certainly something
that everybody should
be excited for.
- Okay, that's enough
shameless self-promotion.
- Allow me to introduce
my guest tonight.
Our lovely victim,
shot dead by the evil
and despicable sniper, Olivia.
So our season finale
of "Lights Camera Kill".
If you liked what
you saw, did you?
Well, you'll be glad to
know that you won't need
to wait long for more
Lights Camera Kill
as on Monday we start
filming Series Two.
That's seven more
episodes of hard hitting
and uncompromising real
crime investigation.
- That's fantastic, John.
But I believe there's another
piece of exciting news
for our fans here tonight.
- Indeed, there is, in
order to bridge the gap
until series two is finished,
we are also working
on a special episode
to stream live on November 5th.
I'm sure you can all guess
what event will be the
main focus of that one.
- I can tell you I'm pumped
about that special John,
and this brings us to the
Q&A section of the evening.
If it's all right, I'd
like to start things off
by asking a question myself.
You know I'm a big
fan of the show.
I'd just like to ask you,
John, what inspired you
to make this particular episode?
And I'd like to ask
Olivia, was it difficult
to step into the
shoes of someone
whose life ended so
violently and abruptly?
- For me, the tale of
the Widowmaker is almost,
it's almost like
a Greek tragedy.
The terrible toll of victims,
and particularly the suffering
of Jennifer Lowers, her husband
and her unborn child.
It's why I knew that it was
the story I had to tell.
- I didn't take on
the role lightly.
It's obviously not the same as
playing a fictional character
where you work your own nuances
and shapes into
their personality.
This was a real
person who was popular
amongst everyone that knew her,
and she came to such a
terrible, tragic end.
So as an actor, I wouldn't
be doing my job properly
if I didn't try my best to
represent her accurately
on screen, as well as respecting
the feelings of the
people she left behind.
She obviously loved
her husband very much.
They had so much
to look forward to.
- Please go ahead.
- Hi guys, given the huge,
huge success of your show,
are you planning on
using any of your profits
to donate to local charities
or helping organizations that
support victims of crime?
- With respect sir,
there are very many
people out there who
make a lot more than I do
and work nowhere near as hard
through their
involvement in production
of real crime TV,
film and literature.
I'd suggest that you
go and ask them first.
- With respect John, I'm
not asking them right now.
I'm asking you.
- Well, folks, it's
like I always say,
some people will do
anything for money
and their five minutes of fame.
- John, just move things on.
- Next question.
- What's wrong?
Was it the question
about the money?
- Of course not, sweetheart.
I don't give a fuck about them.
I saw someone in the
audience I recognized,
can't quite place him though.
He looked familiar but
different at the same time.
- You still okay
to take me home?
- Yes, yes, I'll drop you off.
What is it?
- Sophia is leaving.
She took a phone
call and walked out.
- No, no, no, no, look, listen.
You tell her to get
back into that room
and finish the edit.
That special needs to be
finished by the weekend.
- She's
headed to her car.
- Look, you get your arse
out into the car park
and you fucking stop her
before she fucking leaves.
- The car's gone.
- Look, you're a useless arse.
Who's gonna finish the edit now?
- I'll get
Jackson on it straight away.
- Well in that case, I'm
coming back right now.
- We'll be fine.
Go home, spend some
time with your wife.
- Sure, sure.
I'll just leave
responsibility of delivery
to the assistant editor.
Yeah, great idea.
- Great,
see you tomorrow.
- That was sarcasm,
I'm coming in.
Can you believe the turnout?
I was assured it
would be a full house.
Yeah, sold out.
They were her exact words.
But how many do you
think were there?
No, no, I'll tell you,
not fucking enough.
That's how many, and
what kind of buzz
are a handful of idiots
gonna make online.
You're gonna have to
walk the rest of the way.
- Not far from
here, two minutes.
- Good, you'll be
home in no time, now!
- Hi.
- Jennifer.
- Olivia?
- Jennifer.
- Please.
Jennifer is dead, I'm
just an actor there.
My name is Olivia.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
but I'm not Jennifer.
My name's Olivia.
- Jennifer.
- I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to leave you.
I'm here now.
- Olivia.
Olivia, Olivia.
Hello, Olivia.
- Hi sweetheart,
listen, apologies for earlier.
I know walking home
wasn't part of the deal,
but it really is
an emergency here,
I'll come over later and
we can talk some more
about future roles
once I'm finished.
- Kill, kill.
- Sophia's calling.
I need to take it.
I hope that this
call is to inform me
of your imminent return.
Well, I'm not even
sure that your job
will be waiting here
for you tomorrow.
What the fuck do you mean dear
that you can't make
it in tomorrow?
Family emergency.
Well, so what?
It's not my family,
why should I care?
No, wrong, that is
completely and utterly wrong.
All I care about is
getting the next episode
of my award-winning
TV show finished.
At which point you'll
have plenty of time
to nurse your elderly
parents to death
because you will
be out of a job.
Hey, hold that door.
I haven't seen you
before, you new?
- Yes sir, my name's Noah.
I started today.
- Okay Noah, American are we?
- Got that right.
Texas born and bred.
- Interesting.
- Mr. Abbott, can I ask, the
artwork for the new episode?
- Ah yes, bring something
along to the edit bay
in about 20, I'll have a look.
- Okay, it's just that.
- Do you know the difference
between the US and
a pot of yogurt?
If you left a pot
of yogurt alone
for 300 years, it would
develop a fucking culture.
- So that's box man?
- Don't take it personally.
- Evening John.
Any news on the furniture?
- What?
- Oh, well we've been here
for a month now, John.
And I'm still using the
equipment from the last company
who owned the place.
- And?
- And it would be nice
to have a comfortable chair,
surveillance equipment
from this century.
I don't know, decorate.
- Yes, yes, darling, fine.
I'll put an order in
for a vibrating chair
so you can have a nap at work.
Would that make you happy?
- Yeah, you try sitting
on a stool all night.
- This new security
guard, does he seem okay?
- What?
- The new rent a cop.
These guys aren't as
cheap as they should be,
you know, but seem okay.
Competent, does he
appear to have a brain?
- Yeah, yeah, he seems fine.
Well, I'm covering
while he gets to grips
with the night shift,
but he should be starting
the reception from Monday.
Oh, John, John,
your idea, not mine.
- Quicker to train an ape
than a fucking Yankee twat.
- Hi, yeah, no, I'm still here.
- Celebrate, for most this
time of year was a chance
to revel in the spectacle.
Waste of fucking money.
But not all want to
remember, remember
the 5th of November, right?
- Come back.
What's the lake
said it look like?
- So the dreaded first
day or night in your case,
how's it going?
- Can't complain.
You know, night shift's
not for everyone.
I quite like it,
once you acclimatize,
you know, money's decent.
Most places are
quiet after hours.
- It usually is here.
Just watch out for motor
mouth when he's on a deadline.
He's a cantankerous cunt,
as you might have noticed.
- Well thanks for the
warning and yeah, I noticed.
- Got any plans for the weekend?
- Yeah, bottle of wine,
some dinner with you.
- No chance, I'll be working
here for the rest of my life.
- Ladies first.
- Thank you kind sir.
- Did you design all
these here posters?
- Yeah, gratuitous
to say the least.
- Nah, I kind of like them.
- Thanks, so does Abbott.
It is the first thing
he did when we moved in,
hung all the posters along
here for everyone to see.
Rita refers to it
as his ego walkway.
- Well, we've got one
thing in common then.
- What's that?
- Our shitty taste in art.
- How's Rita settling you in?
- Oh, she's great.
She spends all her
time on her phone
gossiping with her friends.
- Yeah, take notes,
when she's not here,
you'll be the one
answering the phones
and dishing all the dirt.
- Yeah.
Yeah, it's quite sad actually.
Oh, hang on a sec, hello?
Hello.
Noah, are you there?
We've got a randomer
at the front door,
probably a drunk.
Can you come and bid
him goodnight please?
- No problem,
I'm on my way.
- Security will be with
you shortly, thanks.
- Hey, what's up?
- Idiot at the front door.
- All right, I'll
go take a look.
- You there, yeah, I can't
believe it to be honest.
He was.
- Hello, anyone there?
Hey, anyone here?
I'll be a son of a bitch.
Fuck it.
- He has really painted
himself into a corner.
But it's one thing to
fall out with your nearest
and dearest but like this.
Yeah, exactly.
He's taken a giant
shit on his doorstep
and it expects everyone
else to wipe his arse.
What did you think of the show?
I'm not gonna lie, I watched
it all in one sitting.
Yeah, honestly, once it
started I couldn't turn it off.
Yeah, yeah, it's
definitely worth a look.
- There's no way we
can leave that line in.
- Yes, yes sweetheart,
it is a line that sticks
in people's minds.
They won't forget it.
- Yeah, but it's just so cheesy.
- It doesn't matter.
These sorts of lines,
they end up being quoted.
They help people
spread the word.
Look, it is easy to remember
and when it is easy to remember,
people tell their
friends about it
and the more people
know about it,
the more people that
will fucking watch.
I can't believe I have
to explain this to you.
It's embarrassing.
- Come on Nathan,
what's your opinion?
- I don't care, keep it in.
- Ah, you see the
writer is on board.
He says keep it in.
Oh yeah.
While I think on it, Nathan,
that little film festival
you sent me to earlier.
- Great, so how'd it go?
- It was a total and
utter waste of time.
You assured me that Michelle
had a large following,
sold out was a particularly
contentious phrase
that I heard banded around.
- Well it's a local festival.
It is difficult to get people
interested in smaller events.
- Yes, well it would've
been useful to know that
before I wasted my valuable time
talking to what may
have been 15 people.
Oh, that bloody radio of
yours, for Christ sake Nathan,
how many times have I told you.
- Excuse me, chaps.
- Go on then, fuck off.
- I don't mind doing the over
time, but if I have a life.
Yeah, all right, bye.
- Where do you
think you're going?
- I just thought it'd
be an opportune moment
to answer the call of nature.
- Yeah, you go get yourself
a little deep fried Mars bar.
But that line stays in.
- Right.
Racist cunt.
- The fifth of
November, remember.
Hello?
For fuck sake.
- Yeah, it's me.
I need to hire an editor,
as soon as possible.
- Jesus.
- Why are you
pissing in the dark?
- Well the lights were
on when I came in.
You scared the shit
outta me there.
- Sorry.
- Know I think Abbott's right.
You need to keep that thing
switched off when
you're at work.
- He just loves to complain.
This little Butte has
landed us some great scoops
in the past and
she will do again.
He knows it too.
- Yeah, if you say so,
I got paid yesterday.
- What?
- I got paid yesterday
and Abbott said he was gonna
give me a little extra,
you know, for appearing
in that last episode
we shot for Series One.
- How much did you get paid?
- Nothing, that's the point.
You said he'd give
500 for appearing
and then a little on top of
that to cover travel expenses.
But he hasn't even
paid my petrol.
- Have you spoken
to him about it?
- How much did you
get for appearing?
- I'm nipping out.
Do you want anything
from the shop?
- No, thanks.
Nathan.
You wouldn't perhaps turn
off the lights, nay bother.
Bollocks.
- Well, my issue
is that the editor
you have provided me
with has neither the wit
nor the wisdom to work
on a job such as this.
Oh yes and he also
needs to learn
when to keep his
fucking mouth shut.
Excuse me, oh, who
am I, who are you?
I am John Abbot and
I'm making something.
- Abbott, check this out,
fucking nailed it mate.
- Hello, Mr. Roberts.
I've finished working
on the latest poster
you asked for and.
- 999,
what's your emergency?
- Help me, he's got a knife.
He's killed someone and
now he's coming for me.
- Stay calm
Miss, do you know who it is?
Where are they now?
- I don't know, I don't
know, they entered the room
and Jackson was dead.
His throat was cut.
- Tell me where
you are, tell me your name.
I need to know your
name, are you there?
It's really important that
you tell me where you are.
Can you talk to me?
- The lift, it stopped.
- Are you trapped?
- No.
- Stay inside
the lift, do not get out.
Stay in the lift, don't move.
Tell me the address
so I can get someone
home as soon as possible.
Do you have control
of the lift door?
- What?
- Can the door
be opened from the outside?
Make sure that no one
can open that door.
Keep talking to me Miss,
please tell me where you are.
Are you okay?
You me still here me?
It's gonna be okay.
- Confirm
reports of a stabbing suspect
could still be in
the area, over.
Location, over.
Racing corporation
for that, over.
- Fuck a duck, Abbott.
Abbott!
- Yes, yes, I don't care
about the that you contract.
I want did tomorrow
at 8:00 AM sharp
because I've got
a program to make.
I've gotta go, Ciao.
I don't appreciate being
interrupted Nathan.
What is it?
- The radio, dispatch saying
there's a knife
man on the loose.
- Bloody radio of yours.
Okay, let's get on it.
Better be someone in reception
to open the fucking door.
Where the hell's Rita?
Or that redneck twat?
Hey,
who the fuck just let us in?
- Control, over.
- Come on, come on.
What have you got for us?
- Okay,
on the ninth, one
operator believe
could also be KSI.
- Christ, two deaths.
Let's get back to the booth.
- Now a grade one
call, location is confirmed
and officers are advised
to proceed with caution
on arriving at Crash Studios.
Repeat, officer inbound
to grade one Crash Studios
should proceed with all caution.
- Wait, did I just
hear that right?
The police have been called
to a double murder here.
- It's a hoax, someone's
fucking with us.
Where's that useless editor?
- Abbott wait.
- That's Jennifer Lowers.
- Don't touch anything.
- But the episode.
- This is a crime scene.
- Let's get the
fuck out of here.
What are you doing?
- The phones.
- What is it?
John.
John.
Open the door John.
- It's over.
- Open the door, John.
- Everything I've
built, it's over.
- Don't say that
we can do anything.
I really love it here.
No one else would touch me.
- You were cheap.
- Why are you doing this to me?
I just tell stories.
And people love them.
It doesn't matter
what you've done,
it only matters
what they see.
- This is the police, is
anyone there, the police.
The door is locked.
Everyone out!