Cold Water (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

1
He's just hit his
son! Call the police.
HE GASPS Please! Stop!
We can't go back to London.
It's actually really quiet here.
John was always attracting
trouble in London.
You got a problem with me, pal?
You better watch your back,
mate. WATCH YOUR BACK!
Did you tell him what
a monster I've been?
Keep your cards close to your
chest before you let them see
the monster inside. GROANING
SOBBING: I left
him without a face.
He didn't have a face.
Are you sure no-one saw you?
No-one around that I could see.
I'll deal with Angus.
There's three steps out of this.
Shower. Sleep.
Silence.
Silence.
BREATHES SHAKILY
PANTS
BREATHES SHAKILY
ECHOING MALE LAUGHTER
ECHOING: 'Come on,
then, you idiot.'
ECHOING, LAUGHING: 'I'm
coming to get you.'
ECHOING MALE LAUGHTER
KEYS JANGLE
SHED DOOR SLAMS
KNOCKING REBECCA: Tommy,
come on, sweetheart!
We're gonna be late! Coming!
PANTING
KNOCKING
Hi.
We We met last night.
Is your dad in? It's Sunday.
They're in church. Oh
Did you enjoy your
run last night?
I saw you.
KEYS JANGLING, LOCK TURNING
Hey! Guys, guys,
guys. Screens down.
Eye contact. Look at
Daddy. Look at Daddy.
I've got a great idea.
Let's go to church!
What's "church"?
Ask Mummy.
But you hate religion.
I hate religion!
Well, you know, you get older,
your perspective changes.
So, what, you believe in God
now? I don't know, maybe.
You're the one always
saying we need to integrate
into the community
more. Yeah, but
And what better way to do
that than go to the church?
You think I should wear this?
I can't believe we're
doing this. It'll be fun.
I think you've gone mad.
Or maybe I've gone mad.
Maybe I'm not really here.
Maybe I choked to death on a smoked
kipper in Daylesford Organic,
and now I'm in hell in
the Scottish Highlands.
Yeah. Maybe.
CHURCH BELL TOLLS
I feel over-dressed. You are.
Oh, I am so glad you came!
Welcome! Welcome!
We're about to start.
This young lady here, she will
show you to the Sunday school.
Come on. I don't believe in God.
Sorry about that.
It's hard to believe in God
when you grow up in Dalston.
I'll be right back.
Is Tommy around?
Tommy, yes, he's
just over there.
Welcome, and enjoy.
Can we talk? Friends!
Welcome! Welcome! Welcome!
It's lovely to see you all, with
all your, your lovely smiley faces.
If you'd like to take your
seats, we shall begin.
Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost
But now I'm found
Was blind but now I see
Twas grace that taught
My heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved ♪
HE GASPS
Argh!
FAR AWAY, ECHOING: How
precious did that grace appear
The hour ♪
What are you doing? I'm
gonna get prayed for.
Are you serious? What
for? Peace of mind.
SINGING CONTINUES DISTANTLY
Oh, my.
What would you like
me to pray for?
What happened? Was he dead?
JOHN GASPS
I took him back to his caravan.
Made it look like it
was a fire. Don't worry.
Everything is under control.
I have to go to the police.
I have to confess.
No. Don't do that! No!
Say "Amen" when I
say "Amen". What?
Amen. Amen.
Don't go to the police.
Say it was just me. I'll
keep your name out of it
No! No. That's not what'll
happen, John. Think about it!
You're an honest man,
not a hardened criminal.
As soon as you confess,
they'll get it all out of you.
They won't You're
not thinking clearly!
You're looking at a
lifetime behind bars.
You'll never see your
wife or kids again.
You really want that?
I can't live with
this on my conscience.
Your son said he saw me
out running last night.
So what? You go
running all the time.
It was the way he said
it. Like he saw me.
You're being paranoid.
Trust me, Cameron is not observant.
He lives in his own head.
Before you go to the police,
take some time to think it over.
I guess that makes sense.
A day, right?
Yeah. A day.
Look at that! This is
what you moved here for.
To be closer to nature.
So, John, did you
enjoy the service?
Very much so. Ooh!
You all right? Me? I'm fine.
PHONE RINGS
Yeah?
Sorry, excuse me.
So, did you enjoy
the service, Fiona?
I did, yeah.
It's very hard to shake Him off
once he gets under your skin.
Who? The Lord.
Oh, my goodness! Are
you ARE you serious?
When? Is everything
all right, love?
It's Angus Gillespie.
There was a fire in
his caravan last night.
He's dead.
GRUNTING, LAUGHTER
John? John!
KIDS SHOUTING AND PLAYING
FIONA: Go and play in the
garden! Go on, quickly!
SHE SIGHS
How you feeling?
Yeah, much better.
Yeah?
I can't believe we came here
looking for peace and quiet,
and instead, we've landed in
a hotbed of mayhem and death.
Well, that's a bit extreme. Well,
there's Angus dying in a fire.
It's a fairly common
thing to happen anywhere.
Well, this murder,
for example. Murder?
The one that Rebecca was
talking about. Suzie Bissett.
Oh, that's from years ago.
Are you seeing your
psychiatrist tomorrow?
Don't call him my psychiatrist. It
makes me feel like Norman Bates.
Maybe you should talk
to him about this.
Talk to him about
what? Angus's death.
Why would I talk to him about
that? Well, don't you feel guilty?
Why would I feel guilty?
Because you had a confrontation.
He humiliated you in
public, and then he dies.
So what? Well
On some level, you must feel
responsible for his death.
Oh, come on, Fiona.
That kind of armchair
psychology's beneath you.
I think that's why you fainted.
I fainted because I've been running
too much and I hadn't had breakfast.
It's like the play
park all over again.
Why are you bringing that
up? Cos I think it's trauma.
And I think there's a
connection between the two.
You're obsessed with
the play park thing.
You're obsessed! Mum?
Yes, darling? I cut my knee.
Oh, sweetheart! Let
me find you a plaster.
Come on.
DIAL TONE RINGS
'Hey, honey, can
I ring you back?
'I'm just in the
middle of something.'
Yeah, yeah. I just
wanted to say, erm
I just I just wanted
to say I love you.
And I'm sorry.
DISCONNECT TONE BEEPS
PHONE RINGS
KNOCKING Hello?
Hi. OFFICER: Hi,
how can I help you?
I'd like to confess
to a crime. OK
That's me away now, Lucy. John?
We met the other
night? Tommy's house?
Oh, yes. Hi. Sorry. I'm
not very good with names.
Ah, it's Bobby. Bobby the
Bobby, easy to remember!
Although I'm actually
a volunteer constable.
I'm not a full-time police
officer. I'll deal with this, Lucy.
You go and get yourself
a sausage roll. Yes, sir.
What's this about a crime?
If it's something serious
like sexual assault,
for example, we're probably
better phoning it in to Glasgow.
It's not sexual assault.
So, what is it, then?
I
John?
Tommy?
I'm just in to see Bobby. Bobby,
have you got that book I lent you?
The one about Richard Ramirez? Oh,
yeah, yeah! I just finished it!
I cannae imagine anything
worse than waking up
BOBBY'S VOICE FADES
What are you doing here?
Here it is. Cracking read!
Are you off hunting, Bobby?
Aye, aye, aye. Wee cheeky one.
Mind if I tag along?
I'd be delighted, Tommy. Aye, aye!
I'll just finish up with John, here.
Well, John can come
too. Right, John? Ha.
Why not? The more the merrier.
Someone get me a gun
Cos someone's killed
This father's son
There's no rest, not for me
Until your soul No
longer roams free. ♪
What bullets you brought,
Bobby? .308 cartridges, Tommy.
Perfect. That'll do
the job. Aye, aye, aye.
One of these on the mark, it'll
go down like a sack of spuds.
GUN CLICKS, CARTRIDGES RATTLE
GUNS CLICKING
Are you OK, John?
'You said you wouldn't
go to the police.'
I said I'd sleep on it.
I did sleep on it, and then
I decided to tell the police.
You said you'd give it a
day. I did give it a day!
A day is 24 hours! It
hasn't been 24 hours!
You didn't even come and tell me.
You didn't give me any warning.
Hold up, Bobby.
Give us a spare gun.
Oh, no. I don't know
how to use a gun.
It's easy. You
cock it, like that.
You never point a loaded gun
in someone's face. Never.
BREATHES SHAKILY
Take care now. That's
all I'm saying.
Hey, Bobby. Heard this one?
Guy goes to the doctor.
Doctor says, "Listen, you're
really gonna have to stop wanking."
Man goes, "Why?"
Doc says, "Cos I'm
trying to examine you."
BOBBY LAUGHS
"Stop wanking."
John?
JOHN PANTS
SHOUTING: John?
SHOUTING: John?
BULLET FIRES, STAG GRUNTS
Shame you didn't shoot it,
John. We could have blooded you.
It's a coming-of-age ritual.
Smeared with the blood of
your first kill. Like this.
JOHN GRUNTS AND PANTS
BOBBY AND TOMMY CHUCKLE
BOBBY WHISTLES I'm sorry, John.
I didn't mean to scare
you with the gun.
You have to see it
from my point of view.
I don't even know you, John.
You come to me with a problem.
I try to help. Be
a good neighbour.
But when I saw you at the
police station, I panicked.
I felt betrayed. Well,
I'm sorry, Tommy.
I'm not used to lying.
I'm gonna get caught.
And I don't know how to live
with this on my conscience.
I killed a man.
But it was self-defence.
He would have killed you.
We don't know that.
I know that cos I
know Angus Gillespie.
He was a worthless piece of shit.
No-one'll care that he's gone.
He would go up to girls, girls
as young as your daughter,
and proposition them
at the school gates.
Comment on how their
bodies were developing.
I'm proud I helped you.
Not one part of me regrets it.
BOBBY CLEARS HIS THROA
I'm afraid I have to address
the, er elephant in the room.
Tommy, can you give
me and John a minute?
We're all friends here, Bobby.
It's about this crime
you wanted to confess to.
I think we can do this
here, John, right?
He's embarrassed.
Shall I tell him?
It was a "hate" crime.
A hate crime? On social media.
He got into a
fight with a woman.
And he called her Do you
mind if I say this, John?
CLEARS THROAT Go ahead.
He called this woman on the
internet "a stupid bitch".
She threatened to
go to the police,
so John thought it best
he own up to it himself.
Huh.
Well, I don't think we have
to take it any further.
Just be careful what you
say online in future, John.
Maybe send the
lassie an apology.
Sorry, woman.
Yep. Will do.
Thanks, Bobby. We
should get going.
So, what's the latest
on the Angus case?
Aye, so, as we thought,
just a classic case of falling
asleep with a lit cigarette.
Carbon monoxide poisoning.
Third degree burns. The lot.
What a waste.
Poor Angus.
Remember what a
lovely wee boy he was.
I cannae believe it.
What are we doing?
We're dropping the
deer off at the pub.
I've gotta pick up the kids.
Give us a hand, then,
it'll be quicker.
CAR DOOR SLAMS
Keep her coming, boys.
Keep her coming. Maggie?
Maggie, get a pail of
whiskey. It's a stag do!
THEY LAUGH MAGGIE: Get that out!
Please tell me you've got
room in the freezer, Maggie.
You're cleaning that
up. Tommy, I need to go.
Here, have a drink, John, come
on! I haven't got time, I'm sorry.
Oh, no, I'll get you
one. Tommy, I need to go!
Maggie! Get us another round.
You need to learn to relax
and enjoy yourself, John.
You just got away with murder.
Maggie, let's get
John here a pint.
I'm standing there talking
to the window cleaner.
Unbeknownst to me my balls
are hanging out my dressing gown!
LAUGHTER Oh, my God.
MAGGIE: There you
go. Six whiskeys.
Cheers, Maggie. Can I get a wee
apple juice as well? Oh, aye.
Please tell me you bought
him dinner first, eh?
Starter, main and pudding.
Right, down in one! Come on!
MEN, CHANTING: Brick!
Brick! Brick! Brick! Brick!
Brick! Brick! Brick!
Brick! Brick! Brick!
Brick! Brick! Brick! MEN GROAN
Burp him! Somebody burp him!
Is Fiona picking up
the kids today, John?
Oh Oh, no, no!
He's in trouble!
Oh, God, come on.
PHONE PINGS REPEATEDLY
DIAL TONE RINGS
PHONE RINGS
John? BREAKING UP: 'I'm sorry.'
Where are you? I've been
trying to ring you all day!
I haven't had reception.
Can you hear me?
Yeah.
'You need to call the school,
I forgot to pick up the kids!'
Er, erm, I'm with them now.
'Er, the school
called, we're home.'
Oh, thank God!
Oh, John, I've been so
worried about you all day.
Last I heard from you, I
thought you were gonna
Going to what?
It doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter.
Just as long as you're OK.
'Better than ever!
I'm at the pub.'
The pub? What, erm
I didn't realise the time.
Well, when are you coming
home? I need to work.
I'm probably over the limit.
This is crazy, John!
Fiona! For the
first time in years,
I'm having a good time like
you always tell me to do,
and you're giving me
endless grief about it!
I don't mind you having a
good time, but I am stressed,
and I'm trying to make this
work, and you are drunk?
And you've abandoned the kids!
I did not abandon the kids!
And I'm not drunk! I've had
two beers and two whiskies.
You don't even drink whiskey!
I have to drink whiskey now!
'We're in Scotland!'
Oh, the fucker.
'Fine. I'll get a taxi home.'
No! no, no, no.
'This is all a mess.
'I can't have you looking after
the kids when you're drunk.'
I am not drunk!
'Then why are you shouting?'
Why are you shouting?
BECAUSE I'M FURIOUS!
OK, fine, I'm sorry.
I-I messed up.
I'll come back home,
have a quick nap to sober up and
then you can go back to work
CRASHING
Hello?
DISCONNECT TONE BEEPS
REBECCA: Hello!
Thought you were out.
What you doing? Nothing.
I think we need to have a talk.
What about? Sit down.
Come on, sit down.
Erm, Mum, I don't know what
- what you think I'm
I know that this is embarrassing,
but it has to be said.
It's about the pornography
you were watching.
What? You watch the
"MILF" stuff, right?
Mum, please, stop.
Hey, listen, it's totally
fine if you want to watch it.
No, I don't watch MILF
porn, Mum! Oh, my God!
You're obviously into older
women. Catriona, for a start.
No! We're just friends.
And now you've got
your eye on Fiona.
No, Mum, no. I I wasn't
I caught you spying
on her out the window.
What I don't want, Cameron,
I don't want your porn
habits to affect your
your expectations about sex.
I-I-I was looking for John!
I wasn't looking for Fiona.
John? I don't fancy Fiona.
Oh, do you fancy
John?! Oh, my God, no!
Oh, it's totally fine to
be gay. I'm not gay, Mum.
Why are you trying to
catch a glimpse of John?
Where's Dad?
He's down the Horse
with the lads, why?
With John?
Yes with John.
Mum, don't you think
John's a bit suss?
Suss?
What makes you think that? Cameron?
What is it? What is bothering you?
Are you a little bit jealous because
Dad is not spending time with you?
No. Well, you know that
Dad loves you very much.
You know that. I know
Mum, it's not that.
Why don't you go and join them?
I'm sure he'd be
delighted to see you.
Yeah. You know what, that's
actually a good idea.
I better get going.
What? MEN GROAN
No, I, I have to be
home with my kids.
Get me peace. Stay, John. Boo!
Stay!
Stay, John, stay!
Stay, John, stay! Stay, John,
stay! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Stay, John, stay!
Stay, John, stay!
You are late, Catriona.
Sorry, I know.
Stay, John, stay!
Stay, John, stay!
Stay, John, stay! All
right, all right, all right!
I'll stay! CHEERING
TOMMY: Why do we always
end up talking about this?
BOBBY: They just make
better serial killers,
that's all I'm saying!
You're obsessed with
the Yanks. He is.
Look at who Scotland's
produced, eh?
Dennis Nilsen, Ian
Brady, Bible John!
That's like having Messi, Mbappe
and Ronaldo all on the same team!
Catriona!
Give us a smile, love.
Catriona, have you met John?
Yeah, we met at
the Co-op. Thanks.
What you looking at, John?
Would you stop staring
at her! Cameron. Enough!
Son, you're embarrassing yourself.
John's a happily married man.
He's making her uncomfortable.
Don't get possessive.
Women hate that.
Right, lads? MEN AGREE
There's blood on your face.
Oh, aye! He went hunting today.
New boy got his first kill!
John-boy! ALL CHANTING:
John-boy! John-boy!
I didn't really JOHN-BOY!
Fucking dick! Oh, hey! Hey!
MUSIC STOPS
Maybe it's time
you went home, son.
Fucking boomers, man.
MUSIC RESTARTS It's pathetic!
Why do they always call us
boomers? We're Generation X.
Oh, I'm sorry, mate. Nathan?
Hi, Cameron.
Erm, I'm sorry to
hear about Angus.
Thanks.
My boy Angus always liked
you. I always liked him.
Nathan
I-I need to talk to
you about something.
ECHOING, DISTORTED LAUGHTER
I told you he knows something.
Cameron? He doesn't know anything.
That wasn't about you.
That was about me.
I keep seeing his face
everywhere. Whose face?
Angus. Course you do.
You're human. If you didn't
feel guilty about this,
you'd be some kind
of psychopath.
That's a good man
in that mirror.
Next time you see his face,
say, "Thank you, Lord."
"Thank you for reminding
me I'm decent."
Do you like dancing?
What?
JAUNTY MUSIC, CHEERING
CATRIONA: You all right, John?
HE GROANS
You look like you're about
to have a heart attack.
No, actually,
actually, I'm very fit.
I'm a runner.
Good for you.
Thank you.
So, do you work here
and at the Co-op?
Yeah.
You're like Rebecca Rabbit's mummy,
Mummy Rabbit. From Peppa Pig.
Sorry, I watch
a lot of kids TV.
Yeah, I got the reference.
I grew up on Peppa Pig.
You're a long way from home, hm?
I'm I'm ten ten
minutes in the car.
MAGGIE: Gonnae come in
and help us clear up, Cat?
Like I pay you to do?
Yeah, yeah! I hear you.
Jog on! CATRIONA LAUGHS
Erm, if you need a place
to stay for the night
I'm just up the road.
PANICKED BREATHING
TOMMY, ECHOING: You just
got away with murder.
GRUNTS
GROANS
Oh, shit.
LAUGHS
TOMMY, DISTORTED: Take
some deep breaths, OK?
You've got a long
night ahead of you.
Don't stay up too late.
Whoa! CATRIONA GIGGLES
DOOR OPENS
Do you want Cheerios?
TV CHATTERS IN BACKGROUND
Did we, erm?
Did we have sex? Uh-huh.
Technically, no.
You were too drunk
to do anything.
We got naked, you kissed
me, then you fell asleep.
It's just, I'm married. I know.
I've never done anything
like this before.
You didn't do anything.
Yeah, but you can't tell
my wife I came here.
You can't tell her I kissed
you. You can't tell anyone.
I don't want to tell anyone! OK.
You think I want people to know
I fucked some floppy
old man with grey pubes?
I do not have grey pubes.
They are grey. PHONE CHIMES
Oh, shit!
Fuck! It's my wife.
I need to get home.
You are over 18,
aren't you? I'm 25.
Right. Thought
so. Sorry. Thanks.
PHONE RINGS, CLEARS THROA
'Tommy?!' SOFTLY: Your wife
is here looking for you.
I told her you had too much to
drink and slept in the spare room.
I don't know where I am! I woke
up in someone else's house.
Whose house is that? Catriona's.
Did you sleep with her? 'No!'
I was too drunk!
Stall her for me!
Ah, yeah, back when
I had hair, eh?
You never mentioned
you had a daughter.
Moira-Jane. She lives in Glasgow
now. Primary school teacher.
Ah, she has a beautiful face.
Oh, that's cos she's adopted.
HE LAUGHS
John's just having a shower.
I think he's still
drunk from last night.
It's very unlike him. He never
usually drinks to excess.
Well, sorry to be blunt about it
but he was absolutely
plastered last night!
Well, I'm glad to hear
he had a good time.
Oh, he did.
He was a big hit with all the
boys from the Bible Group.
And some of the local ladies
really took a shine to him.
I'd say even young
Catriona's developing
something of a crush
on your husband.
Wee coffee? Er, no, thank you.
Fu-u-u-uck!
So, will you and John be
coming to the funeral?
What funeral? Angus's funeral.
Oh, we didn't really know him.
It's a small community, Fiona.
We support each other.
Well, it didn't seem like poor Angus
had much support when he was alive.
I had a lot of time
for Angus Gillespie.
He was a good man.
It's a shame you couldn't
be there last night. Hm?
John, he's usually the
one at home with the kids
while you're out
enjoying yourself.
While I'm out working.
You know, there's a school
of thought that says
the more housework a man does,
the less attractive
he is to his partner.
Do you still find
John attractive?
Erm Do you still make love?
I don't think that's
any of your business.
All men are driven
by sex, Fiona.
You understand this. You're
a woman of the world.
Tommy, I have to say, this
is hugely inappropriate.
John's a good-looking man.
And in a town like this,
he's got the added glamour
of being an outsider.
Just keep things
interesting in the bedroom.
Some new lingerie. A
role play or two, huh?
I'll say no more.
Is John actually coming?
Because I have a very
busy day ahead of me
and I need him to be with Harry,
so could you go and
get him, please? Now!
Sorry, sure, yeah. I'll go
see how he's getting on.
PHONE RINGS
'Where are you now?'
'I'm nearby!'
I'll find a shortcut!
What are you doing?
I'm calling the police!
No, no, no! I'm not a burglar.
I need to get home.
Could you give me a lift?
My wife's expecting a baby!
Silly me. Forgot to
leave him a towel.
It's my fault he's taking
so long. That's a good one.
I'm a bit of a true crime
fanatic, for my sins.
REBECCA: OK! That's me back.
Oh, Fiona.
How lovely, lovely,
lovely, lovely to see you.
Oh, mwah!
Everything OK? Yeah, I'm
just waiting for John.
Aye, John had a bit too
much to drink last night,
so he slept in the spare room.
I'll just go chase him up.
Nice cup of tea? No.
No, I'm fine, thanks.
Could you go possibly a
little bit faster, please?
Just Just here.
Very nice to meet you.
DIAL TONE RINGS
Where is she? Take
your clothes off!
Why? I told her you
were having a shower.
John?
JOHN GROANS, GASPS
Come on! That's him now!
Oh, hi, honey.
Sorry. Oof!
Bit of a wild night
last night. Hi, Rebecca.
That was a really,
really good shower.
Hm. We should get one like that.
It's a Bristan Quadrato.
Oh. Hm.
John?
Thanks! I'll call you
later. Hey, I got your back.
I love you, man.
CAT MEOWS Harlequin!
Oh, shit!
Hey, buddy.
Look, I'm sorry
about yesterday
I don't wanna hear
it. I'm late for work.
I was supposed to be interviewing
someone this morning,
but I had to cancel.
It looks really bad.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
It won't happen
again. Who's Catriona?
What? Catriona?
She's the girl that works
in the Co-op. Isn't she?
That's what Tommy
said her name was.
Fi, what?
You're a terrible liar,
John. I'm not lying!
You didn't stay over
at Tommy's last night.
I know you didn't.
What, you think I'm fucking some
teenager who works in the Co-op?
Keep your voice down!
And I don't want that
that man in our lives.
Who, Tommy? I don't want
you anywhere near him!
There's something wrong
with him! He's poison!
You can't tell me
who I'm allowed to
"Oh OK, Mum. I'll stay
away from the bad boy."
"Don't wanna be led astray."
You can't tell me I need to
get out of the house more
and then punish me when I do.
You can't tell me I
need to make friends,
socialise, be part of life,
and then control who I see!
I wanted you out of the house
because I'M SICK OF BEING MARRIED TO
A FUCKING NOBODY WHO DOES NOTHING!
HARRY CRIES Go and
look after your son!
DOOR OPENS
DOOR SLAMS
HARLEQUIN MEOWS
HARLEQUIN MEOWS
Hey, little friend.
HARLEQUIN PURRS
HARLEQUIN SCREECHES AND SQUEAKS
HARLEQUIN CHOKES
REBECCA: Tommy?
John's cat.
HARLEQUIN MEOWS CROAKILY
I made a beetroot
salad, do you want some?
No, thank you.
You didn't have any
breakfast. No, I didn't.
You should eat something.
What are you doing?
I'm preparing my
sermon for Sunday.
Obviously.
What's it about?
David's failure to live
in obedience to God.
His inability to
accept God's blessings.
His sins.
Adultery.
Murder.
Are you OK, dear?
Something happened.
I had a feeling this was coming.
Let me finish up here,
and then we can talk.
Eat your salad.
Are you washed
In the blood?
Oh, are you
washed in the blood
Of the lamb?
Are you fully trusting
In his graceless hour?
Are you washed in
the blood Of the lamb?
Oh, will your soul be ready
For the passion's bright
And be washed in the
blood Of the lamb. ♪
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