The Death of Bunny Munro (2025) s01e04 Episode Script
Con Man
1
This programme
contains very strong language.
Fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck!
Oh, baby
It's a commitment
It's a commitment, baby
M-M-My wife don't like it
My wife don't like it!
It's a commitment, yeah
We gotta love one another or die,
brother
We gotta love one another or die
Oh, baby
Cos it's superglue
It's superglue, baby!
Knock 'em dead
Knock 'em dead! ♪
Oh, good timing.
Move that washing out of the way
and sit down.
What?
Did he come back yet?
Well, the pub's not open yet.
I'll call it when it is.
OK.
Sit down.
I think we should go to the pub.
Fine.
After breakfast.
But he's probably
waiting outside for me.
-After breakfast. -I'm not hungry.
-Alright, so go then.
-I don't know the way.
-No. So, you'll have to wait, won't you?
Now, sit down and eat.
Jesus. Have I not got
enough dramas of my own?
What's wrong with your eyes?
Nothing.
Go on.
Yeah.
You got that money, then?
Where have all the good Samaritans
gone, eh?
Er
Where the fuck is it? It should be
It is, I know.
A fucking big envelope full of cash
right here.
No.
-It's gone.
-So, we just pushed it all this way for nothing?
Well, shall we push it back?
Prick.
Let's go.
Twat.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fucking fuck-fuck-fuck.
That's £5.20.
Having a nice day?
Yeah, alright.
It's getting a bit grey now, though.
Well, they say it's turning.
Oh.
Looks like a storm's coming.
Stay safe out there, darling.
They say the Horned Killer's
moving south.
Oh, God, I heard, yeah.
Scary, isn't it?
It is. Bye now.
Alright, mate?
So
I've got money.
That's good.
Yeah.
Thing is,
I had a bit of a mad night -
you know how it goes -
and, well,
I managed to leave it in the pub.
Nightmare.
Don't know the half of it.
So, anyway,
I'm on my way back to get it, only
Well, so here's the thing, I'm gonna
need you to let me off for now,
then I'll head to the pub
and pick it up
and drop it back in as soon
as I've got it.
No can do, I'm afraid.
No money, no petrol.
It'll take about half an hour.
No money, no petrol.
Yeah, I get it.
The thing is, I really, really need
to get back to that pub,
like, yesterday.
No money, no petrol.
Yeah, just shut up, listen to me
you fucking jobsworth cunt!
Listen, John, mate,
I'm having a bit of a time of it.
Some carpet-muncher broke my nose,
something really bad happened
to my best mate,
I'm seeing ghosts
everywhere I fucking look
and I've got a strong feeling that
everything will finally come apart
unless I look after my boy,
who I've left in the pub.
So, please, pretty fucking please,
can you just do me
this one tiny little favour?
You're not gonna help me, are you?
No money, no petrol.
You've got a real habit
of repeating yourself, John, my man,
which I imagine, coupled with the
name tag and the little company shirt
makes you a real fucking turn-off, huh?
A major league pussy repellent!
I'll get your money.
Take me ten minutes! You watch!
Fuck you.
Shit little garage,
fuck, fuck, fuck it. Fuck it.
Number one salesman in the whole
of Brighton.
You fucking watch!
Gary.
Gary.
What school do you go to?
I don't go to school.
Everybody goes to school.
I don't.
Me and my dad are on the road.
He's, um teaching me the ropes.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Lucky.
Gary!
Listen, I think maybe
I'm gonna have to make a call.
What call? Who to?
Well
to social services.
Why?
Cos I'm not your mum
and you need looking after
and I can't do it.
-Maybe they can sort you out - with someone who can.
-Like who?
Er, I don't know. A family.
But he's coming back.
But he hasn't.
But he is coming back OK
so you don't have to call anyone,
OK? Alright, OK, yeah, calm down.
-Well, we can't just sit around here - all day.
-Why not?
Cos we've stuff to do.
I can wait outside for him.
No, you can't.
It's OK.
I'm not leaving you here
on your own.
-Why not?
-Cos it's a stupid, shitty thing to do is why.
We'll come back.
Put your seat belt on.
JOY DIVISION: New Dawn Fades
Morning.
I need a scotch.
Cash or card?
Give me a second.
-Ladies.
-Oh. Today is your lucky day.
Horrible.
Sorry to interrupt
but I think you're eating my lunch.
Excuse me?
Well, it's rabbit food
and I'm
I'm Bunny.
Bunny Munro.
Now, ladies
day is your lucky day
because in this case,
right here in this here case,
I have the finest range of beauty
products found in the known world,
which I'm offering today,
and only today,
and only to you beautiful ladies,
half price.
I might add that, due to a very
temporary cash flow issue,
I will need the money upfront.
Now, who'd like a demonstration?
Shall we?
Hillary! Stop it!
OK
I'm telling you,
this stuff will will
will change your life.
Um OK.
Well, I can also offer some
extras.
You know, extras, extras.
But I am in a bit of a mad rush,
so we'd have to - Oh, my God.
Unbelievable.
You're missing out.
This stuff will make you ten years
younger. 20 years. 30, you know.
God knows you fucking need it.
Fuck sake!
Fuck off!
-Now, don't think I didn't notice you - looking at me.
-Oh, I don't think so.
Well, today is your lucky day.
I'm offering the finest beauty
products - creams, lotions, balms -
all at half price.
Half price?
Just for today. I will, I'm afraid,
need the money up front.
That's not a problem at all.
Yeah?
OK. Right.
I will need a demonstration first,
of course.
-I'm in a bit of a rush.
-And my house is just around the corner.
So, this might be your lucky day.
Maybe
Now, slide your heel
all the way back. That's it.
Ow! You're fine. Come on.
Get this out the way,
we can have some fun after.
Promise?
Well, I'm gonna have some fun.
You can sit around moping and doing
everyone's head in, if you like.
-OK, and now the left.
-I thought we were going back to the pub.
I'll call them, and I'll get them
to check outside and everything.
But I promised my brother, so
There'll be loads of kids there,
so it'll be fun.
OK.
So, that's a two and a half G.
Right. So, have a look.
The black ones, yeah?
OK?
Oh, no, he's not He
I'm sorry, but his
What?
His shoes are tiny.
Yeah, but he's not mine.
OK, so
Fuck sake. Yeah, OK.
Come on.
OK.
That's better.
Yeah, yeah, I get it.
I know, I know.
Just keep an eye out for him, OK?
I'll try
again in a bit. Cheers, Gary.
Is it still not open?
No, it is. Um just
You know.
I'll try again later.
Sorry.
There was nothing else
under ten quid and I just can't
They're they're good.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Great.
Come on then, let's go.
MAX ROMEO: Tacko
Do you want one of these?
Oh, thank you!
Alright?
Oi-oi! There he is!
Come here, little man.
Happy birthday, Uncle Bill!
Thank you, Chris-Cross.
-God, you're heavy.
-Happy birthday. -Thank you.
I didn't get you anything.
Well, surprise surprise.
What did you get?
Oh, you know, this and that.
Where have you been, anyway?
We're looking for clown fish.
Cool.
You won't find any.
It's an anemonefish.
I've read about it.
It likes reefs
and lagoons in warm waters,
so you don't see them in England.
Moon wrasse have been
found in England, though.
They're really cool.
But only off the coast of Cornwall,
so you won't see them either.
What's wrong with your eyes?
I need cream, but my dad's got it.
Where's your dad?
He's on his way.
Are you coming?
Here we are. Number 19.
Nice car.
Yes, isn't it?
So, is there a Mr Birch?
Oh, no, not for 20 years.
But we've had
so much fun in this car.
Couldn't bear to part with it.
You'll think me a silly old trout,
Mr Munro,
but even though he's dead
and I'm as blind as a bat
I still pay to have it cleaned.
Now, what's the point in that?
I have no idea.
No, you don't, do you?
Come on in, Mr Munro.
How about a nice cup of tea,
Mr Munro?
Er, not for me, thank you. I'm a
little pressed for time, actually.
As though it's been plucked
from your beautiful garden,
can you smell the rose hip and cedar?
It's been many years since
anyone's done this to me, Mr Munro.
You've certainly charged
an old girl's batteries.
Old? Why, Mrs Birch, your hands
are just like a young girl's.
Oh, you silly man.
Well, they do say
that this replenishing hand cream
has almost magical
restorative powers.
How does that feel?
Divine.
So, how many bottles
shall I put you down for?
Life's getting harder,
don't you think, Mr Munro?
Hm?
Call me Bunny.
Colder.
Breaking apart. Fracturing.
We drift through it
making no waves, affecting no-one,
affected by no-one.
It's death.
And it's so lonely.
So, I've gotta get going.
We must cling on, tighter than ever.
Uh
Do you ever read Auden, Mr Munro?
Er
Auden said everything.
We must love one another or die.
We must love one another or die,
Mr Munro.
Bunny. Call me Bunny.
We must love one another or die.
Jesus fucking Christ!
What do you lot all want from me?!
-Sorry, Mr Munro, I didn't - mean to upset you!
-No, I'm fine.
I'll take the hand cream.
What?
I'll write a cheque straightaway.
What?
-The chequebook is in the drawer, - over there.
-What? A cheque?
What the fuck am
I gonna do with a cheque?
-Well, I'm afraid it's all I have, - Mr Munro.
-Fuck sake!
Fucking loopy old cunt.
CW STONEKING: The Thing I Done
Yes! Get in.
All flesh and bone I come
All death 'long by my side
In from the storm
This scornful breath
upon my tongue
Oh, the thing I done
I took my chances
Took what chance I got
Lord knows my hands is tied
This is by an ancient blood
Remember when you let me
stay off school for two weeks?
When Daddy was gone.
And we closed the curtains
and made it all dark
and didn't answer the door.
And we pretended
it was just us in the whole world.
Yeah.
Just cuddle on the sofa.
How many films did we watch?
A hundred?
I didn't like it that much.
And all my friends at school
were friends with other people
when I got back.
Just so you know.
I think I want you
to leave me alone now.
You were right about the clown fish.
I saw a crab, though.
Do you wanna play tag?
Ow!
Hey! Christopher!
Chris!
What happened?
What did you do that for?
I'm talking to you!
Why did you do that?!
I know, love, it's OK.
You're gonna be alright.
Let's go.
Come on!
Hey, you're alright.
Come here, come here.
JOHN CALE:
If You Were Still Around
If you
Were still around
Alright, hold on.
Hold on.
Libby.
Might've overdone it a bit.
You swore.
Libby
You could write like a panther
Whatever got into your veins
What kind of green blood
When's it gonna stop bleeding?
It really hurts.
Yeah, I know.
Here.
Go get your PJs on
and go get into bed.
I'll come and tuck you in.
Is his head OK?
He'll be fine.
Hell of a shot.
Go on. Water's still in.
I'm OK.
No, you're not.
If there was ever a boy
who needed a bath, it's you.
Go on.
And use this towel hanging up.
Don't just mess about, wash.
OK?
Chris, you got your PJs on?
You alright?
I can bring you down there in a bit,
if you want.
We can have another check outside.
Do you wanna do that?
Do you really think that
maybe there's a family
that can look after me?
Yeah.
I'm sure there is.
If that's what you want.
Shall I go and call?
They might be able to come tonight.
OK.
OK.
On News Time,
panic grips a London borough,
as the mutilated body
of a young mother
is found in her home in Maida Vale.
The mystery of what could've caused
her devastating injuries were solved
when bizarre CCTV footage emerged,
capturing the
the now notorious
'Horned Killer',
wielding a blood-soaked garden fork,
running at top speed
through the local high street,
sending waves of terror
through the community,
as shoppers scrambled
to get away from him.
Police believe he may
Fuck me. Forget something?
Where is he?
Where's Junior?
Yvonne took him.
Alright, well, what's her address?
Lizzie, go have a look in the books,
see if you can find
Yvonne's address.
Here have a drink while you wait.
Hear about Poodle?
I didn't see it.
Didn't say you did.
Fucking terrible business.
Yeah.
Put it on tab, shall I?
You alright, pal?
Here you go.
Yvonne's address.
Cheers.
Yeah, hold on, hold on, mate.
Geoffrey rang earlier, said he's
been trying to get hold of you.
It's about your dad. Apparently his
carer's had enough and packed it in.
-Said that you need to get up there - sharpish.
-Fucking
Yeah.
Yeah.
Alright.
OK?
-What the fuck?
-Hello?
-Where is he? - Where the fuck - have you been?!
-Don't you start.
Dad.
Alright, boy?
You came back.
Course I did.
What? Come on.
Hey, you don't have to.
Of course he does. I'm his dad.
Get in the car.
Let's go.
Junior.
Bye then.
Bye.
LINDA PERHACS:
Hey, Who Really Cares
Been coming down for a long time
Where's our car?
I had to leave it.
This one's cooler.
It had my cream in it.
I'll buy you more cream.
And my encyclopaedia.
I'll get you another one.
I don't want another one.
Where are we going now?
We're going to see Grandad.
The great Bunny Munro the First.
I used to think of Ferris wheel
light sounds
The Friday hum of neons and blue
But now they're like circular cages
Of graded tin and rusted wind
Hey, now, who really cares?
Hey, won't somebody listen?
Let me say what's been on my mind
Can I bring it out to you?
I need someone to talk to
And no-one else
will spare me the time
I used to think of Ferris wheel
light sounds
The Friday hum of neons and blue
But now they're like circular cages
Of graded tin and rusted wind
Hey, now, who really cares?
Hey, won't somebody listen?
Let me say what's been on my mind
Can I bring out to you?
I need someone to talk to
And no-one else
will spare me the time ♪
This programme
contains very strong language.
Fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck!
Oh, baby
It's a commitment
It's a commitment, baby
M-M-My wife don't like it
My wife don't like it!
It's a commitment, yeah
We gotta love one another or die,
brother
We gotta love one another or die
Oh, baby
Cos it's superglue
It's superglue, baby!
Knock 'em dead
Knock 'em dead! ♪
Oh, good timing.
Move that washing out of the way
and sit down.
What?
Did he come back yet?
Well, the pub's not open yet.
I'll call it when it is.
OK.
Sit down.
I think we should go to the pub.
Fine.
After breakfast.
But he's probably
waiting outside for me.
-After breakfast. -I'm not hungry.
-Alright, so go then.
-I don't know the way.
-No. So, you'll have to wait, won't you?
Now, sit down and eat.
Jesus. Have I not got
enough dramas of my own?
What's wrong with your eyes?
Nothing.
Go on.
Yeah.
You got that money, then?
Where have all the good Samaritans
gone, eh?
Er
Where the fuck is it? It should be
It is, I know.
A fucking big envelope full of cash
right here.
No.
-It's gone.
-So, we just pushed it all this way for nothing?
Well, shall we push it back?
Prick.
Let's go.
Twat.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fucking fuck-fuck-fuck.
That's £5.20.
Having a nice day?
Yeah, alright.
It's getting a bit grey now, though.
Well, they say it's turning.
Oh.
Looks like a storm's coming.
Stay safe out there, darling.
They say the Horned Killer's
moving south.
Oh, God, I heard, yeah.
Scary, isn't it?
It is. Bye now.
Alright, mate?
So
I've got money.
That's good.
Yeah.
Thing is,
I had a bit of a mad night -
you know how it goes -
and, well,
I managed to leave it in the pub.
Nightmare.
Don't know the half of it.
So, anyway,
I'm on my way back to get it, only
Well, so here's the thing, I'm gonna
need you to let me off for now,
then I'll head to the pub
and pick it up
and drop it back in as soon
as I've got it.
No can do, I'm afraid.
No money, no petrol.
It'll take about half an hour.
No money, no petrol.
Yeah, I get it.
The thing is, I really, really need
to get back to that pub,
like, yesterday.
No money, no petrol.
Yeah, just shut up, listen to me
you fucking jobsworth cunt!
Listen, John, mate,
I'm having a bit of a time of it.
Some carpet-muncher broke my nose,
something really bad happened
to my best mate,
I'm seeing ghosts
everywhere I fucking look
and I've got a strong feeling that
everything will finally come apart
unless I look after my boy,
who I've left in the pub.
So, please, pretty fucking please,
can you just do me
this one tiny little favour?
You're not gonna help me, are you?
No money, no petrol.
You've got a real habit
of repeating yourself, John, my man,
which I imagine, coupled with the
name tag and the little company shirt
makes you a real fucking turn-off, huh?
A major league pussy repellent!
I'll get your money.
Take me ten minutes! You watch!
Fuck you.
Shit little garage,
fuck, fuck, fuck it. Fuck it.
Number one salesman in the whole
of Brighton.
You fucking watch!
Gary.
Gary.
What school do you go to?
I don't go to school.
Everybody goes to school.
I don't.
Me and my dad are on the road.
He's, um teaching me the ropes.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Lucky.
Gary!
Listen, I think maybe
I'm gonna have to make a call.
What call? Who to?
Well
to social services.
Why?
Cos I'm not your mum
and you need looking after
and I can't do it.
-Maybe they can sort you out - with someone who can.
-Like who?
Er, I don't know. A family.
But he's coming back.
But he hasn't.
But he is coming back OK
so you don't have to call anyone,
OK? Alright, OK, yeah, calm down.
-Well, we can't just sit around here - all day.
-Why not?
Cos we've stuff to do.
I can wait outside for him.
No, you can't.
It's OK.
I'm not leaving you here
on your own.
-Why not?
-Cos it's a stupid, shitty thing to do is why.
We'll come back.
Put your seat belt on.
JOY DIVISION: New Dawn Fades
Morning.
I need a scotch.
Cash or card?
Give me a second.
-Ladies.
-Oh. Today is your lucky day.
Horrible.
Sorry to interrupt
but I think you're eating my lunch.
Excuse me?
Well, it's rabbit food
and I'm
I'm Bunny.
Bunny Munro.
Now, ladies
day is your lucky day
because in this case,
right here in this here case,
I have the finest range of beauty
products found in the known world,
which I'm offering today,
and only today,
and only to you beautiful ladies,
half price.
I might add that, due to a very
temporary cash flow issue,
I will need the money upfront.
Now, who'd like a demonstration?
Shall we?
Hillary! Stop it!
OK
I'm telling you,
this stuff will will
will change your life.
Um OK.
Well, I can also offer some
extras.
You know, extras, extras.
But I am in a bit of a mad rush,
so we'd have to - Oh, my God.
Unbelievable.
You're missing out.
This stuff will make you ten years
younger. 20 years. 30, you know.
God knows you fucking need it.
Fuck sake!
Fuck off!
-Now, don't think I didn't notice you - looking at me.
-Oh, I don't think so.
Well, today is your lucky day.
I'm offering the finest beauty
products - creams, lotions, balms -
all at half price.
Half price?
Just for today. I will, I'm afraid,
need the money up front.
That's not a problem at all.
Yeah?
OK. Right.
I will need a demonstration first,
of course.
-I'm in a bit of a rush.
-And my house is just around the corner.
So, this might be your lucky day.
Maybe
Now, slide your heel
all the way back. That's it.
Ow! You're fine. Come on.
Get this out the way,
we can have some fun after.
Promise?
Well, I'm gonna have some fun.
You can sit around moping and doing
everyone's head in, if you like.
-OK, and now the left.
-I thought we were going back to the pub.
I'll call them, and I'll get them
to check outside and everything.
But I promised my brother, so
There'll be loads of kids there,
so it'll be fun.
OK.
So, that's a two and a half G.
Right. So, have a look.
The black ones, yeah?
OK?
Oh, no, he's not He
I'm sorry, but his
What?
His shoes are tiny.
Yeah, but he's not mine.
OK, so
Fuck sake. Yeah, OK.
Come on.
OK.
That's better.
Yeah, yeah, I get it.
I know, I know.
Just keep an eye out for him, OK?
I'll try
again in a bit. Cheers, Gary.
Is it still not open?
No, it is. Um just
You know.
I'll try again later.
Sorry.
There was nothing else
under ten quid and I just can't
They're they're good.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Great.
Come on then, let's go.
MAX ROMEO: Tacko
Do you want one of these?
Oh, thank you!
Alright?
Oi-oi! There he is!
Come here, little man.
Happy birthday, Uncle Bill!
Thank you, Chris-Cross.
-God, you're heavy.
-Happy birthday. -Thank you.
I didn't get you anything.
Well, surprise surprise.
What did you get?
Oh, you know, this and that.
Where have you been, anyway?
We're looking for clown fish.
Cool.
You won't find any.
It's an anemonefish.
I've read about it.
It likes reefs
and lagoons in warm waters,
so you don't see them in England.
Moon wrasse have been
found in England, though.
They're really cool.
But only off the coast of Cornwall,
so you won't see them either.
What's wrong with your eyes?
I need cream, but my dad's got it.
Where's your dad?
He's on his way.
Are you coming?
Here we are. Number 19.
Nice car.
Yes, isn't it?
So, is there a Mr Birch?
Oh, no, not for 20 years.
But we've had
so much fun in this car.
Couldn't bear to part with it.
You'll think me a silly old trout,
Mr Munro,
but even though he's dead
and I'm as blind as a bat
I still pay to have it cleaned.
Now, what's the point in that?
I have no idea.
No, you don't, do you?
Come on in, Mr Munro.
How about a nice cup of tea,
Mr Munro?
Er, not for me, thank you. I'm a
little pressed for time, actually.
As though it's been plucked
from your beautiful garden,
can you smell the rose hip and cedar?
It's been many years since
anyone's done this to me, Mr Munro.
You've certainly charged
an old girl's batteries.
Old? Why, Mrs Birch, your hands
are just like a young girl's.
Oh, you silly man.
Well, they do say
that this replenishing hand cream
has almost magical
restorative powers.
How does that feel?
Divine.
So, how many bottles
shall I put you down for?
Life's getting harder,
don't you think, Mr Munro?
Hm?
Call me Bunny.
Colder.
Breaking apart. Fracturing.
We drift through it
making no waves, affecting no-one,
affected by no-one.
It's death.
And it's so lonely.
So, I've gotta get going.
We must cling on, tighter than ever.
Uh
Do you ever read Auden, Mr Munro?
Er
Auden said everything.
We must love one another or die.
We must love one another or die,
Mr Munro.
Bunny. Call me Bunny.
We must love one another or die.
Jesus fucking Christ!
What do you lot all want from me?!
-Sorry, Mr Munro, I didn't - mean to upset you!
-No, I'm fine.
I'll take the hand cream.
What?
I'll write a cheque straightaway.
What?
-The chequebook is in the drawer, - over there.
-What? A cheque?
What the fuck am
I gonna do with a cheque?
-Well, I'm afraid it's all I have, - Mr Munro.
-Fuck sake!
Fucking loopy old cunt.
CW STONEKING: The Thing I Done
Yes! Get in.
All flesh and bone I come
All death 'long by my side
In from the storm
This scornful breath
upon my tongue
Oh, the thing I done
I took my chances
Took what chance I got
Lord knows my hands is tied
This is by an ancient blood
Remember when you let me
stay off school for two weeks?
When Daddy was gone.
And we closed the curtains
and made it all dark
and didn't answer the door.
And we pretended
it was just us in the whole world.
Yeah.
Just cuddle on the sofa.
How many films did we watch?
A hundred?
I didn't like it that much.
And all my friends at school
were friends with other people
when I got back.
Just so you know.
I think I want you
to leave me alone now.
You were right about the clown fish.
I saw a crab, though.
Do you wanna play tag?
Ow!
Hey! Christopher!
Chris!
What happened?
What did you do that for?
I'm talking to you!
Why did you do that?!
I know, love, it's OK.
You're gonna be alright.
Let's go.
Come on!
Hey, you're alright.
Come here, come here.
JOHN CALE:
If You Were Still Around
If you
Were still around
Alright, hold on.
Hold on.
Libby.
Might've overdone it a bit.
You swore.
Libby
You could write like a panther
Whatever got into your veins
What kind of green blood
When's it gonna stop bleeding?
It really hurts.
Yeah, I know.
Here.
Go get your PJs on
and go get into bed.
I'll come and tuck you in.
Is his head OK?
He'll be fine.
Hell of a shot.
Go on. Water's still in.
I'm OK.
No, you're not.
If there was ever a boy
who needed a bath, it's you.
Go on.
And use this towel hanging up.
Don't just mess about, wash.
OK?
Chris, you got your PJs on?
You alright?
I can bring you down there in a bit,
if you want.
We can have another check outside.
Do you wanna do that?
Do you really think that
maybe there's a family
that can look after me?
Yeah.
I'm sure there is.
If that's what you want.
Shall I go and call?
They might be able to come tonight.
OK.
OK.
On News Time,
panic grips a London borough,
as the mutilated body
of a young mother
is found in her home in Maida Vale.
The mystery of what could've caused
her devastating injuries were solved
when bizarre CCTV footage emerged,
capturing the
the now notorious
'Horned Killer',
wielding a blood-soaked garden fork,
running at top speed
through the local high street,
sending waves of terror
through the community,
as shoppers scrambled
to get away from him.
Police believe he may
Fuck me. Forget something?
Where is he?
Where's Junior?
Yvonne took him.
Alright, well, what's her address?
Lizzie, go have a look in the books,
see if you can find
Yvonne's address.
Here have a drink while you wait.
Hear about Poodle?
I didn't see it.
Didn't say you did.
Fucking terrible business.
Yeah.
Put it on tab, shall I?
You alright, pal?
Here you go.
Yvonne's address.
Cheers.
Yeah, hold on, hold on, mate.
Geoffrey rang earlier, said he's
been trying to get hold of you.
It's about your dad. Apparently his
carer's had enough and packed it in.
-Said that you need to get up there - sharpish.
-Fucking
Yeah.
Yeah.
Alright.
OK?
-What the fuck?
-Hello?
-Where is he? - Where the fuck - have you been?!
-Don't you start.
Dad.
Alright, boy?
You came back.
Course I did.
What? Come on.
Hey, you don't have to.
Of course he does. I'm his dad.
Get in the car.
Let's go.
Junior.
Bye then.
Bye.
LINDA PERHACS:
Hey, Who Really Cares
Been coming down for a long time
Where's our car?
I had to leave it.
This one's cooler.
It had my cream in it.
I'll buy you more cream.
And my encyclopaedia.
I'll get you another one.
I don't want another one.
Where are we going now?
We're going to see Grandad.
The great Bunny Munro the First.
I used to think of Ferris wheel
light sounds
The Friday hum of neons and blue
But now they're like circular cages
Of graded tin and rusted wind
Hey, now, who really cares?
Hey, won't somebody listen?
Let me say what's been on my mind
Can I bring it out to you?
I need someone to talk to
And no-one else
will spare me the time
I used to think of Ferris wheel
light sounds
The Friday hum of neons and blue
But now they're like circular cages
Of graded tin and rusted wind
Hey, now, who really cares?
Hey, won't somebody listen?
Let me say what's been on my mind
Can I bring out to you?
I need someone to talk to
And no-one else
will spare me the time ♪