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01x05 - Cruel Summer

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "A Town Called Malice". Aired: March 16, 2023 – May 4, 2023.*
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Set in the 1980s, the Lord family is past their criminal heydays, but that does not mean they do not feel nostalgic for it.

01x05 - Cruel Summer

Post by bunniefuu »

The following programme contains
strong language and violent scenes.

If we're gonna do this,

let's go all the way.

Empower your boys.

Make them feel valuable.

Swallow. Grandad, watch this.

Oh! He's inherited
your skills.

And yours.

This Cesar fella? The Mayor?

If he's the man down here,
and we wanna build stuff,

then we've gotta get him onside.

There's blood on them readies.
- For you. - Good boy.

Go and check on your
brother, will you?

The land belongs
to my family now.

If you want a safe
passage for your hash,

I'm the only one that
can make that happen.

And what do you get out of this?

An opportunity to meet
your people in Africa.

There is something
you might wanna know

about Gene's deal
with the Gitanos.

He's got a plane to Morocco.

He's meeting some
drug dealers there.

Nothing there but
desert. And oranges.

Tomorrow, I leave for Tangiers.
If it really can't wait,

I'm contactable here in Morocco.

And Mr Lord, don't ever
try to buy me again.

Please Eddie, just go!

I have to be able to trust you.

You can. My baby boy.

You've come back.

You think I'm ashamed? You
couldn't wait to get shot of me.

That's because it's
not safe for you here.

Then why the f*ck
are you still here?

(TENSE MUSIC)

(MUFFLED SINGING)

(CROWD SINGING "THIS
LITTLE LIGHT OF MINE")

♪ I'm gonna let it shine.

♪ Oh, this little light of
mine, I'm gonna let it shine.

♪ This little light of mine... ♪
Where've you been?

Sorry.

♪ Let it shine. Let it
shine. Let it shine. ♪

Eddie, you gonna
join in? (CHUCKLES)

(MUSIC FADES INTO ECHOES)

♪ DANDY LIVINGSTONE: A
Message To You Rudy ♪

♪ Stop your running about.

♪ It's time you
straightened right out

♪ Stop your running around

♪ Making trouble in the town,

♪ Ah-ah-ah, Rudy

♪ A message to you, Rudy

Wait!

♪ A message to you... ♪

Wait!

Quick! Hurry!

Right, ugh.

You are such a big boy.

Thank you. Go on,
straight up to the front.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

♪ Or you might wind up in jail

♪ Then you'll suffer... ♪

That's what I like to see, a
man getting his hands dirty.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, you cook. I clean.

I take the bins out. You
go on top in the bedroom.

(BOTH LAUGH)

OK, alright, so... so
that's a chore now? Mm-hmm?

In which case I
expect to be paid.

Oh, yeah? Mm-hmm, Mm-hmm.

Mmm. Mmm. I promise, Mercy...

things are gonna
change. Hmm. I know.

(HEAVY DOOR KNOCKING)

(HEAVY DOOR KNOCKING)
f*cking open the door!

Clarence? Stay there.

What's going on?
Keep him quiet.

Who is it?! Shhh.

(INDISTINCT WOMAN SHOUTING)

I'm coming!

(DOOR IS KICKED) WOMAN: Hey!

Trying to hide from us?
I haven't been paid yet.

Paid by who? If you had a job,
we wouldn't be here, would we?

I've got interviews,
I swear. Yeah.

Yeah. What's this?

It's a yam. Yam.

You heard Dad, it's a yam.

Please, Mr Lord. One more
week. I'll get your money.

What you do? Spunk your
money on rum and wacky-baccy?

f*cking waster.

If we was alone, I'd f*cking
wipe the floor with you.

You wouldn't dare step
foot in here alone, boy.

Anything valuable
in there? Please.

Look, it's a mess in there.

Ugh. (GASPING)

Not so f*cking hard
now, are ya? Ugh!

(GASPING AND MOANING)

(PANTING)

This f*cking gaff's
a sh*t-hole, Dad.

No need to ridicule a
man's living quarters.

We all got to start somewhere.

Which is why...

we're happy to provide
the service we do.

Give people like you a chance
to make something of themselves.

Like what we did.

But do not misconstrue
my kindness for weakness.

Friday. With interest.

Or we'll have to find
another way for you to pay.

Tick tock. The meter's running.

Here you are, ma'am.
Room for one more?

Leave me alone! We
ain't done nothing.

What the f*ck were you thinking,
bringing criminals into our home?!

We needed food, clothes for Eddie,
a suit for my inter-A suit?!

I wasn't getting anywhere.
It's nothing to do

with what you're wearing!
Look, I'm trying to change

the way that people see me.
A suit isn't gonna do that!

Who are they?

The Lords.

They run things round Bermondsey

protection, money-lending-

Why pay into a pardna if you're
just gonna go to gangsters?

Our draw's three months away.

I didn't want you to miss
the deadline for college.

(SIGHS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

How dangerous are they?

He's OK.

That's why you hid us, isn't it?

Relax, alright?
I'll find something.

Even if it means going
back to the building site.

I'll pay him back and... and
then we can start saving...

laying down roots, the...
the community centre.

And then start one up in
Jamaica, so that youngsters

can come back and forth,
prosperity for all.

It's a lovely dream. But
we have to be realistic.

Yeah, I know, and...

I'll make it right, I promise.

Mercy?

(WHISTLES)

Interview didn't go well, then?

You said there were
other ways to pay.

And there are.

And as our dad says...

don't confuse our
kindness with weakness.

Me, my brothers, we stick out
round here like sore thumbs.

But you, you can get
to places we can't.

Places like that.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

There's another
fella, name of Bunny.

About your stamp. You know him?

He's just gone in.

I can't.

You need to send a
message. Tonight.

Or else you'll end
up being a message.

Pay your f*cking debts.

(TENSE MUSIC)

♪ TOOTS AND THE MAYTALS:
54-46 Was My Number ♪

♪ Hear what I say,
sir, yeah, yeah

♪ Get your hands in the air, sir

♪ Woo, yeah

♪ Then you will get no
hurt, mister, no, no, no

♪ I said, yeah ♪ I said, yeah

♪ What they say?
♪ What they say?

♪ Don't you hear? I
say yeah ♪ Yeah, yeah.

♪ Listen what they say
♪ Listen what they say

Have you seen Bunny?
Bunny, he's over there.

♪ Do you believe I would
take such a thing with me

♪ And give it to a police man?

♪ And if I do that,
I would say, "Sir...

♪ "Come on and put
the charge on me"

♪ I wouldn't do that, no

♪ I wouldn't do that

♪ I'm not a fool to hurt myself

♪ So I was innocent of
what they done to me

♪ They was wrong

♪ They was wrong, oh, yeah... ♪

Big up, my bredda!
Wagwan? I'm sorry.

♪ Give it to me two
times ♪ Hey, hey

♪ Give it to me three
times ♪ Hey, hey, hey

♪ Give it to me four times

(FOUR ECHOING THUDS)

(MUSIC CONTINUES
ECHOED AND DISTORTED)

(DOOR SLAMS OPEN) Get
Eddie, we've got to go-

Go where? Anywhere. Jamaica?

I kept some of the
money that they lent me.

And Jamaica? What you...?

Oh, God. Oh, God.

What have you done?
I didn't do anything!

That's why we've got to go!

(WINDOW SMASHING) I told
you, "One more chance."

Come out and be
like a man! Dada!

Eddie?! Eddie! Eddie, no!

Eddie! (GLASS SHATTERS
AND FLAMES ROAR)

(EDDIE SCREAMING)

Get him, please! Eddie!

(SCREAMING) Mum!

Here, here! Go! Go! Go!

I'll get our passports.

Go!

(TENSE MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

That'll do.

(STUNNED): Clarence? Clarence?

(PANTING)

(FIRE ENGINE SIRENS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

At least have a
Marmite sandwich.

You can't just go
abroad without eating.

Mum. Please. Drop me out.
Len, where's the buy money?

I thought you had it? No,
mate. I pugged it last night.

It was here. Morning
boys. Oh, tea, lovely.

Right. Has anyone seen
the readies for Morocco?

Yeah, well, about that...

See, if you take the money,
it'll leaves us with nish.

Dad. We can't turn
up empty handed.

I'll wind up having to brass
myself if you take that cash.

We're completely
f*cking potless.

Yeah, they won't take us seriously
without a down payment dad.

Relax boy, you're
only buying oranges.

You can blag a couple of
Arab greengrocers, can't you?

Oh, come on you two, use your charm.
You know you've got plenty of it.

Not even I'm that charming.

Look, it's your
contract, alright.

So, I think it's only fair
that you see it through,

right to the end,
on your own bat.

Proud of you boy.

Be safe darling.

See you, Mum.

You be careful with
them people over there.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah,
you too, alright.

(IN THE NEXT ROOM): Do you think
my dad knows what we are up too?

(IN THE NEXT ROOM): I'll
keep an eye on him, alright.

I'll miss you.

Eddie?

How could you kiss and play happy
families, after what they've done?!

I told you, we've got
to keep 'em close.

One wrong word, and we'll wind
up getting buried in the desert.

Mum, this is mad.

Look baby, I know you're scared.

No one is gonna hurt
you. What about you?

They won't see me coming,

and trust me, one-by-one,
they'll all go.

What if you get
caught? I won't.

I'm never going back to prison.

Why did you get bird?

The police found the g*n
in the debris of the flat.

My prints were on it.

So I got ten years
for possession.

A f*cking decade.

How long do we
have to stay here?

We let Gene get somewhere
with this hotel.

I finish what I started...

then we take the money and run.

Jamaica. Like your
dad always said.

Look. Look. Look.

All you have to do...

is play nice, alright,
and stay schtum.

What about him, Gene?

He'll be the last to go.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Gracias, amigo. Adios.

(MEN CHATTER IN ARABIC)

Yeah, alright.

(SPEAKING IN ARABIC)

Easy, Abdul.

Windy, innit? Woo.

Oi, Abdul. This place
anywhere nearby?

Oi, I'm talking to you,
son! (RESPONDS IN ARABIC)

Len.

What you on about? The
Mayor's in Morocco too.

I need to get in front of him
about our planning permission.

Mate. I thought you sorted it.
Don't get lemon, Gene, I will.

So, you lied to Dad, as well?!

You're not the only one
trying to make him proud.

(SPEAKS ARABIC) Mate,
one more f*cking time.

Hey. Hey. Leonard.
Leonard. Hey. My friends!

My friend. English, yes?

Yeah. Queen Elizabeth!
Margaret Thatcher!

Kenny Dalglish! Yeah. Come!

Come with me! (SPEAKS ARABIC)

Mr Chaffik? Come. Come.

I have some bargains for you.
Televisions, VCR, radios!

Come. Come.

Welcome sit down. Sit.

You're Mr Chaffik?

That's a name you won't use
again outside of this place.

Alright, Kel? Alright Cind.

Look, I know we haven't
really spoken much,

but I just wanted to say thanks,
you know, for looking after Eddie,

and bringing him over here,
he said you're proper reem.

Need a hand?

Yeah, yeah, I do
actually, loading up,

having a little soiree
on the beach later.

Nice. Yeah.

Can I ask you a favour, Kelly?

Everyone says you're a
bit of a charmer and, erm,

I just wondered if you could
take Eddie along, you, know maybe

show him the ropes. Meet
some new people and that.

Yeah, you mean like the ladies?
Yeah, course I can, course.

I mean, we all know what it's like
been the odd one out, don't we?

You're telling me.

Hmm. Beach party, yeah?

Looks like you've got this
coast already sewn up.

You know us Lords.
Yeah. I'm beginning to.

Yeah. You know I used to, er,
I used to DJ at the Blitz club?

Yeah. Yeah, like
pals with Boy George,

Steve Strange, all of them. Wow.

Yeah. Yeah, pretty big time.

Amazing. There you go.

Well, have a good time, alright.

Here, here, come on.

Cop for that. Stick those
over there. Come on son.

We'll have a party, Ed.

You'll never guess what
the guys are planning.

Beach party, eh? Yeah.

Oi, oi. We should
go. Surprise 'em.

It'll be full of
young'uns. Exactly.

Muscles, toned-flesh,
what do you reckon Carls?

Yeah, f*ck it, why not eh, Mint Ma?
Oh, come on Ma, girls night out?

I was hoping to take
you for lunch. Aye, aye.

What you wearing that old
thing for? Still fits.

Just. Did my finest
work in this.

Thank you. (SCOLDS IN ARABIC)

Hey, mate! Mate! It's
alright. Don't worry.

I will be the judge of what
is alright, in my own home.

Fair enough.

These are from my
family's land in Spain,

which I hope we can both use to
grow something just as beautiful.

(SNAPS FINGERS)

Shukran.

Really pushed the
boat out there, kid.

This is why you're
here for, correct?

Hi. Lord.

Welcome. This way, please.

Fancy. I like it, Albert Lord.

You remember when
I bought this suit?

1969. Savile Row. I
had a wardrobe-full.

You too, furs, shoes,
Mary Quant dresses.

Top of the pile, remember?

What happened to us, Alb?

We'll get it back.

Top of the pile again.

We can have it here, in the
sun. You know that, don't you?

That's why I'm so
proud of you, Alb,

for letting our boys
spread their wings.

Mush. Which one's Tariq? Who?

Order what you want, Ginge,
I'll be back in jiffy.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

That Tariq. Mm-hmm.

Little change of plan.

Albert Lord.

You, er... you know my son.

We know our cove is the safest point
on the Costa to land your boats.

You continue to use
it as an entry point,

but we want two hundred keys on
top of what the Dutch bring in.

They keep theirs, and we
sell the rest in the UK.

And you think you can
move all that product?

Mate. Everyone in South London's
out of their f*cking head.

It's a piece of piss.

You can finance it?

We were hoping...

proposing...

that we pay you on the back end.

With interest, of course.

Very dangerous way
to do business.

We can iron out the numbers
if we agree in principle.

Of course, we don't have to
let you use our land at all.

And we don't have
to sell the hashish.

That'd be f*cking
stupid, wouldn't it?

We'd be back at the start,
but you've lost your route.

Listen, boys, we're
on the same team here.

Relax. Please, try
this, it's a tradition.

Drop us out. You think
you can get us buzzed,

and we'll agree to
anything. Behave.

f*ck it.

How can you buy
without first trying?

Deep into your lungs.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(STEAM WHISTLE)

(SPLUTTERING)

Ohh. (CLEARS THROAT)

(CHUCKLES) Now, that's, er...
That's sweet mate, that's bang on.

You will hear from my superiors.

Please accept this as a token for
our gratitude for coming to see us.

Salam alaikum.

Gene, what the f*ck?

Relax.

What's wrong with you.
Come on, let's go.

Where you going?

Alright, wait.

You alright there, Bob Marley?

I'm buzzing mate. Why
didn't you try some?

Cos I didn't fancy getting
bummed on a magic carpet.

(LAUGHING) State of you.

Liven yourself up and
meet me at the docks.

I'm gonna sort the Mayor.

(PSYCHEDELIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Not for me.

Woah. American?

No, English. Passport, please.

English. English.

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

ALBERT LORD: 'Relax. You're
only buying oranges.'

'You can blag a couple of
Arab Greengrocers, can't ya.

'Use your charm Gene, you
know you've got plenty of it.'

(SCREAMING)

'I'm proud of you son.'

(IN AUDIBLE)

(AUDIBLE SCREAM)

Wake up, English. (PANTING)

Not long now.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(UPBEAT POP MUSIC)

No. You don't need
that poster there.

Yeah, we do. f*cking hell.

Right, come on, boys.

Oi. Give us one.

Oi. Chop-chop.

Watch out there, Eddie.

You too, Ant, and
easy on those beers.

You're a real-life saver,
Eddie. Look at that.

I thought your lot were
supposed to be strong.

If half the people that
we've flyered, turn up,

we're gonna be caked.

And he'll still be potless,
mug. Drop me out, Anthony.

Come on then Eddie.
Give us a butchers.

He's got a back like pork
crackling. Pig's back.

(IMITATES PIG GRUNTING/SQUEALING)
Cut it. Come on.

Anti-depressants?

It only took ten minutes.
I should have f*cking known

you would pull a stroke. Who
do you think pays for this?

Why have you got the hump?

Ey, you got a nice meal
out of it, didn't you?

And what did you get?
(SMUGLY): You'll see.

Sums you up, really.

Take me on a 'date,
' then side door me,

while you go off and talk
to some Toby on a boat.

(PILL CRUNCHES)

You know, when I asked you
earlier, what happened?

Why did we end up at
the bottom of the pile?

The answer is you.
It's always you.

You don't see the
bigger picture, do you?

You're always looking
in the gutter.

Not appreciating what
you've already got...

including me.

Everything I've done was for
you, and for the family-Oh!

Don't give me that old bollocks.

I'm going out with the girls.

You can stay here and convince
yourself you are still a gangster.

Ginger. Don't walk away from me.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(CAR RADIO): ♪ DURAN DURAN:
Hungry Like The Wolf ♪

♪ ..night is a wire

♪ Steam in the
subway, earth is afire

Stay.

♪ Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do

♪ Woman, you want
me, give me a sign

♪ And catch my breathing
even closer behind

♪ Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do

♪ In touch with the ground

♪ I'm on the hunt, I'm after you

♪ Smell like I sound,
I'm lost in a crowd

♪ And I'm hungry like the wolf

♪ Straddle the line
in discord and rhyme

♪ I'm on the hunt, I'm after you

♪ Mouth is alive,
with juices like wine

♪ And I'm hungry like the wolf

♪ Stalked in the forest,
too close to hide

♪ I'll be upon you
by the moonlight side


Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do... ♪

Senor Lord... an
unexpected visit.

Please, call me Leonard.

I was hoping me coming here
would show you how serious

we are about building our hotel.

Do you ride? Only on
the beach, at Margate.

Is that a racecourse?
No, it's a... Nah...

I don't ride, but
I know my horses.

Grown up around
a lot of bookies.

Khalil here's an Arab Appaloosa.

A cross between an Arabian
thoroughbred and an Appaloosa.

Hard-working, refined...

and intelligent enough to
understand who's in charge.

Hmm.

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

I'm thinking of buying him.

What do you think?

Bad teeth. First thing
bookies look for.

Could be Shergar's brother,
but if it can't eat,

it can't run.

Or dance.

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Who gave you this?

Face forward.

I'm just a tourist
here on a day trip.

Do you know what the penalty is
for drug trafficking in Morocco?

Death... that is the penalty.

I want a lawyer.
(LAUGHING): I want a lawyer.

Is that the man who
gave you the hashish?

I've never seen that
man before in my life.

This man is a known
drug trafficker.

You were seen
entering his property.

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

He said you tried to
sell him the hashish.

It's bullshit-

I will give you to the count of
five to tell me the truth. Five!

(WHISPERING): Listen. Listen.

I'm just here on a day trip.

I've never seen this
man before in my life!

Four. In my shop,

you can find
tomatoes from Spain.

Shut the f*ck up!

Three.

Tell them the truth!

Tell him the truth, Gene.
How does he know your name?!

How does he know your name?

Two.

One.

(g*n CLICKS WITHOUT FIRING)

(MOROCCANS ALL LAUGH)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

Good try. Good try.

Magloubah. Made with
your delicious tomatoes.

The gift was a nice gesture.

Thank you.

I like you, Gene.

But you've got some ba*ls asking
for half a ton of hashish on credit.

It was quarter of
a ton, actually.

What do you take me for?

You think we're stupid Moroccans
you British can divide and rule?

No, no, no, of course not.

You've got no idea what
I'm talking about, do you?

While you were talking
to us this morning,

your father met
with Tariq in Spain,

and they agreed to
double the shipment.

I'm surprised.
Didn't you know this?

If that's what he wants.

You see, I'm here on
my father's behalf,

so if he wants us to increase the
load, then that's down to him.

Wait! Wait! But... Hey!

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

I'm not going home empty handed.

I'm running this operation,
but my father runs our family.

You can trust us.

You get one chance to
impress. Tariq will supervise.

You saved me a lot
of money today.

I could make you a lot more...

if you help me with planning
permission to build a hotel.

I don't think I want to know how
you make your money, Senor Lord...

but the Costa needs all
the investment, it can get.

So you'll help?

Show me your plans
when we're back.

But I'm sure I can be persuaded.

I sorted it, kid.
Like I said I would.

What's wrong?

Dad got to the Moroccans
before I even met them.

And did what? Made
a bigger deal.

Len, he's got no
idea what he's doing.

If this goes wrong,
then we're dead.

All of us. They've got
a f*cking army out here.

They stuck a sack over my
head and put me on my knees.

And then they stuck a
g*n in my f*cking face.

I could have been
k*lled, down to him.

It could only have been, Kelly.

Look, don't say anything, Gene.

We'll work it out.

Don't confront him,
alright. It's not worth it.

Just keep schtum, yeah.

'I know Dad can be
unpredictable...'

'..but he's in charge.'

Ah. Oh. Oh. Oh. Now that
is what I'm talking about.

Gorgeous. We are ready to dance.

Wait here for me,
yeah? Cinco minutos.

Vale, gracias.

'And deep down...'

'..he just wants
what's best for us.'

(TENSE MUSIC)

(IN THE DISTANCE): Hold on to this.
Yeah. Yeah. Thank you, Mint Ma.

Gorgeous. Oh,
look at the water.

Amazing! Right,
let's do it, ladies!

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(TENSE MUSIC FADES
INTO PARTY CHATTER)

(DANCE MUSIC)

Everyone knows the
Lords in London.

That's why I like
it here, you know.

Yeah, sure. Cos we're no one.

Erm... Is your
brother Gene coming?

Gene? Yes.

No, he's not invited. Oh.

Oi! Oi! Woohoo!

What are you doing here, Ma?
Oh, sorry, we couldn't resist.

Where's your husband?
He wasn't invited.

Oh, that's a shame, you
are a lovely couple.

Well, you obviously haven't
heard he's a two bob c**t.

(LAUGHS)

Do you know what?
Just for tonight:

f*ck the Lords,

we're the Ladies. Wooo!

To the Ladies! Yeah!
Here's to us. Come on Ma.

Cheers.

Hey, Kel. Where's Eddie?
He's around somewhere.

Alright cool, I'm gonna
go and check him alright.

Just give me a minute.

Yeah, so, what I'm saying
is, you know, starting again,

which is what I'm doing here.
You know, starting from scratch.

♪ DARYL HALL AND
JOHN OATS: Maneater ♪

♪ She'll only come out at night

♪ The lean and hungry type

♪ Nothing is new, I've
seen her here before... ♪

(WAVES CRASHING)

f*cking piss, bruv. f*ck off.

Hola. The f*ck are you
f*cking looking at?

(SLURRED): Why you English
always gotta be so rude?

You want to see my
d*ck or something?

You a f*cking poof?
I didn't know...

Well, come on, then,
you f*cking c**t.

Ugh. Oi.

How's this for a
view? Yeah? Yeah?

Oh, yeah. You like that, eh?
Yeah, you f*cking like that.

Oi, Ant. Leave him alone!

Look who it is.

You think I can't see
you in the dark, yeah?

You want to be a hero
now, do ya? Do ya?

Oi. Oi. f*cking come on, then.

f*ck off. Come on then, Eddie.

(SCREAMS)

(BODY THUDDING)

(BONE CRACKS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(WHISPERED): f*ck!

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Albert?

Time for a swim, c**t.

(PHONE RINGING)

(DECK CHAIR SCRAPING) Ugh.

(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

(PHONE BEEPS)

(MUFFLED): "Mum.
Mum. Mum." Eddie?!

"Can you hear me?"
(SPEAKING INDISCERNIBLY)

Right. Alright, just, just
calm down. Right. Calm down.

(SPEAKING INDISCERNIBLY)

sh*t!

f*ck, is he breathing?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm gonna f*cking
k*ll you! Oh! Eddie!

(BOYS GRUNTING)

(THROUGH GRITTED TEETH): Aaaah!

(ROCK THUDS)

Ugh!

(BOTH PANTING)

It looks... It looks
like what it is, alright.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

Come on. Eddie, come on, now!

(TENSE MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(TENSE MUSIC GROWS
MUFFLED AND FADES)

♪ THE POINTER SISTERS:
Jump (For My Love) ♪

♪ Then jump for my love

♪ Jump in and feel my touch

♪ Jump if you want
to taste my kisses

♪ In the night then

♪ Jump, jump for my love

♪ Jump, I know my heart
can make you happy

♪ Jump in, you know these arms

♪ Can feel you up

♪ Jump, if you want
to taste my kisses

♪ In the night then

♪ Jump, jump for my love

♪ You told me

♪ I'm the only woman for you

♪ Nobody does you like I do

♪ Then make a move before
you try and go much farther,

♪ Oh, baby, you are the one,

♪ You are the one

♪ And heaven waits
here at my door

♪ And if you want more

♪ If you want more, more, more

♪ Then jump for my love

♪ Jump in and feel my touch ♪