Synthesized (2025)

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Hello, and welcome to the world of sound

with synthesizers, designed to produce

instrument sounds.

Gee, the synthesizer can do just about

everything, except play itself.

But it can do that too.

As an example, to synthesize the sound of

an electric bass, he begins with a raw

sound from an oscillator.

Puts it into the correct pitch range,

and this is the way it might sound.

First, with a single track, like this.

The electronic synthesizer can create and

control all the variables of musical

sound, and thus the possibilities are

infinite.

Allocated to a single key.

So, 49 keys in total.

The envelope generator, so we'll adjust

the attack, attack, attack.

In fact, for a second, I forgot it was

polyphonic.

I thought it was a monophonic synth.

It's in tacks, break them all up so it

could be like something else.

So what is it you're going to be using it

for?

Erm, it's to go towards my stage set up.

Stage set up?

You play gigs?

Wow.

Yeah, I mean, I'm just starting out

really.

It's basically just one man and his dog,

so...

Still, you've got to start somewhere,

haven't you?

Yeah.

I guess I should pay.

Yeah.

It was 1500, right?

Yeah, that's what we said.

Your missus like it.

Sorry.

Well, synths are an expensive hobby.

She must be very understanding.

Martin!

Have you seen the charger from the phone?

Er, yeah, it was behind the sofa.

Are you going out?

Yeah.

Bongo's bingoes with Julian and Leanne.

Oh, yeah.

Er, Val, if you need a lift, give me a

ring, yeah?

Right.

Oh, Val.

Just listen to this quick.

That's your news at 8.30.

I'll be back with more at 9.00.

Bye bye.

He's not that small, either.

He's actually got 4 oscillators.

Though, without anymore talking,

let's plug it in and give it a go.

So, let's begin.

Remember, this is a mini Jack synthesiser,

which is a bit of a shame.

But, the bonus to that, is we can use

Eurorack's stack able cables, which is

pretty cool, actually.

So, let's plug the output of this BCO in

first.

This, right up here, is the wire that goes

straight to the output of the synthesiser.

Ohh, that's a squared again!

Square wave, sine wave, triangle,

and square wave, with...

f*ck's sakes.

Is it fixed?

No.

Needs more time.

It needs binning.

Oh, why?

It's naked.

But I need it for work.

I'm sorry, I can't help you.

Can Martin fix it for me?

No.

But he's really good with computers.

Just get a new one.

No, but I like this one, look.

Next.

Pam, there's no one else here.

I need you to leave.

Rude.

Off you pop.

So rude.

Do you fix hoovers, mate?

f*ck this.

What's wrong with him?

We don't fix hoovers, mate.

Sorry.

See you later then.

Now, before we go any further,

we're going to try the RFM filter.

This is basically three bandpass filters

that phase against the original signal.

It's pretty funny.

Good night, mate.

Yeah, good night, mate.

It's gone six o'clock.

What are you going to do?

Microfix, Cam speaking.

We actually have a two for one on that at

the moment.

Our best salesman has just left.

So maybe if you come back tomorrow at ten.

May I help you, Chief?

Yeah, I'm just looking for Tia Charlton.

What, do you want me there?

I'm just, erm, I'm coming to fix a laptop.

Right.

Hi, love, could you sign in for me,

please?

Thanks.

You know this fella?

Yeah.

Do you want to come in?

Do you want a cup of tea?

Er, oh yeah, please.

It's very kind of you to come and fix it

for me.

That's alright.

Erm, I may just need to take it away for a

while.

Is that alright?

That's alright.

I'll look after it, I promise.

Cross your heart and I hope to die.

Okay.

Cross my heart, I hope to die.

And make us that tea.

Okay.

Yeah, I'll, erm...

I'll get it back to you in a couple of

days.

Well, thank you ever so much, mate.

You're...

You're welcome.

Yeah, I'll, erm...

Yeah, I'll be in touch.

Bye.

Morning.

How you feeling?

Right, I'd better get going.

Okay.

Love ya.

Yep.

Emergency services.

Which service do you require?

Oh, mate, everyone round here looks like a

f*cking leper.

Alright, what's wrong with you?

Tia slit her wrists.

Tia?

That nutjob that comes in here?

f*cking hell.

How do you know that, anyway?

Well, because I found her.

At her flat.

Oi, oi, what were you doing at her flat?

I was just dropping her laptop back off

for her.

What's that fixing for?

That f*cking laptop.

f*cking Muppet.

I hope you're charged, eh?

Look, I'm sorry about before.

I know you're only trying to help her out.

I mean, listen, you might save the life,

you know?

Cam?

Yeah, mate?

Hey, mate.

Valkyrie came home from Bongo's bingo the

other night, right?

She smelt like sex.

Yeah, go on.

Well, what should I do?

Oh.

Er, sh*t.

Erm...

Well, what would you do if it was your

wife?

Oh, no.

She'd never do that to me.

Well, what if she did?

Well, then I'd be straight in.

No messing about.

Are you having sex with another man?

Well, suppose she said yeah.

Well, then I'd shave her hair off, tie

her up in a cellar and set fire to her.

Jokes.

We ain't got a cellar.

Right, well, thanks for the advice.

Yeah, mate.

I always got your back, haven't I?

You look nice.

You going out?

Yeah, just a few drinks with the girls.

I might join you.

I thought you had a gig.

Yeah, I mean after.

It's been ages.

Aw, that's cute.

Yeah, well, we'll have to start something.

When?

I don't know.

Whenever.

Look, Val, I need to say something.

What?

Martin, I'm late.

The other night when you came home and you

got in bed, there was this weird,

like, smell of sex.

Sex?

As in... you think I'm being unfaithful?

I don't know.

You tell me.

Well, I'm not.

I would never do something like that.

You're lying.

I don't like it, you weirdo.

You're tripping me up on the f*cking stars

over there, you know.

I need a bath.

Hello, Martin.

All fixed.

Yeah?

Mm.

I'm going off, too.

See you later.

See you later.

Should we go inside and test it?

Sure.

Now, regarding the digital communications

processor, I'd like to borrow Al Jolson's

words and say, you ain't heard nothing

yet.

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

Oh, sh*t.

f*ck.

Who's this guy?

My husband.

f*ck.

Get out.

Come on.

Right.

f*cking shoes.

Well?

I needed it.

f*cking needed it?

Why didn't you ask me?

Ask?

Why'd you have to f*cking ask?

Does all this not command your attention?

Of course it f*cking does.

Really?

Then why am I out here doing this?

Who are you ringing?

Odin.

Oh.

f*cking great.

Hiya.

Where are ya?

If I drop you a pinky, you come pick me

up?

OK.

And hurry up.

Why don't you just come home, bruv?

No.

Do you know what?

Things happen for a reason.

This is good, in a way.

But how's this f*cking good?

Cos I'm not happy, Martin.

And I haven't been for a long time.

I'm out.

I don't know why you look so surprised.

You've been punching for 15 years,

Martin, and you know it.

I'm drawing a line under us.

No, you're not.

No, you're not.

Shush.

You know me.

When I make a decision...

Not just your f*cking decision,

Val.

What's going on?

Nothing.

I just want a lift.

Drop down again, big man.

Yeah.

You just get in the car.

I'll tell you on the way.

Dickhead!

Morning, mate.

Martin, mate.

You got a screwdriver?

Martin!

What's going on?

Come and help me with this f*cking thing,

will you?

For f*ck's sakes.

f*cking old piece of sh*t.

f*ck!

Martin!

You come and help me with this f*cking...

Oi!

What are you doing?

Oh!

f*ck!

f*ck!

Ow!

f*cking hell, Martin!

Oh!

What are you doing?

So what are you going to do, apart from

skewer yourself?

Honestly, I have no idea.

So...

I mean, you saw them.

Bang at it.

Yeah.

What do they look like?

Have you finished?

Yeah.

Well, Doug, don't do that again.

The envelope generator is divided into

four sections.

One which controls attack, decay,

sustain, and release.

I mean, why don't you?

Laptop.

Kitchen.

Ah.

You didn't punch your walls again.

How's Val?

None of your business now, is it?

Okay.

You know, I see you're just doing a little

bit more of a man.

Well, like you.

You know, I said that to you two at the

last.

I said it to our mam on your wedding day.

Very different breed, us car likes.

Very physical.

Very passionate.

We're like lions.

Know what I mean?

I'll be back for the rest of my stuff in a

couple of days.

I suggest you have it ready for me.

OK?

That's it.

She's not here.

She's been taken in.

Again.

In?

What do you mean, in?

Secure mental health unit.

Not that it's any business of yours.

Look, pal, I don't know what you think

you're playing at.

But Tia doesn't need a boyfriend.

Not right now.

Obviously not a married one.

Not a curtain ring on your finger,

is it?

Eh?

I don't think your missus would be too

pleased if she knew you'd been sniffing

round a vulnerable woman.

But she...

Not to mention the police.

The police?

Yes, the police.

P.A.

You need to stay away.

I.

Think we might have to run some

diagnostics on it.

Any idea when it will be ready?

I really need it for my job.

I could drop it off to you if you like.

You do that?

Only for the really good looking

customers.

You know, I can pick it up myself.

All right.

Why don't you put your number on there and

I'll give you a call when it's ready.

And you're saying you wouldn't?

You could now that your friend's single.

I'm not single.

Oh, mate.

Val's history, mate.

Treat yourself.

Buy yourself some new trainers.

Ooh!

Or get on one of them dating apps.

Yeah.

Women are into all sorts of blokes.

Even oddballs like you.

The band The Rednecks had a 1995 hit with

which song?

Cotton Eye Joe.

Turn it in.

Right, get him out before I knock him out.

Get out, Martin.

f*ck.

Get out.

Spit it out.

You know why I'm here.

You're wasting your time.

Hey, do you remember coming here?

On our first date?

No one saved me because I weren't old

enough.

And you had to get the drinks.

Never paid me back.

Can we try again?

No.

Look, I'm doing this for you as well,

you know?

No.

I'm being brave for both of us.

We're different, Martin.

Well, opposites attract, don't they?

And we did.

A long time ago.

But not anymore.

Just...

move on.

I have.

Er...

Yeah.

Yeah.

Can I...

Can you just put me on hold for a sec

while I go get one of our technicians?

All right, Tom.

Martin?

Martin.

What are you doing?

Taking a profile picture.

For what?

For that dating app thing you told me

about.

OK, yeah, I don't think shirtless is the

way to go, if I'm being honest.

Not with them t*ts.

Come on.

I need you to help me with a customer.

Take care of yourself, Tia.

Yeah.

Why don't you try and sit down?

I'll have a quick wee, then I'll make us a

nice cuppa.

What the f*ck are you doing?

Have you seen this?

What they've done to her?

Poor girls don't talk to their bloody

eyeballs.

No, I asked you a question.

What the f*ck are you doing?

I could ask you the same thing,

son.

She's my friend.

Friend?

I'm beginning to think I should have

phoned the police about you.

She needs rest.

Yeah, I know she needs rest.

Right.

You go now, and I'm phoning the police.

I'll be back to you, yeah?

Promise?

Go on.

Martin, it's Tia.

Could you come round and see me,

please?

There's something that...

I'm scared of what's happening.

Of what he wants, and...

I don't have anyone I can talk to.

I'm scared.

Please, Martin.

Don't even.

Don't what?

Get involved with that nutter.

Mate, I think she needs help.

I know your head's all over the gaff

around Valkyrie, but she ain't the answer.

Mate, no offence, but...

I don't think you know what you're on

about.

I know women.

And this one's gonna bring you nothing but

misery.

Trust me.

Stay away.

f*ck's sake, you little nuts.

I thought the game ain't got a guide at

all.

That'll end.

A sharp attack...

and a slower decay.

The actual sounds of musical instruments

can be pre-recorded...

and stored in the computer for later use.

She's not there.

Hey, Tucker.

Who's they?

Filv.

She was out here screaming and carrying on

last night.

Alan had to try and get her back inside.

Alan?

The caretaker.

Yeah.

She was having none of it, though.

Took three of them to get her down the

stairs.

Have you got any cigs?

Er, no, no, sorry, I don't smoke.

Aye, sweet.

Yes, come on, into your room.

Yeah, into my room.

Go on.

Hello, Martin.

What's okay?

We didn't have a phone number for you.

Oh, that's all right.

I can give it to you now, if you like.

It's okay.

Look...

I'm really sorry to have to tell you.

But Tia...

she's took her own life in the early hours

of this morning.

I'm so sorry.

Today we're going to be making some really

dark synth sounds on this modular

synthesizer.

Oh, that's some scary stuff right there!

It gives it to your brain, doesn't it?

Tea, yeah?

What?

Tea?

Yeah.

You need to stay away from me.

Welcome to the world of sounds and

synthesizers.

Oi,

don't f*cking do that again.

No, I won't.

Are you sure?

She's been awfully quiet the last few

days.

I mean, not that you're a bundle of joy

every other f*cking day.

She ain't coming back, mate.

And what are you doing about it,

anyway?

About what?

About that girl you matched with.

It's too soon.

p*ssy.

Let's have a look at her.

Come on, Chuck us your phone.

Oh!

Hey!

She's kind of cute.

If you squint.

What are you doing?

Just hoping you get a shag on her.

You know you're a prick sometimes.

Oh, f*cking hell.

All right, Malkyrie?

Can you get him out here, please?

Sure.

Yep.

I'll just be in my office.

You burnt my clothes.

And my passport.

I was angry.

You have to sell the house.

I need my half of the money.

Half?

God knows I've earned it, Martin.

It was my dad's.

Yeah, it was.

He's dead.

He left it to us.

He left it to me?

You know I forgive you, don't you,

Val?

I'm good for you, Martin.

Now get that house sold.

I don't like the taste so much as the

feeling when it hits the back of my throat.

I make sure I brush my teeth straight

afterwards, though.

Do you think I have nice teeth?

Yeah.

That you work in computers?

Yeah, in repairs.

What about you?

A teacher.

I'm a teacher.

How old?

Thirty-four.

The kids?

Oh, um...

Year six.

About, um...

Sort of that big.

And what kind of music do you like?

Um...

Anything, really.

I really like synth music.

I make my own, actually.

We are the robots.

You're very talented.

Do you sing as well?

No.

So...

What made you swipe right?

I didn't.

My boss could.

Oh.

Um...

What about you?

Because you were so...

unimpressive.

But usually men are like, I'm a gym rat

and I fly space shuttles at weekends.

But yours...

Plus you looked sad on your profile

picture.

It made me want to find out a little more.

I'm a nosy by nature.

So, um...

Was it alright?

Yeah, it was beautiful.

Thank you.

Cheers, bud.

I am absolutely stuffed.

Yeah, same.

Well, thank you for a lovely evening,

Martin.

Although there is one thing bugging me.

What's that?

You're wearing a wedding ring.

Oh, yeah, that.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I'm not with my wife anymore.

She left me.

Good.

I mean, it's good that you're not

together.

You are together.

No, not together.

Good.

I mean, it's good that you're not

together.

Married, I mean.

Sorry, that's not what I meant.

I mean, I'm glad that you're available.

It's fine.

I know what you mean.

At least one of us does.

Anyway, thanks again.

Bye, Jasmine.

In fact, they're credited with the first

truly realistic piano sample instrument on

their K-250.

And it didn't cost an arm and a leg,

like the Fairlight CMI and the New England

Digital Synclavier.

That's rather cute, isn't it?

Yeah, it is.

Hey,

what's your gig?

What's up?

What are you doing?

Playing football with that?

f*ck off, mate.

Oh, f*ck you.

f*ck you, you dickhead.

What are you talking about?

Oh, someone's moody.

f*ck you.

Oi, shut the f*ck up.

Come back here, you little prick.

I'll f*cking slap you round the head.

What's happening?

What's going on there?

Someone looks like the cat got the cream,

though.

Tell me, what was it?

What was she like?

Yeah, it was alright, actually.

She's nice.

She's a teacher.

She'll give you a blowjob.

You know that would make her headmistress.

Grow up, Cal.

Oh, come on.

That was a good one.

Come on.

Hurry up!

Have you taken root in there or what?

Come on!

So here we are.

The awkward second date.

Yep.

You know that music that you played me in

the restaurant?

Could you send it to me?

Yeah, sure.

Why?

I just...

I really like it.

Okay.

Thanks.

It's a bit cold, isn't it?

Shall we go inside?

Or we could go back to mine, if you want.

Forward.

No.

Come on.

This is what I want to show you.

You d*ck.

Listen.

Try it.

Give me your hand.

So this is where the magic happens.

What?

Do you ever do any gigs?

You okay?

Yeah.

Sure?

Yeah.

Like man?

He said something to you, didn't he?

Yeah, he just asked if anyone was using

the other chairs.

Okay.

He's a parent of one of the kids I teach.

Problem family.

Social services involved.

You know, the type.

I think he thought I was spying on him.

One prick.

Martin?

Yeah?

I've done something.

Promise me you won't be angry.

That music that you sent me.

I, um...

I hope you don't mind, but I've put some

words to it.

Right.

It's not very good.

If I were a robot sitting in a tree Would

all the other robots notice me?

If I were a robot that fell from the tree

Would all the other robots laugh

mechanically?

Just a lonely robot watching other humans

wishing she could be made of flesh and

blood in veins and able to drink tea.

Sorry, it's silly.

I really like it.

I bet the students love having a teacher

like you at school.

I love children, don't you?

Did you and your wife ever talk about

kids?

Yeah.

We nearly had one.

She had a miscarriage.

So?

I'm so sorry.

The shadows are darkest on their brightest

day.

The shadows are darkest on their brightest

day.

Uneasily corrupted.

My heart lies wounded.

E.

To choose.

The feelings are strongest when there's

more to lose.

The feelings are strongest when there's

more to lose.

Everything okay?

Yeah, I just need to get in work.

School, early.

Got assembly today.

Forgot all about it.

Your fault.

No.

I've got to go.

Okay.

So what are you making for dinner?

Erm, I don't know, what do you want to

eat?

I don't know, something protein-y.

Yeah, alright, see you later.

See you.

Yeah.

Erm, I don't see a for sale sign,

Martin.

It's because it's not for sale.

Don't make me get out of the f*cking car,

oddball.

Er, there's no need for threats.

I'm sorry, who's this?

He's Cara.

Where do I know you from?

You don't.

I do.

It's escort work, innit?

Just stop, please.

Yeah, you must be desperate for coin if

you're letting this one up, y'all.

Shut the f*ck up.

This stops when you do the right thing,

Martin.

I guess I've just met Valkyrie.

Another sharp attack.

Yeah,

you must be desperate for coin if you're

letting this one up.

And the score is eight.

Dickhead!

f*ck!

Someone k*lled him!

He's f*cking dead!

He's f*cking.

Dead!

He's f*cking dead!

What.

The f*ck do you want?

I'm not here about Martin.

May I come in?

Was Odin active on social media?

He hated all that sh*t.

Did he have any enemies?

Are you really a copper?

Can you think of anyone who would want to

harm him?

f*ck knows.

Probably, yeah?

Will you turn it in, will ya?

f*ck off!

Do you know who he hung around with?

Mum!

f*ck off!

Oh my god, I need to get out of here.

Bye.

So what's Martin had to say about all

this?

I mean, Odin was his brother-in-law after

all.

He's been really sad, actually.

Not too sad to get in touch.

To see how I am.

Did Odin have a girlfriend?

No one's serious that I know of.

So what's the sex like?

Sorry?

With Martin, what's it like?

I'm here in a professional capacity to

talk about your brother.

Do you do it with the lights out?

It's none of your business.

Oh, it is, actually.

Can we leave Martin out of this,

please?

If I was to click my fingers, he'd come

running back and forget all about you.

Just like that.

I spoke to Valkyrie today.

Really?

I went to see her about Odin.

Why would you do that?

Because it's my job.

I'm a police officer.

I'm really sorry that I lied to you.

I only did it because I really liked you.

Liked?

Liked.

Like.

A lot.

Memorandum I owe when they find out I'm a

copper.

Especially a detective sergeant.

It's hard to believe, I bet.

But I knew from that first night that I

didn't want to take that risk.

Then I got scared that you wouldn't like

me because I hadn't told the truth.

And...

I'm so sorry.

I hope you can forgive me.

That guy in the pub...

He wasn't a parent, was he?

No.

He was someone I arrested a couple of

years ago.

Well, say something, Martin.

Please.

Please say you forgive me.

What's going on?

I've no idea.

How's the missus?

Just ignore him.

Martin!

Ignore him!

Oi!

No!

Don't!

Oh, Martin.

Stay there!

Or unit.

Spotted by the Marina.

Spotted by the Marina.

If very quickly I had to go to another

instrument, I would also have to make the

attack and the decay more like a f*cking

sound.

I always liked you, you know?

Well...

What is his favourite punch bag?

He never came to see me.

Jesus Christ.

Come on.

Didn't take you long, did it?

My side of the bed's barely cold.

You're the one that told me to move on,

Val.

Who hides in a bin, Martin?

Your girlfriend seems to think that

whoever k*lled Odin must have been hiding

in his wheelie bin.

Jesus.

For f*ck's sake, Martin.

I'm f*cking drowning here.

Don't, Val.

Oh, come on.

What's wrong with you?

I thought this is what you wanted.

Took you close, didn't I?

Val, stop.

Martin.

I wanted a funeral pyre for my Odin.

But the b*stards wouldn't let me.

They wouldn't let me burn him.

Burn him.

Burn him.

Burn him.

Burn him.

Burn him.

Burn him.

Burn him.

That was a funeral?

Grim.

I can imagine.

Well, I've been taken off Odin's case.

Conflict of interest.

Which is annoying, just as I was starting

to get somewhere with it.

Don't ever repeat this.

But there was someone else's blood near

Odin's body.

They're not in the system.

And we haven't found a match.

It's only a matter of time, though.

Sorry.

It's work.

Hi, Dan.

Okay.

I went back to the office.

Yeah, I'll see you shortly.

Another m*rder case?

People around here are getting bumped off

like no one's business.

I'll see you later.

What are you doing?

Er, trying to get into my house.

No, you can't go in there.

Oh, what are you going to do, arrest me?

I've just buried my brother.

You should be out there trying to find out

who k*lled him.

I've been taken off the case.

What?

Why?

Because of my connection.

Because of Martin?

Martin is more important than finding

Odin's k*ller.

You're drunk.

Go home.

This is my home.

And I want my share.

Well, listen to me.

You need to go through a solicitor.

Oh, f*ck your solicitors and f*ck you!

And my name is Valkyrie.

You stink of booze and regret and

Valkyrie.

Why don't you just leave us alone?

Pig.

Martin?

In the bedroom.

Sorry it's so late.

Should have gone back to my place,

but I needed some of this.

Also, I'm back on the Odin case,

whether I'm connected or not.

It's not just about him now.

No?

Three murders in the space of two months.

I think it could be the same guy.

And we almost had him.

A uniform spotted him dumping a body,

but he got away.

At least we have a description now.

I think it's time to knock it off the egg

now, Martin.

And you're gonna lose, Jasmine.

And she's the best thing that's ever

happened to you, right?

So quit while you're ahead.

You're a man.

Now let's listen to some Simpson and have

a jolly good time.

I've been thinking about, you know,

how good you are.

So I wanna make you a partner in the

business.

What do you think?

I've decided to give you another chance,

Martin.

I'm coming home.

Don't blow it, okay?

And I'll give you a few days to get

what's-her-face out of our house.

She's not going anywhere.

We're gonna start a family together.

You still love me, Martin.

You think you're so clever, don't you?

Well, you're not.

If you think she's gonna stay with someone

like you, you're f*cking stupid.

If you say so.

You're gonna regret this.

Did you k*ll Odin?

To hurt me?

You can keep the house.

I want your car as well.

And all your music stuff.

I want f*cking everything you've got.

Do you hear me?

Everything!

The machine uses only two sounds produced

electrically.

She saw me.

Now say it in answer to these questions.

Who saw you?

She saw me.

Whom did she see?

She saw me.

Did she see you or hear you?

Nothing inside.

I can't just walk in here.

Where's Carol?

Just back in rehab.

Thanks to you.

That's why you're going to sign everything

over then, have you?

I can't do that.

Yeah, I didn't think so.

You're a pathetic little weirdo.

What the f*ck are you doing?

I wish there was another way.

You're gonna k*ll me, Martin.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Yeah, me too.

Sorry I ever made f*cking eyes on you.

Go on then.

Go on then, do it.

I f*cking dare you.

I'm sorry.

The police know it was you who k*lled

Odin, Martin.

Would you really think I'd let you get

away with it?

I rang them.

Oh, look.

And here they are.

f*ck off, man.

Here you go.

I'll bring your job for you.

Is it true, Martin?

Yeah.

Well, arrest him then.

Martin Gannon, I'm arresting you on

suspicion of the m*rder of Odin Cartwright.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if you do not

mention when questioned something which

you later rely on in court.

I need to tell you something.

I'm pregnant.

Oh, my God.

Well, that is just the icing on the cake.

That is.

What a pair you two are.

Valkyrie, please.

f*ck you, Jasmine.

I want you to know that I still love you,

Martin.

I love you, too.

Well, you two are proper twisted.

Please, stop.

Well, this kid doesn't stand a chance.

I had a boy.

I bought it quick time if I were you.

Just like I did.

I told you to stop.

Oh, I'm just getting started.

Because you two ruined my life.

And now I'm going to ruin yours.

And your kids.

Don't you dare say that about our baby.

Get the f*ck off me, you freak.

Oh, my God.

Try not to beat yourself up about it.

There was no other way.

I'm a f*cking police officer, Martin.

No more k*lling.

Okay?

What about my blood that was found at

Odin's body?

I'll make that go away.

What a mess.

Look on the bright side.

We're having a baby.

I know.

How amazing's that?

I can't wait.

We do.

I guess we should talk baby names.

How about we Bury Valkyrie first?

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