01x06 - Episode 6

[bunniefuu]

(drill buzzing)

(banging at the door)

- We're in the

middle of a surgery.

- Lane wants you

to do this one now.

- Well, it doesn't

work like that.

- Do you want me to

bring Lane down here

so you can explain it to her?

- This isn't Grand f*cking

Central Station, is it?

(g*nshots blaring)

(dramatic music)

- Quick, Get them up.

Go!

Go!

Wake up, come on. Come on,

wake up. Come on, wake up.

(loud slap)

- Hey! Easy on her.

(loud slap)

- Ah.

- Okay. No, no, no, no. No, no.

Leave it, leave it, leave it.

- Ahh!

- Okay, okay, all better now.

- You're gonna have to blitz me,

make it look like

you're attacked.

- No, I can't.

- I'll do it.

I want to.

I can do this.

- Alex.

- Yeah.

- I hate you.

- I know.

(g*n shot)

(dramatic music)

- This way.

- Where are we going?

- Just away from there. Come on.

- Easy for you to say. We

don't have shoes or undies

and it's f*cking freezing.

What are we supposed

to do with that?

- Fashion loincloths?

- Loin cloths? Loin cloths!?

I don't know if you remember,

but two minutes ago, I literally

had a hole drilled in my

brain because of you. My

arm, is at a dance party

I'm not invited too.

I don't know how I'm even

talking or, walking right now.

I know we had our sh*t in

the past but I would never

have done this to you. Never!

So what the f*ck do you

have to say for yourself?

- Seriously Alex,

what could I say

that would make it better?

- Try me.

I acknowledge that, I

I am sorry that

you feel that I

all Elliot ever did

for ET was protect

and stand up for him.

Even when ET embarrassed him.

And even when their

lives were on the line.

I'm no Elliot, I'm the opposite.

I'm a sh*t friend

and I'm a terrible

Whatever it is, we

are to each other.

- Dicks.

- Jamie, I'm sorry.

I'm terrified because I

don't know how to come back

from this, but I promise I'll

spend every waking moment

trying to make it up to you.

- Yeah. Nah, that

didn't make it better.

So, What's your plan?

You're full of good ideas?

So what's the next one?

- Lane has to be stopped.

- Solid.

- And we have to get

Bobby back from her.

- Agreed. But first,

f*cking undies.

(uplifting music)

(birds chirping)

Okay, coast is Clear.

Move out now!

- Ah!

- Chill out, dude.

There's no one here.

- Bingo!

- Thank God.

- Any underwear?

- Nah, sorry. Still gotta

freeze our flaps off.

- Not like we have a choice.

(suspenseful music builds)

"It's raining men, hallelujah,

it's raining men, amen!"

- I'm gonna go out, I'm gonna

let myself get, absolutely

soaking wet, It's raining men,

hallelujah, it's raining men

(brakes screech)

(horn honks)

(cow moos)

- Move it! Shoo!

Ah, bloody nature.

(taser zaps)

"She took off to heaven

and she did what"

- No, Pip no she's pregnant!

"she taught"

(radio zaps off)

- I'm sorry.

- Tie her up.

Come on.

- Oh God Bobby.

Uh, okay, alright, Bobby

come on, come on lets go.

Bobby!

Pip! What happened to

him? Did she perm him?

Pip! What's going on?!

- Guys, we've got to go.

- Bobby come on! We

gotta get you to safety.

- What is going on?

- Do we have to do story

time right here and now,

because we could literally

walk twenty paces that way

and then talk out of

sight. Bobby move your a*s!

- I'm not going

anywhere with her.

- Pip, what happened?

- Eight years, eight years, I

never knew how lucky I had it.

I would give anything to go

back in time. So I never had to

deal with any one of you

crazy f*cking monsters!

(g*n clicks)

- Spare me the

historionics, would you?

- What the f*ck?

- Stay back or nobody gets him.

- Who has a g*n?

- Wellness has everything.

Stay back, all of you.

- You'll have to sh**t me first.

- Two for one, can do.

(snickers)

- Your baby didn't

ask to be sacrifice.

- Well your baby didn't ask

for a b*tch of a mother!

- Yeah, nice one Alex.

- Thanks.

- Don't you test me! You of

all people know what happens

when you test me.

- I know what you're thinking.

How many bodies does it

take to stop a b*llet?

One thick skull.

And to think I was gonna give

you the world on a plate.

- Wouldn't want your stupid

plate because everything

you cook is sh*t.

(g*n shot)

- Ahhhhhh!

(taser sparking)

- Alex! Jesus, you're

electrocuting Pip too!

- f*cking ow.

- Sorry.

- Bobby, bobby!

- Oh sh*t. Someone's

coming. Go! Move!

Go, go, go, go!

- sh*t.

- Hey.

- Oh my God, Lane!

You stay here and

I'll get help. Stay.

- Now what?

- Now you take this necklace.

- Alex now what?

- We know where he's going.

We've just got to get

there before he does.

- Hello!

Hey it's me.

(banging on the door)

Hey!

It said rise friend,

here I am your friend.

Hello?

Anybody?

Hey my name is Bobby

Norman O'Connor.

Please I'm a survivor!

Please.

Please, please.

Stupid sliding door.

Hello

Anybody?

Hello, its me.

Hello

- Bobby!

- What! No, go away.

This is my safe place.

- Why are you whispering?

- Shh! Because

they will hear you.

- Where are we supposed to go?

- Away, the f*ck, from me!

- No we are in this together?

- Bullshit! You don't give

a f*ck about me, any of you,

All you care about are the

plans for yourselves so keep me

out of it and AHHHHH!

- Ahh!

- Excuse me, person with

lethal military grade weapon,

was it your intention to just

k*ll the male in our group or

all of us?

- Pip!

- What?

- I'd be pretty stupid

to k*ll the kind

I have sworn to protect.

- What?

- You on the other hand

- What?

(door slams)

- We are not safe here.

- But this is my safe place.

- No it's not.

- What?

- Gas, they are gassing us!

- Who? Why?!

- Cover your mouths, get down.

(coughing)

- There is no way out!

- You, here!

- Look out, you will need this.

- Alright, come on!

- You're next. Quick!

- Help!

- Come here, come on.

- Ughh.

(coughing)

- Ahh!

- Aghh!

(coughing)

- Come on, I've got

you. Grab my hand.

- Come on.

- You are just like your mum.

You never know when to quit.

- What? Who are you?!

(heavy breathing)

No!!

No!

No, come back.

- Guys come on it's

getting higher! Come on!

(coughing)

- No, no we have to go back.

- No, Alex, she's gone! Come

on the gas will start coming..

- [Alex] She knows

something about my mother!

- Go, go, go, go.

- Where?

- Doesn't matter

just keep moving.

- Ow, you kicked me.

- Ugh.

- Excuse me?

- I said "good".

- You wanna, you wanna

do this now Bobby?

- No Pip, we aren't doing

this now, keep moving!

- You wanna say something to me.

- [Bobby] No, I

have nothing to say.

- We can settle this with

our fists, if you want.

- [Bobby] What?

- Isn't that what your kind

do when there is a problem?

You hit each other?

- My kind?

- Men! If we were men, wouldn't

we just have a good old

punch up?

- Pip can you please

talk about this later?

- No!

If we let that seed sit, they'd

just turn into land mines.

- Just shut the

f*ck up and move!

- Ow, what now?

- What are you doing?

- I'm stuck.

- What?

- What?

- I'm stuck. Are you deaf?

- Suck in!

- I am sucking in!

- Oh f*ck! It's so bad.

- We're gonna die in here!

- It's settled then,

when we get out of here

I'll give you one free hit

and then we can move on.

- My god! It doesn't

work like that!

Ahhh f*ck this bullshit!

- Ahh!

- Hey guys?

Guys!

Help me shake it!

Come on its the only

way out of here!

- Ahhh!

- Ughhh!

- Wait is this a good idea?

- Ahhhh!

(metal crashing)

(coughing)

- Oh no! No, no, no, no.

- What.

- The actual.

- f*ck?

- Stop right there,

don't f*cking move.

- Put your hands

where I can see them.

- Stand down.

(laughing)

- Ah, My three little piggies.

Thank you for returning

my new acquisition.

Guys have been looking

forward to a new friend.

- I thought we left you?

- Half dead. After being

bitten and electrocuted,

- Brutal.

- In a brutal

unprovoked beating.

Me in my third trimester,

what can I say?

I'm a fighter!

- You are.

- So this is where the sperm

ballots sperm comes from.

- Oh Goddess no, no.

Dr. Garvey and I are

stockpiling fresh sperm.

- Well we don't have to..

- We're stockpiling fresh sperm.

- Why are you telling them?

Isn't that counterproductive?

- What are you undermining me?

- Sweetie, I'm not.

- Don't sweetie me,

anyway we're gonna

dispose of them after.

- Oh Yes. Even that one?

- Yes.

- The one with the golden vulva?

- Yes.

- How are we going

to get out of here?

- We can't they are everywhere.

- We good?

- Yeah. May I?

- Absolutely.

- As I was,

- Can I do the clincher?

- Yes.

- We are stockpiling fresh

sperm, for when the government

supplies of pre-virus

sperm, run dry.

- And once that's happened

we control the population,

the country, possibly the world.

(giggles)

Carpe Futurum!

(moaning)

- Please help!

- Any questions?

- Bu, but wh-

- Buh buh but what?

My bibbity bobbity boo?

- The sim card..

This isn't a safe place.

- If there's on thing male

survivalists can't resist,

it's a good little puzzle.

Makes them feel special.

- No.

- But don't take my word for it.

- [Bobby] No!

- Would you like to

meet the architect?

Actually I think you might

have met them already.

- Oh Hey JB. Sis.

- Jackson?

- No that's Thomas?

- Oh sup Bobby?

- Oh babe.

- No.

- Do the thing.

- Uh, What thing?

- The voice thing.

- Oh no, no, no, no.

- Go on.

- Do it for me.

- Okay.

Rise friend,

rise.

- Noooo!

- Men, they always do that.

(giggles)

f*ck you!

(upbeat music plays)