The Hole (2001) Edit

A bloody good reason why I should lock up a bunch of socialites...

A bloody schoolboy, I said. Little Lord bloody Fauntleroy.

A kindred spirit.

A private party, the end of term. Me, you, Mike and Geoff.

Absolutely extracurricular.

Absolutely not. No way.

After you start to feel thirsty...

All right. But I bet you they're having a bloody pizza somewhere.

All right. I am in.

All that aggression out here...

All this was for you.

Amber dumped Mike half an hour ago.

Amber? But she humiliated you.

And especially not in here. Have you seen how dirty it is?

And I am buying, all right? It's going to be all right.

And it dries out the complexion.

And it's medically proven that teasing (laughs) can ruin a young man's nuts.

And Mike.

And then you die.

And there's all those exciting exams to look forward to.

And we will find it.

And what is this? You know the old war bunker over there?

And when you exhale, tell all the muscles in your body to relax.

And whenever you feel ready, just start to speak. OK?

And why would there be sex? I mean, what have you done for me?

And, er...

Are there more?

Are we?

Are you going straight home?

Are you taking the piss, Martin? I could snap your neck like that, mate.

As far as they know, we have a three day head start...

Baby

Because I know you did it.

Because I love you.

Behind me is Brabourne School....

Bob and who?

But he will have left something somewhere.

But he's just a guy like me. You wouldn't think he was so perfect if you knew him.

But I couldn't tell you. How could l?

But I suppose it doesn't matter any more.

But if anything happens to Martin, it's Geoff's fault, OK?

But if you start demanding things...

But it... it was all for you.

But it's the only explanation I can think of.

But Liz is the really nasty one.

But that will be the least of your worries when you get down there.

But then the world changed.

But what difference does it make?

But when I try to remember, I can't. There's nothing.

But you...

But you're more like a gay friend than a boyfriend.

But... how does he know you don't hate me?

Bye.

Call, baby

Calm down.

Can I get in?

Can we look on the positive side?

Can you move out of the way?

Can't be any worse than Wales, right?

Can't we have the light on? (Mike) No. I can't sleep if it's light.

Carry on.

Carry on.

CCTV footage of me creeping around or a stack of witnesses with 20/20.

Come in, sit down. Make yourself at home.

Come on, Mike. Please. Stay.

Come on, you're quite safe here. Deep breaths. Look at me.

Come on.

Come on.

Come, please

Come.

Couldn't have come at a better time. I am ready if you are.

Did he ever keep a diary or journal, or anything like that?

Did he have a secret hiding place?

Did you try the glass?

Die, scum. Get out of the way.

DNA?

Do I have to talk about it today?

Do you even have a motive?

Do you have a pen?

Do you have tomato sauce?

Do you mind? My course work doesn't write itself, you know.

Do you need a light?

Do you think he will fall in love with me?

Do you think he will fall in love with me?

Do you think she will haunt us?

Do you want to be re admitted? And we can work through this.

Does that help at all. It's shit in here. You.

Doesn't matter, I will get a confession out of Martin, no problem.

Don't be stupid.

Don't fucking look at me like that. I hate it when people look at me like that.

Don't put me on Prozac or lithium. I am not crazy.

Don't say that. I mean, he could just be ill.

Don't worry about it.

Don't worry about it.

Dude, you're getting laid. It's going to be a great time.

Elizabeth has told us everything. Hey?

Emergency. Which service do you require, please?

Enjoy yourselves. I am out of here.

Everyone else is wallpaper.

Everyone is dead, and you told them that I locked you in.

Everything's blurry.

Excellent. You have made a lot of progress.

For me?

For me?

For years I was a nobody.

For your information, Martin, he's dating a supermodel called Amber.

For yours, he's not.

Frances was bulimic. We know that from the lack of enamel on her teeth.

Frankie and Liz. Real ten out of ten.

Frankie, what's wrong? Wake up.

Frankie?

Frankie?

Frankie?

Frankie?

Frankie...

Frankie...

Frankie's not going. She saw wellies on the kit list and nearly had a seizure.

From when we run out of water, about three or four days.

Fuck off, I have heard this all before.

Fuck, no.

Fucking whore.

Geoff, pass it up. Give it here.

Geoff, you shouldn't say that. What if you make it happen?

Geoff.

Geoffrey Bingham. Severe head injuries.

Get out of the way. Get out of the way of the woman.

Get ready, girls. Mike Steel is single again.

Go on.

Go.

God, I feel like I am dying.

Good fucking job, asshole.

Good point. My parents will go berserk.

Good. I hope they do.

Got no brakes but you know we got a radio

Guilty as hell.

Guys.

Guys. Liz.

Has there been a day in the last five years that we haven't talked?

Have you ever craved someone so much...

Have you ever loved someone so much...

Have you got a pan I can borrow?

Haven't you noticed that suddenly everyone's a blonde with cherry lip gloss?

He called it the unholy alliance.

He didn't come back.

He doesn't think what he's done is wrong. He probably thinks he's above the law.

He has no morals, no ethics. Everything's just a game to him.

He likes you, doesn't he?

He never leaves.

He really doesn't kiss the way I thought he would.

He said that their greed makes them easy to control. It made him powerful.

He shits and farts like the rest of us. He's just a fuck of a lot less interesting.

He wants me to hate you.

He was the reason I breathed.

He's going to come after me. He won't, Liz. You're perfectly safe.

He's going to get away with it, isn't he?

He's going to kill us.

He's not dead.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello. (giggles)

Hello. There is the small matter of the geography field trip.

Here we are.

Here, pass the rucksack. Mind the ledge, it's really narrow.

Hey, guys. Liz.

Hey, I can cheer you up. I have got chocolate.

Hey, Mikey? Your weed, mate.

Hey, Mikey? Your weed, mate.

Hey. You guys. Have you thought that maybe the traffic's heavy?

Hi.

Hi.

Hi. I am Dr. Horwood. I am here to help you.

His philosophy was: Take everything you can from them.

His website, Disciples of Chaos...

Hm. That's awful dark, Geoffrey.

Hold me Goodbye

Hold on. You knew this would happen even before we came down here?

Hours? That's why I really need you to remember.

How can I make anything happen when I am here with you?

How could he work that out from a split second at the door?

How could you do this to me, Lizzie? You fucking betrayed me.

How dare you be this wrong and this fucking pig headed.

How dare you put my mother through this. How do you know it was me?

How long does this take?

How the fuck did you do that?

How the fuck would you know anything about that?

How will you survive on gum for three days?

How would you like to go to the best private party of your life?

I always had it.

I always thought he'd kiss me really soft....

I am afraid that's not my decision.

I am dying to know. Come on.

I am going to go by Amber's, see if we can patch things up. Things have been awful.

I am going to nail him.

I am having sausages...

I am not playing gooseberry.

I am not spending all weekend sitting on a tree trunk.

I am OK.

I am really worried about her. She needs a doctor.

I am trying.

I bet it's that dirty toilet water that's making her ill.

I bought a Telegraph and a Kit Kat...

I can help you.

I can't do this any more.

I can't help it. It's an egg thing.

I cleaned my teeth and had a shit.

I could get Mike pretty much on his own for a few days...

I couldn't let him leave.

I didn't know.

I don't even feel like I have been here before.

I don't just want him.

I don't know what happened to Frankie, but it wasn't you, OK?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't like it. Oh, God, can't you find the light switch?

I don't mean to be rude, but I don't think doing stuff to yourself...

I don't really blame you, Liz. I am just going nuts.

I don't see why I should be punished. It was an accident.

I don't think he's angry enough to have done it.

I don't think so.

I fall....

I got up at 7 a.m. as usual.

I guess... we just wait to be found.

I hate beaches. All that sand up your crack and nowhere to pee apart from the ocean.

I hate seeing you like this.

I have a driver waiting. This is so...

I have a really strong feeling we will get out. Like... like someone will find us, right?

I have got sausages and beans and noodles.

I have killed all of you. I killed...

I have messed up.

I have put together a rough character sketch based on the information we have.

I just thought if I was a blonde like Amber, then...

I just told you: they're not going to understand.

I keep getting glimpses of what happened.

I keep thinking I can smell the body.

I killed him for a fucking Coke.

I killed my best friend.

I know what that means.

I know you don't have to be nice to me.

I love him and he doesn't even know I exist.

I love you, Liz.

I mean, am I the only one who can smell the toilet?

I mean, how delusional can she be?

I mean, it was a one night stand. It wasn't exactly memorable.

I mean... I don't...

I need fresh air to keep my skin clear.

I need some more.

I need to go back to the hole.

I need to talk to you.

I need you.

I presume so.

I really want him, Frankie.

I returned to my study and carried my bags to the school minibus at 8 a.m...

I sat beside the driver because I wanted to sit on my own.

I saw... a shadow pass the slat. It could be nothing, l... I could be wrong...

I shot you in the back like six times, dude. You're dead.

I should have never came down here. As soon as I saw you...

I stayed there...

I thank you. What time did you lock them in the hole?

I think he's watching us.

I think I know what Martin's doing.

I think I'd rather tear my face off...

I told the lads. This fucking great cheer went up.

I trusted you. I thought we were friends. I told you everything.

I want to go back to the hole.

I want to know the truth too.

I want to know, but I can't remember.

I was alone until Charing Cross, where I was met by my mother...

I was away. I had no idea you couldn't get out. (sobs)

I was down at breakfast by 7:20 a.m. as usual.

I watched the world from the edges and learned not to dream.

I watched the world from the edges and learned not to dream.

I will be doing something like tying my laces and I will turn around... and I will see Frankie.

I will call him. What's his number?

I will get them to send it up to your room, Frankie.

I will have a word with His Highness. Anything else?

I will listen.

I will look 40 after ten minutes and you want me to go for a week?

I will see you later.

I will tell you what. Why don't you have a go, darling? Go on.

I will. It's about Martin Taylor.

I won't lie to you: this is going to be difficult...

I won't tell anyone, OK? Please don't go. You will ruin everything.

If I am not there, they will know I told a pack of lies and I will be up to my arse in shit.

If our parents thought we were in Wales and the school thought we were at home...

If they look at you...

If you feel their breath on your skin...

If you trust me and you work with me...

If you want a confession, you will have to act quickly.

If you want to exist, you have to be pretty. You have to be thin.

In two days, my parents are going to be up there waiting for me.

Is he out now? No, but he will be in a couple of hours.

Is he really your friend, Frankie? He's not mine.

Is she thick? I mean, can they really keep asking the same question hour after hour?

It is. For you. You will have a great weekend.

It looks like a tomb.

It might seem really... stupid, but let's just give it a bash, OK?

It probably is him.

It should have you sorted in 20 minutes.

It slipped my mind. It didn't occur to me.

It was a long time ago and I am a lot better now.

It was over. We'd beaten him.

It will be perfect. The sea air, the stars...

It will drive her nuts.

It will take us six months to sift through all the hair and fibre we lifted.

It... it's about Martin.

It's 3:32, then.

It's a homoerotic thing.

It's a shit party, but it's a party nonetheless.

It's all right, Geoff. Don't think about it.

It's been a nightmare for forensics. They can barely lift a usable print.

It's cool, I am not worried.

It's great stuff. It's got this hole down the middle so it cooks quickly.

It's just my mum, she won't listen.

It's like we have been together for ages.

It's not my fault if you don't like what I have to say.

It's out of your hands. Martin will corroborate what you have told me.

It's right beneath your feet.

It's right here. Can't you see it?

It's the big chance you have been waiting for.

It's the end of term, I have got some grateful exes to call...

It's the third day. You're packed and ready to go.

It's too late.

It's worth it.

Just be careful.

Just let me go. I will get the answers.

Just stay the fuck away from me, you fucking loser.

Lack of food and water would have made them confused and paranoid.

Ladies, you are going to love it down here.

Last night I even closed the door all the way and I didn't panic.

Let me see.

Let's see how he likes it.

Let's try a breathing exercise.

Lighter.

Listen, I can help you, but you have got to stop playing games.

Listen, she thinks she spent the last week in fucking Disneyland.

Liz and Frankie are best friends. They're thick as thieves.

Liz, come on. Calm down. Take a deep breath. Come on. Calm down.

Liz.

Liz.

Liz. Frankie you know, Geoff I am sure you have heard of.

Liz. Liz.

Liz. Lizzie.

Liz. Look at me.

Liz. Look at me.

Lizzie, I can't do this without you.

Lizzie, it's going to be fine. It's going to be OK, Liz.

Locking the children in suggests a sociopathic personality.

Look at that. What is that stuff?

Look, even you don't understand.

Look, Frankie, you know, we have had a lot of anticipation.

Look, I am not going to stay down here and listen to you fuck each other's brains out.

Look, I am serious. She's very, very sick. It just keeps coming out of her.

Look, OK? It's not your fault, OK? It's not your fault.

Look. Mike, it'd be really quick, right?

Look. We could go together.

Looks different.

Love We love you

Love We love you...

Man, I am telling you, this is different. This is ten out of ten.

Martin didn't come back.

Martin knew that the school and our parents always believed each other.

Martin wants me to see that...

Martin was supposed to let you out, wasn't he? Liz?

Martin, you don't understand. You have never been in love.

Martin. We know why you did it, how you did it, the whole fucking lot.

Maybe even a little sick.

Maybe give it a shot up by the door.

Michael Steel, son of rock guitarist Stevie Steel, was one of the missing.

Mike gave me a great big hug and he said You saved us.

Mike Steel. American. The son of a rock star.

Mike, no. What are you doing? You don't understand.

Mikey, look at this, man. Check this out. This is huge.

Mm. Bentley, school gates, Friday. Off to LA. Bye. Nice time.

Move quick, girl, or you will be auditioning with every peekaboo slut from London up.

Mrs. Dunn called again...

My arse. Tabloids are gagging for you.

My best friend, Martin, didn't care.

My best friend, Martin, didn't care.

My friend was driving his girlfriend in his Ferrari...

My hair. It's all gone wrong.

My life has no meaning.

Nice one.

Nice one. See you later.

Nice one. See you later.

No, I don't know.

No, I don't think so.

No, I have got a hard on for those exams. They're great.

No, I have to tell you something.

No, not at all. Do you want to go first?

No, nothing.

No, of course not.

No, this is your fault. You never should have said those things.

No, you didn't. (sobs) I did, it's my fault. I am sorry.

No.

No. Mike, listen.

No. Thanks, though. Come on, trains go to London all the time.

No. They let you go. I knew they would.

No. You mustn't think like that.

No... I know.

No... no, thanks. I am on a diet. I have got fibre pills to stop me feeling hungry.

Not yet.

Not. And especially not with you.

Nothing at all.

Nothing's left to chance.

Now I have wanted to see this for the last four years.

Now the waiting is finally over.

Now, if you need anything, day or night, just call me, all right?

Now, this is a need to know operation.

Oh, come on, do it again. Forget it, it's supposed to be a party.

Oh, don't worry about it. Trust me, he's not that wonderful.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, Lizzie.

Oh, man.

Oh, man. What is that smell? (sniffs)

Oh, my God, how cool.

Oh, my God, I am going to be sick.

Oh, no, it's cool. It's just...

Oh, shit. What have you done to her?

Oh, shut up, you...

Oh, so this is a game? Oh, that's great.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, Frankie.

Oh, yes. Martin.

Oh, you are such a jockey. Stevie will have a shitfit if you don't go.

Oi, oi, Frankie.

OK, I have got one for you. Make you cack your pants.

OK, it's my turn.

OK, so they know we never went to Wales.

OK, yeah, fuck things up for the rest of us.

OK? Bye.

One of them is lying. I have to talk to her.

Ooh, careful. It's expensive. (giggles)

Open the door. You bitch. Open the door.

Ow. What the fuck is wrong with you?

Pasta and salt? No. Thanks, though.

Perfect.

Philippa. What the fuck are you doing? Help. Help.

Please get up.

Please stop torturing yourself, OK?

Please, please be OK. Get up.

Please. It's not important any more, OK? It's not your fault.

Please. Just so we're clear.

Please. Shut up and let me get on with it.

Plenty for everyone. You can have as much as you want.

Plus...

Possible.

Precisely. What if we did that?

Put your knob away.

Remember that place we found and said it'd be great for a party?

Right now he's probably creating a very strong alibi.

Right now, we're trapped because he wants us trapped.

Right.

Same as when you asked two minutes ago.

Saying she will call the press, the Complaints Commission, if we don't find her.

See you inside.

She beat him and I will beat him too. Little shit of a schoolboy.

She died on the tenth day from heart failure.

She will assume you're having a more exciting time with more famous people.

She will haunt you.

She's fucking dead. Stop fucking touching her.

She's sorry. lsn't it obvious? She didn't do it on purpose. Just fucking leave it.

Shit, I don't want to go either.

Shit. I am in so much trouble.

Shit. I am in so much trouble.

So Bob went to find some. Sally was left in the car. She switched on the radio...

So do you have anything to tie Martin Taylor to the scene?

So I suppose you have got fingerprints?

So the longer he has to conjure up this fiction, the harder it will be to crack.

So we do this at your speed, yeah? We can stop at any time.

So what do we do?

So what we have got to do is try our best to keep strong.

So where is he? The field trip's supposed to be back in 30 minutes.

So you have to.

So you're fucking her now?

So you're going home to an empty house and fuck the maid again?

So... who do you want first?

Some people need to know what happened.

Something happens to Martin. Doesn't come back for us.

Sorry, mate. I see why this lot need to wear body armour.

Sorry.

Sorry. I didn't know we'd get stuck, did l?

Suicide.

Take a nice deep breath.

Take it.

Thank you. (laughs)

Thank you. (laughs)

Thanks for meeting me. No problem. Shall we go straight there?

Thanks for taking me home. I can't wait to get into my own bed.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Thanks.

That covers...

That's a risk I have to take. I have nothing on Martin. In 12 hours, he walks.

That's disgusting.

That's fucking wonderful. Oh, my God, I paid for this.

That's it, no more free feels.

That's obvious. I thought you were supposed to be smart.

That's sick.

That's what the families and everybody, the police have been waiting for.

The boy, who cannot be named for legal reasons...

The dramatic bleeding came from a tear in her oesophagus.

The families have requested that the press res...

The four teenagers attend Brabourne School...

The hunt for the kidnapper of the Brabourne teenagers...

The kids probably mistook the small air vents for microphones.

The matron ticked me off the list...

The missing part of my soul.

The next morning Mike woke me up and the door was open.

The police have yet to make any formal statement...

The S&M dungeon Martin tried to take you to?

Then I thought, at least this way...

Then there's the headaches, dizziness...

Then your pulse starts to go up.

There's been an invasion of Amber clones. It's passed you by, thank God.

There's no escape, Tom.

They don't care how terrible your story is. They want to know the truth.

They had plenty of booze, they'd wired up some party lights.

They have tapped my phone, they tried to follow me here.

They will find us. They will. Next week we will be down the pub having a laugh.

They're practically the same person. Boring, vain, shallow enough to paddle in.

Think about it. I don't know a thing about him.

This food will keep us going a little longer. We could still be found.

This is how it is at Brabourne.

This is how it works at Brabourne.

This is the escape hatch.

This is the worst time I have ever had. I hope I never see you again.

This one was murdered.

This way he just... stays perfect.

To exist, you either have to be a bitch or a complete slut.

Told you.

Tom, if you say one word to her, I will fucking kill you.

Try that one over there.

Turn the light off.

Uh...

Unconfirmed reports say they have been taken to a local hospital...

Wahey.

Watch out, ladies.

We all grabbed each other and just stood in the light.

We could stop by the station and get a pizza. I am starving.

We go to the beach again like last year. But this time we camp out.

We have kept going this long, we can hold out. Please.

We have to ditch. I am serious. This could kill me.

We have to do something that might open the fucking door.

We left for the station at 8:30 a.m. and arrived at a not unreasonable 8:45 a.m.

We love you

We love...

We ran up as quickly as we could.

We were out.

We were so happy.

We weren't locked in from the outside.

We will go out and buy lots of new things.

We will just fade away and it will be over... You're stronger than that.

We'd won.

We're being held to ransom until Martin says so. We can't do anything.

We're bound to get rescued.

We're fucked, and it's all your fucking fault.

We're not going to be found. They would have found us by now.

We're still down here because he was wrong. He hates being wrong...

We're watching you

Welcome to my office.

Well done. I told you you'd get through it. How do you feel?

Well, call me a muppet, mate, but there's nothing here.

Well, I can't tell when my eyes are open or closed, it's so fucking dark.

Well, I guess we're going to find out.

Well, I have.

Well, I knew she was fucked in the head, but I didn't realise she was this vicious.

Well, it can't be the same time if two minutes have passed, can it?

Well, you... you know Liz hates me. You do know that, don't you?

What about the listening devices?

What am I going to do? I am sorry, Frankie...

What are you doing? Stop it. No, Mike.

What are you, anyway? You're just a face... and hair.

What do we do? Do we just fucking rot?

What do you think, girls? Pretty damn good.

What happened?

What have you done? What have you done to her?

What if he's been hit by a bus, is in a coma and can't tell anyone where we are?

What is it?

What is it?

What Martin didn't realise was that I'd even won Mike.

What we do would be our own business.

What, seven? Eight out of ten?

What?

What? What? What's happened?

What... what... what happened, what did I do?

What's going on? What is it? Liz, it's the middle of the night. What?

What's she done this time?

What's the time now?

What's up, Liz? Something's wrong. I can't open the door.

What's up? Can't sleep?

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

When I look at Mike, I see the face of an angel...

Who do you know with a Ferrari?

Whoa, dude. Whoa. You all right? Hey, I am coming down. Hang on.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I am going first.

Whoa.

Why me?

Why me?

Why would he do this? We're his friends.

Why you? Why you?

Why?

Why?

Why's it always you? I never get to see the good bits.

Will you have to close it?

With no hot water, fish paste sandwiches and ten mile tabs, like it or not.

Won't be able to find you.

Would you mind if I boiled water for my pasta?

Wrong approach, mate. Frankie, I have got something for you.

Yeah, but he's careful.

Yeah, but you will get there. It's... it's really good.

Yeah, I have.

Yeah, no. I... I know.

Yeah, Tom here.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Since we were eleven.

Yeah. Sure. Cheers, I will...

You all right? Watch out for that bit.

You all right? Why don't we sit down?

You always get to see everything.

You are having a wet weekend in Wales...

You are such a donkey, mate. Oi, Liz. Down. Let me sort it out.

You are the cretin.

You can fuck things up all by yourself. So there you have it.

You can go back any time you want.

You can't go. The trip doesn't get back for two days.

You can't have pasta and nothing.

You didn't care about fucking Frankie.

You don't want to be found, do you?

You fucking bitch. Because it's your mistake.

You fucking killed her.

You get anything?

You go deaf.

You have been pretending the whole time because you're paid to.

You have cracked it. I knew you would.

You have got to get me out of here. Please. I don't feel safe.

You have got to move when we're rocking on your stereo

You have kept me going. If you go, I will have nothing.

You have never had the pain.

You have sausages?

You have ten seconds to get interesting.

You haven't seen the maid.

You just had to be with them.

You know, Stevie sent me here to protect me from the nut jobs at home.

You know, you could have told me about you and Mike.

You let Frankie die. You fucking held her hand...

You make it sound so terrible.

You must be joking. What am I meant to do with the old man?

You need to say what you have just said to me on tape...

You really don't know anything, do you?

You seem cold, oh

You think I am going to tell him? I am going to lie low in a hotel. He will never know.

You twitch.

You were my best friend.

You will be here completely by yourselves. Enjoy it, all right?

You will feel better once you get back into your old routine.

You're going to have a great time.

You're in deep shit.

You're in the way.

You're not going to let him out, are you?

You're not so great yourself, you know. You're full of shit.

You're right. I didn't give a fuck about Frankie. We're just a pair of assholes.

You're sure?

You're the last woman with a brain in Brabourne.

Your idea, your fault. You.

Your parents don't know and the school doesn't know.

Your skin shrivels.

Your statement needs to be official.

Your tongue swells up.

Yum.

(bleep) OK, I am ready.

(both gasp) He's covered the whole place.

(boys shout and jeer) (girl) Get up.

(chokes) (sobs)

(chuckles) Oh, go on, give us a look, Franks.

(clatter) Jesus Christ.

(coughs and retches) He is. Yeah, he is, I can feel it.

(crackling) (gasps)

(exhales) (birdsong)

(gasps) (boys s******)

(gasps) (boys s******)

(gasps) I bet we will get out tomorrow.

(gasps) I think he's falling in love with me.

(Geoff chuckles) Bob and Sally. You don't know them.

(Geoff) Come on, get it off. Come on. (Frankie giggles)

(Geoff) We're nowhere closer. Hit it with the pipe, then.

(girls cheer) (players roar)

(girls giggle) Come on.

(gives sobbing gasp) Do you think you can hang on that long?

(Grand Theft Auto: We Luv You) Aaaaaaaaaah.

(grunts) (whistle blows)

(gurgles) (sobs)

(kisses) Oh, fuck off, Geoffrey.

(laughs) What? Shut up, man.

(laughter) You fucking nut job.

(laughter) You fucking nut job.

(Liz whoops) (stereo plays Rico: Shave Your Head)

(Liz) Did you do it? Yeah. Done.

(Liz) Frankie... (Mike) Geoff. Oh, my God. Fuck.

(Martin, echoing) I can help you. (heavy thud)

(metallic thump) But it worked.

(Mike croons) But you liked it. Uh huh.

(Mike) You guys all right? (Liz) Yeah, we're cool, cheers.

(pipes clatter) Somebody try the glass.

(pops) What?

(screams) No.

(shouting) (horn toots)

(shrieks) Frankie, wake up.

(shrieks) Sorry. Sorry. I am sorry. Bullshit.

(sighs) Enjoy the Mike Steel experience.

(sobs) I promise you.

(softly) Thank God. Thank God. What's wrong?

(stifles laugh, retches) This is shit.

(turns music off) Frankie's sick.

(whispers) Can we talk? Sure. Shall I come over there?

(whooping) Dangerous place for a lady.

All right, let's start. Er... hang on.

All right. All right. Liz... Please. Please.

And? And I ain't going in there.

Are you going down? Yeah.

Are you going? It's my party.

Because he's your best friend. Yeah.

Bingham, Bingham Liz.

Bullshit. I am sorry.

But I am not gay. (players) Yeah, right.

But she was really tired... Man with a hook.

Can we get some sleep, please. Will you shut up.

Can you do it or not? No field trip...

Close the door. (Geoff) Bye bye, Martin. Bye bye.

Did you get that smell? What is that? Jesus, man.

Do something. Get him to stay. I don't know what to do.

Do you want the rest? Go on. Amaze me.

Does it work? No, nothing.

Fine. Fine. Is my story the best, or what?

Frankie, calm down. Can you put the lights on?

Frankie, speak to me. (Mike) Oh, my God.

Frankie. Get away from her.

Frankie. We were, what, 13?

Geoff. Open the door. Everyone just calm...

Get out of the way of the lady. (shouts)

Good job, Doctor. Thanks, Detective.

Guys, guys. The water's gone off. Are you sure?

He's just trying to help. What do you think I am trying to do?

He's single? Half a brain. Yes.

Hello. (whooping)

Help. Help. It's OK.

How do you know all this? Army cadets.

How fucking hard did you slam it? It wasn't me, it was Liz.

How long before we're found? I don't know.