Dark Signal Page #5
- Year:
- 2016
- 98 min
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You wait here.
Okay, okay.
We'll go together.
Marek?
Marek?
Marek?
Oh, my god! Marek!
It's the midnight hour show
with Laurie wolf on jab.
Just 20 minutes until sunrise.
That's nearly it
for our last night, folks.
But it's been one hell
of a ride, hasn't it?
We brought you laughs...
tears...
and voices
from beyond the grave.
Lets see if they can do that
on the London networks
without stopping the un-dead
to advertise life insurance
every five minutes.
Nearly time
to sign off forever...
but still room
for a few more tunes.
Yes folks, if you've made
sleep tight.
If you're an early riser
then you're waking up
to what experts
are already calling
Saturday the 17th of September.
Sometimes a spirit can even
give us some information
about the future.
It's called a delay.
Oh, my god.
Ben, thank god!
Oh!
We use it to check content.
Make sure there is no swearing
or anything like that.
Of course, to the audience...
it sounds live,
but in reality...
it was last night.
Great really, I mean...
Pop out for a pint.
Be in two places at once.
What have you done to Marek?
Where is my son?
Well, first thing's first.
You should listen
to the end of the show.
It's really good.
I think...
this is my favorite bit.
Well... so long...
Auf Wiedersehen...
Sayonara...
Ciao, Bella.
It's goodbye from me,
Laurie wolf...
and my partners in crime,
Ben the technician...
and psychic, Carla Zazza.
Saying goodbye
for the final time.
See you crazy kids
on the other side...
Well...
that, all things considered,
was a load of old sh*t.
I wanted to go out on top.
Right... priorities.
F***ing crisps.
Earth to Ben!
Jackpot.
Sweets.
If anyone's listening,
I'm at the jab radio station.
Call the police
and send them here!
Why have you gotta
go poking about?
Oh, Jesus f***, Ben!
You shouldn't have seen them.
Oh, my god! It's you!
It's been me for years, Laurie.
Right at your side.
You know, first,
I wanted to kill you.
Nearly did...
but when you recovered...
I couldn't resist.
This wasn't you...
It was-
- your idiot boyfriend?
No, he just took the fall.
I mean...
all this time...
I was there...
with you.
And you never once suspected.
That as more exciting
than killing you.
But now...
Oh, go on, you f***ing prick!
I get to do that too.
Oh, my god.
I'm sad you had to look
in that cupboard.
Who knows how long we could
have kept this dance going?
F***... you.
Maybe if you had.
Jesus Christ, you killed her!
Oh, I killed everyone.
Including Carla the psychic.
I mean... she was sh*t.
She should've seen
that coming, really.
But the voices...
the voices from beyond
that grave that could...
predict the future...
That, I couldn't explain.
One person knows.
We are not finished!
She's gone.
And I had to know.
I had to know who it would be
at Sarah's house.
I never thought it would be you.
And Sarah?
Please don't hurt me.
Oh, we met on the Internet.
Met them all on the Internet.
Hiya.
Amazing, really.
I mean... you can be anybody.
Anybody you want.
Please...
I mean, that's how we met,
isn't it?
What have you done to my son?
Where is he?
If you've hurt him...
Of course I haven't hurt him.
Don't be silly.
Promised you, didn't I?
I'd kill him in front of you.
F***!
Marek?
Marek?
Behind the door...
He's behind the door!
Oh, my god.
Oh, you're okay.
You're okay.
Everything will be okay.
We-we have to get you
out of here.
What?
What is this?
Oh, no.
No, no!
No! No, no!
He's coming...
I need to get something
from the car
to cut this,
but I will be back.
I promise I'll come back.
Look at me.
I promise I'll come back.
You just have to be quiet
for mommy, okay?
You just have to be very quiet.
Mommy loves you.
Let's not forget the finger.
Aah! F***!
Get away!
F***er!
Get away, you f***er!
No! No!
No!
Now you f***ing burn.
I wanna smell your insides cook.
I told you I was going to
f***ing kill you.
The supernatural.
It's our word for sh*t
we don't understand.
See?
Mommy came back.
I promised you I'm gonna
come back for you.
I was like you once...
a skeptic...
but now my eyes are open.
But like so many answers...
it just leads to more questions.
Are the good rewarded
in the next life?
Are the wicked punished?
F***ed if I know.
Guess I'm about to find out.
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