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I was beginning to worry about you, lad.

I felt worthless.

Alex.

Alex, wake up.

I've got a night planned.

What are you doing here?

I want to show you something.

I'm not interested.

Don't forget I helped you.

Come on. It'll be fun.

Come.

We're nearly there.

Are you having fun?

Oh, come on, Alex,

you've come all this way.

Say something.

Fine.

Is this your house?

Where are your parents?

They're probably away.

They travel a lot.

Hey. Luther.

Hey, hey, hey.

Is he yours?

He's next-door's.

He's beautiful, isn't he?

He doesn't like you.

I've never brought anybody here before.

You're the first.

Okay?

The first.

Come on.

Shhh!

Hello?

Cut the torch. Cut the torch.

I thought you said they were away.

He's got the gun.

Go home, stupid dogs!

I'm getting out of here.

Wait, wait, wait. Wait.

Come here. I want to show you something.

It's just through here.

Come on.

Come on.

Come here.

Oh, my God.

You like it?

If you're the expert,

tell me the history of the flag.

What do you mean?

Captain Hook and Long John Silver?

Know so little about

the things that are closest to you.

- Is that supposed to be a riddle?

- No.

It's about you.

Your future.

Do you know who my father is?

- He's grandmaster of your father's order.

- Yeah?

And so what?

Yeah.

It's nothing more than

puerile male-bonding now.

But it was once something.

I mean, really something.

These were great men,

men who kings knelt before.

They lost their way.

It's up to us to take on that mantle.

Alex.

We've been chosen.

What have we been chosen for, Nigel?

This.

What?

Do you know when

playing cards first appeared?

The 12th century.

And that was the start of the real brotherhood.

I mean, imagine what it must have been like.

The... The loss of the Holy Land,

the Templars abandoning the Church...

the death of Beckett.

And out of it comes a simple, logical game.

I mean, it's just a game,

but it's...

it's a game born with...

injustice, hardship,

suffering...

Death.

Now, that is truly an age to revere.

You're f***ed.

You can't deny the truths

that this card has seen

and the truths we can show it again.

So, why am I here, Nigel?

- Look up "Jack."

- Sorry?

Look up "Jack."

It says "knave," doesn't it?

Do you know what a knave is?

Yes.

Unprincipled man.

Rogue.

That's what you are, Alex.

Do you know what this is?

It's a spade.

Spade represents a tip of a pike.

Do you know what a pike is?

- It's a kind of spear.

- Mmm.

An implement for killing.

That's what I am.

This is our time... Jack.

We've been brought together for a reason...

...and it's written here.

For eternity.

Thank you, gentlemen. That's all for today.

Tales of Mystery and lmagination

by Edgar Allen Poe.

I want it read for next week.

Thank you.

Mr. Poole, I want

better work from you, as well.

- Sir, can I ask you a question?

- Certainly.

Whether or not I can answer it

is another question.

Do you think it's possible

to get inside people's minds?

I just need to know whether you think

objectively that's possible.

- Objectively.

- Yeah.

My dear boy,

the power of the mind has no boundaries.

Understanding its capabilities is like...

is like searching for the end of the universe.

Or trying to find the beginning of time.

Okay.

Thank you.

Hey, Sor... Susan.

Sorry.

Hi. L... I just...

I just wanted to say

that I thought you were absolutely fantastic.

Thanks.

Come on, Sue, or we'll miss the bus.

Sorry. I've got to go.

No. Will you hang on for one second?

Sorry.

You go ahead. I'll catch up.

Um...

I'm not particularly good at this.

I was... I was just...

I was wondering if maybe

you wanted to, you know, hook up

or something after school sometime.

I mean, it's completely...

It's completely fine if you don't.

It was just...

It was...

Yeah. Okay.

Cool.

Um, when?

They're running some Hitchcock classics

at the old Astra.

I think tonight it's Strangers on a Train.

Oh, what time is that?

We're getting there about 7:30.

"We"?

Oh, well, if you prefer

not to go with my friends...

- No.

- That's all right.

No, no, no, that...

that... that would be...

That would be awesome.

That would be great.

So, I'll see you there, then.

Yeah, you bet.

Here goes the triple traitor to the king.

Do you think she's still a virgin?

Why don't you f*** off.

Ohh...

Jack.

Thou lovest the wench.

I've got something for you.

My name is Alex.

And will you stay away from me, please?

I've finished, sir.

Can I go, please?

Headmaster?

No. He can wait until dinner is over.

But I...

I'm meant to be...

Please.

Please.

Can I get a ticket, please?

Not so much. Fine.

That's enough.

Stop.

Hmm.

What's with the knife?

I don't know what you're talking about, Jack.

Will you stay out of my f***ing room, please?

Mmm. Have you read my book?

No, I haven't read your f***ing book.

You should.

Boys,

members of staff...

I have some very unfortunate news to report.

Early this morning,

Susan Mueller, a young lady

from Sansley College,

who was working with us on our final year play,

was found... murdered.

Not far from here.

The police believe

that this vile act

took place

while she was on her way home from rehearsal

last night.

So I'm afraid that all

members of the cast and crew

will remain behind after assembly,

together with anyone who may have seen

or spoken with Susan

during the course of yesterday afternoon.

That'll be all.

Raj. Raj.

Have you seen Nigel?

No.

Pay attention.

My name is Detective Inspector McKenzie.

I'd like to talk to all of you individually, please.

So could you give your names

to Constable Murray here.

Uh, we're gonna try and get through this

as quickly as possible,

but please be patient.

- Did you see her?

- Yes.

What time did you see her?

Around noon.

And where was she in that time?

Passing by in the corridor.

Which corridor?

- The west side.

- And that was it?

- Yes.

- Okay. All right.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Alex Forbes.

- Did you talk to Susan yesterday?

- Yes.

What time?

I can't remember.

Try.

It was about 5.

I was just packing up, so...

What did you talk about?

I thought that she was really good,

so I told her that she was really good.

- Really good?

- In the play.

She was really good in the play, sir.

What else?

That was it.

That's it?

I think that was it.

That's weird.

I have here that you were due to meet her

at about 7:
30 at the Astra.

Because, according to her friends,

she kind of fancied you.

What do you think about that?

Well...

Looks like you both missed the film.

Was that fun?

What'd you do with the knife?

Ooh. I sense some hostility.

Oh, do you reckon?

Let's just call it fingerprint insurance.

I'm gonna be late.

Do you think I should tell them?

I mean, you were

the last person to see her, Jack.

That poor, fair maiden.

I can't believe what's happened.

You did it, didn't you?

No, Jack. You did it.

How could you do this?

F***ing killed her.

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