Scare Campaign Page #4

I know, I know, I know, I know.

JD's right,

there's nothing you could do.

There's nothing any of us

could do.

Where are the police, Marcus?

Uh, Dick's been

on the phone to Vicki.

Yeah, look, I spoke to Vicki.

She said to hold off

for a minute

just while she talks

to the lawyers.

Are you f***ing serious?

Call the police now!

We're going to, Em.

It's a very dynamic

situation at the moment

and we all want the best

possible outcome, OK?

The best possible outcome?

Yeah. Em, you guys...

I'm losing you.

It'll be OK.

Stay where you are.

When we get the go ahead

we're gonna...

What was that?

Oh, f***. No. Run!

Marcus.

No. No!

No!

No!

Oh, sh*t!

Rohan,

the police are on their way.

No-one else needs to get hurt,

alright?

Rohan, please,

you have to stop this.

Alright, let's get out of here

while we've still got

the chance.

Come on!

Where are we gonna go?

I don't know.

We'll get to the van.

And get the f*** out of here.

I'm not waiting around for him

to find another way back in.

Come on!

Come on! What are you doing?

Come on!

It's just around here.

It should be open.

OK...

You haven't...?

Glove box, please.

I could have sworn that I...

No, it's OK. I know where

to get another set.

You stay here. Lock the doors.

No, no, no. JD, no!

Lock the doors.

Oh, come on.

Come on.

Miss Agutter.

F***!

Sh*t! You b*tch!

Oh, f***!

You see that?

You see what she f***ing did?

That was fantastic!

I told you, mate, the best ones

always go a little bit

off script.

A little off script?!

She stabbed me

with a f***ing orbitoclast!

A what?

Orbitoclast.

A f***ing lobotomy needle.

Some actors do their research!

Oh, f***ing God almighty!

Jesus Christ!

JD, you there?

Hello! Just got back.

- What's going on?

- Right. Slight change of plans.

Emma's on her way back to you

but we've gotta buy some time.

Keep Abby company

while I get this sorted.

Sure thing. On my way.

Marcus, are you right?

Do you want

to come back here to me?

Abs, JD's on his way

over to you.

We're just gonna pause

for a few minutes, OK?

Yeah, no sweat.

How are you going there, kiddo?

I'll survive.

You're doing great.

Marcus!

Rohan, yes.

My name is Trent, you arsehole.

Trent, look, show's not over

yet. Still need my reveal.

Do you know what?

I'd love to be a part of that.

I really, really would.

But right now I'm crucified

to a f***ing car seat!

And all I'm asking

is for you to just

stay in character

a little bit longer

and channel that pain, yeah?

Marcus...

I swear to God,

you call time now

or I'm out of here.

And first I'm going

to find a hospital

and then I'm going

to call my agent

and then I'm calling

the f***ing union,

you piece of sh*t!

No, don't...

Don't do that to me, Trent.

You don't want

to be responsible

for the death of one of

the most successful television

shows of all time.

You don't want

to develop a reputation

for being difficult.

You're not

a difficult man, right?

Wrong.

What's he done?

Get him back online.

He's gone.

F***! F***ing actors!

I give the performance

of a lifetime

and look what the f*** happens.

OK.

Ah... mah...

One...

two...

three.

Ah, f***!

Oh, f***ing...

Tony?

What the f***?

It's alright,

I'm gonna go talk to him.

See if we can

work something out.

No-one's gonna spoil

my f***ing reveal.

Have you got a lock

on Emma yet?

Uh, yeah.

She's about two minutes

from the kitchen.

She's not gonna

hang around too long

once she sees JD's not there.

Open up the line for me.

Alright, guys, we're just gonna

hold things up for a minute, OK?

I've gotta go sort out creative

differences with our villain.

JD, are you with Abby yet?

Almost.

OK, once we're back on,

we proceed as scripted.

I'll give you a

mark and then you

can take Emma down to the

cellar for the climax.

Copy.

Abby, when you're in place,

wait for my cue.

I want you to come in just

before we switch on the lights.

Your resurrection's gonna be

the showstopper, kiddo.

Boom!

Yo!

How are you doing there, Tony?

I'm freezing my balls off

down here.

Can we hurry the f*** up,

please?

Well, just suck it up,

big fella. Suze?

Suzie?

I can't find her.

She's not in position yet.

OK. That's OK.

We'll just keep an eye on that.

Now, guys, can I just say,

you've done an amazing job,

alright?

We just need

one more big push.

If we can nail

this final twist,

then I think we've pulled off

the most amazing feat of all -

keeping our f***ing jobs.

Keep me updated on Emma.

The last thing we need

is for me to bump into her.

Yeah, will do.

You know what?

I hate to say it

but Vicki was right.

We've been playing it too safe.

This... This is real

f***ing horror.

JD?

Dick?

Oh, no. Sh*t! Sh*t!

F***.

OK.

Uh, Marcus?

What is it, buddy?

Uh, we might have

a little bit of a problem.

What, is she close?

Yeah, she...

She what? Dick?

Dick.

Dick, you there?

Dick, come on, this is no time

to be screwing around, alright?

Just tell me...

Wait a second.

Dick, what? Where do I go?

What the f***?

Argh!

Dick? Dick?

F***. I leave him

for two minutes.

Put that in here. Good.

Are you alright?

Are you comfortable?

- Yeah.

- Yeah? Good.

You've got to be

f***ing kidding.

I'm just thinking one there,

one there,

and just kind of like...

Not like that, obviously.

We're trying too hard!

Put this here?

Maybe bring this one

down. Good.

That's good.

Emma's gonna sh*t herself.

She sure is.

Trent, mate, you can go

and barrel this camera.

You're gonna have blood

all over you.

- Oh, yeah, yeah.

- Lots of blood.

Emma, blah, blah, don't worry.

We're talking to Vicki.

Everything's being sorted out.

Are you watching, are you,

Marcus?

Huh! Of course you're watching.

Well, I guess this means

that I just f***ed up

your big reveal, doesn't it?

You're not going to

say anything?

It kills you, doesn't it.

It f***ing kills you

that someone might actually be

one step ahead of you.

Screw this. I'm done.

Trent?

Trent?

Come on, mate.

She barely touched you.

Trent?

F***!

Dick.

Dick, where the hell are you?

Masked Freaks.

Argh!

Marcus.

Jesus, Em,

thank Christ you're OK.

Argh! Wait, wait, wait!

Don't, don't, don't.

You just don't know

when to stop, do you?

Trent's dead.

Trent's dead. They killed him.

I was the perfect stooge,

wasn't I?

I was the perfect

f***ing stooge!

Who's Trent?

Trent. Ro-Ro-Rohan. Rohan.

The actor playing Rohan.

Yeah, I probably hurt him

a little bit!

No, no, no.

The Freaks killed him.

- Oh, yeah.

- No, believe me.

I think they killed Dick too.

Alright, I get it.

You got me, alright?

But you're not getting

your big reveal.

No, no, it's real this time.

Em, someone set us up.

We're all f***ing stooges.

Your plot is not making

any sense.

You do realise that, right?

And just so we're clear,

you and me, we're done.

- Em, no.

- Yes! In every way.

- No, Em. Em...

- Creatively, every way.

Em, don't.

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