Severance Page #4
we go back to the lodge.
Palisade.
Let's put him down.
We need to lock ourselves in.
Lock everything.
- This is bollocks. F***ing bollocks.
- We're safer in here.
I'm not waiting for him to turn up.
It's f***ing madness.
What do you suggest
we do with Gordon?
- I'll carry him myself.
- Keep your voices down.
- What if the stories were true?
- Well, mine wasn't.
What stories?
They were asylums. Someone escaped,
who knows we're Palisade.
- How would they know that?
- The bus. It's not exactly subtle.
Those stories are nonsense.
Who told you? Jill? Harris?
Know how many conspiracies I hear
regarding weapons companies?
- No, how many?
- I'll tell you how many I believe.
None. We're a public company.
Members of both our governments
are on the board.
They won't do anything immoral.
Arguing is not gonna help us out.
OK?
You said you wanted us
to work as a team.
Well, now is the time to start.
Look, just help me get some wood.
We need to board ourselves in.
Alright?
- With what?
- I don't know. Check Gordon's bag.
He's not gonna have a hammer
and nails in there, is he?
Oh, for f***'s sake!
Good boy.
I've got some pills.
What kind of pills?
Ecstasy.
- Great. Have a party.
- No, not for me, for him.
What do you mean?
They're not gonna get him
up tap dancing,
but it'll take the edge off
for a while.
OK.
Gordon.
- Take one. It'll sort you out.
- I don't do drugs.
It's OK, sweetheart,
these are painkillers.
- They're gonna make you feel better.
- Just take one.
Here. Here you go. Here you go.
You alright?
I'm sorry about earlier.
Flaring up and all that.
You were OK.
Listen, I wanna say something to you.
Sometimes I act like an idiot,
you know?
I say things when I shouldn't
and, er...
Sh*t, I've left Gordon's foot
on the the coach.
Sorry, mate.
I love you, Maggie.
- Of course you do.
- No, seriously. I mean it.
I really mean it.
- It's just the drugs, Gordon.
- No, it's not the drugs.
I really, really, really love you.
And I loved Jill.
I really, really, really,
really loved Jill.
- Steve, have you got any downers?
- Not my thing.
Maggie. Maggie, have I told you
that I love you?
- Where are you going?
- Toilet.
Can't you hold on?
No.
Don't worry, I'll be right back.
If we don't get him to a hospital,
he's gonna die.
I think maybe... we should leave him.
What are you saying?
I think our best chance for survival
is if the four of us
get to the main road and get help.
And I think it's Gordon's
best shot as well.
I think you're right.
I think we should go.
Go where?
- What's happened?
- This door was locked.
Gordon?
- Gordon?
- Billy, be quiet!
Conspiracies?
We should go back upstairs.
- Maggie?
Richard?
Richard?
- F***!
Jesus!
Ohh...
Yeah, well...
I'd hate to be accused of not
killing him when I had the chance.
Well... I think
you'll be alright there.
Come, come.
- Don't you f***ing move!
- We got a problem.
- Yeah, no sh*t!
No, we got another problem.
That was our last bullet.
Put your f***ing guns down!
Put your guns down or I'll blow
your motherfucking balls off!
Let's go.
Stop. Stop!
- What are you doing?
- Don't move. The place is mined.
- How do you know?
- I'm standing on one.
CRM Platoon Buster. One of ours.
- Oh, sh*t.
- Yeah.
Where's Billy?
- Richard, they're coming.
Alright, follow my footsteps,
then jump to the trees.
Go.
Come on.
Hey, come on!
Come on!
Over here! Come on!
You're laughing at me?
You won't be f***ing laughing
when I take my foot off this.
# Yo, pretty ladies, around the world
# Got a weird thing to show you
so tell all the boys and girls
# Tell your brother,
your sister and your mama too
# Cos they're about to throw down
and you'll know just what to do
# Wave your hands in the air
like you don't care
# Glide by the people
as they stop to look and stare
Hey! Maggie, Steve.
Where the hell've you been?
Are you Mr Steve? We are Nadia
and Olga from the escort agency.
Yeah, come on, everybody.
Why not? Be my f***ing guest.
- Is this where we are?
- Whoa. What are you doing?
- Have you been to the lake?
- Yes.
- Are there boats?
- Yes.
Leave your sh*t and follow us.
Ready?
- Yeah.
Would someone please tell me
what the f*** is going on?
George,
there are about five seriously sick
f***ers coming our way to kill us.
So you can either help us
or f*** off.
When you say sick f***ers,
what do you mean? Terrorists?
- Call 'em what you want.
- Come on. Let's go.
Hold it. No one's going anywhere.
I've been waiting to demonstrate this
for a while.
You stamp "terrorist" on it,
and I'll kill it.
- Wait till they get a load of this.
- Sweet!
Are those the little bastards?
- Alright, get back.
Steve?
Steve!
Steve!
- Where are you?
- Steve!
- Maggie?
- I'm in some kind of trap!
Steve, he's coming!
Oh, my God.
No!
No!
God! Steve!
Steve! No!
Please!
Please!
Get off of me!
Steve! Steve!
This is gonna hurt.
Steve!
Steve!
Steve!
Hello. Hello. Do you speak English?
- English?
- Yes. English.
I need you to send help.
- I need help.
- Yes. Please hold.
Come on, then, you f***!
Foursome?
# We'll meet again
# Don't know where
# Don't know when
# But I know we'll meet again
# Some sunny day
# Keep smiling through
# Just like you always do
# Till the blue skies
light the dark clouds far away
# So will you please say hello
# To the folks that I know?
# Tell them I won't be long
# You'll be happy to know
# That as you saw me go
# I was singing this song
# We'll meet again
# Don't know where
# Don't know when
# But I know we'll meet again
# Some sunny day
We'll meet again.
Don't know where,
don't know when.
But I know we'll meet again
some sunny day.
Keep smiling through,
just like you always do...
...till the blue skies
light the dark clouds far away.
# So will you please say hello
# To the folks that I know
# And tell them I won't be long?
# You'll be happy to know
# That as you saw me go
# I was singing this song
# We'll meet again
# Don't know where
# Don't know when
# But I know we'll meet again
# Some sunny day
# The sun is shining
# I can feel the good times coming on
# Oh, there's no point
trying to fight it
# We've been running away
for way too long
# So there's a storm on the horizon
# Feels like there's trouble
on the way
# But if you take my hand
# And I'll take your hand
# Then there'll be no need
for us to stray
# At least not today
# We're summertimin'
# I can feel the good times
coming on
# Coming on
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