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has a better idea, so f*** it.
What?
Wait!
Guys! Guys!
I've got a better idea.
here somewhere.
Haul it. Just go!
Steven, tell them!
Gary said they'll get us
if we try and leave now.
We're way past leaving now.
Come on.
Oh, yeah.
This is what the kids want.
This is a bit mad, isn't it?
This is perfect. We can hide out in here.
I'll get the drinks in.
Good plan, O-Man.
Hey!
Keep an eye out
for blanks.
You've got it.
Why didn't you say anything?
About what?
About what you said
in the garden.
I always wanted to.
It just never seemed
like the right moment.
Something always
got in the way.
Here you go,
get these down you.
Thanks.
Steven?
Please! I have so
much to live for!
It's me, you numpty.
Basil!
I knew seeing your faces again
would spell trouble.
Wait. How do I know
it's really you?
Because I'm the only one who's going to
tell you the truth about Newton Haven.
Now, do you recall the events of the
evening of June the 22nd, 1990?
No, but I know a man who does.
Here you go.
Hey.
See anyone we know?
The Marmalade Sandwich.
The Marmalade Sandwich.
They look good.
It's the lights.
It's the drink.
Who cares what it is?
Steven?
Steven?
That was the night
they arrived.
Remember the shooting star?
That was them.
Nothing happened at first.
They were getting ready, burrowing
in underground, preparing.
Not long after you lot left,
people started to change.
Just one or two at first,
then more.
They replaced people of influence,
taking over the institutions,
remaking, remodeling,
refurbishing.
Doing everything they could
to make us join them.
I can't find Steven.
Where are the others?
They're blending in.
Oh, crumbs.
It's not like the replacements
were evil, far from it.
People got a lot friendlier.
That's how they do it.
It's not an invasion,
it's a merger.
They don't want to get rid of
us, not if they can help it.
They just want to make
us more like them.
Change the way we think.
Bring us into line
with all the others.
Become another
link in their chain.
Which is fine,
unless you say no.
That's when you get replaced.
Once they get your DNA,
they've got you.
How do they do that?
Any way they like.
Blood tests, the nit nurse, sweat,
kissing, saliva on the rim of a glass.
Why do you think
I drink with this crazy straw?
Not so crazy now, is it?
If you're not on their side,
they'll create a version that is.
They can bring you back exactly the
same or even make you young again.
It looks like you, it
even has your memories,
but really it's just a vessel
to spread their message.
Trust, love, respect, desire.
Replaced in the name
of progress.
So, what happens to the
people who get replaced?
The empties? Don't ask
me what happens to them.
Why, what happens
to the empties?
I told you not
to ask me that!
Go! Get out,
before it's too late!
Basil?
I said go!
This just can't be good.
Sam, who was the boy that you
liked in sixth form? Adrian?
Adrian Keane. Why?
He's over there.
Hey, Sam.
How's life?
Sam, we have to get out of here!
We have to get out of here!
Where are the others?
They're blending in.
Oh, f***!
Gary! No, just one more song.
Gary, she's a blank!
Don't be so judgmental.
Oh, for f***...
Oh, yeah.
Come on.
Still got it.
Enough's enough.
Let's go.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up.
Hold up.
Where are you all going?
We're leaving.
Really? What happened?
Adrian Keane was in that bar.
Prick.
I thought you liked
Adrian Keane.
Adrian Keane is dead.
Oh, God.
Adrian Keane died in a motorbike
accident in Italy eight years ago.
Did he? They must have
had his DNA on file.
That's how they were
able to replicate him.
They know how to get to us, man.
They know everything.
They didn't know Adrian was dead.
They knew these three would fall for
a bunch of girls in school uniform.
Hey, who wouldn't? Am I right?
F***,yeah.
We've gotta get out of town,
before it's too late.
- Where are you getting all this from?
- Basil.
Mad Basil? He of the Bermuda
Rhombus and the Aqua Nazis?
Another good name
for the band, Steve.
He's not crazy!
No, maybe he's not.
Or maybe he's a blank trying to
lure us to the edge of town,
where they can deal with us.
Yeah, we could end up dead in a field.
I hate fields.
Yes. My thoughts precisely.
Steven's right.
We should go.
No, we're going
to The Beehive.
Gary's plan is still
the best we have.
Wait a minute.
The 1990-model Oliver was out of
commission by this point in the evening.
What are you saying?
I like the new you.
Huh.
Come on.
This is a mistake,
isn't it?
Hold up!
Just stick with me.
Andy, come on!
Here we go. Pub number nine.
F*** yes!
That's the spirit, Pete!
Spirits! We should do chasers.
Who is this guy?
Come on. Andy!
You what?
Now then.
Whose round is it?
It's mine.
Mr. Shepherd!
Is it Mr. Shepherd?
Why don't you kids join me? You look
like you could do with a drink.
Now, let's have a little chat
about your future, shall we, hmm?
Uh, Mr. Shepherd?
Please, call me Guy.
All right.
Guy...
Look at you.
Are you a robot?
Does anyone know
what robot means?
Yeah. I do!
Yes, Gary.
It means "slave."
Oh, very good, Gary.
Are you a robot, sir?
No, Peter, of course
I'm not a robot.
Sir?
Yes, Steven.
But you're on their
side, though?
This is not about
sides, Steven.
It's not about shirts
versus skins.
It's about working
together as one team.
I know it may seem a bit weird
and a little bit scary,
but please believe me,
it's quite the opposite.
They're here to help.
To straighten us out. To
prepare us for the big league.
They've seen something
in us, a potential.
There's a vast community
of worlds up there,
living together, peacefully,
cooperatively.
And guess what? They want
us along for the ride.
Pretty cool, eh, gang?
So,
they're not here to harm us?
Far from it, O-Man.
No, they're here to help.
I'm not saying they're
afraid to get tough.
I certainly had to get
tough with you in my day.
And what one amongst you
wouldn't thank me for it? Hmm?
In some respects,
they're a lot like teachers.
Stern, yes.
A little frightening.
But it's all for
our betterment.
So, what do you say we all go somewhere
and talk about this properly?
That wasn't properly?
Well, I think it's pretty clear, guys, what
Mr. Shepherd is trying to say is that...
Andy! What the f***?
Yes, Andy. What the f***?
WTF?
Humans, you leave
us no recourse.
If you will not
join us willingly,
we will be forced to use
other means of persuasion.
Now, please...
I f***ing hate this town!
Oh, oh!
Oh, crumbs, you're heavy. Sorry.
Motherf***er!
Andy!
Twist the melon, man!
Yeah!
Sam, this is no way
for a family to behave.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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