The World's End Page #8

Sam, I'm disappointed

in you.

O-Man!

Okay, Andy.

Break it up.

It doesn't have

to be like this.

It could be so much simpler,

so completely painless.

If only you'd see the light.

Yes.

See, it's not

about conflict,

it's about togetherness.

Yes. Let's try this

again, shall we?

How about another round?

Nah, we're done here.

Yes, Gary, that appears to be the case.

The Smokehouse!

What?

Just do it!

Come on!

This way!

Humans,

this is your final warning.

Failure to comply

will result in your...

Humans, obey now,

or face the consequences.

Let's go!

Sh*t.

Oh, look, there's my car!

Let's climb down

the drainpipe.

I've got a better idea.

Climb down the drainpipe.

Okay, just go.

Wait. What about the others?

Leave 'em with me, okay?

I got this.

Are you sure? Yeah, I

always land on my feet.

I don't know

if that's true, Gary.

Just go.

Will you find out what

happened to my brother?

Yeah, of course, of course, and

I'll look after Stevie for you, eh?

He's a good guy.

He's better than me.

Gary, you're not a bad person, but

you're not boyfriend material.

The whole "free spirit quick one

in the disabled toilets" thing

is kinda cool when you're 17,

but not when you're facing 40.

There comes a time when you have

to go forwards and not backwards.

Maybe if I hadn't left you behind that

night, things would all be different.

It's not all about

that night, Gary.

Isn't it?

It doesn't have to be.

We'll always have the

disableds, though, won't we?

Yeah. Yeah, we'll always

have the disableds.

Oh, no.

Where's Sam?

I put her in her car.

You did what?

I put her in her car.

I just told her to leave.

You just sent away the only one

of us sober enough to drive?

Yeah. You just couldn't

stand the fact

that she might

prefer me to you.

That's not true.

it is true, Gary!

I was getting somewhere.

We held hands.

I was just trying to help! You were

trying to help yourself, more like!

Jesus, I do something right for a

change and you f***ers get on my case.

Wow, that's the first time I've

ever heard you admit being wrong.

I said I did something right!

Yeah, "for a change".

So? Meaning the rest

of the time you're wrong.

Not necessarily.

Look, I just thought it was best

to keep her out of harm's way.

And what about us, Gary?

Aren't we in harm's way?

We're all right, Pete. Come on,

we're The Five Musketeers.

No, we're the Four Musketeers.

Wait, how do we know

you put her in the car?

How do we know

you're you?

Of course I'm me!

Well, who the f*** are you, Gary?

I'm Gary King.

There's only one Gary King. How

do I know you guys are you?

We've been together

the whole time.

You might all not be you. How did

you know O-Man wasn't O-Man?

Because his birthmark

was back.

What does that prove?

Because of what Basil said.

They make a copy

from your DNA.

That's why he had

his birthmark.

He was new, like a baby.

Like a man-baby.

Like a "maybe".

Oliver with none of the sh*t that

had happened to the real Oliver.

The laser surgery!

So the blanks really

are just blank?

No wear and tear, no scars.

Steven, in 1987 we were playing

cricket and I accidentally pushed you

onto a broken bottle that

nearly went up your ass.

So?

Show us your bum.

Very nice.

Thank you.

Pete, you got that 50cc

Suzuki in 1988,

and you let me have a go on it

and I ran over your leg.

What the f***?

Oh, wait,

it's the other one.

Andy, in 1986 we re-enacted

the Knife Game from Aliens

and I stabbed you

in the middle finger.

How about December 1997,

when you OD'd

and I drove you to the hospital

four times over the limit

and I ended up rolling the car and

almost severing my femoral artery,

at which point you made

a miraculous f***ing recovery

and ran off into the night,

leaving me to get arrested

after 12 hours of

life-saving surgery?

Either one of those will do.

Thank you.

What about you?

That's easy.

That could have been drawn on.

Aren't all tattoos drawn on?

- Yeah.

- Show us your arm.

What?

Show us your arm.

No, no.

You fell off stage at the fifth-year ball

f***ing around and dislocated your elbow.

You've got a scar where they

put the metal plate in.

I don't have to show

you anything, all right?

I'm Gary King.

I know I'm me.

If I'm not me, then how do I know that

carved into that beam above your head

are the words "King Gary"?

But it doesn't say

"King Gary".

Yes, it does.

Doesn't it?

No. it says "King Gay".

Some c*nt scrubbed

out the "R"!

- That was me.

- Why?

"King Gay".

That means f***-all anyway.

Mr. Shepherd remembered

stuff, so did Oliver.

Selective memory,

remember?

We don't see you for years and you

just pitch up and bring us here.

You better come out with some

hard evidence that you're human,

otherwise we're going to

find out for ourselves.

You want evidence?

There!

That proves I'm human!

It proves you're stupid.

Exactly!

Ow!

It's Gary.

It's Gary.

The whole town's

out looking for us.

That's a good thing. If everybody's

outside, that means nobody's inside.

Gary, wait! F***!

Gary, Gary! What do

you mean "nobody's inside"?

I mean we can

still do this!

Do what exactly?

Oh, we're still on the crawl.

"King Gay".

Peter?

Peter.

I thought that was you.

Are you okay?

Am I what?

I know we didn't see

eye to eye at school.

Goodness knows

I regret that.

I wanted to say something

back at the pub,

but I felt so terribly

ashamed by what I'd done.

Let me make it up to you, Peter.

Please.

Gary, you're out of your mind!

We've come too far.

It's f***ing suicide.

I know. We are going to get to

The World's End if it kills us.

Where's Pete?

I hate you!

You f***ing bastard!

I hate you!

Pete! Leave it! Why are

you doing this, Peter?

We don't want to hurt you.

Come on, mate!

It's not worth it!

Yes, it f***ing is!

What's he doing?

Oh, sh*t.

Peter...

Peter...

I must say, I'm very

disappointed in you, Peter.

I'll punch their

f***ing lights out.

Andy! No, no, no,

there's too many of them.

Pete.

Peter.

We gotta go.

Gary's right.

We gotta get to The King's Head.

Exactly.

What?

We are not going to The King's Head.

We're done.

We're going to do what we should

have done in the first place.

Get The Beast and

get out of here.

We are f***ing leaving

and we are never coming back.

Now, you can either

come with us willingly

or I'm gonna knock you the f***

out and carry you there myself.

You choose.

All right. All right.

Just think about what you're saying, you

know, because you have been drinking.

You f***.

Sh*t,

it's those f***ing kids.

Not them again.

What the hell is that?

I don't know, but it's

definitely not modern art.

Oh, sh*t, we're trapped.

Where's The Beast?

Okay, all right. We're here, so

The Beast is in the next street.

How are we gonna

get to it?

We'll have to go through.

Through where?

I don't f***ing

believe this.

Number 10.

Come on.

Let's go.

The back door, back door.

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