Where the Skin Lies Page #2

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unsavory tattoo artist?

She was rather creepy.

Right, well, that's it.

I'm calling this lady.

I'm all for practical jokes...

Actually, I'm not.

Well, what does it matter?

It's nice, no?

Damn. It's... It's dead.

I... Did I forget

to charge the phone?

[RAY] Well, I just charged mine.

Oh, weird. It's dead too.

So's mine.

What a day.

I told you

we should have stayed at home.

This is getting ridiculous.

Well, I'll just go get

my charger from the car.

- Didn't you get the bags, Eddy?

- What?

No, I, um, must have forgotten.

The doorway effect.

You forget things when...

Don't play amateur psychologist.

It is drafty in here, isn't it?

- [SCREAMS]

- What is it?

- What happened?

- It's my back. It hurts.

Uh, it felt like

a whole bunch of,

I don't know,

needles or something.

- [WOMAN] Take a look.

- Ray?

- Does this hurt?

- No.

I thought you had a tattoo

with a six in it.

- Yeah.

- That's a five.

Don't be ridiculous.

I mean, tattoos don't change.

- This?

- No, it doesn't hurt anymore.

- It was just a sudden pain.

- But...

She may have asked for a six,

but the woman drew a five

and we all got confused,

you know.

Observer-expectancy effect.

Cognitive bias?

I'm really looking forward

to reading your book, mate.

It's just strange

that we didn't notice it before.

- [EDWARD] No, it's not.

- Mike?

Look, I can't remember

what I saw,

but, I mean,

that's clearly a five, so...

[EDWARD] Look, I don't even see

why this is a conversation.

It's a bloody tattoo. It's five.

It always has been five.

What the f***'s going on down

there? Talk to me, somebody.

Nothing. Everything's fine.

Oh, yeah, great, OK, fine.

Don't tell the f***ing cripple.

Just let me know

if the pain comes back.

- [RAY] I'm OK.

- Let's go upstairs.

I know you are.

I guess I'll go get the charger.

No, no. No. Um...

I'll do it. You stay inside.

F***!

What?

F***. Oh, God,

this can't be happening.

[ELSIE] Eddy, are you alright?

What's going on?

Did you hurt your wrist?

For God's sake, Elsie,

I'm not a child!

Just stay in the house.

OK...

Yes, darling, why don't we

go away for the weekend

with some people I met

in a hideous situation

where someone f***ing died?

Delightful.

F***. F***!

[GROANS]

Not that one!

There's my smile.

I smile at everyone, Jaan.

It doesn't mean you're special.

Oh, God.

[MIKE] Edward, what's going on?

- What's happening to me?

- [MIKE] Edward!

Show me your wrist, mate!

- I'm not your mate!

- Edward!

I'm gonna find a nice hotel

and empty the f***ing minibar.

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[KETTLE WHISTLES]

[JAAN] I'm sorry I... Sorry

I made things weird earlier.

[RAY] Look,

can you just, like...

I feel like you're crowding me.

I'm trying to help you.

- [RAY] Help me?

- [MIKE] Beth!

- [RAY] You're no hero, Jaan.

- [MIKE] Beth!

[RAY] Elsie? Elsie.

What's wrong?

No. No, no, no, no.

His... His face.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

F***.

So are we stuck here?

[RAY] It's like the robbery.

Well, that's a year of therapy

down the drain, then.

Do you think this is funny?

Do you think making jokes now

is a good idea?

I don't know. Maybe it is.

It's not like anyone's told me

what the f***'s going on.

I'm the one who got a bullet

in the back from that day,

so I'm allowed

a bit of dark humor.

That's what you get for running

away like a little b*tch!

Shot in the back like a coward.

And Joey was shot in the face

like a hero?

It's thanks to him you're alive.

And Beth and Mike who dragged

your worthless piece of...

- You weren't even there!

- [BETH] Hey!

[RAY VOMITS]

[BETH] It's not helping.

Let's just focus...

Did anyone check the house

for a landline?

Elsie, are you gonna be OK

just for a bit? Yeah?

OK, great, let's go look

for a phone, get some help.

I found it.

[RINGS]

Hello?

[MAN] Please remain calm, sir.

Oh, not a sir, and I am calm.

Why don't you take

a deep breath?

OK.

[INHALES, EXHALES]

OK, I'm good now.

OK, that's better, sir.

You're doing alright.

Uh, I'm not a sir,

and we have a situation here.

I did what needed

to be done, alright?

That's not what Eddy said.

You just took care of yourself.

- Is that what he told you?

- Yes.

That's bullshit.

I was trying to raise the alarm.

No, stay put. How many

are there on the other side?

What other side?

What do you mean?

No, leave them inside, sir.

It may be harmful...

But he... he's not inside.

Hello?

You did very well, sir.

The officer in charge...

Hang up.

Um, sorry, I'm not a sir.

What? Hello?

Just hang up.

OK, what the f*** was that?

I'm gonna try again.

- Ow!

- What is it? What...?

- Your back again?

- Yeah.

- [MIKE] Oh, my God.

- [BETH] What the hell?

I didn't see your precious Eddy

do anything.

He didn't get Joey killed.

You did. You did.

You didn't even know Joey.

- You're all a bunch of cowards.

- You weren't even there!

[RAY] But I didn't go outside.

I don't get it.

[BETH] Something must be

triggering this countdown.

You're all cowards!

Eddy died. He died. Horribly.

And you all let him die!

You all left him out there!

- Well, so did you.

- Mike.

You have nothing to hide.

[MIKE] Elsie, you really need

to just...

You. You did this, all of this!

You need to relax!

Because you're starting

to lose your marbles.

No!

[JAAN] What's going on? Ray?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm...

Rainbow, look at me.

It's OK. Alright.

Mike, get me a towel.

[JAAN] What happened?

Ray? Ray? What happened?

Let me see. OK, don't worry.

I've seen a lot worse.

No, no, it's my back.

I felt it sting.

- It's down to three.

- Why is this happening, Beth?

I don't know yet,

but we will figure this out.

- Guys, you need to see this.

- Shut up or I swear I will...

I'm down to three.

We have to figure this out now.

OK, this needs stitches.

Mike, can you see if there's

a first-aid kit here about

or something else

that can serve as bandages?

- Guys, this is important.

- I told you to shut up.

Jaan. Come over here.

I need your help. Come on.

OK, just put pressure here.

Great.

[RAY] Is it really that bad?

[BETH] No, no, it's not that.

I can fix this.

I just really need

my suture kit.

[ELSIE] Beth.

Elsie, I need you

to come back down, OK?

It went up.

My number.

It went up.

I can't. Eddy's out there.

He's just... lying there.

Maybe I don't really

need stitches?

- You need stitches.

- Well, then, we need your bag.

And it's in the car.

[JAAN] OK, so go get it.

What? What have I said?

Nobody tells me anything

and I'm supposed to know.

It's the tattoos, Jaan.

Going outside

makes them go down.

- It's my arm. I'll go.

- No, you're down at three.

It's not only

the doctor's bag, is it?

Everything's still in the car,

including all the food

for the weekend.

There's f*** all to eat

in the kitchen.

Someone needs to go down there.

OK, so she goes.

She slashed at Ray.

Somehow she managed to get

an extra point.

- She can afford the loss.

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