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- [Nic] 10 years I've been living in this city.
The day I moved here,
this guy had his head cut off in the streets.
Mum was kind of terrified.
I was 18 then.
Photography was something I'd always loved,
that's why I came here to study.
West London Uni was fine
more than dad could realistically afford.
And photography is something you either have or you don't,
so the school was only good for this one teacher,
Professor Malone.
Basically took me under his wing.
I graduated, went freelance,
took weddings, shit gigs.
Yeah, it's a struggle.
Then in that funny way the universe works,
I came to actually live with Professor Malone.
I mean, Albert.
No, not how you're thinking.
Nothing weird, all right?
We just stayed friends.
I'm no trouble see,
I keep to myself,
so this all worked out for us pretty well,
for a while anyway.
- I'm fucking fucked, aren't I?
- They wanna hospitalize you
for the first week of treatment.
- I don't want it.
No treatment, Nic.
I've got other plans.
- What plans?
- I'm too young for this shit.
- Well.
What am I supposed to do?
- Nic.
I've got the fucking tumor.
You're fine.
- No I,
yeah, I just,
fuck, I wanna cry.
- It is what it is.
Doctors say I've got a year the best.
We'll see.
Doctors really don't know anything.
They want more blood.
Why don't you head home?
I'll get a taxi when I'm done.
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(knuckles rapping)
- [Todd] Beth, will you hurry up in there.
We're gonna be late.
- Just a minute, Todd.
- [Todd] What are you doing?
Beth!
(knuckles rapping)
- Sorry.
- I said you looked fine 20 minutes ago.
The taxi's outside.
- I have Mr. Malone's test results.
You see this?
It's a malignant tumor.
I'm afraid to say went undetected
through stages one, two, and three.
It's not good news.
It can be treated with chemo,
but it's an aggressive treatment.
It wouldn't be easy for someone of Mr. Malone's age.
- How long does he have?
- With chemo,
no more than a year.
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(train engine revving)
- So are you gotta tell me what all that was about?
- What?
- You, acting like that.
- Like what?
- Weird, Beth.
What is wrong with you tonight?
- I'm just tired.
- Yeah well, you embarrassed me.
What are Jack and Sarah gonna bloody think?
- I'm sorry.
- Next time if you don't want to come just say.
- I did want to come, Todd.
- No, if you wanted to come,
you wouldn't have sat there all zoned out
like you've got some sort of social problem.
You have to contribute to the conversation, Beth,
otherwise, what's even the point in having you there?
You've been off for weeks.
I don't know how much longer I can put with this.
I need a drink and I'm off to bed.
- Goodnight.
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(friends chattering)
(laughing)
- So what I'm hearing is that
you can only get ugly guys to fuck you now, Sean.
- No, no, no, no.
What I'm saying is don't rule out
unfortunate-looking hookups.
Like why are we always looking for handsome faces
when they're not putting their fucking face in you?
It's like we're programmed to expect great sex
from pretty people,
but what matters is the dick.
- Oh, Jesus.
- And the uglier they are the better they are at fucking.
- What? - Sean?
Whoa, what? What does it matter?
- Because they never get good looking guy
show them any attention.
So suddenly you're into them
and it's like Christmas came fucking early.
- You have a terrifyingly high opinion of yourself.
- Ugh, there's no way of saying this
without sounding like an asshole.
- So that wasn't the aim of this whole tangent?
- These guys just have this energy, right?
Like this could be their one chance with you
before you stop and realize,
wait, have I actually looked at this guy's face?
He looks like a fricking goblin.
(laughing)
- So how many Quasimodo-looking Grindr freaks
have you bottomed for already?
- Oh, Sean not told you his rule?
He always has three guys on the go.
- Three regular fuck buddies.
- Oh, Sean.
- Look this is the struggle of being single,
which I hate, by the way.
I don't have round on the clock access to dick,
which is like pretty sad.
- Sean, darling, you need therapy.
- Yeah.
Conversion.
We don't want you no more.
(laughing)
- [Scott] So are they all ugly
or is it like you need two ugly ones
and a pretty one to balance it out?
- It doesn't matter.
Sean just needs them to fuck good
and have a big monster cock.
Isn't that right, Sean?
Right? Sean.
Sean.
- What?
- To desperate times.
- I'm not desperate, you bitch.
- No, 'cause you've gone through all the gym bros
within five mile radius.
- Aw babes, do they not takes you back?
- He ghosted a few too many times.
- Look, I ghost, they don't ghost me.
- Oh, I get it. I get it.
You wanna be treated like a pretty little princess.
- Sean likes to be treated like a piece of meat.
- Oh, and how would you know?
- You mean fucks like a piece of meat?
- Pretty meat, though.
- Oh, duh.
Like a fucking Fullblood Wagyu Tenderloin.
- No, you're definitely just the rump.
(laughing)
- Cheers!
- Finish your fucking pornstar you queers
and let's go dance.
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♪ You and I forever ♪
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(passionately kissing)
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(men faintly speaking)
(camera shutter clicks)
(men faintly speaking)
(camera shutter clicks)
- Oi!
- Fuck.
Oh, shit!
- Hey!
Hey, yo, yo, yo, yo.
- Sorry, I was just,
I'm just a photographer.
- What phone have you got for me?
- Sorry?
- What's this then?
- That's my camera.
- I said what phone have you got for me?
- I don't have anything for you.
- Do you wanna know what I got for you?
- Oh, fuck. - Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Phone and wallet.
- Okay, yeah.
But this all I've got, okay?
Hey, no, no, no.
That's my, please.
That's my camera.
My photos are on here. It's my work.
- Go shut up!
If he says it's his, then it's fucking is!
- Oi!
(Nic grunting)
- Is this what you wanted?
- It's fucking junk, man.
- [Dean] Prick.
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(grunting)
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(siren wailing) (suspenseful music)
- Hey.
Hey, what's going on?
I live here.
- [Officer] Sir, this is a restricted area.
- This is my flat.
- Nicholas Cross?
- What the fuck is going on?
- Let him through.
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- Neighbor called in a disturbance.
So are you family or?
- I'm his tenant.
We're friends.
We're close.
- Is that you in the hospital?
Doesn't look as though they can do much for him.
All this happened before they got here.
- Do you know what this is?
- I thought it was a paperweight.
- Hmm.
Interesting.
Do you keep a reptile here or something?
- What?
- The pet food got out.
They're everywhere.
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- Got somewhere you can stay tonight?
- I don't really sleep,
but yeah, I'll be fine.
- [Dean] You ever heard of Lycaon?
- [Kirsty] What's that?
- Lie-Kay-Un.
He's like an old London legend,
the half-man, half-wolf.
Hides in the city of London.
- Don't know it.
- It's one of those things that they tell you on the street.
It's kind of like a bit of a-
- Cautionary tale?
- Right.
So Lycaon was this guy who lived in Whitechapel.
This is back in the olden times, of course.
That guy couldn't catch a fucking break.
He worked like a dog.
In fact, people thought he started to look like a dog.
I'm talking like skin discoloration as well.
A bit like what we found on your pussy.
- Dean!
Fuckin' hell.
London back then was full of disease.
- What?
And it ain't today?
- Okay.
- Yeah, so my guy falls on hard, hard times, you know.
Poor as shit.
Nothing to eat.
Nowhere to live.
So he commits the ultimate sin.
- What's that?
- He eats human flesh to survive.
The guy's got fucking eat though, right?
I mean, there's versions of the story
where he goes after people on the streets.
Women, you know.
Like a wolf!
- Dean!
I'm all wet now.
- So what?
I like you better when you're wet.
- The story is bullshit.
It never happened.
- It's a legend, you knob.
It's been-
- Embellished?
- Well.
- Next time you wanna scare me, try harder.
I don't think I'll be losing any sleep.
- Who said you could sleep?
- Dean.
- Oh, you wanted to stay over, right?
You know what that means?
- Stay over?
I pay rent here fuck-head.
- Yeah, and that's only because I let you.
Come on, Kirsty.
Don't be annoying.
- I'm not.
- The rent is due tomorrow by the way,
so I'm gonna need that cash.
- I know, I have it.
- Yeah?
And you know I don't like it when I have to ask.
- I have it!
- All right.
Okay, all right.
Come here.
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(breathes heavily)
(screams)
(breathes heavily)
- What is that?
- Go back to sleep, babe.
- What is it?
- You don't wanna try this, all right?
Everyone start on this.
- You said you could stop if you wanted to.
Like if you really wanted to.
- I'll be back in a second to come and cuddle here.
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(Dean grunting)
(birds chirping)
- Beth.
It's early.
- I've got a meeting.
- It's 6:00 AM.
- See you later.
- Well, you're eight weeks along.
Everything seems fairly normal.
- Eight weeks?
- I know this can be overwhelming, Ms. Crawford.
- Sorry.
I'm sorry.
- It's all right.
You've absolutely no need to apologize.
- It's not my partner's.
It's not Todd's.
He barely, you know,
there was a man at my work.
I never would've let him.
I froze.
- Have you reported this to anyone?
- No.
- Have you thought about reporting it to the police?
- I haven't told anyone.
I did the test,
but I didn't wanna think it was real.
- You have options, Ms. Crawford.
If this isn't something that you want to do,
there are many nice people out there
who can't have children of their own.
We can connect you with an agency.
- I don't know if I could do that.
- All right.
Do you have a friend you can call to pick you up?
- I just need time to think this over.
Thank you.
(birds chirping)
- Fuck!
Ugh, for fuck's sake, Dean!
- I am so sorry, Nic.
We tried everything we possibly could.
Can I call anybody for you?
(breathes heavily)
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- Nicholas.
Nicholas.
- Nic?
Nic?
Are you okay?
You fainted.
- Sean?
Sean?
Hey!
Wake the fuck up.
- For fuck sake, Kirsty.
Can I get some privacy?
- Like you care.
Looks to have been a successful night.
- Do you not know how to knock?
- The door was wide open.
You could have been robbed.
Why do you always do this?
You know we've got lunch with mom today.
- There's your answer, genius.
- You're trying to embarrass yourself in front of her?
- Unlike some of us Kirsty babe,
I don't have the energy to keep up
with this golden child act.
- What act?
- This fucking perfect daughter act you've got going on.
- Water. Paracetamol.
Now go wash last night's shag out of your mouth,
cock-breath.
- Right. Yeah, okay.
Look away.
- Can I borrow some cash?
I've got no purse.
- [Sean] Yeah, whatever.
- 40 quid all right?
I'll pay you back.
- [Sean] You never do, Kirsty, but it's fine.
- Thanks.
You've got five minutes.
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(screaming)
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- How's Dean?
Still living together, I presume?
- He's good, mum.
- What is it he does again?
- Just, you know, general odd jobs.
- And that pays enough, does it?
- Well, he never seem to have a problem so.
- Oh well, that's wonderful, darling.
It's good to have someone who can provide.
Your father and I must get around to visiting.
I want to see this flat.
- At some point.
Just lots of decorating to do, that's all.
- Well, I'm just glad to see that you finally settled.
You had us worried.
Why not bring him along next time?
He's always welcome.
- I know he wants to meet you.
Just, he's busy.
- Well, I want to see who my daughter
is spending her time with.
- Dean's trash.
What?
You know you can do better for yourself.
- Sean, I'm talking to your sister.
- Sorry, why was I invited if you don't wanna ask about me?
I'm done with listening to this bullshit about Dean.
He's pretty fucking far from perfect.
- Stop!
- Every nice girl I know ends up with a complete low life.
Nothing going for them.
Just want to shake these girls.
- Sean, could we just have one dinner
without your theatrics?
- You're my sister, so I can say this.
- What are you going to have then?
Kirsty, the five cheese marinara sounds good.
- How's dad today then?
- He's busy with work.
- He's just done with seeing us now then.
- No, that is not the case, Sean.
- He's that ashamed of me.
You're not gonna talk to him?
Sort it out?
- He'll come around.
Give him time.
- He's had time.
- And it's not fair on us either, is it, Sean?
Because of your choices, Kirsty doesn't get to see him.
Just be quiet and order your food.
- Hi, can I take your order?
- Hello.
Yes, I will have the five cheese marinara
and an Aperol Spritz.
Kirsty, what are you gonna have?
- You know, I'm not only gay, mum.
I'm the woman.
And do you know what that means?
It means I take it up the ass.
- Sean.
- Hot muscular men make me their little fuck-bitch
and I like it.
No, I fucking love it.
And if you've not spent your whole life
being such a boring square,
maybe you'd have found what you like
instead of being an old judgmental bitch
because I managed it and you didn't.
- You think you are not miserable, Sean?
- I can come back in a few minutes.
- I think you better leave.
- Yeah, going.
- Sean.
- Whatever Kirsty, I fucking hate her.
- Why can't we just be a normal family, eh?
- I'm sorry, mum.
I might have to go after him.
- Yes, it's fine.
- Sean.
What was that?
- Nothing I ever say gets through
to her thick fucking skull.
You know, it's all right for you.
She asks about you, about your job,
about your boyfriend, about your life.
I just sit there
and not showing the slightest bit of interest
as if nothing I do fucking matters.
- Well, I'm sorry she's like that,
but you don't have to shit all over my life.
- It's true, Kirsty.
Dean's no good for you.
- Well, fine.
We can have that conversation.
You can tell me all your fucking shitty opinions,
just not in front of fucking mum, all right?
Not today.
- Please just stop trying
to be her precious little children.
We're both fuck ups, babe.
And we're both nothing like she wants us to be
so just stop trying to please her.
- Yeah, everywhere I go,
people just get worse and worse.
People are just out for themselves.
Everyone is just fucking nuts.
Everyone.
Except for you, Sean.
You're the only person who understands me.
You're my brother.
If you don't have my back, then I've got nothing.
Not one person by my side.
- No one's against you, Kirsty.
- Really?
Because some days it feels like every fucker
is out for my blood.
The rent.
The day job.
Our parents.
My twat boyfriend.
I know nothing in my life is perfect, all right?
I don't need you to tell me.
- Yeah, well newsflash,
you're not the only one that feels like that.
- So talk to me about it then.
- You still have parents who care about you, Kirsty?
I have nothing.
Okay? We are not on the same page here.
You know nothing about being rejected
for something that you can't fucking change.
- So what?
We're just gonna fall out over this?
- In the end everyone turns their back on me.
I fucking ruined today, didn't I?
I'm a disappointment to them.
And someday soon I'll be a disappointment to you too.
- Sean.
Please don't walk away from me.
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What the fuck?
(knuckles rapping)
Dean?
(knuckles rapping)
Dean, open the fuck up.
Dean!
- Hey, I've just put my little girl to sleep.
You won't get in there.
They came around this afternoon,
replaced the locks and everything.
If you want your stuff,
you're gonna have to speak to the landlord.
Your rent was three months overdue.
Hey!
No, it's all right.
I'm looking for Dean.
Do you know him?
- All right.
I'll show you the way.
They're gonna love you there.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.
Fresh meat.
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- [Beth] Todd?
- What the fuck is this?
Please not yours. Tell me it's not.
- Todd.
- Is this the reason you've been acting such a creep
these past months?
Is it?
Answer me!
'Cause there is no way this is mine and you know that.
- Of course, it's not yours.
I don't think you can stand me.
- Is that what this is?
- A man at work, Liam,
followed me,
forced me into the back of his car, held me down.
So you think I've been acting a little weird?
Yes.
I'm fucking weird.
The world is fucking weird.
Everything is upside down, Todd.
And now I find out.
I find out I'm fucking pregnant
from one time that I just want to forget ever happened.
But what do you care?
It's just Beth being a cry baby.
Making a fuss.
- You swear it was just one time?
- It wasn't my choice, Todd.
It was not my choice.
- He didn't leave any bruises, did he?
Nothing.
I mean, did you even put up a fight?
We spoke about kids.
We said we weren't ready.
- Todd.
- I just don't know why you didn't say anything.
- How could I tell you?
How?
How could I know what to say?
- You can't keep it.
- That's not,
there's lots for me to think about.
- You'd keep another man's kid
and expect me to stick around for that?
- I don't know, Todd.
You're the least of my worries right now.
- You understand why it just doesn't seem very plausible
when you've kept it quiet from me for so long.
- There were times,
so many times I wanted to say something.
I almost did-
- Then why the fuck didn't you?
- I didn't know how.
I couldn't say the words.
This is my home, Todd.
This is my life.
I just needed someone who would understand.
Please say something.
- I better stay somewhere else tonight.
We'll talk about this.
- Todd, please.
- Everything I do is for you.
This house, this job.
I feel like a fucking idiot.
- Todd, don't go.
Todd.
Not tonight, Todd!
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- Dean?
Dean!
- Kirsty?
- What the fuck?
- You shouldn't be here, babe.
- Where's the money, asshole?
You took the rent and cash
and they changed the fucking locks.
- Kirsty, you need to go home.
- I don't have a home to go to, Dean.
- I tried to keep you out of this, all right?
Please, just go.
- You're a fucking freak.
You know that?
- Kirsty, go!
- [Lycaon] Ms. Marsh.
- Who is that?
What is this place?
- Kirsty, forget about me, all right?
You need to go.
Get out of here, please.
- [Lycaon] Ms. Marsh.
- Who's back there?
- You know who we are.
We rule this city from the shadows.
All the foulest stories you thought false,
I prove to be true.
- Lycaon.
- Summon me, Ms. Marsh.
Summon me.
(laughing)
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- Your fuckin' pussy is mine tonight.
Anything I wanna do you're gonna let me.
Think you can handle it, little slut?
(upbeat music)
Come on, you.
Come meet my friends.
(cries bitterly) (ominous music)
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(breathes heavily) (ominous music continues)
- Todd?
Please, please.
Can you come over here?
- [Todd] It's one o'clock in the morning, Beth.
- It's just,
I get the feeling there's somebody in the house.
I'm seeing things, Todd.
It's him.
I can't.
I just can't be by myself right now, please.
- [Todd] Beth, we're not talking right now.
(woman giggles)
- Where are you?
Who's that?
- [Todd] One second.
Beth, don't call me.
Good night.
- I need you.
Todd?
(ominous music)
- Shit!
Hey!
(train engine rumbling)
You selfish prick!
What's so bad in your life
that you'd have to go and do something like that, huh?
Did the person you spend every day with up and disappeared?
Did you get mugged and beaten in the street
coming home from your shitty day job?
Did any of that fucking bullshit happen to you?
- I think somebody stole my wallet.
- That's it?
- I'm fucking drunk, okay?
And nobody gives a fuck about me anymore.
- So?
Forget about them.
You'll get over it.
- I don't know.
(laughing)
- I just saved your life.
(laughing hysterically)
Whatever.
- What's going on?
Hey, hey.
Wait, it's fucking cold.
Yeah?
Maybe next time, mind your own business.
(fist thudding)
(train engine rumbling)
- Sorry.
I have a lot of anger.
- Yeah, no shit.
- You were rude.
- I was. - You were.
- Okay look, I admitted to it, okay?
It was stupid.
I wasn't actually gonna jump.
- I think you were.
- Okay, maybe I was gonna jump.
Okay, next time I'll just go home and have a cry wank.
Okay?
I'm Sean, by the way.
- Nic.
- You're a photographer?
- Trying to be.
I was mugged.
They broke my good camera, so I'm stuck using this.
- Maybe you shouldn't be out here so late at night.
It's not exactly the safest place to be.
- It's where all the good pictures are.
I was actually trying to break in to this place
to take some photos, but I bottled it.
- Break in?
- There's this old church over on Mount Park.
It's empty now.
- You mean Arcadia?
- You've heard of it?
- Yeah, guys from the club go there to buy drugs.
Take it and you're like,
partying for a whole night.
They're all hooked on it.
- Do you ever take it?
- No, no, no, no.
You like inject it.
I have very delicate skin.
Skincare is very, very important to me.
- Right.
And have you noticed anything strange?
Weird people following you?
- What kind of people?
Hey, where are you going?
- To see what's inside.
- You said it's empty.
- I did.
(hinges squeaking)
- Sorry.
Okay, so it's creepy as fuck.
And it's empty.
And it stinks of-
- Rotting meat.
- Yeah.
We shouldn't be in here.
What is that?
- It belonged to a friend of mine.
I think there should be a way to open.
(ominous music)
(metal clicking)
- Fuck.
Ow!
(Lycaon laughing)
- Nic?
- How tough life must be
for a couple of young men still trying to find their feet.
All the unfortunates, the stragglers, always find me.
- Who are you people?
(chains rattling)
- I am the disease.
The Prince of Pestilence.
King of Kings.
- We are the Sons of Lycaon.
- I have been here since the Black Death.
I lit the Great Fire and danced to it flames.
- We the Sons of Lycaon are all around you.
- Once my blood is pumping through your veins,
you will see us.
- Sean, get away from them.
- Sean Marsh, such a lost and lonely soul.
So unloved with no one there to father him.
- Sean!
- I've seen you.
- I've been watching you,
knowing there's so much that we can do.
- For me?
- How would it feel to devour those who wronged you?
To make them feel the pain and rage they caused you?
- You could do that?
- Sean!
- In a dog eats dog world, be a wolf.
- Sean, wait!
Sean!
(screams)
(laughing)
- All right, Beth.
I can give you two minutes, but I'm late for lunch
with the lads from Reading, all right?
So what's up?
- Well, there was an incident,
a while back that I think you need to be told about.
It's involving Liam.
- Liam?
He said something to you?
He rubbed you the wrong way?
He's a bit like that.
He's a bit of a lad.
- No.
After work, he wanted to,
he asked me if I would go with him somewhere private.
And I said no, but he didn't listen.
- Liam?
You think Liam has the hots for you?
- He assaulted me.
That's what happened.
Sorry.
- Please, please.
Don't do that, all right?
- I didn't ask for this.
- Beth, Liam is a star employee.
He's my top man.
We,
I can't have you going around saying this type of thing.
- But it happened.
- Oh, he's popular with all the girls in the office,
okay, honey?
That's just Liam.
Ah, maybe he got the wrong idea.
Look, I'll have a chat with him.
I'll get his side of the story.
- There is no other side.
- Beth.
He's an asset to this company.
You?
You're fine.
How can I put this?
When you just blend in,
you don't bring what Liam brings.
Yeah, okay, I've heard some of his banter,
it can be a bit un-PC.
Christ, you can't say anything these days
without someone getting a bit touchy.
We don't need this trouble right now, okay?
Look, let's just keep this between us, okay?
Best not to spread it around the office.
Hmm?
Look, I have to go.
Why don't you take the afternoon off?
You're upset.
You don't look well.
All right?
All right.
(sobs painfully)
(ominous music)
- [Lycaon's Voice] Who do you seek to devour?
(Liam grunting) (Lycaon laughing)
(breathes heavily)
(knuckles rapping) - Beth?
(ominous music)
(knuckles rapping) Beth?
Beth!
Beth, don't fucking hide from me.
What were you talking to Martin about?
That's my boss.
What did you tell him?
I warned you.
If he spoke a word of this.
- [Beth] Go away.
- Unlock the door or I'm going to make it 10 times worse.
Open the fucking door!
Or I will break it of its fucking hinges.
So you wanna play this game with me?
Let's fuckin' play.
- I'm pregnant.
It's yours.
I'm deadly serious.
I did the test.
I had the scan.
It can only be yours.
I can't breathe.
Get away from me!
I can't move.
(grunting)
- Putting up a fight this time, huh?
- Oh, please!
Get off me.
Please, get off me!
(Liam grunting)
(hand slapping)
(Liam grunting)
(glass shattering)
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
- Bethany.
Bethany, I can make your darkest desires a reality.
Those who broke you will be broken.
Those who caused your suffering will suffer greater.
Let me help to bring out the beast.
Summon me and I will always be at your side.
Take my hand.
Live free and fearless.
(ominous music)
(Liam grunting) (ominous music)
(cries hysterically) (ominous music)
(screams)
(ominous music continues)
- Mr. Cross?
Your friend Albert was the landlord of the property.
- What?
- He never mentioned it?
- No.
- That he listed only one name in his will.
That's you.
- What?
- You must have been closer to Mr. Malone
than you are letting on.
Mm, I won't pry.
- Nic, you didn't tell me you had a sugar daddy.
- I didn't.
- You know, it's okay if you're like his fuck slave
or something.
- He died.
He had cancer.
- Oh.
Sorry.
- He died right there actually.
- What the fuck?
Are you kidding?
- There's a small donation to charity,
then the rest is left to you.
There's some legal paperwork,
but I know this is your home so.
- The flat is mine?
Like to own?
- The whole property.
Including downstairs.
Enjoy.
- All right, are you sure this is the right key?
- Albert had it sealed off.
We've never been down there.
- Well, what's down there then?
Some fucking sex dungeon or something?
- Sorry.
- You try. - Okay.
(ominous music)
- Yeah, it's not working.
(ominous music)
- Hurts, doesn't it?
You think I can't tell what you're on?
Everyone can.
And everyone on the streets is taking it
or it's taking them.
First, it was my friends,
then my boyfriend,
now they want me.
I just,
I don't know if this will really numb the pain
or if this is just causing it all.
- I think I'm going crazy.
I keep seeing horrible things.
- You are not going crazy.
There's hundreds of us out there.
I just know that I can't take much more of this.
If you want it.
I'm not sure I do.
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
(pan sizzles) (suspenseful music continues)
(static hissing)
- [Reporter] Here is the latest news.
Two office workers were found dead this afternoon
at East London's Canada Square.
The Metropolitan Police Service
are calling for any information
regarding the incident to be reported either by phone
or by contacting the team via their website, met.police.UK.
(suspenseful music)
(upbeat music)
- Sean.
Sean, what the fuck.
Where have you been?
We haven't heard from you in days.
Sean?
Hey, Sean, talk to me.
- Hi, back so soon?
- Just couldn't stay away, huh?
- I'm surprised your ass has recovered.
- Why don't we take this back to my place, huh?
- What's wrong with here?
- I've got a real nice place.
Cost my dad a fucking fortune.
Plus, I want that big cock all to myself.
- Is it far?
(upbeat music)
- The other night, did you rob me?
- Just keep quiet, all right?
Let me enjoy this.
- Ah! Ah! Ah!
Fuck, ow!
- Answer me, creep.
- The fuck?
If you wanna be on top, all right, that's cool.
- Did you rob me?
- What?
- Ah, ah, ah, ah!
- I'm tired of being treated like shit by guys like you.
- Get off me!
(grunting)
- What's the matter?
You don't like it?
I want you to know what it feels like
to be treated like you're absolutely nothing.
- All right! I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
(suspenseful music)
(grunting)
(screams)
(grunting)
(ominous music)
- [Kirsty] Hi, Sean. It's me.
So you were right. Everyone's crazy.
We live in a crazy world full of crazy people.
But we had each other and that was all I needed.
You're not just my brother.
You're my soulmate.
And there's so many things I wish I could have done.
It was never okay to watch mom and dad treat you like that.
It would've been so easy to have lent you a helping hand,
but I let you make your own mistakes
thinking I was doing the right thing
and watched you going through it all alone.
I realize now how far a hand to guide you can really go.
(melancholic music)
Without you I have nothing.
Every person I get close to,
I can only think of you and nothing compares.
By the time you hear this,
I'll have found my own way out this mess.
And that's just me, Sean.
Your big sister letting you down again,
because it's all I know how to do,
and I fucking hate myself for it.
(melancholic music)
(melancholic music continues)
Just don't forget how great you are.
You deserve better than all of this.
(melancholic music)
And I've gone,
wishing,
just wishing,
I could have stayed with you.
- Kirsty?
(melancholic music) (cries painfully)
(Todd and Tina giggling)
- I'll go get some champagne glasses.
Why don't you wait for me in the bed?
(giggles)
- Todd, you've left the bloody window open.
There's bugs in our bed.
- What babe?
(Tina screams)
- Tina?!
(glasses shattering)
- Hi, Todd.
(Tina grunting)
Come back, bitch.
Six years together, all laid to waste in seconds.
Funny how it's like that.
What does last forever?
- Just go home, Beth.
- I have no home anymore.
Just one horrible incident
and everything irreversibly changes so fast.
So all that work you put in counted for nothing.
If I'd have known, Todd,
I wouldn't have wasted a second on you.
- Just let Tina go.
- You care so much about her.
- Oh my god!
Beth, this isn't you.
- I know.
I haven't been feeling myself lately.
Remember the day we met, at that little bar in Islington?
God, you looked so cool, Todd.
I remember thinking, I am gonna get this man to like me.
Yeah, I was adamant we were meant to be.
You always said the right things.
Love you, babe.
Miss you, babe.
But I don't think I ever really did get you to like me.
I gave so much.
So many compromises.
By the time I stopped to think about what I wanted,
it was too late.
I had nothing left to give.
(laughing)
Two blind fools stuck together like bugs on flypaper
thinking we had it made,
but we had nothing really, Todd.
- I think people just get used to each other, don't they?
It's that codependency thing that people have.
They think it's love but maybe it isn't.
Holy god!
You killed her.
Tina!
- What I'm gonna do to you won't be so quick.
(Todd screams)
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Can I use your phone?
Please, can I use your phone?
Listen, there's a guy, okay?
He was normal
and then he turned to some fucking wolf man or something.
I just need to use your phone quickly.
Please, please.
Fuck.
- Hi.
- Who the fuck are you?
- What happened in here?
- Get out.
- You're changing, aren't you?
You're like me.
Something's awakened inside you.
Something beast-like.
- Just don't come any closer.
- I'm not gonna hurt you.
Although I realize now I'm capable of terrible things.
I can't control it.
I think you might know what I'm talking about?
- You've seen them?
Lycaon?
- The wolves.
Something awful is happening to us
and I think we need answers.
- I think I know someone that can help.
Nic? Nic?
- Sean, where the fuck have you been?
- This is Beth.
She knows about Arcadia.
She knows about everything.
- What happened?
- Bad things.
We have a slight problem.
- All right, but let's get you both inside.
- Nic. - Shh.
I didn't leave that open.
(suspenseful music)
- Hey look.
- That's that stuff.
His blood.
(suspenseful music)
- Wait!
Nic, it's me.
- No, you're dead.
You're dead.
I'm fucking crazy.
- You're not crazy, Nic.
- This isn't real.
You died in hospital.
I was there.
- Life, death,
to Lycaon it is but a game.
I was dying, Nic.
I didn't want to leave.
I knew there was a way.
I knew the great wolf-Lord Lycaon could offer more time.
But there's too much of a price to pay,
watching you from the shadows.
What can be summoned, can surely be banished.
Now, it's not too late.
You have that blood pyramid.
It's what drew him to our world,
and it is what can send him back.
I'm bound to him now.
My blood is one with the Lord of Wolves.
- Nicholas, your time has come.
- I want to make a deal with you, Lycaon.
I want you to let these people go.
Sean, Albert.
They're not monsters.
- Oh, but they are, Nicholas.
It's a city that drives them to this extreme.
We must transform to live.
- We're fine with how we are.
- What do you see when you close your eyes, Nicholas?
I'm there waiting in your blackest dreams.
I can help you.
I can make sure nothing stands in your way.
- I can do that without you.
- You're weak, Nicholas.
(grunting)
You're all so weak,
so lost and alone.
That's what brought you to me.
- When Sean was on the tracks that night,
I was the one who stopped him.
When Albert got his diagnosis, I was there.
When he died, it was me that was at the hospital.
See, we're not all alone.
We don't need to join you.
- They've done terrible things and you will too.
Think of all the days and weeks and years
you felt so lonely.
The dying old man with company,
but a cancer ate him from the inside out.
- Beth, Sean.
- Everyone lets you believe you were destined for greatness.
Life is simply one disappointment after the next.
It's dull, Nicholas.
I can show you a better way
and everything you want you will take.
- You took my sister, you fuck!
- Oh, sad little Sean.
Your sister made her own way.
Your parents turned their backs on you.
Kirsty turned her back on you.
What they didn't know is that
you turned your back on yourself a long time ago.
- Don't listen to him.
- And how could you not when there's so much to hate?
So much selfishness, so much to self-pity.
- You're wrong.
That's not me.
- Oh, but it is, Sean.
As your sister lays shivering and dying in the streets,
in the gutters, you indulged yourself.
- No.
- You let her die.
- No.
- She needed you and you weren't there.
You never were.
- Stay away from him!
- Oh, Bethany.
So misunderstood.
The world took you for a timid little fool.
But I knew you were greater than them.
I empowered you.
- You made me evil.
- Every drop spilled the pain went away.
- But it didn't. It only made it worse.
- Worse?
So what if I let him live?
How many more after-work visits
could you have handled before it broke you?
- I'm gonna stand up for myself.
If people hurt me, I'm gonna hold them accountable.
- Don't forget that you are pathetic little mouse, Bethany.
But I turned you into a lioness.
Lioness that belongs to me for all eternity.
- Leave us alone!
(Lycaon roars) (grunting)
(somber music)
- [Nic] That was the last time I saw Lycaon.
By now the whole thing feels like a dream.
But I still feel them
watching us all from the shadows and empty streets.
Keeping friends in this city is tough.
Sean and Beth left just as suddenly as they came.
Nobody sticks around for long.
How could they?
People looked,
especially the police,
but I don't think they ever found them.
Let all the dark things that happened here be forgotten.
Left alone until some poor soul finds them again.
I'm just happy now that it won't be me.
(hinges squeaking)
(somber music)
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)