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[tense music]
- I'm coming, I'm coming.
[groaning]
- It's been such a pleasure having you.
[laughs]
Welcome to the family.
[laughs]
[tense music continues]
[eerie music]
[keyboard clacking]
- [indistinct] Disconnected.
[static buzzing]
- Is it done?
- Yes.
- She'll have to be more careful next time.
Let's turn to our winner.
[tense music]
[groaning]
[tense music continues]
- Aagh!
[groaning]
[whimpering]
- I've heard a lot about you, Lucas.
[Lucas sobbing]
Ingrid has waited so long to be a mother.
You're safe now.
Good boy.
[Lucas sobbing]
- Why are you doing this?
- Her name was Rose.
She was my first.
She was my only.
I remember holding her tiny body in my arms.
Seeing her take her first breath.
[tense music continues]
First came the temperature,
then the cough.
Then the crying.
Not an hour went by when she didn't scream the house down.
And suddenly...
[Lucas sobbing]
stopped.
Silence.
Today would have been her birthday.
For years we tried, but nothing.
- I'm so sorry.
- And that's when I had the idea.
Choosing the perfect father for my child.
Now relax.
This won't hurt a bit.
- Please, just fucking let me go!
Crazy bastard!
Fuck you!
Oh, baby, please!
[tense music continues]
[Lucas sobbing]
Please!
[birds singing]
[eerie music]
- You're not hungry?
You need to eat.
Today's a big day.
You have a lot of decisions to make.
- I know.
What if it happens again?
Then we wait another year.
- If it's not meant to be, it's not meant to be.
- I just want to make you and the family proud.
- You always do, Isla.
[eerie music continues]
- I'm having six this year.
- Wow, isn't that exciting?
I can't wait to welcome them.
Just remember what we told you.
- Yes, mother, I know.
- You have strong genes, Isla.
Now finish your breakfast.
Your outfits are upstairs.
[cutlery clanking]
- Why don't you sit in the front?
- [huffs] I told you, dad, I can't.
- Why not?
- Well, it just doesn't look right.
You don't sit in the front with the chauffeur.
- Hang on.
- Chauffeur? - Yeah.
- When did I become a bloody chauffeur?
Oh, Tom.
What have you told them, eh?
That you're the CEO of some big company.
And I'm your private sodding butler.
[chuckles]
- Well, yeah, something like that.
- Tom...
- [Tom] What?
- They'll catch up with you.
- Yes, I know.
- At least you're making some friends now.
- I've got friends, dad.
- All right. Some more friends.
And you're getting yourself out there,
that's good, isn't it?
- Yeah.
- You're still my boy, though.
And I still worry about you, even if you are 21.
- Dad, you don't need to worry about me, dad.
I'm fine.
Honestly.
- So what time do you want me to pick you up tonight?
- Uh, no. I'm going to stay over.
- I...I've never heard of these friends before.
- Dad, I'm gonna be fine.
You just said it yourself, I'm 21 now.
- Fine.
But just text me and let me know you're okay, all right?
- I promise.
- And just remember, you know, if you feel uncomfortable,
if you want to come home, just use that code word.
- Yeah, I know.
Balloon.
At least it stopped raining now.
[country music on radio]
[gravel crunching]
- There you are then, son.
- Thanks, dad.
- Stay safe.
- Yeah.
- Oh, uh, last thing.
Can I borrow your watch?
- You've got a watch.
I bought you a nice one for Christmas.
- Yeah, but yours is nicer.
Come on, please,
please.
♪ I love your smile ♪
[door closes] [engine revs]
[gentle orchestral music]
- Tom.
I'm so glad you came.
Come on in.
- Wow. Your place is amazing.
[she chuckles]
- Thank you.
Would you mind just taking your shoes off, please?
- Oh. Yeah, of course. Sorry.
- Oh, no, it's all right.
- Um, where's everyone else?
- You're the first to arrive.
[they laugh]
You look great, by the way.
The watch really suits you.
- Thanks, um, I just bought it.
- Well,
I like it.
[gentle orchestral music continues]
Can I...
give you a tour?
- Yeah, sure.
Wow, your place is just incredible.
- Want to see something even more incredible?
- Okay.
- Close your eyes.
- Really? - Just...
close them.
Ta da!
[music intensifies]
[flesh sizzling]
[screams]
[tense music]
Welcome to the family.
Thank you all for coming tonight.
It is so good to finally get you all together.
[music intensifying]
And my oh my,
what a handsome bunch of young men you all are.
Tonight is going to be so much fun.
I honestly can't wait.
Oh, gosh,
[laughs]
where are my manners?
You've not all been properly introduced yet.
[eerie music]
This is Marcus,
[bag thudding]
24 years old.
Fitness fanatic.
Used to train for the Olympics.
But you just can't resist a fight, can you, Marcus?
- Honestly, I could kill for a woman like you.
- I'm having a little gathering
on Saturday night for my birthday.
Dress up, smart type thing.
I'd love it if you came.
- Really?
- Maybe bring an overnight bag, too.
- Okay.
- Hmm.
[she laughs]
Well, aren't you the forward thinker?
Trust me.
We won't be needing those.
Everyone meet Damien.
26 years old, qualified in medicine,
very intelligent.
Studied at Oxford when he was only 16.
Destined to be successful.
[bell tolls]
So what's a man of science doing in a place like this anyway?
I keep asking myself that.
[tense music]
Well.
Until he killed a patient.
[man screams]
Oh, it's okay, poppet.
Everyone makes mistakes.
[chuckles] [kisses]
Joe.
23,
stocks and shares.
Smart.
Very wealthy,
but somehow
in large amounts of debt.
[camera snaps]
I'll tell you something crazy though.
You are shaping up to be my favourite of the bunch.
- Whiskey is dangerous stuff.
- I like the burning.
Here we have Francis,
the youngest of the lot too, only 20 years old.
A drummer.
And an excellent one at that.
That was you?
No way.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't find drummers attractive,
I'd love for my children to be musically gifted.
It is an honour
to have you here.
[tense music continues]
Well well, well.
I didn't think you were that type.
I mean, Joe, maybe, but
not you.
I suppose that is what they say, isn't it?
Sex, drugs,
rock and roll.
A bad boy does turn me on.
[kisses]
It's amazing what the internet can tell you about a person.
But...
here's something peculiar,
Tom.
You don't exist.
[camera snaps]
It's quite a way away.
You'd need to drive but I'm guessing that you drive.
- Yeah.
I mean, who doesn't?
- A bit of a mystery man really.
- Please.
- I have a feeling there's a lot more to you
than what you see at first glance.
Oh, it's all right, darling.
Now, last, but most certainly not least, we have Connor.
Now, I have to be honest,
you have really tickled my fancy.
Photographer.
Really?
No way, I love photography.
- Oh, really?
What do you shoot?
- Portraits, mainly.
But not professionally, just Polaroids.
Right.
Now that we've all met,
I'm going to take your gags off
and you're all going to be very well behaved.
[tense music continues]
Good.
One.
- Fuck you.
- Now, Marcus, I won't have any bad language
at the dinner table.
Do I have to put your gag back on?
Good boy.
[eerie music]
[indistinct voice]
Games now in play.
[eerie music continues]
Five.
- Get away from me, you sick fuck!
- Now, Connor, you heard what I said to Marcus about swearing.
You wouldn't want to lose any points
before the game has even begun, would you?
- What game?
The reason you're all here, of course,
to prove your true love and devotion to me.
To give me my perfect child.
- You're fucking crazy, you know?
If I ever get out of here, I'm gonna fucking kill you.
Hey, hey, listen to me.
Let me go!
Let me fucking go!
I don't want to be any part
of this sick, twisted game that you're playing.
I want nothing to do with this.
Let me go!
[suspenseful music]
[gunshot]
- Oh, no!
[gasping and whimpering]
- Anyone else have anything bad they'd like to say?
Any more for any more?
- I'd like to leave now, please.
- Leave?
You can't leave now, Damien, you've only just arrived.
And to think of all the wasted effort
I would have made in accommodating you all tonight.
Does anyone have any proper questions?
- Why us?
- Isn't it obvious?
You all have something special about you.
Wonderful qualities I'd like to pass on to my future child.
And you've all shown your commitment
by coming here tonight.
Driving all this way
just to spend one night with me.
I mean, if that's not love, I don't know what is. [laughs]
Well,
there'll be more time for questions later.
Now,
without much further ado, let me present you with
the rules.
Edward.
- Good evening, gentlemen.
Trust you're all well?
So here are the rules.
Breaking any of these rules will result in immediate elimination.
Elimination means you shall no longer
be continuing with the proceedings.
Over the course of this evening,
you gentlemen are going to be subjected to several games
that are designed to test you in each and every way.
Believe me, gentlemen, I am testament to this.
You may not leave this room unless instructed to.
You may not contact anybody outside of this room
unless instructed to.
You may not eliminate another player
unless instructed to.
The loser of each of these games
will be subjected to a forfeit
at the hands of my daughter, Isla.
Any breaking of these rules will result in immediate elimination.
Is that clear?
I said is that clear?
- Yes.
- Excellent.
I shall now leave you with my daughter, Isla,
for the first games.
[sombre music]
[chair scraping]
[door closes]
- It's time for the first game.
I want to know how observant you are.
[tense music]
I thought we'd start off nice and easy with a quiz.
Now...
No conferring.
At the end of the three questions,
I'll gather up all of your papers,
and the person with the most correct answers wins.
The one with the least loses and faces a forfeit.
First question
what am I wearing now that I wore when I first met you all?
[tense music continues]
Next question.
How old am I?
Closest wins.
What did I say about conferring?
I can't see any pens moving.
Okay.
Suit yourselves.
Final question.
Why are you here tonight?
Three.
Two.
One.
Time's up. Stop writing.
Right.
Let's see how you've all done, then.
[gentle music]
So firstly I asked you all to state what I'm wearing now
that I wore when I first met you all.
Shoes.
No.
Boots.
No.
Earrings.
No.
Necklace.
[camera snaps]
Very well observed, Damian and Joe.
Correct.
That's one point to Damian and Joe.
Perhaps the rest of you aren't as observant as I thought.
Next question.
How old do you think I am?
Well, seeing as none of you answ...
Very well played, Joe.
Well, you're completely wrong.
But an answer is an answer.
You get a point.
The rest of you should have grown some balls.
Now let's see how many of you were honest in this last answer.
Tom,
what did you write?
- I just wanted to make some friends.
- Okay.
I believe that, you get a point.
Francis,
what did you write?
- I just wanted to fuck.
- Language.
But, correct.
You also get a point.
Joe.
- I only spoke to you for a bit.
- Harsh
but honest.
That's a point,
- Damian.
- I wanted an escape and you seem really nice.
- Yeah.
Okay. Point.
- Marcus.
- Just to, uh, get to know you better, friends.
- Did you bring these as a conversation starter, then?
- I always bring... - Quiet!
[tense music]
- Let's add up the points now, shall we?
So,
one for Tom,
one for Francis,
three for Joe.
Two for Damian.
And none for Marcus.
Well, I'm really sorry,
but that means you'll have to face a forfeit.
- Bullshit.
- What did I say about swearing, Marcus?
You don't want to make this any worse for yourself.
- Fuck
You.
[suspenseful music]
[Isla humming]
- [Marcus] What are you doing?
What are you doing with that?
No...
What are you doing with that?
Don't...Please.
No, no, no.
No! Please! Please! No! Please!
Please, please, please, please, please.
Please, please, please, please.
Please, don't, help!
- Take a deep breath, Marcus.
- Help me! Please.
No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Sorry. Sorry.
- Three.
No.
- Two. - Help!
[Marcus screams]
[groaning]
[sobbing]
Edward!
[Marcus groaning]
- Deep breaths, Marcus, it will slow the bleeding.
- Fuck you!
- Get a bucket.
and bring the next game.
- [Edward] As you wish.
[tense music]
[door closes]
- Maybe next time you'll be more honest with me.
- Why don't you get him some bandages?
Why won't you help him?
- I'm afraid that's the nature of the game.
People shouldn't lie, Damien.
I admire your compassion for the competition, though.
- I don't think you understand.
He's gonna bleed to death.
- He'll be fine.
I missed the artery.
I wouldn't want to cross out all my options, now, would I?
I've already lost one.
[tense music continues]
- This is gonna help?
- Hey.
Hey!
What is that?
- Hydrogen peroxide.
[Marcus gasping]
[hissing]
[Marcus screams]
[Marcus gasping]
- Would you please excuse me for a moment, gentlemen?
- You're gonna be okay, Marcus, just breathe through
- Fuck you.
- We need to get out of here.
- No shit.
It's not like we have any other options.
- Hey, can you reach the knife?
- No, no, no.
That knife is the only thing
that's stopping him from bleeding to death.
Moving it would be fatal.
[clock ticking]
- Right now, seems like the only sensible thing we can do.
Utilitarianism or some shit.
- Surely there must be something.
- There's nothing.
- What do you mean?
- Don't you get it?
These games are designed to weed us out
one by one.
You saw what happened to him.
She's gonna keep going.
- After all these years.
I'm very disappointed, Edward.
- Camilla,
I didn't think she wanted eliminations this quickly.
We've already lost one.
- What did I tell you?
This is Isla's rite of passage, not yours.
Did Isla tell you to do that?
- No but...
- Then you're not following the rules.
You know, this means you'll have to take a forfeit.
- Camilla, please.
[taser crackling]
- And even if we did escape,
she's took our keys, phones, wallets.
- She's watching us.
- Yeah, well, of course she is.
- No,
look.
[tense music continues]
- Fuck!
[whimpering]
[door opens]
[door closes]
- Apologies for that minor interruption.
Right.
Where were we?
It's time for the second game.
Now...
Who knows blackjack?
I know you do, Joe.
Well, this is my version.
[tense music]
The aim of the game is to get your card
to add up as close to 21 as possible.
An ace can be 1 or 11.
Number cards are their face value.
Jack, Queen and King are all ten.
Simple enough?
Yes?
But the catch
is that if you get higher than 21, you're out.
And in my version.
Eliminated.
Who here is willing to take a risk to survive?
Well.
Seeing as you've played before, we'll start with you, Joe.
[tense music continues]
So...
We begin.
Hit or stand.
- Why are you playing it face up?
- My game, my rules.
Hit or stand.
- But that gives everyone else an advantage.
- My game, my rules.
Hit or stand.
- Hit.
Hit.
[tense music continues]
Stand.
- Well.
2 for Joe.
- Francis.
Hit or stand?
[eerie music]
- [satnav] In one mile your destination is on your right.
[country music plays on radio]
- Are you ready for a pint yet?
- No, thanks.
I might be driving.
- Well, there are rooms here if you need one.
- Thanks, um, we'll see.
- So what brings you around here, then?
- My son's at a party.
I just wanted to be near, just in case he needs me.
It's silly really.
- No, it's not silly.
I get it.
- Mm...
Maybe I should point out that my son is actually 21.
He's just not used to doing this sort of thing, really.
- Oh. [laughs]
- Yeah.
- No, it's sweet.
My dad was the same before he passed away.
- I'm sorry.
- It was a few years ago now.
Cancer's a bitch, hey?
- David.
- Chris.
- I think I will have half a pint, please.
And, um, get something for yourself as well.
- Are you sure?
- I insist.
- Thanks.
[eerie music]
- Hit.
Hit.
[Marcus whimpering]
- Wow.
I wasn't expecting that.
I'm very sorry, Marcus.
[sucks teeth]
- Damien.
[tense music]
Hit or stand?
- Damien, stand!
Marcus has already lost.
- You can't tell him what to do.
- It's the only sensible thing to do.
- What the fuck? - Right thing to do!
- He's fucking lying.
- Stand.
- [Isla] Well, well.
It appears we have people taking sides.
Things are definitely starting to heat up.
You lost Marcus,
again.
But I do like a man who takes a risk.
[suspenseful music]
I have an idea.
I'm going to give you a chance.
Will you keep your word?
When you first met me, you said, and I quote.
- Honestly, I would kill for a woman like you.
- So do it.
Now, will it be Francis?
Tom?
Joe?
Or Damian?
- [Marcus] I don't want to.
- Where's all that fight gone?
Big man like you.
- Please.
[suspenseful music continues]
- This man betrayed you.
[panting]
Three.
Two.
[Joe whimpering]
[Marcus shouts]
[whimpering]
[Isla laughing]
[sobbing]
Now that is how you spice things up.
Of course, I couldn't just let you eliminate him.
Oh.
Congratulations on winning, Joe.
Right. I'm bored.
Let's make things exciting by playing the last game, shall we?
The simplest one of them all.
Who would you
like to eliminate?
[eerie music]
[panting]
- They just disappeared.
Just like that.
- Surely he would have told someone where he was going.
- No, he didn't tell a soul.
It's like it was a big secret.
- Well, no wonder you're so protective over your son.
- Yeah.
Anyway, how about you?
What brings you down here?
- Um.
I moved out when my dad passed away.
I went a bit off the rails, to be honest with you.
I got myself into a bit of trouble,
but my family still live up there.
I rarely get to see them anymore.
Life just gets in the way sometimes, doesn't it?
- So why don't they come see you?
- I've invited them.
I mean, there's always a spare room here.
I would literally sleep in the cellar if I had to.
[laughs]
Give me a second.
♪ Oh, I won't be there then ♪
[buttons clacking]
- You've got 10s starting from now.
Ten.
Nine.
Eight. Seven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
Three. Two.
One.
[tense music]
[Isla clears throat]
Marcus.
Joe.
Marcus.
Damien.
Well, that's two points to both Damien and Marcus.
Francis and Tom win.
Hmm.
Joint winners and losers.
What shall we do?
[tense music]
[Isla scoffs]
Now.
I gave Marcus a chance to redeem himself.
I think it's only fair if I give you the same.
And seeing as you wouldn't take a risk earlier,
I want you to show your dedication to me
by drinking this.
[suspenseful music]
All of it.
- [Damien] I can't do that.
[Isla scoffs]
No,
you won't.
There's a difference.
But the choice here really is simple.
Drink this
and you live.
Refuse and...
I eliminate you both.
Aren't you anti-climactic?
[suspenseful music continues]
- Oh.
- See?
Wasn't that difficult, was it?
Well.
This is it, Marcus.
I'm afraid I can't give you any more chances.
You've already lost three games.
[eerie music]
[Marcus praying]
- [Isla] Thank you so much for coming.
[Marcus whispering incoherently]
[gun cocks]
- I want to do it.
I want to do it.
I want to.
[tense music]
- You are surprising me more and more each second.
[Damian whimpering]
- Come on then,
shoot me.
Do it.
Pull the trigger you fucking.
- Shut up!
- You fucking killed one person already
so what's a second...
[eerie music]
- Shut up, shut up, shut up!
Shut up, shut up!
[gunshot]
[Francis sobs]
- [Isla] What a surprise!
- Fuck!
- I mean, it could have been a little bit more considerate.
I've only just had the walls painted.
At least he went out with a bang, though.
[Isla giggles]
Well, I don't know why you all look so distraught.
Don't you understand?
This is good for you.
You're one body closer to getting mine.
- Can you cover him up?
- Pardon, Francis?
- Cover him up, for God's sake.
At least give the man some decency.
[tense music]
- Say, please.
- You're one crazy f...
- Say please, Francis.
- Please.
- Okay.
Just for you.
I like it.
You're learning.
Now, I really should get this cleaned up.
Edward!
[door closes]
I know!
Quite a lot has happened since you last came.
Would you please clean up and take the men downstairs?
- [Edward] Of course.
- And I know you'll all be on your best behaviour.
And I'll see you all
downstairs.
[tense music continues]
Ta ta.
[door closes]
- Fuck, man. Fuck!
- We're really gonna die here,
aren't we?
- We've got to do something.
There's got to be some way out of here, right?
- You still banking on that happening?
- We just...
We just have to...
We just have to work as a team, you know?
- Fuck a team.
There's only one of us that's gonna get out of here alive.
It's gonna be me.
- You'd be wise not to make any enemies right now.
- I'm just saying.
- You don't get it, do you?
[tense music]
No one walks away from this.
- Hey, she can probably hear us, right?
Keep your voice down.
[door opens]
[hissing]
[all coughing]
[eerie music]
[voice speaks indistinctly]
Four players remaining.
[tense music]
[eerie piano music]
- And then there were four.
- How's it going?
- Not bad, thanks.
- Any elims?
- Two.
Photographer and the doctor.
- Oh, what a shame.
The doctor could have been useful.
Isla, I know, you're frustrated.
These things take time.
- Not for you.
- I was very lucky with Edward.
You'll find one.
- But when?
- You can't rush these things, Isla.
It took your grandfather years to find my mother, bless her.
She's so dedicated to the family
even if she has lost her marbles.
Still, I know how much you enjoy the games.
I remember your first.
You were practically bouncing off the walls,
Counting down the minutes until they arrived.
I think I recall the whole thing only lasting around an hour.
You're much better at it these days.
Still, the night isn't over yet.
He could be here right now.
- Yes,
I suppose.
- Well, I better get back to it.
I'm doing something special for you.
[eerie music]
- You look shattered.
[David chuckles]
- Yeah.
- I'm really sorry, I'm gonna have to close the bar up.
- Oh, right. Yeah, yeah, um, okay.
Uh, would it be okay if I just use the toilets just quickly?
- Yeah. Of course.
- [David] Thanks.
♪ I just want you by my side, girl ♪
Are you sure?
- Yeah, it's fine.
The landlord doesn't come in till late on Sundays.
- Well, thank you.
- You really remind me of my dad.
Night, David.
- Good night.
[eerie music]
- And then there were four.
[Isla laughs]
[chains rattling]
[Francis grunts]
Now, before you even think about it,
there's no way out of this room.
Don't even bother.
The windows are barred.
The door is locked.
It's just you.
You may also notice something on your ankle.
Not only is that a tracking device, it allows me.
To do
this.
[electricity zapping] [all grunting]
- Oh!
Trust me.
It gets worse.
But at least now you know what's in store if you misbehave.
But...
Are we ready for the next game?
Now, this one
is about willpower.
Now, behind each of you is an envelope.
Inside this envelope is a challenge.
[suspenseful music]
Fingernails.
Achilles tendon.
Eardrum.
And eyeball.
Good luck boys.
You have three minutes starting from now.
[klaxon sounds]
[chains rattling]
[Marcus grunting]
- Uh, uh, uh.
I wouldn't do that, Marcus.
I'm sure you can guess what happens if you take that off.
[suspenseful music continues]
Do it.
Do it!
Do it.
You're fucking stupid.
It's just a few minutes.
[music intensifies]
[whimpering and screaming]
[Marcus screams]
[intense music]
[screaming]
[tense music continues]
[flesh squelching] [Tom groans]
Well, well, well.
Nicely done, boys.
[tense music]
Francis, I am very sorry,
but you just don't have the willpower.
You'll have to be eliminated.
[tense music continues]
- Come and fucking do it yourself then.
You want to fucking kill me?
Come here!
Come and fucking get me, you fucking bitch!
I'll fucking kill you!
[eerie music]
- Marcus.
He's yours.
[eerie music continues]
- No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Think about this.
You want to think about what you're doing.
No, no, no, no.
Hey, Marcus, look at me!
Marcus!
[Marcus screams]
- No, no, no.
Hey, hey, look at me, look at me, look at me.
I'm not [indistinct]
[Marcus groaning]
No, no, no, no, listen, listen.
Hey, I'm not the enemy here, okay?
Look at me. I'm not...
I'm not the enemy.
That's the real enemy.
- Fuck the fucking team!
- No, no, listen, listen.
No. The rules.
Marcus, the rules, man!
[Francis groans]
-They see you. They see you, see you, see you, see you.
[Marcus laughs maniacally]
[sombre music]
[Marcus shouts]
[speaking foreign language]
- [Isla] Congratulations.
What an incredible display of your strength, Marcus.
In celebration,
I arranged for you to have a little treat.
Enjoy.
[footsteps tapping]
[door creaks]
- Well, aren't you a mucky bunch?
Ooh,
that looks a bit sharp.
Make sure you don't run with it.
Here, this is for you.
You can share it with your friend when he wakes up.
[laughs]
♪ Blood [indistinct] beautiful ♪
♪ Welcome to the family ♪
[humming]
[Marcus gulping]
[coughing] [door closes]
[eerie music]
[Marcus chuckling]
[tense music]
[Marcus retching]
- [Isla] I'm very sorry Marcus.
I enjoyed your passion
and your [indistinct]
[Marcus gasping and retching]
[keyboard clacking]
[indistinct voice]
Status report two players remaining.
[tense music]
- You knew, didn't you,
that he would die if he killed Francis?
- Yeah.
- There's no way out, is there?
- I don't think so.
[chains rattle]
I wouldn't waste energy.
[Tom sobbing]
- I don't want to kill anyone.
- Neither did I.
But you [indistinct] Aren't you?
- You didn't have to set him up like that.
- What would you prefer?
We let her have another game.
That was an easy decision.
Nice watch.
- It's my dad's.
- He's not getting that back, is he?
[eerie music]
[fire crackling]
- Where have you been?
- I was, um, I was just sorting...
- Is the dining hall ready yet?
- Yes, dear.
- Good.
- Who, um...
Who lost?
- Marcus and Francis.
Get the men upstairs.
We'll get their keys and we'll move their cars.
- Of course.
[fire crackling]
[door opens]
I'm going to take you boys upstairs.
Get up.
- [Isla] Tom?
Where's your car?
[tense music]
I'll ask once more
before I instruct Edward to pull the trigger.
Where is your car?
- My chauffeur drove me.
- Your chauffeur?
So are you telling me that you didn't arrive alone?
Well, I can't have that, can I?
They know you're here.
What's the password to your phone?
Fine.
We'll play your way.
[electricity zapping] [Tom screams]
Argh!
[tense music continues]
- Balloon.
- I'm sorry. What was that.
- Balloon!
- [Isla] It appears your chauffeur has been in touch.
Dad.
Hi mate, hope you're having a good evening
Are you going to want picking up tomorrow?
Bit worried you haven't text.
Kiss.
[tense music continues]
I don't like liars, Tom.
- Please, please. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Please.
[scoffs]
- Why don't we give your chauffeur a call?
- No.
[Tom sobs]
- [David] Hello?
- Hello, is this Tom's chauffeur?
- [David] Yes, yes, yes, yes. Hello.
Hi, there.
Um, Tom's not really feeling very well,
and I was wondering if it would be at all possible
for you to come and pick him up?
- [David] Oh, yes, yes, of course. I'll be there shortly.
- That's brilliant.
Thank you.
I'll see you soon.
Just park outside the house.
Then there were three.
Get them in upstairs.
- [Edward] Get up!
Face the wall, now.
[chains rattling]
Get up! Face the wall!
[tense music]
Put your hands behind your back.
[tape ripping]
Put your hands behind your back.
[blade swishes]
[blow lands] [Edward grunts]
Stay there!
[door slams]
[suspenseful music]
Tom, stop!
- Back off!
- Shh!
It will hear you.
You can't cut that off.
It will set off an alarm.
There are more of them than you think.
- Yeah? How can I trust you?
- Who's that?
Who is it?
- It's my dad.
- Yeah. David?
Balloon. Balloon.
[tense music]
Sit down.
Put your arms up.
Get your arms up!
[tense music continues]
Don't move.
[door closes]
- Joe?
Joe!
I've got a plan.
[tense music continues]
- Hi, I'm here for Tom.
Is he ready?
- David.
- Edward?
I thought you were dead.
- Hi, there, you must be Tom's chauffeur.
- Yes, David.
- Pleasure, he's just inside.
Would you mind taking your shoes off, please?
Just this way.
[eerie music]
- Where's Tom?
- He's just getting his things together.
Uh, can I grab you anything to drink?
- No, thank you.
Just take me to him, that would be great.
I'm sure he just wants to go.
[glass breaking]
[David screaming]
[tense music]
- Hello, David.
Lovely of you to join us.
Now, I must admit, you're a little bit of a surprise, but...
Hey, ho,
here we are.
Now, your son has really proven himself this evening.
You should be proud.
He does need to stop lying,
don't you?
We can work on that,
can't we, darling?
- Please.
Just let us go.
[Isla laughing]
- I'm afraid I can't do that, David.
You're a witness.
Besides,
we still need to find a winner.
Mhm.
And that's where you come in, David.
Edward?
[floorboards creaking]
Get the pliers.
- Are you sure?
- Yes I'm sure.
- [Edward] As you wish.
- Now, David,
you'd do anything to help your son, right?
- Yes.
- Now your next move
decides who has the advantage in the last game.
[intense music]
Pass the challenge and it falls to your son, Tom.
Fail,
and it falls to Joe here.
- I don't understand.
- Hmm
You will.
Just wait.
- You can't do this.
[Isla laughs]
- Oh, I can.
- No, please!
- W...W...What are you doing?
- [Tom] Please! - What are you doing?
[electricity zapping] [Tom screams]
- Whoa! Stop! Stop it! Please!
Please! Just stop it!
Stop it!
- Ah! Ah!
- I knew you'd come around eventually.
Now, David,
your challenge is to pull out one of your teeth.
It's your choice which one.
- What the fuck?
- Language, David.
You've got three minutes.
[suspenseful music]
- Sorry.
- Have you got something to share?
- No.
- Good.
Clock's ready whenever you are.
- It'll be all right, dad.
- Oh.
How sweet.
Three.
Two.
One.
[tense music]
[David whimpering]
[David shouting]
[David sobbing]
[David shouting]
- Oh!
- Almost halfway, David.
[David screaming]
[footsteps tapping]
- Everything okay, Edward?
- Yes, dear, sorry, you startled me, that's all.
- How's she doing?
I heard we have an unexpected guest.
- One of the boys' fathers.
- Well, isn't that exciting?
You look tired.
- I'm fine.
- Well, don't forget to do your chores
after everything's finished.
[tense music]
[David sobbing]
[tin rattles]
[Isla applauds]
- Congratulations, David.
Welcome to the family.
So, Tom,
you have the advantage in the last game,
thanks to your dad.
Bad luck, Joe.
[liquid pouring]
Mm.
[Isla gasps]
Edward.
Come with me.
[tense music]
Don't go anywhere.
Mummy!
Edward spilled wine all over my shirt.
[suspenseful music]
- Have you learned your lesson?
Look at me.
[suspenseful music continues]
- Dad, are you okay?
Come here, give me your arms.
[suspenseful music continues]
Dad, are you okay?
Right, put your arms up.
Okay.
Joe,
give me your hands.
I need you to come with me, okay?
We have to save him.
- Fuck that. I'm not saving him.
For all we know, this could be another game
designed to see which of us is stupid enough to follow him.
- He's on our side.
- No one is on your side, Tom.
You want to eliminate yourself?
Be my guest.
- We can't just leave him.
Fine.
Stay.
[suspenseful music continues]
Take this.
You shoot anything that comes through that door.
Okay?
[suspenseful music continues]
[flesh squelches]
[body thuds]
[Tom gasping]
Hey, hey, Edward, hey, hey.
We need to go!
- Don't kill her, please.
- [Tom] Look, Edward, listen.
Please. Where are the car keys?
Where is she?
- She's upstairs.
[Edward gasping]
Up.
- Up?
- Up.
Up? Edward. Edward!
[suspenseful music continues]
[alarm blaring]
[tense music]
[tense music continues]
[Tom grunts]
[Tom grunting]
[tense music]
- We got 19, 15, 19.
Mother is dead.
Help! Help!
He's gonna kick the door down right now!
There's two more downstairs.
I'm putting the house...
- [Tom grunting] Come on!
Ah!
- Fuck! Oh, shit!
[gunshot]
[Isla grunts]
- Oh!
Fuck!
[combatants grunting]
- Argh!
[combatants grunting]
- Come on then!
[gunshot]
[Tom gasping]
[Tom groaning]
[alarm blaring]
[tense music]
Don't shoot, don't shoot, it's me!
- [Joe] What's happening? - [Tom] It's me. It's me.
- [Tom] We need to leave right now.
Come on. Come on.
- [Joe] Where is she?
- [Tom] Look. She's dead.
- She's dead. Come on. - Fuck!
- Look, she was on the phone to someone,
I think another family is coming.
- [indistinct voice] Breached.
[indistinct] breached.
[tense music continues]
[indistinct voice on radio]
[tense music continues]
- Are we just gonna run?
- They'll hear us if we go for the car.
- Ain't gonna lie, lad, running was never my forté.
- We've got no choice.
- Then that's what we're gonna do.
On three?
- Yeah.
On three.
Ready?
One. Two.
- [Man] Eyes on the target.
Take the shot.
[gunfire]
We've got a code red.
I repeat, a code red.
[gunfire]
[indistinct voice] Disconnected.
[dramatic music]
[liquid sloshing]
[dramatic music continues]
[lighter flicks]
[flames roaring]
- In today's news, a series of disappearances in Berkshire
is being investigated by Thames Valley Police
after a link was made between several of the cases.
- World's a scary place now, isn't it?
- Too right.
- [Reporter] On 49 Midnight Road, Reading...
- Well, thank you.
- [Reporter] ...October, only hours.
- Lovely as always.
- Same time tomorrow?
- Oh, you know me too well, Chris.
[Chris laughs]
- See you later. - Bye.
- Ta da!
- [Reporter] ...Black trousers
at around 6 p.m. on the 28th of October last year.
If you have any information.
[tense music]
- [Chris] He's gone now.
Let's go.
[eerie music]
[slow rock music]
[slow rock music continues]