Dead Set

Pippa:
Is that Davina?

Patrick:
Sort of.

Pippa:
Do toes have bones in them?

Kelly:
In the head. You gotta get them in the head.

Patrick:
[after a terrified Pippa clings to him] Get off my f***ing suit!

Patrick:
[after running into the Green Room away from zombie Davina McCall and discovering a hysterical Pippa] Not you! F***, not you!

Marky:
So did they give you a specific instruction or have you been told to just come in here and act weird?

Kelly:
I'm not acting. I work here.

Marky:
What as? A window cleaner?

[most of the housemates laugh]

Kelly:
Something's happening... some sort of outbreak...

Marky:
Oh, here we go...

Space:
Just let her talk!

Marky:
Alright!

Kelly:
People get this thing... and...

Grayson:
Thing?

Kelly:
They wanna kill you and... they change...

Marky:
And then their bums fall off?

Space:
What'd you mean they "change"?

Kelly:
I dunno... they're... dead...

Grayson:
Dead?

Patrick:
[upon witnessing a zombie Davina McCall feasting on a corpse] Oh dear!

Grayson:
Can I ask you a question? How am I coming across?

Marky:
Oh, you big queen!

Grayson:
Am I popular?

Kelly:
You're the favourite...

Joplin:
[introducing himself to Kelly, who the other housemates believe to be mentally ill] Em, em hello? Uh... My, my, *my name*... is Joplin. N-now I'm *happy* to meet you!

Space:
Something is wrong!

Veronica:
What?

Space:
No mics, no alarms and the cameras ain't movin'. Big Brother ain't watchin' *us*!

Space:
They're goin' batshit out there...

Joplin:
Yeah. That's the public for you though, innit? They're animals.

Patrick:
[while watching Pippa's eviction interview] Urghfff! I cannot imagine... living next door to people like that!

Angel:
What skanky bludclut chief left a cigarette butt in this motherf***in' cup?

Chloe:
He had a thing with me, you know.

Kelly:
What?

Chloe:
Yeah, when we were on I'm a Celebrity. We screwed. In a hammock. It was nice.

Chloe:
It smells of fingering in here.

Veronica:
That's your eviction outfit?

Marky:
Well... yeah. No good?

Veronica:
Mark, you look like a div.

Patrick:
You were supposed to be here f***ing 3 hours ago!

Sophie:
Yes...

Patrick:
Stop saying "yes"! Now you should have been here 3 hours ago in Friends and Family, in Hospitality with that f***ing moaning Scottish bird's mother!

Marky:
Is that your eviction outfit? Oi, Barbara! I said is that your eviction outfit?

Grayson:
My name... is Grayson. G, R, A, Y,

Marky:
Y, M, C, A!

Patrick:
[referring to Angel] Look at that! Face like a Manchester morgue! Wish they'd nominate you, sour flaps!

Patrick:
37 minutes to go, minions! D'you even know what a minion is? No? Don't look offended, then.

Pippa:
I don't like this !

Chloe:
What's your boyfriend's name again? You real one, that is.

Kelly:
What is your f***ing problem?

Grayson:
[to Marky] You really should come with subtitles.

Marcus Bentley:
Day 64, 2.36pm.

Marcus Bentley:
[cuts to Space smoking] Space is in the Biodome.

Marcus Bentley:
[cuts to Marky and Veronica] Marky and Veronica are by the pool.

Davina McCall:
[after announcing Pippa is the next to be evicted] Pippa you'll be leaving the house in 30 minutes time!

Angel:
Why can't she go now?

Kelly:
If she dies before we're back...

Grayson:
Don't say that...

Kelly:
*If* she dies... and you're sure... through the brain... you have to...

[Kelly hands him her scissors]

Veronica:
Oi, come on over here then, you wanker! Come on then! Come on then, you decomposing f***s!

[Grayson begins to tend to Angel's bite mark]

Kelly:
It's imperative to keep her alive, do you understand?

Grayson:
I'm a charge nurse, you don't have to tell me.

Kelly:
So can you keep her alive? Can you?

Grayson:
Yeah, I can. But I need more than this shitty first aid kit! I need hemostatic dressings, epinephrine, morphine, basically, I need a pharmacy. Can you get me that?

Patrick:
Oh, f***, I need a slash...

Pippa:
What?

Patrick:
I need a slash...

Pippa:
But... the toilet's out there...

Patrick:
Yeah, I know...

Pippa:
You're not going in here!

Patrick:
Just... turn your back.

Pippa:
Why don't you hold it in?

Patrick:
I've been holding it in! Just turn away!

Pippa:
Oh my god! That's disgusting!

[Patrick urinates into a waste bin]

Pippa:
Oh my god! It *stinks*!

Patrick:
Oh, shurrup...

Alex:
[slaps Riq in the face] That's for not fixing the car!

Alex:
Look, if you can't fix it...

Riq:
Y'know what? I'm, I'm just tryin' to get my head around this whole "end of the world" thing, right? It's not my usual environment, so...

Alex:
Well the sooner you've come to terms with it, the more chance you've got of surviving.

Riq:
I am surviving and it's *not* easy!

Alex:
What've *you* done? You've done nothing!

Riq:
I've had a van stolen! I've been chased by f*** knows! I've been in a garage while being shot at!

Alex:
"At"?

Riq:
Yeah!

Alex:
Have you shot anyone? Have you had to do that yet?

Riq:
No, no, no...

Alex:
Have you shot a friend? Your best friend? Have you done that? Have you? Have you pulled the trigger until your best friend's head explode and walked around in a dream with her blood running down your face and in your mouth, picking shards of skull from your jumper like cat's teeth? Have you? Have you done that?

Riq:
No, no... I can't say that I have.

Alex:
No? Then don't talk to *me* about surviving until you *have*!

Pippa:
I wish you'd stop huffing! You'll use up all the air!

Patrick:
It's not a submarine, you specimen! Do you even know how air works?

Pippa:
Well you've just wasted *more* air!

Patrick:
D'you even understand what is going on here? Or is the whole world just all colours and shapes and the occasional noise in yer head?

[Pippa looks at Patrick in shock and zombie Davina McCall begins to bang on the door once more]

Patrick:
Oh, stay out of it!

[Alex shoots a figure running towards them in the distance]

Riq:
Are you sure that was one of those things?

Alex:
No.

Riq:
Where'd you get the gun from?

Alex:
eBay.

Riq:
Really?

[Alex huffs irritably]

Kelly:
Give us a fag.

Space:
Short supply.

Kelly:
You've got 60 stashed under your bed.

Space:
Yeah, well... I was savin' 'em for a special occasion.

Kelly:
Merry f***ing Christmas.

Riq:
I'm not... I'm normal! I'm normal! I'm normal! I'm a normal person! I'm, I'm standing up! I'm standing up! I'm a, I'm a normalite! Are you the police?

Alex:
Open the door!

Riq:
[opens the door and looks at the gore on it from the zombie Alex shot] Oh, that's disgusting...

Alex:
You alone in there?

Riq:
Huh?

Alex:
Anyone else in there?

Riq:
No, no, no, no...

Alex:
Get some supplies.

Riq:
What?

Alex:
Get some f***ing supplies!

Riq:
What, like water... and...?

Alex:
NOW!

Pippa:
[Patrick rummages through a bag] That's not your bag! You shouldn't do that!

Patrick:
Stop bleating!

Patrick:
[after unsuccessfully trying to turn on a mobile phone from the bag] F***ing hell... how'd you turn this thing on? F***ing robot's bollock! [Gives the phone to Pippa]

Pippa:
[Turns on the phone] There's no signal.

Patrick:
Lemme see.

Pippa:
There's no signal!

Patrick:
Give it to me.

Pippa:
Why?

Patrick:
Because I'm asking you, fetus!

Pippa:
Oh my god! You're so rude! I think we should stay here 'til the police come.

Patrick:
Yeah? Why don't you start compiling a book of your f***in' theories?

Marky:
It's gotta be some terrorist bollocks... they've released some... loony gas...

Space:
Loony gas...?

Marky:
You got a better explanation?

Joplin:
The government or army must have tested something they shouldn't!

Veronica:
What, like... GM foods or somink?

Joplin:
Maybe... or WiFi... God knows what that does to your molecules!

Veronica:
Does this mean we're not on telly anymore?

Marky:
There's got to be somewhere we can go.

Kelly:
Trust me. Outside... it's a bad idea...

Riq:
Where'd you get the gun from?

Alex:
Ebay.

Riq:
Really?

Kelly:
Give us a fag.

Space:
Short on supply.

Kelly:
You've got 60 stashed under your bed.

Space:
Yeah, well I'm saving them for a special occasion.

Kelly:
Merry f***ing Christmas.

Veronica:
Does this mean we're not on telly anymore?

Veronica:
[Zombie Claire sees Marky and chases after him] Get in the van Marky, get in the van!

Veronica:
[On the roof watching the Zombies] Who... are they?

Kelly:
[Looks at Zombie Claire feasting on a corpse] Her name was Claire.

Veronica:
And they're dead?

Kelly:
Yeah.

Veronica:
[Looking at Zombie Angel in the pool] Quite stupid, ain't they?

Space:
Not the brightest bunch... can't even get out the side...

Marky:
Don't know they're dead...

Joplin:
Good old British public...

Kelly:
Yeah... you're right... you're all right; they're thick as sh*t. So as long as we're still breathing, we're smarter than them. And that's why we're gonna beat 'em.

[Kelly shoots the zombie Angel in the head]

Veronica:
Right, then, focus.

Joplin:
Er, yes, I'm trying to focus! Okay, I'm, I'm trying to visualise...

Veronica:
F*** that! Just make sure you pin his head down under that, cover his teeth!

Joplin:
And what if he gets loose?

Veronica:
Well do it right and he won't!

Joplin:
Yeah, but *what* if he does?

Veronica:
Well, then he'll probably kill us! What do you want me to say? Stop being a nine year old!

Pippa:
Aw, my god! You're no gonnae be sick...?

Patrick:
[Heads to the waste bin and begins to pull down his trousers] Nope...

Pippa:
Aw no! You're no doing that in here! Aw no! It's horrible! Aw! I hate you! I hate you! God!

[Patrick defecates into the waste bin while Pippa cries]

Pippa:
Aw! That's disgusting!

Patrick:
Shut up!

Pippa:
I hate you!

Patrick:
Shut up!

Pippa:
God!

Patrick:
Just... shut up!

Pippa:
Disgusting...!

Patrick:
Pass me a napkin... There's a napkin by, pass me that f***ing napkin, NOW!

Pippa:
F***in' take it!

[Patrick cleans himself up]

Pippa:
I don't like this...

Patrick:
Glad you applied?

Dennis:
[Shoots Bob after he is bitten by a Zombie] I had to do that! There's nothing else you can do for a bite! You die, you come back as one of them! That's how it works and it works f***ing fast!

Space:
Alright! Just put that thing down!

Dennis:
If you lot hadn't been pissing around in the first place! The advice was to stay indoors! Or don't you watch telly?

Kelly:
Oven chips?

Marky:
They're essential.

Kelly:
So what if there's a power cut? You gonna eat them frozen?

Marky:
Eh... if there's a power cut they'll defrost.

Kelly:
What, and you'll eat them cold and mushy?

Marky:
Wouldn't be the first time...

Veronica:
[whilst showering naked while Joplin watches her through the one-sided mirrors] I know you're there, Joplin. I mean, you should've just asked me for a quick flash. 'Cos its the end of the world and I might of felt sorry for ya. But you didn't. Which is a shame. 'Cos what you're doing is a bit creepy, innit?

Joplin:
Veronica...?

Veronica:
Yeah?

Joplin:
Would you like a cup of tea?

Veronica:
Alright, thanks...

Joplin:
Sorry... is that "alright, thanks" as in you would like one, or, er, "I'm alright thanks, I wouldn't"?

Veronica:
Second one!

Joplin:
Sorry, is, is...

Veronica:
I *don't* want one!

Bob:
Have you got somewhere to hole up?

Space:
Where'd you think?

Bob:
What? The Big Brother house? 'Ere, is that... um... Veronica still there?

Space:
Yeah.

Bob:
Oi, mate... she is *well* fit...

Bob:
So what we gonna do with him, Den?

Dennis:
Not made my mind up, yet, Bob...

Bob:
Hang on, you're that, you're that fella off Big Brother, ain't ya? Yeah, na, na, it is, he's that sort of black one, y'know?

Dennis:
I dunno, don't watch it.

Bob:
Y'know you're shorter in real life?

Dennis:
Well, he's on his knees, ain't he, Bob?

Marky:
No way! No way! Check that out! I'm only on the front cover of Heat! "Rubbish in bed"? What the... "desperate fumble"...? What a loada... they don't half get a loada sh*t in that magazine, Heat! "Sh*t in bed"? I'm mint in bed! "Not as funny as he thinks"? I'm well funny!

Kelly:
Okay!

Marky:
Erm... don't mention that to anybody when we get back to the house...

Riq:
Oh, good! It's the Big Brother Live Feed. They must of evacuated the studio...

Alex:
[sarcastically] Hurrah!

Riq:
My girlfriend works there!

Alex:
On *that*?

Alex:
[Riq turns on the TV and tries all the channels] TV went down the first night.

Pippa:
You've killed Davina!

Patrick:
I hired her, I can do whatever I like.

Patrick:
I didn't say it was gonna be a gentile parlour game, you titted f***ing idiot!

Patrick:
[whilst hacking at Grayson's corpse] You should come and help me with this! It's not as bad as it looks! Buncha cowards! I'll do it! I'll f***ing do it! Have that! Lovely! Look at that! What's the f***ing matter with ya? Only backwards f***ing livestock! Eh? Do you think you've still got a f***ing audience? Do you? Or what you gonna do? F***ing... sit here, breathing in each other's f***ing bum clouds until the sky falls in? Pardon me, but *I* am a f***ing bit more f***ing ambitious than that! A bit more f***ing ambitious, thank you very much!

Patrick:
It's like a loser's convention in here! Proud of yourselves?

Kelly:
Want another fag, Patrick?

Patrick:
Oddly enough, I don't, Kathy...

Kelly:
Kelly...

Patrick:
Yeah, whatever... we need an escape plan.

Space:
Like we haven't thought of that.

Patrick:
[sarcastically] Think of it as a Task, if that helps... c'mon! We should hit the road!

Space:
We can't get to the road no more.

Patrick:
You haven't f***ing tried!

Kelly:
Patrick, I agree with you, Patrick? I agree with you, I do. But there's no way through those gates, I mean, you've seen them...

Patrick:
We've got the keys to our van! So we'll just drive, we'll drive away!

Space:
You can't just drive past, alright? They're not gonna step aside like some f***in' chambermaids!

Patrick:
Well... just... well... we'll distract them! We'll distract them! We'll bait them away! Okay? We'll bait them away from the gates long enough and then we'll drive straight through!

Space:
With what? A ball of string?

Patrick:
Well, look, they eat flesh, don't they? Right? That's what they eat... [points to Grayson's corpse] we'll give 'em some! There's a man-sized portion of Pedigree Chum laying right there!

Space:
F*** up!

Patrick:
No! We'll chop him up!

[Pippa and Veronica scream in shock and disgust]

Patrick:
We'll chop him up! We'll chop the best bits to the f***ing ghoulies, they'll run after that, "munch, munch, thank you very much!", we'll drive straight through!

Veronica:
You're *not* doing that!

Patrick:
I didn't say it was gonna be a gentile parlour game, ya titted f***in' idiot! But it is WORTH A PISSING SHOT!

Riq:
[after he witnesses Alex hysterically hacking at a zombie with her axe] You alright?

[Riq spots a bite mark on Alex's wrist. Alex sits down and hands him her axe]

Alex:
I liked our farmhouse...

Riq:
I'm *so* sorry...

Alex:
I know.

[Riq pauses and then chops off Alex's head]

Kelly:
Everyone, this is Patrick...

Joplin:
Hi, Patrick...

[Patrick ignores them and begins to greedily chew a roll]

Patrick:
F***in' starvin'!

Kelly:
Patrick, it's gotta last...

Patrick:
You've got a bio-dome! Go grow some f***in' courgettes or something!

[Space lights up a cigarette]

Patrick:
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Not in 'ere! I'm tryin' to give up!

Joplin:
He won't listen...

Patrick:
Take it outside you dirty bastard!

Space:
What?

Patrick:
[to Joplin] Pass me that peanut butter!

Joplin:
What's the magic word?

Patrick:
[snatches the jar and throws its lid at him] F*** off!

[as Kelly and Space walk down the hallway Patrick and Pippa had just escaped from, they are both startled by a cardboard cutout of Brian Belo]

Space:
Don't worry about it, it's just Brian...

[the real, zombified Brian Belo immediately leaps out from behind the cutout and lunges at Space, but Kelly shoots him in the head]

Kelly:
F***, it is Brian!

Kelly:
Patrick... is that you?

Patrick:
Yeah, yeah... it's me! Ummm... uh...

Kelly:
Kelly!

Patrick:
Kelly, that's it! Listen, we are trapped in the gallery!

Kelly:
"We"? Who're you with? Are you okay?

Pippa:
Hello, Space!

Space:
Pippa? Pippa!

Pippa:
I was stuck in a room and he done a poo and it *stank*!

Patrick:
What the f***... is wrong with you?

Pippa:
Is this where you make Big Brother?

Patrick:
Yes...

Pippa:
Oh my god! Oh my god!

Patrick:
Shurrup!

Pippa:
[watches the housemates from a monitor and spots Kelly] She's a new one!

Riq:
What's with the axe? Wh-where's the gun?

Alex:
No ammo...

Riq:
There is... there's em, we've got one bullet left.

Alex:
I only said that to make you feel better...

Riq:
Wh-what would you have done if there was one of those things in there?

Alex:
Outrun you?

[they both grin]

Pippa:
[crying] Oh my god! You've killed her! You've killed her! You've killed Davina!

Patrick:
I hired her. I can do what I like.

Patrick:
Stand up, f***ing stand up! STAND UP! Go over to the door!

Pippa:
Sake!

Patrick:
MOVE! Listen to me, stand there, you put your hand on the door, put your hand on the f***ing handle!

Pippa:
[feebly] I don't like it...

Patrick:
Shut up and listen. You're gonna open that door and you are gonna slam it, f***ing *slam it* on her when she's halfway in. D'you understand what halfway is? D'you understand? Say "yes, I understand".

Pippa:
[whimpers] Yeah...

Patrick:
Then are you ready?

Pippa:
[crying] I don't like it...

Patrick:
It is *this*, or we take it in turns shitting in the bin until we starve to death. Does that appeal? No? Then are you ready? Do *not* f*** this up, alright? Get ready... NOW!

Pippa:
That's a light machine!

Patrick:
It's not a machine, it's a lamp!

Pippa:
Well, it lights up the room!

Patrick:
Well... it's dead now!

Pippa:
It's bad for the environment, wasting light!

Patrick:
I'm not wasting it! I'm turning it into something else.

Pippa:
What? Like... recycling?

Patrick:
If you like...

Pippa:
That's okay...

Veronica:
Why'd they keep comin' towards the house like that?

Marky:
I'm glad they do. Easier to pick off.

Veronica:
Yeah, but *why*?

Joplin:
Some kind of... primitive intuition, maybe? They feel the need to be near us, don't forget, this place used to be like a church to them.

Marky:
Maybe... they can just smell bullshit.

Veronica:
He took a poo in there and it was disgusting!

Patrick:
Woah, woah. What the f*** is wrong with you?

Alex:
I liked our farmhouse. [Hands Riq the Axe]

Riq:
[pause] I'm sorry.

Alex:
I know you are. [Riq kills her with the axe]

Kelly:
How you doing?

Space:
Not bad... pretty much surrounded then?

Kelly:
Yeah...

Space:
What about... Veronica and Marky?

Kelly:
No... this makes you... the winner... of this year's Big Brother...

Space:
Joplin, you f***ing Judas!

Joplin:
I'm really sorry, okay?

Patrick:
Alright, Desmond Tutu! It's not the f***ing garden! Get in the f***ing van!

Kelly:
There's been enough killing.

Veronica:
Well, what d'you propose we do?

Kelly:
Cripple him.

Veronica:
Cripple him?

Kelly:
Yeah, break his ankles, stick a hammer to his feet.

Marky:
It would have to be pretty bad to stop him movin'...

Kelly:
Yeah, well we'll do it bad enough he won't be going anywhere...

Pippa:
I don't like it...

Kelly:
Well, it's better than killing him?

Riq:
Look, she's right...

Marky:
What'd you think, babe?

Veronica:
Pretty hard to break an ankle so it don't set back right, innit? You gotta... crack it sideways, inwards...

Kelly:
Fine...

Marky:
Or we could chop his Achilles tendon in the back of the heel... turns the feet into dead plates, even if he wanted to use 'em, he won't be able to operate the pedal...

Space:
Where'd you learn that from, man?

Marky:
Saw Jack Bauer do it on the telly.

Veronica:
No! S'not real life, is it? No! If we're doin' this, we're smashin' his ankles like in that film... Mystery.

Patrick:
I've seen this, Joplin! I've seen this hundreds of times! I give you a break from the group, the group breaks you!

Joplin:
Okay... the gag's going on...

Patrick:
No, no, no, no! Ask yourself, ask yourself this question... when I'm gone, when I'm out of the way, who's gonna be the bottom of the pile? You will. You're next. They hate, they hate you! They have told me time and time again in that Diary Room!

Joplin:
And what do they say?

Patrick:
You're old. You're a pervert. You're pretentious. You stink the bog out. Your clothes make you look like a c*nt! They have poured insults over you like buckets of cum! D'you know what they call you when you're out the room? Eh? Gollum.

Joplin:
Gollum?

Patrick:
Yeah... yeah... crowds turn up holding signs that say "Gollum out" They love it! You're a joke to them!

Joplin:
You're a liar...

Patrick:
Am I?

Patrick:
Please... don't... don't let them do this to me! Please!

Joplin:
You should have *thought*.

Patrick:
They're going to kill me!

Joplin:
No one is going to kill you.

Patrick:
They will be working it out *now*!

Pippa:
I don't like him being in there, I really need a wee!

Kelly:
It won't be for much longer, we just need to talk some sense into him...

Veronica:
[snorts] Good luck with that...

Veronica:
Tie him in there, get it good and tight... and Space? F***in' gag him, anall!

Patrick:
Brilliant, thank you very much for the pep-talk, [to Riq] very nice to meet you... Janice, [to the housemates] right, we're going, come on, let's go.

Veronica:
We never decided!

Patrick:
Don't tell me you believe that tit on the boob! Can't even tie a boat for Christ's sake!

Riq:
I was f***in' chased!

Patrick:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you and your reasons!

Veronica:
I'm not goin'.

Patrick:
Fine! Die here in Cuckoo Land! [to Marky] How about you?

Veronica:
Stay.

Kelly:
She's right!

Patrick:
Oh, he can speak for himself!

Marky:
I'm stayin'.

Patrick:
Oh, grow some nuts!

Marky:
Well, it's my decision, alright? All for one and that...

Patrick:
Oh, right! Who'd you think you are? Love's young dream, here in f***in' Cutie Cottage?

Marky:
We're stayin' here together!

Patrick:
Oh, oh, what? She's stolen your heart, has she?

Marky:
Somethin' like that.

Patrick:
Oh, f***in' wake up, Mutley! She only wiped her slit up your thigh for the highlights reel, you chimp!

Veronica:
No I never, you f***wit!

Patrick:
*You* would f*** a fisherman's dog if there was a Heat cover on it!

Patrick:
Right, thanks to Popeye the Sailor Man 'ere, the van is *still* our best bet. Right, I have prepped the bait, so, f***ing vamoose, chop chop, let's go!

Space:
You're *not* in charge!

Kelly:
Yeah, yeah... em... we're not going anywhere...

Patrick:
Look, if that *Mary*'s made it, there's gonna be other survivors, okay?

Kelly:
Everyone, this is Riq.

Riq:
Alright?

Patrick:
Yeah, yeah, yeah! F*** who he is! How did he get here?

Riq:
Sorry?

Patrick:
How did you get here? Helicopter, magic mole machine, what?

Riq:
No, I jumped over the fence round the back...

Patrick:
The fence? So that's, that's like a safe route, is it?

Riq:
No, f*** is it! It's crawling with those things!

Kelly:
Yeah, look, Riq's been outside so we should listen to...

Patrick:
Right, what is he? A tour guide?

Kelly:
No actually, he's my boyfriend!

Patrick:
Ah! Ooh, right! So, sorry, you've come in to save her, [sarcastically] how sweet!

Veronica:
Soon as any of us turns our backs, he is gonna be tryin' to get out them gates and f*** us all over!

Space:
So we keep him tied up...

Veronica:
For how long? He says it's bad outside, yeah? And we might be in here for keeps, yeah?

[Riq nods]

Veronica:
Well, Looney Tunes isn't gonna stay tied up for keeps, is he? He'll get out somehow... he won't give up 'til he's got them gates opened and then it is game over for all of us!

Marky:
Yeah... that's true...

Kelly:
What are you trying to suggest? Why don't you just f***ing come out and say it?

Veronica:
Alright... alright... there ain't much room for debate, Kelly, it's extreme circumstances, innit?