Red Riding

Mum!

Mum!

Fucking wake up.

You alright?

Fuck!

Mum, mum, you with me? Get up, get up.

Fucking hell..

Are you serious?

Have you not inhaled enough smoke already?

Do you want to die?

I was having a dream.

About the wolf.

What wolf?

The wolf that took my arm.

I thought you lost your arm

in a car accident. Mum!

DNA is like a blueprint

passed down from our parents and their parents before them.

But this inheritance isn't always perfect.

You see, DNA doesn't just carry the traits that we consider to be strengths.

It also carries biological imperfections,

such as genetic disorders.

Now, while we are shaped by our DNA,

it doesn't necessarily define us.

Red.

Redelle.

Hi.

Am I boring you?

Yeah kinda..

Look Redelle..

I think you better leave.

Thank God.

I haven't got all day.

Come on.

Come on.

Fuck off!

Right.

Biological imperfections. So.

Have you seen a new Marvel movie?

It's out in cinemas.

Nope.

Well how come?

I don't really like the cinema.

Who doesn't like the cinema? I don't.

All right.

Why are you always so mad at everything?

What? What's your problem?

You have no fucking idea.

What's up with you?

Mum.

Mum?

Redelle.

Redelle.

Do you have a next of kin?

You can contact

Father?

No.

No relatives at all.

How many fucking times do I have to say it?

There's no one.

Then we have to find someone to take it in.

legally.

It's going to take a bit of time.

I have a grandmother.

So now you do have a right.

She's like a countess in Scotland.

Really?

I've never spoken to her.

Then perhaps you should.

Hello.

Hello is this.. Lady Penelope.

It is. Who's speaking?

It's Redelle.

Redelle Riding.

Scarlett's daughter.

Hello.

I wasn't expecting this today.

Um..

She's Dead.

What?

Mum. She overdosed.

Oh.

Oh, dear.

I've got nowhere to go.

Just pack your things.

Come live with us.

Get yourself here.

Come home.

You'll one for nothing here.

You'll have the best schooling here.

Your mother should never have moved to the city.

It ruined her.

You must be lady Redelle?

Red.

Your grandmother.

She asked me to pick you up.

Who are you?

Malcolm.

I take care of the grounds.

Well..

you getting in?

I don't bite.

It's a bad habit that.

It'll kill ya.

What do you do again?

I look after the grounds.

I big is the grounds.

You'll see for yourself soon enough.

Riding a state.

It's been in your family

fot two centuries.

Not my family.

I'm also the gamekeeper.

You killed all these.

Welcome to the wild country.

Lady Sienna.

Sorry to scare you.

I'm Mary.

That's your great grandmother, Lady Sienna.

That little girl is your grandmother.

And that's her little brother.

Thought I was an only child.

He died at a very young age.

She doesn't like to speak of it.

I'll show you to your room.

That one's your great grandfather.

The Earl of Gray Pelt.

Died of a broken heart they say.

Make yourself at home dear.

This was your mum's room.

That was your mum's favorite color.

Used to wear it all the time.

Apparently.

Penelope thought you might like it.

My.. You look just like her.

Hi.. Gran.

Come.

Everything will be okay now.

Poor girl.

I wish she'd picked up the phone.

Yeah, well, she only had one hand.

She must have been a burden

for you to carry.

Glad to get it off my back.

She was never the same after the accident.

The car accident?

Aye.

Cos she said a wolf ate her arm.

That's what she said.

Before she died.

Your mother lost her arm in a car accident

because she was driving home high on drugs.

To be fair, she was smashed when she said it.

You are not on drugs, are you?

No.

It ruined her.

Don't suffer the same fate.

I'm nothing like her.

Redelle.

Redelle.

Don't come in here. Stay away.

Stay away Redelle.

Don't come in.

Mum?

Don't come here Red.

Mum?

Don't come here. Stay away Redelle.

Don't come here.

Stay away REDELLE!

My lady.

My lady, would you like a drink?

I'm no lady. You can stop with that.

No, thanks.

Mary,

Is town far?

I need some vape.

Maybe Malcolm can drive you?

No, thanks.

No busses, taxis or anything of the sorts in these parts.

I'm afraid.

We might have a bicycle.

There it is.

Belonged to your mother.

That one.

Probably need some pumping up.

I'm sure Malcolm has a foot pump in here somewhere.

Weird to think she actually rode this.

Before the accident, of course.

The car accident.

I'd better put breakfast on.

Oh Red.

Stay on the road.

Keep out the woods.

A better place for her to rest.