The ABCs of Death 2 (ABCs of Death 2)

Okay.

No.

Come on.

Hey, boys, look at this.

Put the cards down, you cunts.

That's it, touch her hair. Go on. Go on.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah. Two fuckin' beautiful faces.

Kiss her.

Yeah. That's it.

Yeah. Fuckin' tits.

Don't fuckin' care.

What is that fucking smell?

Would it kill you to smile?

Fuckin' $6,000 a month to rent this place and it stinks like shit.

Hi, I'm Peter Toland, welcome to "Toland's World".

This week we're in Elderberry Vale in Nottinghamshire, -

a thriving stretch of classic English countryside, -

home to literally thousands of indigenous plants and animals, -

including a 400-year-old badger sett, -

which has crisscrossed this hill for untold generations.

But in the last two years, the badgers have disappeared because -

a shadow has fallen across this hill, a shadow in the form of this...

Are you gonna pan off me? Hello?

Are you going to pan to the power station? Or...

Yeah OK, cut! Sorry, Peter we gotta cut there.

No-no, don't cut. Do not cut.

What's happening?

Sorry, we lost focus a few times earlier so...

Yeah? We lost focus or you, you lost focus?

I... I could... I could do with another crack at that, Peter.

- Sorry, yes. - Could you? Another crack.

Well, what's going on?

You lost focus. That's the whole point.

That's your job, isn't it, Brian?

We just didn't realize -

you were going to move around so much so...

Of course I move around, that's my style.

There were some quite large movements.

We could whack down a sausage for you, Peter, if that's...

I don't want a sausage. Shove it up your ass!

No... Look, all I meant was, maybe there's...

No, look, Don, let me explain how this works, OK?

It's John.

Whatever your name is. I move around, you follow me.

That's the way it works on Toland's World, it's like a dance.

- OK? - Yeah I get it.

So should we cut now and go again, or...

No... no, I say cut, that's how it works on the show.

OK? I call cut and until then we keep filming.

You got that? Right, that's how we roll.

- Alright? Good. - OK, yeah.

Prick.

Look, honestly, don't worry about it.

It's just a little alpha male display -

and it'll all blow over, I swear to you.

Look, he knows you worked with Attenborough, right?

So he just feels, he just feels a bit threatened.

Oh, right, it's all about the Silver Leopard Awards.

Yeah, he's a bit raw. Well done though.

Good work. Really good work.

- Yeah, cheers. - What, so does he think he should -

have won them or...? - He's been nominated three times, -

and now he thinks Attenborough's rigging it.

I know, I know.

What was that?

Hang on, let me listen, let me listen, hang on.

Greedy little buggers.

Whoa.

You still... You getting this, Brian?

Yeah... the badgers.

Having fun are we? Big fun.

Fun times. Clue me in. Let's have a laugh.

- Peter, the badgers are still here. - The badgers are still...

No, the badgers are dead because of the toxins from the power station.

That's what the episode is about.

- Look, we put the... - Put what?

I don't think we should carry on filming.

Listen, you. Who are you anyway? You waltz in here at the last minute, -

calling the shots. - I didn't waltz in anywhere. You...

I don't want to hear any more from you, OK?

But listen, Peter.

Can you hear me?

I mean is this for real?

Of course it's real, and it's gonna get more real, -

because someone's gonna get punched in a minute.

Look, please.

Listen Peter, I'm just trying to help.

I do not wanna hear one more word from you.

Shall I text you? Or...?

Oh. Ow.

Well don't just stand there. Give me a hand.

Jesus!

Peter! Peter!

Pete, oh, God!

Peter?

Peter?

Oh, Jesus.

Cut.

Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!

People, settle. Settle.

Justice will be done but not here.

Fletcher Powell, this court finds you guilty -

of the murder of Lucy Wilson.

I didn't kill her! I did not kill her!

You need to let me go!

- You need to call the police. - Fuck law!

You need to deal with this the right way! The only way.

All local matters are dealt with internally.

- You know that. - This is a matter of law!

Your authorities do not stretch to those boundaries!

Barclay...

If you confess now, we shall call the proper authorities.

Deny, and you will be executed this afternoon.

- Don't stop! - Take him to the fucking woods!

Very well. I killed Lucy.

I dumped her body in the River Kennet beyond Eddington.

There you go. There's my confession, -

now call the Police! - You fucking shit!

Call the Police. You said! You promised!

You all heard him!

You all bore witness!

You shall be taken from this court to the place of execution, -

with no further delay.

The main headlines this lunchtime...

Lucy Wilson, missing for over a month and presumed dead, -

has been found alive and well in East Yorkshire.

The fourteen year old had run away with her 26 year-old boyfriend, -

who has been arrested by local authorities.

Hey guys, she's alive. Lucy's alive! It's all over the news!

Come on, faster!

So this it? You're just gonna shoot me down like some dumb animal?

Oh Jesus Christ, no, please!

Don't do this!

Father, don't let them do this... please!

Dearly beloved, it hath pleased Almighty God -

in His justice, to bring you under sentence -

and condemnation of the law...

Hold him down.

You can't... please, you can't kill me!

Father, please stop!

You are to suffer death in such a manner -

that others, warned by your example -

may be the more afraid to offend.

Oh, fuck!

What the fuck Tobias, you didn't hit him hard enough!

I'll hit him a-fucking-gain then, won't I!

Oh fucking hell, you nearly took my fingers off!

Well fucking move back then!

Decorum, boys! Give this man his dignity!

Father, shut the fuck up!

For the love of God, finish this!

Finish him off.

And we pray, God, that you may make such use -

of your punishments in this world that your soul may be saved -

in the world to come. - You're blooded now.

Lucy Wilson missing for over a month and presumed dead...

I did not kill her!

Welcome back.

Looking good.

Life is yours.

Now you must pay me.

You pay for life.

You pay for life.

You pay for life.

You pay for life.

Please don't...

Shut your ugly face.

Shut your ugly face.

Go ahead and alert them, go ahead.

It's exactly what I'm about to do if you just stop interrupting.

Sorry...

I thought you'd like all the "tehila" to yourself.

What do you mean by "tehila?"

Glory.

So say glory.

What do you mean?

If you'll shoot the rifle, -

your friends will come running -

and take all the credit for capturing the "Israeli bitch".

What's your name?

No names!

Ok, so I'll make one up, -

Muhammad.

Very original.

Instead of calling your gang, -

you can climb the tree, -

cut the cables, and take me to the village yourself.

Or maybe you're afraid of heights?

I'm not afraid of anything, you slut!

Then prove it.

I jumped from an airplane, -

Let's see you climb a tree.

If that's how you jump off an airplane

perhaps you should stay in the kitchen.

Look at her, I'll show her who's afraid...

I don't get why you are so happy.

It's not like you're getting free.

I just really need to pee.

Women, -