The Possession of David O'Reilly

Understand.

l'll call them tomorrow,

arrange something for next weekend.

lt was pretty short notice.

- Yeah, l think she was just calling

on the off chance we hadn't made plans.

- l'll sort the food out if you want to get changed.

Cool.

ln the kitchen.

lt's all ready.

Had been burgled, we wouldn't need

to check the webcam to find out.

There probably wouldn't be a laptop to check.

Well, that doesn't matter now,

'cause l signed up to a website that stores the recordings.

The camera uploads whatever it sees when it's triggered.

- Well, l'm not sure if l like that idea.

lt's a secure site.

No one else can see it,

and l can check it if we're away or when l'm at work.

- So you've already checked it today, then?

This guy in Nottingham, yeah,

he sets his camera up like ours.

He gets home from work, and he checks it.

He hasn't been burgled.

Well, at least nothing had been taken,

but the camera's been triggered.

When he watches the video back,

he sees that he has filmed a guy in his house.

Turns out that this guy has been breaking in

every day when he's at work, wearing his clothes,

even sleeping in his bed.

lmagine coming home to that.

- Mm, it'd explain where all the milk goes.

So?

Nothing.

See?

Told you there wouldn't be anything on it.

All done? - Yep.

- Good. Let's eat.

Thank you.

Shit.

We missed the end.

Mm, don't open it.

Don't open it.

Don't open it.

What?

What?

l thought you were awake.

Ah, shit, what happened?

- You were talking in your sleep.

What?

What did l say?

''Don't open it.

Don't open it.''

Don't open it?

Don't open what?

What time is it?

After 1 2:00.

lt's a bit late to---

l'll go.

- No, no, no. l'll go.

Shit.

Fuck, David. - Sorry.

You scared me.

Can l come in?

Of course.

- Just didn't know where else to go.

What's wrong?

lt's Sarah.

What?

- She's been seeing someone else.

Oh.

Can we go inside?

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Hey, Kate.

Sorry, l didn't mean to barge in like this.

No, no, don't be silly.

Do you want a drink or something?

l think we've got some more wine.

- l'm gonna head off to bed, leave you two to talk, okay?

Okay, l won't be long.

- Okay, wake me up when you come to bed.

- Okay, l don't think David will want to go home tonight.

- Well, there's plenty of clean sheets in the airing cupboard.

- Okay. Night, you.

Night.

- lt was up on St. Catherine's Hill, where---

l don't know who it was,

but he had one of those boxes of fireworks,

you know, the, the rockets in the cube,

and they chucked it on the bonfire.

That was Nigel.

Was it?

Fucking knob.

lt was like fucking Vietnam or something.

Do you know what l mean?

There was rockets flying around, fire in the trees, man.

- Yeah, and what were you doing, you maniac?

You just stood there, watching it, Mr. No Fear.

That was the booze.

Polish courage.

That stuff is evil.

- l was about to have a shower when, um---

what time is it?

Just after 3:00.

- You want to know what happened?

Only if you want to tell me.

Sarah's away for the night on business for the bank.

At least l think that's---

- l'm sure that's where she is, mate.

Got home tonight,

and there's a message on the answer machine.

lt was from Helen, a friend of Sarah's.

She said---she said she needs the number of someone at work.

Sounded pretty urgent, you know, so l---

l tried to call Sarah on the mobile.

When l got through to her, l could hear the phone ringing,

you know, actually ringing in the house, in the bedroom.

You don't have to tell me.

- So l went upstairs, and, uh...

She'd left her bag on the bed.

She's got an address book in there somewhere,

l knew it.

l never looked in her bag before.

There was photographs of her.

l'm sorry, mate.

- He wasn't in any of the pictures, you know?

Just Sarah, undressed.

What the fuck are you supposed to do

when something like that happens, huh?

Started trying to figure out who he was.

Thing is, we don't know that many people.

l just---l know l know him.

Then you start thinking,

''How many times have l been sat next to him at a dinner,

bought him a drink in the pub?''

No, you can't think like that.

- l can't get it out of my fuckin' head.

What am l gonna do?

What the fuck am l gonna do now?

David, happy birthday.

- Thank you. - You old bastard.

Watch this.

So disappointing.

How much you pay for them?

That's rubbish.

Okay, this is a tour of his new pad,

brought to you in association with the letter S,

for, ''Shit, this is nice!''

Okay, this is the lounge.

So this is the lounge. Very nice.

This is my lounge.

That's beautiful.

And all your cards, you popular man.

Yeah, thank you.

- What, you just dive in, really?

l don't know. - Oh, do it.

- What do you think l should do?

Spend some time in here.

Ah, here she is.

This is the lady.

Aw, beautif---

No, not here.

Not here, please.

Oh, God, oh.

Fuck.

Come on. Fuck it.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck.

Hello?

What am l doing?

l'm talking to myself like a nut.

Oh, hi.

Sorry, did l wake you?

No, l wasn't sleeping.

Okay.

What time is it?

Um, it is a little after 8:00.

l'm from upstairs?

Oh, you're not gonna believe this.

l came down here,

and now l can't remember what it was that l wanted.

God, you know, ever since this,

this has just turned to mush.

l'd been meaning to pop by and say hello anyway,

but l'm sure there was something else.

No, l can't remember.

l don't actually live here.

The people that do, um,

Alex and Kate, they're not up yet.

Oh, well, l can pop by later.

Maybe l might have remembered by then

what it was that I came down to say, in the first place.

Oh.

l'm Anna.

David.

lt's nice to meet you.

You too.

Was someone at the door?