Episode 16 - The House Always Wins (The Unfinished Part, Part 3) - Part 4

#Ant enters Chrissie's room unannounced, Billie is with her

Chrissie: …
Ant: Hi.
Chrissie: … What do you want Ant?
Ant: Well I thought you'd react harsher for barging into your room but-
Chrissie: Not surprised. Not bothered. What do you want?
Ant: A word.
Chrissie: Sorry, don’t have time for that.
Ant: Bill?

#Billie stands up and leaves the room

Billie: Sorry Chrissie, I’ll just be outside.
Chrissie: No, wait! Billie!? Don’t go! Oh you-… You… TRAITOR!

#Ant walks over to Chrissie

Ant: … Stand up please.
Chrissie: Look Ant, whatever you want to say to me, you can say it just as effectively regardless of my position so just… get it over with. I can barely even look at you anymore.
Ant: Wow, you didn’t make it sound final at all did you?
Chrissie: Because it is final… Isn’t it?
Ant: … Yeah it is.

#Chrissie turns to face Ant squarely, defiantly.

Chrissie: So… this is it?
Ant: … (Eyes start to water) Yeah.
Chrissie: Ant… (Eyes start watering too) I'm not getting upset, so shut up before you start because I'm full of rage, but... I can’t believe that you’re saying this is over.

#Ant slowly nods, looks down and turns to walk away slowly, almost shaking.

Chrissie: So that’s it!? No excuses, no apologies, no nothing!?
Ant: Anythin’ I say to you won’t make you feel any better.

#Chrissie stands up and throws herself between Ant and the door

Chrissie: Yeah but STILL I deserve more than what you’re giving me!
Ant: Alright, what you want me to say then? Huh?
Chrissie: Why are you doing this? To me, to you, to us?
Ant: You already know that.
Chrissie: What about that whole: “Oh I’ll never love another girl as much as you” you said earlier? Was that all a lie?
Ant: No, it’s the truth. Until the world proves me wrong an’ grants me a miracle girl who outdoes everythin’ you do.
Chrissie: Don't give me th-... What was that look in your eye?
Ant: What look?
Chrissie: Of emptiness… Sorrow… Anger? You don’t want to do this at all! You don’t want to lose me!

#Ant pushes Chrissie aside and continues walking

Ant: Goodbye Chrissie…
Chrissie: Fine then, just piss off you heartless coward! Go to hell and burn for all your worthlessness!

#Billie re-enters the room, look sheepish

Billie: Chrissie?
Chrissie: (Sniffles, then sobs, then cries out loud)

#Ant storms into Meg's room again, full of hell

Meg: I was worried you weren’t comin’ back.
Ant: ...
Meg: Is everythin’ ok? What did y-

#Ant kisses Meg deeply, then pulls back

Ant: (Sounds worried) I did it.
Meg: What?
Ant: … Broke up with Chrissie.
Meg: What!? Are you serious?
Ant: Yeah. Serious.
Meg: … A-Ant, are you-
Ant: I’m fine, now move on-I don’t wanna’ talk about her, I don’t wanna’ think about her, I don’t wanna’ know her no more.

#Ant kisses Meg before anything else can be said

Ant: I don’t wanna’ NOT know her at all… Why did I say that?… WHY DID I SAY THAT!? When I still love her?… I’m not gonna’ think ‘bout that right now, I’m not gonna’ think at all for now.
Alan: YEAH Ant you get stuck in there!
Ant: Oh FUCK OFF Alan! Stop creepin’ into our heads an’ stay out. Full stop.

#Max and Daryl arguing in their room still

Daryl: What full stop!?
Max: That both you ‘n’ me are fucked now! Mine ‘n’ Billie’s friendship could be over, ‘n’ you’ve lied to me ‘n’ Ryan all our lives!
Daryl: Oh, so what do you suggest I did instead, hm!? Told him the truth at five years old that his mom didn’t want him so she walked out!? That your mom died in a car crash!?
Max: YES!... Uh, I guess!
Daryl: Screw that!
(Long silence)

#Max storms off (lots of storming out, I know)

Daryl: Now where you goin’?
Max: OUT!
Daryl: Fine!

#Daryl folds his arms in an exaggerated manner

Daryl: Adult conversation indeed. Still just a simple child Max…

#Now Miles barges into Daryl's room

Daryl: Huh?
Miles: Somethin’ you should know…

#Wes and Eliza sat talking, Wes not looking at Eliza

Eliza: Wow… You had sex with a girl in the club?
Wes: Yeah…
Eliza: Erm… Alright.
Wes: I’m ashamed of it, really.
Eliza: Why are you ashamed? I mean… I’m sorry, I don’t know how all that works but… It’s not THAT bad. Just not something I would personally do.
Wes: Me neither, honest! She was just… VERY forward. Took control of me, y’know?
Eliza: I see… Well, that’s fine.
Wes: …
Eliza: …
Wes: You sure?
Eliza: Heh… What’s it got to do with me, hm?
Wes: … Yeah, you’re right…

#Wes stands up to leave

Wes: I need some fresh air. Back in a few.

#Wes opens the door, Kai is stood there waiting

Wes: Kieran!
Kai: Wesley… Liz…
Wes: You stay back, ok?

#Kai effortlessly throws Wes to the side and approaches Eliza

Kai: Outta’ my way.
Wes: Woah!
Eliza: Oh no…
Kai: Now Liz, it seems you ‘n’ me have a little problem… Isn’t that right?
Eliza: I don’t know what you’re-
Kai: Save the excuses Liz. I warned you and I warned you but you wouldn’t listen. I warned you so it wouldn’t come to this, but you left me no choice, didn’t you?

#Wes tackles Kai from the side

Wes: LEAVE HER ALONE!

Kai and Wes fight, struggling, Kai ultimately being much stronger than Wes

Eliza: Wes!

#Wes manages to throw Kai against the window

(Glass smashing)

#Kai falls through and lets go of Wes. Wes looks down below at Kai. They're only one storey up

Kai: Agh!
Wes: Yeah, enjoy that fall, pal?

#Wes turns to a startled and scared Eliza

Wes: Eliza! Get out of here!

#Three henchmen walking down the corridor

Man 1: So we’re just to gun ‘im down here ‘n’ be done?
Man 2: It’s what the boss wants.
Man 3: Schubert ain’t our boss. That ginger twat can think what he wants, he’s just the finger pointer of the operation. Don’t forget who the real master at play here is.

#The men surround the door

Man 2: Ready?
Man 3: On three.
Man 1: One?
Man 2: Two.
Man 3: No, three.
Man 1: That’s what I meant-we were counting to three.
Man 2: Yeah.
Man 3: I thought you were suggesting we count to one or two instead of three.
Man 2: Why wouldn’t we count to three? It’s what they always do in the movies.
Man 1: This is a TV show though, not a movie.
Man 2: Ah, that’s true.
Man 3: Quiet, the both of you. Right then, on three. One?
Man 1: I thought you said three.
Man 3: I was starting the count this time.
Man 1: Oh, sorry.
Man 3: Try again. On three.
(Long silence)
Man 2: … Well who counts to three?
Man 3: Argh fuck it! Just bail in!

#The men barge through the door together

Man 3: Hold it right there Coop-…
Man 1: What is it?

#Camera pans to show Miles looking out the window. Daryl is gone

Miles: Expectin’ someone else?
Man 3: Hoffman!?
Miles: Long time no see, eh?

#Miles turns to the group, a handgun casually held in his hands

Miles: … Fancy a catch up?

#Max walking past another hotel room

(Sounds of people together in the next room)
Max: Do I need to hear people havin’ sex? Really?... Wait, that's Meg's room right?... Oh I don't care.

#Max heads further down the hall, down a flight of stairs and crosses paths with Billie, suitcase packed

Max: Billie, I-

#Billie walks past, ignoring him in a hurry. Chrissie follows, also with cases. And the kitchen sink from earlier

Max: Where you goin’?
Chrissie: Eliza told us trouble was here. Said we should get back home where we’re all together. So she’s safe.
Max: Erm… ok? Is she the only one in danger? And do you want help with that sink or does it walk itself?

#Wes and Eliza in-car

Wes: Speed it outta’ here!

#Kai steps into the road of the car park after Wes and Eliza screech out of there

Kai: You bastard’s gonna’ regret this.

#Daryl's room – Miles has already dealt with the henchmen – two dead and one dying on the floor

Miles: You learn a lot in our line of work, dontcha’?
Man 3: Fuck… you…
Miles: Good boy. The main thing you learn is how to deal with killin’ a man, ain’t it?
Man 3: (Coughs on his blood)
Miles: It affects everyone the first time, doesn’t matter who you are. I remember… I remember my first time. It hit me bad, it wasn’t what I was used to, but I pulled through. I guess I had it luckier than most. Some men are broken after that ‘n’ that’s it. What then? They’re fucked, plain ‘n’ simple. Nothin’ you can do about that.

#Miles lights a cigarette while sat next to the dying man

Miles: You don’t mind if I smoke do ya’?
Man 3: They’ll come for you worse now Hoffman… Just you wait… You AND Cooper. You had it good workin’ for us. You made a big mistake walkin’ away.
Miles: I’m sure we’ll get through whatever you throw, you’re all amateurs, that’s why. Now let me continue my story… (Lights the cigarette) Now the second guy ya’ kill, it ain’t so bad. You still feel that emotion inside of you, but it’s more diluted, it’s just… better, y’know? First one’s the hardest, that’s what matters. Now the third one is no problem, real quick ‘n’ easy, don’t feel a thing. That’s you done ‘n’ officially a killer. A murderer. Whatever the hell you wanna’ call it… I was chokin’ on my own vomit tryin’ to keep it down when I killed my first, can ya’ believe that? Me! Of all people… But it’s alright. Now? I just kill people that get in my way, makes no odds to me. Though it’s quite interestin’ to see the variety of reactions to death you see. The changes in the facial expression as they become more ‘n’ more in pain, beggin’ for the dark nothingness to take ‘em away. Don’t you think so?
Man 3: Fuckin’ get this over with… Finish me off.

#Miles puts the gun to the man's head

Miles: Gladly.

#Daryl outside scanning the car park in confusion, by his car

Daryl: What the hell was Miles sayin’? My car ain’t been nicked at all!... No sign of an attempt either. And no fellas knocking around to look suspicious. What’s he playin’?
(Gunshot)
Daryl: Huh!?

#Daryl rushes back to his room, draws his gun on Miles without thinking and Miles returns the aim

Daryl: …
Miles: Daryl… Check on your car?
Daryl: Yeah, it’s still there.
Miles: Good. I know it wasn’t stolen, but I didn’t think ya’ had a gun on ya’, nor knew how to use one. So I thought I’d clean your room up when the trash arrived.
Daryl: I appreciate you playin’ janitor for me but I can handle myself. I’m no kid.
Miles: I can see that. Though you’ll have to prove to me you know more than just how to hold the gun in your hands.
Daryl: Hey, I can handle myself, kid.
Miles: I’m no kid either.
Daryl: I still don’t trust juniors right away. May wanna’ put that gun down, might make my finger feel a little more relaxed.
Miles: Nah, that’s alright.
Daryl: It’s your call.
Miles: … Count of three we do it together?
Daryl: One?
Miles: No, three.
Daryl: No, who counts to three?
Miles: Well you can.
Daryl: One… two… three.
Miles: …
Daryl: … Three...
Miles: …
Daryl: I did say three.
Miles: I know you did.
Daryl: … What is this bullshit anyway? Y'know someth- argh, just-!

#Daryl and Miles lower their guns

Daryl: … Well you can't follow basic arithmetic. But you know the little trigger goes bang and makes bad things happen to the wrong people, so that's a start.
Miles: Terrific. We best get a move on though. You may wanna’ tell Max to get out of here, I’ll warn the others. We’d do best to stick together back home. At least until everythin’ cools off.

#Another henchman bursts into the room, Miles and Daryl turn and fire in sync, two bullets hitting the man's head on opposite sides at the same time

(Two gunshots)

#Daryl and Miles look almost dumbfounded as the henchman falls

Miles: Where’d you learn to shoot?
Daryl: Where’d YOU learn to shoot?
Miles: I can’t say…
Daryl: Me neither, I’m afraid.
Miles: So we have to trust each other under these conditions?
Daryl: Guess so.
Miles: This’ll be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

#Daryl and Miles leave the room, hotel security guard appears and aims a gun at them

Security: Hold it right there!
Miles and Daryl: …
Security: Drop the guns, NOW!
Miles: (Mutters) This isn’t part of the script…
Daryl: Listen buddy, we’re supposed to be filmin’ a TV show here.
Security: Bullshit! Put your damn weapons down now!
Miles: … Erm… (Whispers) I thought we got permission to do all this filming up here?
Daryl: Apparently not…

#Ricky and Al calmly pack their things away

Ricky: Maybe we could hang out more. Was a fun weekend, albeit cut short.
Alan: Sure!
Ricky: Need a partner for the next season of racing?
Alan: Nah, got Wes. He never made it through showdown day.
Ricky: Oh well, guess he needs something if he isn’t getting the girl.

#Wes and Eliza in-car

Eliza: (Breathes out calmly) A nice night drive is just what I need.
Wes: You aren’t tired are you?
Eliza: No, I’m fine.

#Wes looks down into the footwell

Wes: What’s this note left here on the newspaper?
Eliza: Hm? What’s it say?

#Newspaper with a note on

Wes: “You misread my intentions Liz. Have I ever hurt you before? What makes you think that was going to change now? I only came to warn you of what lay ahead, nothing more. I suppose I’ll see you back in town. By the way, that Wesley is pretty fly…”

#Wes and Eliza in-car

Wes: Pretty FLY?… I see what he did there.
Eliza: (Giggles) I feel bad now. Though he shouldn’t have made me feel threatened.
Wes: I suppose we’re to feel safer around him now? I don't know...

#Kai on the phone as he gets into his car to leave

Kai: It’s me… I know what you said, fine. I’ll admit it didn’t work. Yes, I did as you said. Good, we’ll now just sit ‘n’ wait.

#Max sees Billie and Chrissie off in Chrissie's car, then heads back into the hotel

Billie: Where are you going!?
Max: I need to get Ant!
Chrissie: (Sniffles) … Fuck that guy.
Billie: Language, Chrissie! Oh my word...
Max: Will you two just get lost already?

#Chrissie and Billie in-car

Billie: See, he’s got a grudge against me now because of what I did.
Chrissie: It’s you and me Billie, we don’t need them. I’m sure. No boys allowed.

#As Max heads back in, Tammy and Mikey run out - now in their Captain Tam-Tam and Private Felling costumes

Tammy: HAUL ASS PRIVATE! BACK TO BASE!
Mikey: RETREAAAAAAAAT!
Max: (Sigh) Kids.

#Max heads into the lobby, Daryl and Miles are being escorted by a couple of security guards as they approach Max

Max: Where you guys been!? What's with the blues?
Miles: Legal issues regardin’ filming on public property. It’s a long story. Could've been worse though. Instead of being shot or made fugitives, we've been asked to leave the state until formal proceedings are filed against Moonstone.
Max: I... Wait... I don't... How does this affect the story?
Daryl: No time to ask. C’mon kiddo, to the car.
Max: I’ll be right with you, Ant needs warnin’.
Daryl: Fine, just hurry up. Script and real world legal obligations are clashing heavy right here.

#Robbie and Woody show up in front of Miles and Daryl outside having already gotten Miles' car

Miles: What?
Robert: Get in!
Keith: (Quietly) I hope he remembers this favour, so he doesn’t murder us.
Robert: Ssh!

#Miles nods to Daryl, as Miles gets into his car

Miles: Later Cooper.
Daryl: Meet ya’ back home then. Waitin' for the son and all that.

#Max bursts into the hotel room

Max: Ant! We gotta’-!

#Camera pans to Ant and Meg still together in bed

Meg: (Gasps)
Ant: … Erm… Max, hi.
Max: … So many questions… I-I don't know what's real anymore and what is me going insane. I don't know what's the script and what isn't. I don't... I just don't!
Ant: You done? Yeah, well, erm…
Max: … Y'know what, there’s time for that later! We gotta’ go back home now!
Ant: Yeah, in a minute. Me an’ Meg need to finish… y’know.
Max: … Fine, get yourself arrested or killed while havin’ sex, see if I care! This is all WAY beyond what I can handle!

#Max leaves abruptly

(Door slams shut)
Ant: … That’s a great way to go!
Meg: Totally!

#Desert Cats packing up the van

Stace: Argh, this is bullshit.
Hay-Hay: Yeah Kimmy, why we gotta’ go? I was havin’ fun. Besides, what would they want with us?
Kim: It’s best to keep face, ok? I only just got my nails done, I don’t wanna’ ruin ‘em by removin’ someone’s eyes, know what I mean?
Hay-Hay: Yeah, that’s true…
Stace: Ok then.

#Max regroups with Daryl outside

Daryl: Where’s Ant?
Max: Havin’ sex with Meg.
Daryl: WHAT!?
Max: Look, dad, do you REALLY wanna’ get into that now?
Daryl: Seems like Ant already is.
Max: That was unnecessary. Just go.

#Mikey and Tammy fly by Max and Daryl in a familiar car

Mikey: (Singing terribly) She wasn’t my type, I THOUGHT SHE WAS VAIN! I’ll admit she was cute, that I COULDN’T COMPLAIN! She was bored of me and SAID I WAS PLAIN! Told me I should go on the-
Mikey and Tammy: IN-SANE TRA-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!
Mikey: CHOO-CHOO!
Tammy: CHOO-CHOO!
Mikey: CHOO!
Tammy: CHOO!
Mikey: CHOO-CHOO!
Tammy: Where am I going!? I’ve never driven myself in The Rivet, I don’t know the directions!
Mikey: Me neither! Just go!

#Max and Daryl watch them disappear, having not been noticed

Max: Mikey ‘n’ Tammy just took our car, didn’t they?
Daryl: Yup.
Max: … So what do we do?
Daryl: Wait for the hot couple to get themselves dressed again ‘n’ hitch a ride I suppose. I worry I'm the one in a real legal issue and I seriously need to be leaving like ten minutes ago.

#Fifty minutes later, Max and Daryl sat on the pavement curbside

Max: ………… Y’know, it’s a good thing we personally aren’t in any hurry.
Daryl: Not anymore at least. Whoever was after us, or me, I sorted.
Max: What does that mean?
Daryl: Nothin’.

#Ant and Meg exit

Ant: What are you guys still doin’ here?
Max: Mikey ‘n’ Tammy took our car.
Daryl: MY car.
Max: (Sighs)
Ant: Jump in with us then.
Max: We were goin’ to.

#Ant, Meg, Max and Daryl in-car

Daryl: What took you guys so long?
Ant: Erm… Meg?
Meg: Erm… Ant?
Daryl: (Laughs) Nevermind.
(Engine starts up)
Daryl: Max told me he walked in on ya’ anyway.
Ant and Meg: …
Max: Surely you weren’t at it that entire time.
Ant: No, we cuddled a bit thereafter. How were WE to know we were in an emergency!?
Max: Because I TOLD you!
Ant: And you're not known to over-react?
Max: We nearly became associated with armed assailants and winding up in Marvegan National News as terrorists!
Ant: Sounds fun. But don't go ad-libbing the script too much now.
Max: I'm serious!
Ant: What. Ever.

#Mikey and Tammy speeding down the street

Mikey: Watch where you’re going!
Tammy: HEY! Don’t lecture me, ok!?

#Mikey and Tammy almost collide with The Desert Cat van at a junction, then are driving alongside each other

Kim: Oh shit! HEY! (Beeps horn) Watch where your fuckin’-!… Tammy?
Stace: Oh no…
Hay-Hay: I thought the book was meant to nerdify her… But she’s the old Tammy again?
Stace: Maybe she’s old-school Tammy again but with even more added brains.
Kim: Best of both worlds, even if one of them worlds is hell itself.

#Ant's car

Max: Go faster!
Ant: HEY!… Maxey, let me explain to you how a Hunka works…
Max, Daryl and Meg: A Yomoshoto!
Ant: Whatever, alright!?… I spend too much time around Mikey. But let me explain how a Yomoshoto Evasion works, Maxwell… It ain’t a fuckin’ hot rod!!!
Max: Now, if you ‘n’ Chrissie were… I’m gonna’ assume you broke up, you don’t strike me as a guy who is unfaithful, but if you WERE still fine we would’ve fared much better with that Amazon of hers.
Ant: Amy.
Max: What?
Ant: It’s called Amy, Amy the Amazon! GET IT RIGHT MAXEY!
Daryl: Yeah Maxey!
Max: Screw you guys.
Meg: So you’re not gonna’ talk to me either, Max?
Max: You’re ginger now, so no.
Ant: Hey, I think she looks amazin’ ginger.
Meg: (Smiles brightly)
Max: Gimme’ a break. You and your new ginger girlfriend…

#Miles' car

Miles: Explain what you were doin’?
Robert: Helping you out by saving time getting outta’ here.
Keith: Too right!
Miles: And explain how you got my car keys?
Keith: … Robert? You gave me them.
Robert: What!? You had ‘em first then tried to gimme’ them instead!
Keith: Rubbish! Why would I give you the keys if I had ‘em!?
Robert: Why would I give YOU the keys if I had them!?
Miles: Y’know what, forget I asked the question ok?

#Fake Ralph in-car, being pursued by a police car

Man: Ah hell…

#Fake Ralph pulls over

Man: What’s the trouble officer?
Officer: I’ve had several reports of morons driving like crazy through the city, it’s just your unlucky day that you’re the bastard I caught first. Let’s see your ID!
Man: … Want me to reach into my pocket to get it out?
Officer: If you’d be so kind.
Man: … You sure?
Officer: Show me your damn papers, boy!
Man: Alright.

#Fake Ralph gets out the car and pulls a gun on the officer

Officer: Woah now! No need to be hasty, eh?
Man: I asked you if you were sure, and you were. So there you go.
Officer: We can talk this out like real men, right?

#Fake Ralph lowers his gun

Man: No need. Just stay the hell out of my way and all will be cool, got me? I was just on my way out anyway…

#Fake Ralph leaves, then the officer he spared returns to radio it in

Officer: All units-lockdown the city now! All exits. I don’t want a single damn vehicle to enter or leave.

#The Desert Cat van spots a roadblock trapping them in the city

Kim: What the hell!?
Hay-Hay: This can’t be good.

#In-car... In-van*

Stace: What we gonna’ do?
Kim: What do you think!? I’m gonna’ kick this tin can roadblock in the ass! RAWR!

#The van plows through

Officer: Shit! This bird ain’t stoppin’!

#In-van

Hay-Hay: Ow… That’s gonna’ take some work to buff out.
Stace: Yeah…
Kim: So? We can manage. Because we’re The Desert Cats!
Hay-Hay and Stace: WE’LL CLAW ‘N’ BITE BEFORE WE BEG FOR OUR YARN!
Kim: Damn right.

#Ant's car pulled over and everyone stood outside the car

Ant: I apologise officer. We was in a hurry, y’see.
Officer: It’s no excuse to go eighty five mile an hour in a fourty.
Ant: … My girlfriend’s pregnant! I need to get to her!
Max: Chrissie’s pregnant!?
Ant: …
Max: … Oh right! Sorry… MEG’S pregnant!?
Meg: So soon!? (Looks hopeful)… Oh, right. Ok, let’s skip past the moment here…
Officer: Sir, would you be so kind as to put your hands on the-

#Tim and Leo in Tim's car once again, speeds by

Tim: (Laughs) Ya’ snooze ya’ lose Willis!
Leo: The house ALWAYS wins! Hahahaha!

#Close-up of a regretful Ant and the officer

Ant: Oh, the bastards… Look, Officer, can these guys go? They ain’t done nothin’ wrong so-

#Max and Daryl climb quickly back into the car

Max: See ya’ Ant!
Daryl: Erm… Ok, bye.
Ant: I only said it to sound selfless and heroic! Don't do that!
Meg: I’m not goin’ anywhere without you Ant.

#Ant, Meg and the officer

(Car pulls away)
Ant: … You realise how much harder you’ve made gettin’ home for yourself, right?
Meg: I don’t care. I’ve never bailed on ya’ in a sticky jam yet, an’ I won’t ever do it for as long as I live an’ as long as I love ya’.
Ant: … You love me?
Meg: … (Shaky and nervous) Erm…

#Hannah appears

Hannah: Ant!
Ant: Hannah?

#Hannah approaches the officer

Officer: Miss Woodrow? You know this man?
Hannah: (Smiles) I do… You’ll let him go, won’t you?
Officer: Of course! I owe you one after that brilliant break I had in your hotel the other week. Can you believe this girl? She treat us all so well. Every hotel should have personal assistants… Well, drive carefully now.

#The officer drives away, deserting Ant and Meg

Ant: I need a car if I wanna’ drive carefully, you jerk.
Hannah: Ant?… You’re leaving?
Ant: … Listen Hannah… I’m not who you think I am.
Hannah: Huh?
Ant: My name isn’t Antony Willis.
Hannah: It isn’t?
Meg: It isn’t!?
Ant: I… No, Meg, it isn’t…
Meg: …?
Ant: …
Meg: … Ah! I get ya’ now.
Hannah: Then who are you?
Ant: I work for a private mercenary company, it’s just an alias I go by.
Hannah: So you lied to me?
Ant: … I’m sorry Hannah, it was for the best.
Hannah: … I thought you really liked me. Then I kissed you and I… It was a mistake.
Meg: What!?
Ant: Megan! Priorities PLEASE!

#Meg storms off... Never gets old, does it?

Meg: You sure as hell move fast with strange girls dontcha’ Ant?
Hannah: “Strange”!?
Ant: Meg, wait up!… (Sigh)
Hannah: … I’ll let you go, and you never have to speak to me again, if you tell me your real name. That way, I know that I at least meant something to you in our short time together.
Ant: … Alright. It’s Frank Tarren.
Hannah: Frank… Tarren…
Ant: Yes. Now I must go… Farewell Hannah. And yes, you are special despite our short time together. I was certain I didn’t know you, but I also questioned if I knew you for a moment… You seemed familiar. That was why I warmed to you. Anyway… Goodbye, and take care of yourself.

#Ant begins walking away

Hannah: … FRANK TARREN!

#Ant stops and turns back around

Ant: Come again?
Hannah: What’s the name of the organisation you work for again?
Ant: I’m sorry, I can’t say-it would jeopardise the lives of every mercenary on the system.
Hannah: So you’re a spy huh?… That’s funny, because the last time we met, you said you were working for the KING’S ORDINANCE OF TERRAIN DEPARTMENT???
Ant: … Huh?
Hannah: You certainly worked hard to go from a land surveyor to a hired henchmen… Or was it all a front to STEAL THEM OFFICIAL GOVERNMENT DOCUMENTS FROM THE BUILDING SOCIETY???
Ant: … Oh fuck. You're the Episode 14 girl.
Hannah: I don't know what that means. But I was the receptionist at Roswell’s Building Society two months ago that you tricked into giving you government property. You cost me my job! They FIRED me for that! That’s when I ended up stuck in that hotel!
Ant: Really? I would’ve thought the hotel was an improvement. I mean, it’s a great place.
Hannah: I HATE my job now! It’s too much for too little! Sure, the pay’s better than my old job but it was a better salary to effort ratio back then!
Ant: … I dunno what to say. I’m sorry.
Hannah: Oh, you’ll be sorry.

#Ant runs away

Ant: Too-da-loo!
Hannah: Hey! Come back here! I’m not done with you yet!

#Hannah is in hot pursuit down the street

Ant: Damn girl, you’re a fast runner. This is me at my fastest an’ I’m barely gettin’ away.
Hannah: I know where you live!
Ant: There’s somethin’ somewhat sexual about that…
Hannah: It won’t be sexual when I rip out your lungs and feed ‘em to ya’!
Ant: Graphic!… Oooh I like it!

#Max and Daryl in-car, out of The Rivet

Daryl: Well… It all worked out in the end. It was a good trip.
Max: It wasn’t… Billie…

#Chrissie and Billie in-car, closer to The Wasteland

Billie: I don’t want to lose our friendship, to say the least.
Chrissie: I’m sure you’ll be fine. Me and Ant on the other hand…
Billie: Just relax. Give it time, he’ll see what a mistake he made. In fact, New Year’s is a couple of weeks away, the atmosphere should help-show him how empty the holidays will be without you in his arms.
Chrissie: ...
Billie: I know Ant too well-of course I’m right. I know what him and Meg are like, but I know they wouldn’t last together, no matter what they think.
Chrissie: You... Aren't actually helping me right now. I'm done with him. As a Desert Queen, I... He... Wait, he... He's nothing but a cheap rival on the dust... Yeah! Ooh-ho, this is great!

#Coopers in-car

Daryl: You don’t wanna’ lose your friendship, neither will she. Regardless of what happened ‘n’ whether or not she actually likes you, you’ll both be ok. Time will tell for the rest of it.
Max: I guess you’re right.
Daryl: I’m always right, kid. Never forget that. Billie’s a sweet girl, but she’s taken. HOWEVER… I DO know SOMEONE who’s available ‘n’ would be JUST your type…
Max: Oh don’t start with this please. Look, it’s a long walk back home if ya’ don’t shut up.
Daryl: (Laughs loudly) Sorry… How is Yokes though? I was kinda’ hopin’ she’d be makin’ her way down here. It’s been two months ‘n’ you’re often on the phone to her.
Max: She’s got an extra six month course at SSU to finish before she wants to go anywhere. She said to me that she’ll be bound there ‘til about May.
Daryl: Only five or six months to wait then… In all seriousness, tell me right now-if Yoko were to come down here, as beautiful as she always has been…
Max: Dad, please, that’s embarassin’.
Daryl: WOULD you consider dating her? Or whatever you wanna’ call it?
Max: … Hm…

#Ant and Meg walking down the empty road outside of civilization

Ant: Love a romantic walk in the desert, don’t you?
Meg: (Giggles)… I’m sorry I abandoned you back there.
Ant: No problem, I probably deserved it anyhow. I’m lucky I caught up though, I know you’re quick on your feet for being a short person, an’ I was already out of breath outrunnin’ that other lass.
Meg: (Giggles) Oi! Behave, or I’ll run off an’ leave ya’. I’m not THAT short.
Ant: Five foot five is quite short, baby. But oh you wouldn’t leave me-you said yourself you would never leave me.
Meg: That’s true… You remember what I told you when we first met? How I came to being in The Wasteland?
Ant: … You ran away from home like the rest of us, didn’t you?
Meg: Yeah, but-
Ant: You were adopted at the age of six or seven I think it was, and ran from home at eleven. You’ve never spoken to your parents since have you? Biological OR adopted?
Meg: Nope… I don’t know my biological parents’ name anyway… (Laughs) I can’t even remember my OWN birth name, damn it! All I remember is I had a younger sister who just… disappeared out of nowhere when we were three or four years old I think, I can’t remember right.
Ant: Do you ever miss her?
Meg: If I could remember her name, voice or face, I probably would. But I don’t remember a thing…
Ant: I know it’s no consolation, but family or no family, you always have me.
Meg: Of course it’s a consolation Ant! You’re the greatest company I could’ve ever asked for, even if I DID still have a family. With you, I ain’t no stray-I know where I belong.
Ant: With me is where you belong. In my arms.
Meg: In your bed.
Ant: Both is a nice combination.

#Ant and Meg come across Tim and Leo out by their car

Ant: Well, looky here.
Tim: Ah, Antony…
Ant: Broken down? Too bad.
Leo: Ant, give us a hand will ya’?
Ant: No thanks, we have quite a walk ahead of us, so we’ll see you back home.
Leo: Wait Ant, don’t go! C’mon, we spent a fun time together in the casino didn’t we? Help a buddy out man!
Ant: Like you helped me with the cop? No thanks, it was traumatic enough runnin’ into Hannah an’ havin’ my Frank Tarren persona broken yet again.

#Ant and Meg carry on walking by, holding hands

Meg: (Sigh) You’re obsessed with that Frank Tarren alter-ego ain’t ya’?
Ant: Comes in handy when you’re hiding who you are.
Tim: C’mon you bitch, loosen off!
Leo: No, no, no Tim! You’re doin’ it all wrong. See, this is why ya’ do the work yourself instead of hiring a lackey to do all the labour for ya’.
Tim: Stuff that! This is EXACTLY why I have my own mechanic to do the job and don’t do it myself!
Ant: What can I say? (Holds Meg’s hand tighter) The house DEFINITELY always wins.
Meg: Yep, an’ I’m the prize. (Beams brightly)
Ant: Definitely a worthy reward. Oh hang on a minute… You never answered my question from when we were back home-why’re you resignin’ from bein’ the flag girl?
Meg: Erm, well…

#The Coopers

Daryl: We pulled through in the end though, count your blessings for that.
Max: It woulda’ been better if it weren’t for Mikey ‘n’ Tammy takin’ our car.
Daryl: For the hundredth time, MY car!
Max: Whatever!

#Mikey and Tammy driving towards the horizon... Just not the same horizon as everyone else

Tammy: Erm…
Mikey: Where are we?
Tammy: I haven’t a clue… BUT LET’S PRESS ON!
Mikey: Yaaaaaaaay!
Tammy: We’ll get there eventually as long as we keep moving.
Mikey: Out in the sun?
Tammy: Or stuck in the rain!
Mikey: I’m on my way-
Mikey and Tammy: TO THE IN-SANE TRA-AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!

#The Coopers

Daryl: Is it me, or does Mikey always muck things up for people?
Max: Yep. Especially for when it comes to burnin’ things ‘n’ housework.
Daryl: … I have an idea.
Max: What?
Daryl: A revenge plan on Mikey.
Max: I’m listenin’…

#Miles' in-car, Robbie on the phone

Keith: Sure we’ll help out Maxey! Tell ‘im we’ll help out!
Robert: Woody, look where you’re driving!
Miles: Damn it, let me drive my own bloody car!

#Cats' in-van, Hay-Hay on the phone

Kim: Whaddya’ say Cats?
Hay-Hay and Stace: Yeah!
Kim: Tell Max he’s on, we’ll join in.

#Al and Ricky in-car, Ricky on the phone

Ricky: Sure thing Max, you got it.

#Ricky puts the phone away

Ricky: Ready for one last fun thing for the weekend?
Alan: Sure! What is it?

#Very early the following morning, All of the guys from the phonecalls walk down The Wasteland streets to their respective homes

Max: Good work everybody, GREAT work.
Daryl: What was that everyone was sayin’ earlier? Oh yes, that’s right-the house always wins.
Alan: I’m nothin’ if not helpful.
Kim: The Desert Cats are the best at everythin’ they do.
Ricky: Well I’m gonna’ go back to The Wildboar ‘n’ check in on it, then go to bed.
Max: Me too.
Alan: Me three.
Daryl: Night everybody.
Everybody: Good night.
Alan: … Actually isn’t it mornin’ now?

#Kai returns to his hideout home and sits at his desk, looking at a pin board of notes and surveillance photos

Kai: Back to the drawing board then…

#Ricky gets to The Wildboar, finds the door left open

Ricky: What the-!?

#Ricky enters and witnesses the destruction

Ricky: Someone’s taken all the liquor! WHO!?

#Teddy made it back to his garage, kneeling over the toilet

(Teddy being sick)
Teddy: Heheheh… An’ Richard will never know. Mission success!… (Is sick again)

#Ant pays Cindy a visit at her house, talking over a drink of juice

Ant: Yeah, Meg’s just crashin’ at mine for the night… Or, mornin’. She may be there a few nights actually. Maybe permanent before long.
Cindy: Aww you poor thing Ant, having to walk all that way back.
Ant: It was nothin’, honest. No hardship is too difficult if at the end of it I get to see your beaming smile.
Cindy: You’re too sweet.
Ant: I gotta’ stop rollin’ around in sugar then.
Cindy: (Giggles)
Ant: We missed you there Cindy! You always come trekkin’ with us when you’re not roamin’ the likes of Denland or somewhere else in Alterra.
Cindy: Next time Ant. I promise.
Ant: I’m holdin’ you to that.

#Several hours later, Mikey and Tammy finally roll randomly into The Wasteland

Tammy: Finally! We’re back!
Mikey: Yaaaaaaaay! What time is it?
Tammy: … I can't read clock language. Maybe it took us a whole half an hour?
Mikey: Oh…

#Mikey gets out the car

Mikey: Good night Tammy!… Erm, good day even!
Tammy: Good… day to you too! I’ll just go leave the car outside Max’s house. Don’t wanna’ make him any more mad than we have!

#Mikey walks back to his house and enters, he frowns

Mikey: Huh?… Wait a minute…

#Mikey stands in his living room, every room whose door is open is showing bright pink wallpaper and matching carpet

Mikey: Something isn’t quite right here…

#Ali in-car with Ellie

Ali: So shall we go to Rington today? I know it’s quite far, but it’s a lovely place, I’m sure it’s your thing.
Ellie: Yeah! Ok.

#Ali drives past a building with police cars and ambulances, a lot of commotion

Ali: Hm. I wonder what’s going on over there.
Ellie: Wasn’t that where your meeting yesterday was?
Ali: Yeah. Looks quite serious too. Gee, if anything, I’m glad it wasn’t yesterday.
Ellie: I’d hate to think someone I know being hurt.
Ali: Me too Ellie, me too. Luckily though that’s not the case. I wonder what Sean’s up to actually…

#Ali's car drives off into the distance as a body is brought out on a stretcher

Ali: Hopefully I made a difference to him yesterday, given him a new lease on life.

#Max and Daryl talk in Max's kitchen

Max: I’ve given it time to simmer, ‘n’ I think you’re right. We can manage, with Billie ‘n’ all. I mean, I’m a smart guy! I’ll think of somethin’… Yeah, who’m I kiddin’? I’m screwed.
Daryl: (Twists his face with thought)
Max: What’s the matter with your face?
Daryl: I just feel like I’m forgettin’ somethin’…
Max: Don’t fret dad. You’ll be-
Daryl: (Eyes widen)
Max: -Oh shit, I know what we left…

#Buddy stood arguing with Hannah in Daryl's room

Buddy: Let me explain it to you one more bloody time woman-THIS. IS. MY. ROOM. I don’t care about the “previous guests” booking out and new ones coming in, me and my friends are still here! You understand?
Hannah: For the last time-I’m not fucking illiterate! And I DON’T EVEN WORK HERE!
Buddy: You’re a receptionist!
Hannah: At another damn hotel!
Buddy: Oh… Then what are you doin’ here?
Hannah: You happen to know an Antony Willis? I’ve been told you and your party are good acquaintances of his, to say the least.

#Gambler in a taxi

Gambler: Christine… It’s been… however long it’s been, yet you still looked like the girl I used to know so long ago. Lookin’ into your eyes, seein’ ‘em pass through me, not recognisin’ who I am was the most painful thing I’ve faced in my life. It’s like I’ve been blessed, allowed to see your face one more time after I made the mistake of walkin’ out on you. Once isn’t enough though…

#Camera pans from the taxi to show him crossing the border from Ferroper into Kelderhope
#Fade to The Wasteland again, a solitary, unrecognised car pulls up at the border of town

Man: The Wasteland, eh?… Oh, it feels good to be back home after all these years.

#From afar, the man is being watched by Ralph

Ralph: So that’s really him, huh?

#A man is stood besides Ralph

Voice: Yes Ralphie, it’s him. Quite a reunion we’re getting here, ain’t it? Just like the good old days…

#The man in the car spots Ralph and makes his way over

Ralph: The good old days… Yeah, sure.

#As the man gets to Ralph, the other man with him is Fake Ralph - Jed

Jed: So Ralphie, you gonna’ introduce me to Blondie here or what?
Man: Blondie? You tryin’ to say you don’t recognise me?
Jed: Can’t say I do, no.
Ralph: Jed, of course you know him. This is-
Man: Na-ah, give him a second to guess.
Jed: … Wait… You’re… ?
Man: Keep goin’.

#Close-up on Jed as he realises

Jed: … It’s been a long time.
Man: That’s one way of putting it.

#The man turns his back to Ralph and Jed, the camera follows to hide his face.

Man: See your brother here has made it back into town, Ralph. So what else we got?
Ralph: Coopers, Walkers, Chalmers and a certain Mr Kieran Kowalski.
Man: Walker, eh?
Ralph: Timothy and Kimberly, the kids. No Ernie. Hasn’t been since '91.
Man: Oh the kids! Of course… Start with them. They can pay the debt their father owes me then. Since he could be dead in a gutter in Barmera by now.
Ralph: I warn you, that Kimberly’s pretty feisty, real bad temper on her. And she’s the new leader of The Desert Cats. You remember who they were before they became an all-female pack, right? An’ who founded them?
Man: … (Snarls) Vincent…
Ralph: Yep. DeLoria of all people ended up creating a female race team… Seen it all now. Not that it was an all-female group when he was still around. Always wondered what happened with that poor bastard…
Man: Forget the past. Unless they show up here again in MY town, they’re as good as dead to me. No need to mention them. For now, I’d very much like to get to know these kids. The Walkers mostly. Coopers bore me, and Chalmers were never my problem, and still aren't as far as I'm concerned. I wanna’ see if their beloved father endowed anything into them. Especially the girl.

#Jed steps forward towards the man

Jed: Gonna’ send a message to Ernest, eh? Bet everyone thought they’d seen the last of you. Me too, actually Kenneth.

#Camera moves back to reveal the man as Ken Warrington – the 'psycho' founder

Ken: Oh, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.

~End credits