Altar Page #2
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- 2014
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bricked-up doorway.
That would have been the
root cellar way back when
People closed them up
when fridges came in.
OK, well, give me
a couple of secs.
I can only do 3 days a
week and my lad even less,
if that still suits.
Well, you know, I'll
take what I can get.
the top of the house and work
our way down.
As I said, my client
wants to see the place
returned to its original state.
I think we might
get away with...
What was that?
It's just the boiler.
Well, are you sure
that's was it was?
It's not going to do
that all night, is it?
Can you go check, Dad?
Your mom wears the plumber's
pants in this house, sweetie.
Oooh!
Where do you think you're going?
I'm gonna shut down
the bloody boiler.
I'm not finished with you yet.
Jesus!
Oooh!
Whew.
Huh.
Aah!
Whoo! That felt great.
You've had a shower?
Yeah, piping hot
and great pressure.
I gotta hand it to you, Meg.
Alec, I turned the boiler off.
Yeah, very funny.
I thought I saw a woman
wandering around the garden.
Probably just some nosy
neighbor curious about
the newly arrived
aliens from London.
Maybe I'm just tired.
You know what I think?
I think you're more beautiful
now than when we first met.
I don't believe you.
Why?
I think you're wishing
I'd never cut my hair.
I'm obviously not the woman
you fell in love with, Alec.
I don't know what's
happened to her.
This... is your moment.
You're perfect as you are now.
But that's not me.
It's not.
Mmm...
Mmm...
What are you f***ing
doing to me?
Aah! Aah!
Aah!
Alec, stop it!
Don't take my picture!
No! Stop!
Stop it, Alec!
Please. Please.
No.
Stop it!
Penny?
Penny, the door's locked.
The key must have
dropped out somewhere.
Can you see it on the floor?
Penny!
Have you got your inhaler?
Sh*t!
Sh*t.
Coming!
Coming!
Oh, sh*t!
Penny, stand clear!
Uhh!
Where's your inhaler?
Here we go.
Exhale... and in, big one!
Good girl, and again.
And in.
There we go.
Let the medicine work.
OK. Deep breath.
Shhh, you're OK. You're OK.
There was a woman!
There was a woman.
No, it was just a bad dream.
No, I saw her.
It was just a dream.
What's happening?!
Don't worry, Harper. She's
just had an asthma attack.
Go on back to bed, darling.
No way. I'm sleeping
in your bed now.
You OK?
Yeah.
OK, so, who wants to
go to the beach today?
There's a town on the coast
called Whitby not far from here.
They put him in in a coffin
because the sunlight
burnt his skin.
Shut up, Harper.
I'm telling you, we're at the
center of the creepy universe.
Since when do you
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