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What?

Hey, Alex, we're in the middle of nowhere.

Are you pissed off at me?

No.

- A bit, yeah. But...

- Why?

It doesn't...

Sophie, you and Taylor, there's no...

- Jesus.

- What?

He couldn't keep his f***ing eyes

off you earlier at the petrol station.

- You know what I'm taking about.

- What's got into you?

We're lucky that we're okay.

What? You don't get it, do you?

Don't you understand

what he's trying to do?

Are you f***ing thick?

Alex. Hey, baby.

Alex.

Take these.

- So you found them?

- Taylor had some.

- Hey.

- Hi.

I just got him some water and paracetamol.

Hopefully it'll lower his temperature,

help him sleep better.

- Thank you. How much?

- Peanuts. Don't worry about it.

Oh, and I got a doctor to stop by the room.

He's gonna stop at the hotel around 3:00

to check up on him.

Brilliant. Thank you.

- Here.

- I think it's better if I go on my own.

- Yeah, sure. No problem.

- Okay.

Alex?

Sh*t. Sh*t.

Alex? Alex?

God.

- I was looking for a picture.

- Okay.

- There's a picture... A photograph...

Jesus, look at you.

- Alex.

- Where are we?

- Okay, come on. Let's get out of here.

- Don't touch me. Don't touch me.

Sophie, you know what he did?

He f***ing...

- The pills... He's f***ing... Those pills.

- Alex.

I got to get the bus.

We've got to get the bus quick.

- I gotta get the bus.

- We're gonna get the bus.

I feel sick 'cause he's trying to poison...

I got you. I got you. I got you.

Don't touch me! Don't touch me!

Don't touch me! F*** off!

Get away from us!

Get the f*** away from us!

Alex.

Alex.

Alex. Hey.

Over here.

- Oh, sh*t. Sh*t.

- Hey, it's okay. It's okay.

Sophie's sleeping.

Got you some water.

How you feeling? Any better?

You know, Alex, you shouldn't treat people

the way that you do.

Don't cheat on people.

Don't lie to people.

It only comes back on you.

Who are you? Who the f*** are you?

Hey, you. How you doing?

Oh, f***.

Come on, Sophie.

Babe? Babe?

- I need to get some stuff out of the van.

- Okay, no worries.

- It's just in the parking lot.

- Is it fixed?

I fixed it.

The key.

- What, you want to get your backpack?

- Yeah.

- Oh, I brought it for you already, and Alex's.

- Oh, thank you.

Just brought it in when I went upstairs.

Popped in with some water for Alex.

- You saw Alex?

- You were asleep,

so I just kind of went

in. Didn't really talk.

Sh*t.

- What?

- My hand. It's just burning.

It was the accident. It keeps going like that.

- Really? Let me see.

- Yeah.

Comes and goes.

Thank you for bringing the bags back.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

- Okay.

Good night.

I saw you with him. I saw you.

So, what, you... Do you like Taylor?

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