Right, can you get my camera out,|please?
- Come on.|- Don't take a picture.
- Is that the best you got?|- Afraid so.
- OK, get one of me.|- No, I'll take it at the top.
Pass it over.
Try and get some of that exposure in.|Show how high up we are.
Is that a golden eagle?
It's a golden eagle.|Buzzard. I don't know
Nah, it's way too big to be a buzzard.
Alison, come on.
- Stop pouting.|- What?
- Alison! Help me!|- Ed!
Jesus Christ, Alison!
- Shit!|- Rob, throw the rope.
- Guys!|- Alison!
- Ed!|- Alison, please! It's slipping!
It's gonna go!
I can't... I can't...|I can't get up!
- Help me!|- Rob!
Ed, just breathe!
- It's not gonna hold!|- Ed! Ed!
Ed, you have to listen to me.|Just breathe.
It's OK, but stop moving.|Keep it together.
Easy. OK, OK. Get your breath.
Get your breath.|Jesus Christ, what happened, guys?
- Alison, are you alright?|- Don't ask. Yeah, I'm fine.
Alright, mate, you're alright.|OK. Can you just pull yourself up?
- Thank God.|- Alison, you OK?
- I'm fine.|- Alright.
It's OK, keep going.|Just get your breath.
I lost my bloody camera.
I feel sick|and my hands won't stop shaking.
It's the adrenaline lag, mate.|Always hits you afterwards.
Don't ever have a concentration lapse|like that again, OK?
Methodical, every step. I mean it.
Complacency is a killer out here.
- We got away with cuts and bruises.|- Yeah.
Remind me why we do this again.
Because we don't surf.
- Hey.|- Hey.
- Hey.|- Hey. How you doing, honey?
- What time did you get here?|- About an hour ago. Just unpacking.
Yeah, we took the double room|with the en suite. If that's OK?
Fine. I'm not sleeping with him, am I?
Neither am I.
I'm Ed, by the way.
Oh, Ed. I'm sorry, mate.|Ed, Jenny. Jenny, this is Ed.
No, after you.
Oh, honey, can you bring me|the cutlery, please, babe?
It's in the jug on the dresser.
Smells like someone's died in here.
Yeah, it is a little stinky.|I'll open a window, let some air in.
That's just what Fred West|would have said.
In future, you should|bury your relatives outdoors.
- There's no phone?|- No.
And the window... is bust.
We've had a right result.
You know, with a bit of luck, she'll be|tucked up and fast asleep by now.
Your parents are such a pushover.
I miss her.
It's only been two days, Jen.
You take the high road
And I'll take the low road|And I'll be in Scotland
- Afore you|- No, no, no!
It's horrible. Girls, girls, stop.|Seriously, it's horrible.
- Please, cards, go.|- OK. OK.
No sex for you.
Right. So then, ten matchsticks|makes one bottle top?
Great. OK, thanks, guys.|It's a bit confusing, is all.
It really isn't.
- Be nice.|- What are you doing, Jen?
Ladies and gentlemen, I fold.
What have you got|that's so special?
- I fold.|- Me, too.
I'm gonna keep him honest. All in.
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