Trevor

It's beautiful.

It's, it's remote.

But we do.

We have Antxon.

Handyman.

From the north of the country, I think.

Don't know.

He speaks about four words of English.

"Hello.

Money.

More money.

And wine."

Except he says Bine.

With a B.

Well come over.

Next year.

There's lots of space.

Okay.

Love you too.

Bye.

- Panic attack again? - Yes.

What do you think?

A bit early.

Bit early like the people in the village.

Drinking wine.

Chatting.

Together.

Hi, I'm Lyn.

Hi.

I'm Lyn.

Die, motherfucker.

Die!

Where were you Doomsong88?

Wendy!

Wendy!

The bloody power's out and I've got a conference call.

Who with?

Does it matter?

I have to be on it.

No, I suppose not.

Why can't you use your mobile?

I can't.

I need my computer.

Oh.

It's that type of conference call.

For your witchcraft.

It's not witchcraft.

It's Warcraft.

"World of Warcraft".

A special gathering

from the West Coast to Asia.

Been arranged for weeks.

Yes, so have our visitors.

I know.

I just have to do this call first.

And then I'll cook the lamb.

All in time for Jen.

Does anything work in this fucking place?

Where's that guy, Antman?

It's Antxon.

Antxon!

The fridge isn't working

and the lamb's getting warm,

which I'm bloody sure mean it'll be covered in ants

by the time I blink

because once those little bastards figure out

the power's off, they'll be all over it.

So why don't you cook it now and eat it later?

I can't cook it now because the power's off.

That means the oven's off too.

Well then cook it outside on a bloody barbecue.

We haven't got a bloody barbecue.

Well then it's time for a quest.

A quest to make a bloody barbecue.

Away from the world of witchcraft.

Make a bloody barbecue?

Are you going to help me?

Antman!

Antman!

Hello rock.

Let's roll.

Wendy.

Wendy!

Can I borrow your lighter. - I don't smoke.

When did you stop?

When we moved here.

I never realised.

Well are there any matches?

There's none in the living room.

You told me to build a bloody barbecue.

And have you?

Yes.

But I can't light it. - Antxon has a lighter.

But he's not here.

And I need to cook.

Now.

Antman!

Right.

Bollocks.

- That's him. - What is he doing?

Gardening?

- Jen. - Hi Dad.

Lighter.

Got a lighter on you haven't you?

No I don't have a lighter.

Why has everyone stopped?

Have you got a lighter?

- No, I- - Scour the house!

There must be matches in there somewhere.

A lighter of some kind.

These things, useless.

God's sake.

Come on, Dave. - Find matches

or a lighter of some kind.

There must be one in there somewhere.

Jen.

Jen.

"Hello Dave.

Nice to finally meet you after, what?

A decade of nothing?

Jen's told me all about you."

Except I haven't.

Yeah, he's a bit mad.

Banging those stones together

like he thinks they're flint.

I just want to talk to him.

And he just wants a lighter from me.

How does he always manage to piss me off?

Just give it a minute.

I've given him 10 years.

So another minute won't kill you.

Hello?

Hello.

I'm Wendy.

And you're Jen.

And you're Dave?

Hello.

So you found us okay?

I was expecting...

Platinum blonde.

Like- No.

Never been platinum.

Or like.

Please, sit down.

Quite a long drive in the end.

Of course.

You must be thirsty.

I'd love a cup of

Wine?

- Okay. - Oh good.

I was hoping we'd have something in common.

Glasses are over there.

I used to work in catering.

Fire!

Fire!

Shit.

We forgot to look for the matches.

Try the kitchen.

The cupboard under the sink.

Ah, Finchy.

This is Trevor's daughter.

Nothing here.

Try the cupboard on the left.

No, the far left.

I'm Lyn.

And you're? - Jen.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you too.

You've changed

Wendy calls me Finchy.

It's a nickname from years ago.

But I'm Lyn.

Found some.

Cheers.

Now we have fire.

Get the tongs.

Now what?

Tarpaulin!

Pretty sure we don't have a tarpaulin.

He needs a tarpaulin.

We haven't got a tarpaulin.

Okay.

Thanks.

No tarpaulin.

What do you mean?

No tarpaulin.

Right.

You, now.

Be a starfish.

What?

Come on man.

Be a starfish.

What are you talking about?

You should model.

Isn't she gorgeous?

Mmm.

Gorgeous.

Gorgeous.

Be right back.

Right.

Now what?