Run

Are you following me?

- Alice! - Alice!

You're the very famous Billy Johnson.

Yeah.

I'm really glad that she doesn't know

about the real reason you texted her.

My love and I

made a pact that one day, one of us would text "run."

I can't wait to read the book.

I gave you a lot of money.

I'd quite like some more.

Give me that bag of cash, because...

Billy!

I was in your hotel last night,

and now that I've got Lawrence's number...

Fiona, Alice, she isn't following you, okay?

- She's following me. - I gave Alice the money.

- Oh, you... No! - Billy! We're on a train!

She literally can't have gone far.

- Fiona! - Fuck you!

My love and I made a pact that one day,

one of us would text "run,"

and if the other person texted "run" back within 24 hours,

we would meet at Grand Central Station in New York,

get on a train,

and voom.

One week across America.

At the end of the line, we'd have to decide

to stay together

or never see each other again.

November 28th, 2005,

I texted her. I heard nothing back.

January 12th, 2008, she texted me,

but I was busy, so

we've never actually done it.

I woke up this morning with a funny sort of a feeling.

I wondered, what if today is the day?

What if she would text back today? So...

I am about to text her,

and if, miraculously, she texts back,

I'm gonna grab that bag and leave here,

and I'm gonna meet her on that platform.

And whatever happens next

will be the premise of the new book deal

you're about to offer me.

So, you ready?

R... U... N...

Yes!

Mm-hmm.

- We can't. - We have to.

- No, we can't! It's dangerous! - Yes, we can! Look at me!

- Oh, no, fuck! All right. No, I don't want to! - Come on! Go! Go!

Ruby!

Oh! Yeah!

Baby! That was awesome!

Fuck off. Fuck, I'm broken.

- No! Stand up. - Oh, fuck! No, no, no.

- Shake it down. - Right, yeah. Okay.

- Okay. Okay. - Oh. Oh no!

My coat's on that train.

I love that coat.

Oh, come on.

- There she is! - Oh no, wait, Ruby! Ruby!

Ruby. Ruby.

- Ruby... - Come on.

See? She's an idiot.

- Let's get her. - Yeah!

Okay. Easy does it.

I loved that fuckin' coat.

We're comin' to get you!

I'm gonna call your husband!

That's our money!

You won't get away with it!

Wait, wait, wait. Ruby. She's... she's saying she'll call your husband.

No!

Fuck you!

- No! - No!

Oh, why don't you just fuck off?

Fiona, you total bitch!

- Walk faster or she'll be gone. - She won't be gone.

- Fuck. She's gone. - Shit.

How long have you been working together?

Nearly seven years.

She was only a temp at first,

but then she just kept on doin' stuff.

She was answering the phones,

making me tea when I didn't ask her.

Then she was doing the schedules, and pretty soon,

I couldn't scratch my arse without her help.

She sounds exceptional.

She was. It was a fuckin' nightmare.

Hey, um...

Have you slept with her?

What sort of a question is that?

- Of course I have. - Oh.

We were working together for seven years.

Oh...

It would've been rude not to.

Mmm.

Where is she?

Hey!

Oh fuck.

You think she went in there?

I hope not.

- Let's go. - Yeah.

Hello?

Oh, this is so fucked up.

Hello?

I don't wanna...

Hello?

Someone's upstairs! Did you hear that?

- No. No! - Someone's upstairs!

Over here!

Hello?

Oh, why don't you fuck off?

You shouldn't break into people's houses.

- I fell over. - Fiona, just give me my money.

Jesus Christ.

I've got this.

Fiona.

Did you call Laurence?

When would I have the time to call your husband?

You know, I've barely had the chance to send him this.

Oh, come on! Turn it off!

What the fuck is that?!

- You're so dead! Gimme that! - Don't!

Oh...

Don't come one step closer, okay?

- Okay! - Fucking traitor. And you!

- If you're gonna put all your eggs in his... - Look!

I am sorry about the meltdown with Jackie.

And I'm sorry about calling everybody cunts.

And I know it's been sudden and we've lost money,

and that's all been hard on you, but Jesus Christ,

it's just money! It isn't people!

You can't really care that much.

I mean,

maybe you're just in love with me, okay?

If that's the case.

Then I know that my being your boss

would have been hard on you, too. And I get that.

Okay, give it a rest, Billy.

- What? Don't you start! - Just... you know.

I'm sure she's good without the condescending speech,

Jesus Christ. And also,

money is important. Maybe you don't know that

'cause you've never gone without it, you know?

Fiona, did you call Laurence?

Just gimme the money!

I'm sorry...

- Ow! - She cut your finger!

Hey! Hey!

I got it, I got it!

- Did he tell you about our plans? - What plans?

- Shut the fuck up. - Yeah.

It's not the only secret I've been keeping, now, is it, Ruby?

- What? What? - Nothing. Just forget it.

Yeah, just forget about all those little people...

- wondering where you are. - You know, I don't know what she's...

I know she's got fucking kids, Fiona.

You knew?

I saw the picture on your phone.

- Why didn't you say anything? - Why didn't you say anything?

That's why I couldn't sleep with you on the train.

Why?

'Cause you thought that I would have a flappy vagina?

No! No, it was just... It was just the thought

of doing it with a mom, you know?

Of breaking up a family. Of breaking up a family, I meant.

What the fuck!

- No! Not like... - Billy. Billy!

People come to you for words,

and yet all that seems to flow out of your mouth is shit!

I... I've been spinning your shit into gold

for the past seven years, and now...

you don't want it anymore.

Well, you can take my career away from me,

but you can't take this.

- No, what are you doing? - No, no!

Get the bag, get the bag!

Get off me!