The first 199 lines.
There's a destination. I made it for you, Amelia.
- You're amazing. - None of this was happening!
Until you came along.
- Me or him... choose. - I'm going away.
If she's hurt, I'll kill you.
You can't tell what's actual and what's not.
Please help me.
That does it. It lets you in. It's altering the base algorithm.
You've shown wonderful restraint, but now is the time.
- I concede you, Castor. - Castor is shy.
Love is... Love is love.
- Mr Adams? - That we'd all be together one day.
You won't believe it.
Take a life.
Any life.
Take your life.
Think about all the people you've encountered today.
This week.
This year.
Then think about how many people you'll encounter
in your entire existence.
Family, friends, colleagues, enemies, lovers.
The ones who stuck around.
The ones who got away.
Fleeting, stolen relationships.
Endless friendships that ended.
Consider the ones you loved and couldn't tell.
Or were afraid of.
Or secretly yearned to humiliate.
Or maybe suck out of the world.
Then consider how it would be if it were all possible.
If you weren't lost, buried in your stupid life.
But making it,
shaping and moulding it until you had everything you deserve.
And you were loved...
as you should be.
You're prettier than I thought you'd be.
Is he here?
We have to be patient.
Come.
Your room's upstairs.
Go and see.
What's your real name?
I'm Tippi and you're Mania.
We made it.
Run away.
You look nice.
Have a seat. There's plenty to keep us going.
A massive fucking freezer back there, totally loaded.
Bon appetit.
- It's good. - It is!
I'm a great cook.
I'll make amazing stuff for him. He won't believe it.
We'll have this, then burn your stuff.
- Why? - Because you need to.
Boy, do you need to.
Give me your money.
Passport?
It's in there.
Surprise.
Now you're really here.
Fucking 50 years old.
A few simple rules.
Take one every day.
What does it do?
He's trusting us.
All we have to do is believe.
Believe.
I'm so happy.
Mm.
The others will be here soon.
We'll all be happy.
Yes.
Continue on E65 for 61km.
Kyle?
Force, I have to pee.
Gotta get moving.
How long have we been driving?
I don't know, maybe 13 or 14 hours, I guess.
How hard is this thing to drive?
Hello, Mania.
You found me.
Well done.
It's around 25 seconds to go to the front door and turn right.
Take me for a walk.
I always loved this place.
When I was found and brought here,
I couldn't believe how beautiful it was.
To the right there's a path.
Start walking now and count.
One, two...
- Three, four... - When you reach 3,000...
- I'll be waiting. - Five, six, seven...
- eight... - Are you coming? I hope you are, Mania.
Ten, 11, 12...
You have reached your destination.
Kyle, I think we're there.
What do we do now?
Yeah?
Yeah.
Sure. OK.
No problem.
Fuck Adrian, right?
Gotta go to some place we can spend the night.
I hate this fucking run-around.
I want you to see what you mean to me.
How special you are.
Walk between the millstones.
Then you'll see.
You've had doubts, Mania.
I know you have.
Doubt has ruined your life.
You think others doubted you, but really...
you didn't believe in yourself.
That's why monsters chase you.
But they won't here.
Promise.
It's here.
I'm here.
I'm here.
Where were you?
Swimming.
Where?
Don't you know?
Know what?
Are you still with me, Mania?
Not far to go now.
You're unsure if you can believe in me.
But you can.
I want you to see what you mean to me.
How special you are.
Walk between the millstones.
Then you'll see.
You've had doubts, Mania.
I know you have.
Let's eat.
I'll take you there tomorrow.
It's so beautiful there, Tippi.
You wouldn't believe it.
It's here.
It's real.
I thought I would be the special one.
Not a little runaway drug whore any more.
We're all runaways, Tippi.
He told me things, too.
Just me.
What?
I stop the witch.
Then he'll come.
You have reached your destination.
Well, this is a real treat.
You sent us here?
Me. They send me.
Tomorrow we'll get there.
And then...?
Grab her and run.
Isn't that what you want?
Why are you helping me?
You made me work things out.
Everything's clear now.
I need a shower.
I'll take the chair.
What will you do afterwards?
I don't get afterwards.
Before sucks, too.
Jocasta, she's afterwards, isn't she?
She's waiting for you.
Everything can't work out.
No?
- Why not? - People.
They're not what they seem.
They lie.
How?
It don't matter now.
Get some sleep.
I'm cold.
Jocasta.
Jocasta.
No! No, you don't do that!
What the fuck are you doing?
Hello, Shadowfax.
Funny, you look smaller than I imagined.
Where is she?
I know.
Oh, you'll see her soon.
Hopefully.
Your GPS is programmed.
Go.
If you can.
Bitch!
Bitch!
You're ruining it!
What are you doing?
Don't run away from me.
We had a deal.
I take you there.
Continue on A30 for 11km.
Then turn left on to A36.
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