The fear that everyone here lives in, the brutalterror.
We need each other.
Everything is, everything's fine.
Look, haven't I looked after things before?
No one bothers you and if you want something it's yours.
I can't get mixed up in this. I'm gonna be a dentist.
This is not part of the plan. Dental college is part of the plan, A-levels are part of the plan, dead people are not part of the plan, this is not dental college.
Alright. New rule; that word is banned.
And if anyone says it I'm going to have to, you know, bite their face. Or something.
Well, just say it then.
Cathy grinning, Brian crying.
It's quite exciting as well.
Better than ordinary life.
Doesn't everyone want to be us, come here in the woods?
You shouldn't threaten me John.
Are you on his side, Danny?
We have, we-
That just leaves you, Brian. You crying little piece of filth.
I think we should tell someone.
Me and Phil, it wasn't just Phil. I am responsible as much as he.
We were just having a laugh.
Laughing his head off.
Stubbed out cigarettes on him.
Dead. He's dead.
So. What do we do?
By the bridge, last week, a fat Caucasian male, 5 foot 9 inches say, with thinning hair and a postman's uniform, sad eyes, softly spoken.
The man who showed Brian his willy in the woods.
If everyone keeps their mouths shut we should be fine.
Apparently bonobos are our nearest relative.
Chimps are evil. They murder each other. They kill and sometimes torture each other to find a better position within the socialstructure.
Such sadness in those intelligent eyes. Empathy. That's what bonobos have.
Suddenly she grabs her throat.
She strangles herself, her face turning red.
She stops.
He's not going?
Is he off his head?
Who says you're supposed to be happy?
No. It's life that upsets the naturalorder. IT's us that's the anomaly.