WHISPERING The coat went missing from my house
and I turn up here and you're wearing my coat. No!
I just get this innate feeling that she's a massive slag.
I don't understand what your problem is with her.
I don't know if Nic likes red wine but I know you do.
She's not into blokes, I know that,
and if she is into blokes, it's just cos she wants to get to the wife.
You must be Jen's mum. Who?
That's not Jen, that's Katya!
You're not going to answer that!
I have to. Jen!
Stay on the phone, I'll be as quick as I can. Just stay where you are.
RADIO CHATTER
INTERNAL: Oh, my God. That's where I lost my virginity,
in that bush over there.
SCOFFS Toby Fletcher.
His breath always smelt weirdly like Pritt Sticks.
And afterwards, we went to Prezzo and the food fell off his fork
but he didn't notice and he still put the fork in his mouth
and ate nothing.
FORKING idiot.
No, I don't know anything about a watering can.
Ridiculous question.
HIGH-PITCHED GIGGLING
They didn't eat anything for two days,
and then went to the Pizza Hut buffet.
They managed 72 slices each,
and then the manager said they were taking the piss and kicked them out.
Shit. That's £1 for the swear jar, Becca!
Oh, piss off, Kev. £2! There was nothing in the small print
that said the unlimited buffet was limited,
cos then it wouldn't be unlimited. It would be limited.
Don't you think, Becca?
Becca.
I couldn't give a shit, Jo.
£3. Oh, give it a rest, Kev.
What? No, look, if no-one's sticking to the rules for the swear jar,
it will mean no money to put behind the bar at pub golf.
Nobody wants to go to pub golf, Kev.
Why? Cos you're going to fucking be there.
Right, I better do some work before that twat gets on my case.
I've arranged everything...
...but you have to be the one to do it.
Can you just leave us alone?
Hiya, just to let you know,
there's a tin of tomatoes exploded an Aisle 4
and there's an elderly couple skating on it like Torvill and Dean.
So, if you could just...
Yes, I've done all the chutneys.
That's fantastic. I'm just going to give those a tick, then, shall I?
Yeah, put two, if you like. Two, lovely.
Why is she here? You should've started at half nine.
I know, I was helping a customer.
Well, it better not happen again.
Oh, so you don't want me to help a customer?
OK, well, you're the manager, mate.
I mean, that seems positively bonkers to me. Get on with it!
I asked you not to put me on a shift with her, Gavin, and she's here.
I needed her to cover for Sandra cos Sandra's grieving for her dog.
Not Pippin. Pippin? Yeah, Pippin.
She loved that dog like a child. Absolutely.
Poor little thing. Yeah.
No, I'm glad that dog's dead.
Yeah, he was bleeding her dry. Pippin was her rock!
Pippin's vet bills cost more than her bungalow, Gavin, I'm sorry.
You can diss anybody in here, but you diss Pippin, nah!
Listen, if she is here today, then I want to go home.
You are not going home. I am short-staffed.
Look at this place. It's heaving!
I can't rearrange the entire schedule
just cos the pair of you have had some silly little playground spat.
Get on that bloody till or it'll be like Christmas Eve 2018 again,
and God knows, none of us need that.
Right, well, wait till HR hears about this.
Yeah, go on, tell 'em. I will.
Yeah, go on, then. I will. Yeah, see if I care. I will!
Fucking prick. What?
What?
CLATTERING
She said, "You prick."
I heard what she said, Kev!
INTERNAL: I will never, ever...
...ever, ever, ever, ever, ever,
ever, ever...
...give up on you, Becca.
Not too busy on a Sunday, is it?
No, it's really quiet today.
I'm walking the dog later.
Oh, really? Where are you going?
Just... just in the park, actually.
Nearest.
A bit muddy.
Yeah, get the wellies on.
Yeah! Yes, it is, yeah.
Oh!
What's happened? Not to worry, it's just an accident.
What's the matter with you today?
God's sake, they're organic as well!
Go finish off Aisle 2. I'll sort this out.
Kev!
I am so sorry, sir.
We'll... we'll get you some new ones right away, OK?
Oh.
TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS
And I don't want to be a knobhead about this.
I'm sorry I'm letting you go.
I know it's nearly Christmas and everything,
but you're a terrible employee.
RECORDING: I feel like you're not even giving me a chance because
there's a real reason that you haven't got the balls to tell me about.
I've given you plenty of chances, Jen. I'm sorry.
You can't throw that at me.
I've only worked here a couple of months. Plenty of chances?!
I know, and I can see how bad you are in a couple of months, love.
Right, and this has got nothing to do with Becca, has it?
No, you're a liability.
How? What about this threat of a restraining order? What about that?
INTERNAL; I'm not going to think about Becca.
I'm going to think about myself.
I'm not going to get involved with anyone's business.
I'm going to put me and Harry first.
SHE SIGHS
Oh, and I need to do squats every day
or I'm always going to have a flat arse.
I know I shouldn't say that cos I'm the manager but you are...
Tickets, please, madam.
Haz, do you need a wee?
No, no.
Just come and try to squeeze one out before we get off, yeah?
Mum, that's gross! Come on.
Take your bag.
Thank you.
Ticket, please, sir?
Just like Harry Potter... Yeah, yeah, whatever.
...on a train for your first day at your new school.
All right, all right, I'd be in Gryffindor. Would you? Yep.
Like, the sorting hat wouldn't even touch my head.
It would just shout, "Gryffindor!"
Gryffindor! Gryffindor!
Gryffindor!
Don't pick that up, that's not a balloon.
Come on, you excited? All right.
I can't believe you made me wear this.
All the other kids are literally going to slaughter me.
Yeah, well, it's either that or wear one of mine, so...
Hi.
Uh, excuse me. Yeah?
It's Harry's first day and we're running late, obviously.
I can't wait. Yeah, and I've forgotten the code for the gates.
Oh, right. Do you think you could let me know what it is?
Um... Do you know, I'm not actually sure I'm allowed to?
OK.
Do you think you could just open it for us, let us in?
I do feel really bad about this but I just...
...I don't want to get anyone into trouble, you know?
Who are you going to get into trouble? Sorry.
Sorry.
OK, good luck!
Thanks so much. Oh, lovely. Good for you!
It's not working.
Oh, are you having problems with the gate?
It's Harry's first day and... 2478.
Sorry, what? 2478.
OK.
Pikachu, got to catch 'em all!
Thank you so much.
No problem.
Ollie, please, can you...?
Thanks again. Thank you.
INTERNAL: Oh, my God, she's brilliant.
I mean, she's giving off a really strong Elton John vibe but...
...thank you, Elton!
SINGS: ♪ Got to catch 'em all. ♪
Maybe I should get some sunglasses like that.
You are Jennifer McKenna, right? Yeah, that's right.
Just to remind you, this is temporary emergency accommodation.
You will be here for...
...however long it takes for more suitable permanent housing. OK.
Have you got any next of kin as an emergency contact nearby maybe?
Yeah, my mum. I can...
...I can write down her details. Yeah, that would be great.
Really lucky to have found this so last-minute. Oh, great. Yeah.
Just get that out there.
They did find four mummified budgies in the back of the freezer.
But don't worry, I think they've put in a new one.
Toaster, sink there, fridge... OK, great.
Yeah. That, that can go.
We will need to get someone to remove that, if you don't want it.
OK. Oh, God. What time is it? I've got to go. I've got a date.
Keys. Oh, thank you.
INTERNAL: I wonder what Elton John's doing now?
Maybe she's thinking about me.
No, Jen, stop.
PHONE RINGS
Shit, I'm going to be late.
All right, here you go. I'll call you Jennifer.
Well, you can just call me Jen, if you like.
No, I think Jennifer's better. Mind your head.
So, Mrs Baggett is quite particular.
SHE LAUGHS
Sorry, what's funny?
Oh, nothing. Just...
...Baggett. No. No, just ignore me.
Anyway, she's really, really lovely, right?
But she's also very racist.
Oh, hello, Mrs Baggett. How are you today?
What's all this?
Well, this is Jennifer.
She's... she's just doing a trial with us, with...
Where's Katya?
We had that chat last week, remember? Katya's left.
Oh, has she? Yes, she's having a baby.
She's rather old for that sort of thing, isn't she?
Anyway, Jennifer's going to be doing your cleaning from now on, so...
You're not from Poland, are you?
I'm sorry, would that be a problem?
They eat carp for Christmas.
It's only a trial, Mrs Baggett, just to see how you all get on, yeah?
So, can we come in?
All right, then. So, you want me to...? Yeah, yeah, you go.
OK. Thank you.
I've just had a run round with the Hoover. See you in an hour, OK?
I don't want anyone thinking I live in a pigsty. Viv!
And I can't stand a Continental breakfast.
What sort of lunatic eats meat and cheese for breakfast?
Clarissa, you know I have already done that.
Oh, no, no! It's no bother.
Well, yeah, it's no bother cos I've already done it.
It's completely clean already. Mm?
Don't worry, it's fine.
Is there...? Clarissa?
Yeah.
That's your name, isn't it?
Mrs Baggett.
When I lived in Singapore,
Daphne told me that one keeps one's servants on a very formal basis.
Right, why don't we figure out a time when you're not here?
Oh, no, no, I'm always here.
INTERNAL: Well, I've got to find out what her name is.
I can't keep calling her Elton John.
OK, so, Ollie.
Do you like curry?
Hmm...
It was lovely. Nicola...
Peanuts sprinkled all over the top... Harris.
Oh, God. I can see how this evening's going to go.
I'm going to end up on her brother's cousin's Facebook,
looking at photos from three years ago.
Oh, I do miss those days. They were very happy days, I must say...
What?
...playing mah-jongg with Daphne.
Where's Tippy?
Tippy, Tippy, Tippy, Tippy!
You dirty Bertie!
No, you can't get involved, Jen.
My turn? Your turn.
I would say, I think you might... you might struggle a bit with this one.
Really? INTERNAL: God, I can smell the desperation pouring off of you.
You must be sat on that fucking app all day, just waiting for a message.
ALOUD: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, OK.
INTERNAL: You've definitely done this before.
Whoo! Come on, what sort of person?
Am I... am I famous?
Am I... am I an athlete?
An athlete? In bed. Am I an athlete in bed?
INTERNAL: This is what Nicola has settled for!
I bet you really think you are, don't you?
An athlete in bed.
Have I said the wrong thing? What could you have said?
All right, I'm just...
I think maybe, shall we...? I don't know.
I'm getting a bit bored of this game now.
Tom Jones.
INTERNAL: I was so right to come here. He is such a prick.
One second... Hang on, what are you doing? Put it down, put it down.
No, no, no. I just want to see what's on your head.
It really suits you, actually.
What is this? I just, you know...
I just thought everyone might like to know
that you are a married man... Yeah, I fucking told you that.
...who's been trawling Tinder for a quick shag...
Trawling Tinder? What are you talking about?
...even though you've got a wife and a kid at home.
Oops! Fuck's sake! You fucking psycho!
Oh, I'm a psycho. That's so sweet! Yeah, you're a psycho!
Dom, it was so great to meet you. I can't believe you're going.
Fuck off!
Hello! You all right, Dad?
Oh, God, what's that?
What? Oh, Stuart spilt wine on me over lunch. Idiot.
So annoying.
RECORDING: You've got a wife and three kids at home but
you've been messaging me on Tinder!
What are you doing, you sicko?
INTERNAL: I mean, the rest of it is good, but I've outdone myself here.
RECORDING: I'm a psycho. That's so sweet! Yeah, you're a psycho.
INTERNAL: Nicola needs to know about this. I should call her
and tell her. Ugh, Jen, no. It's three in the morning.
Ah, fuck it! PHONE BEEPS
PHONE VIBRATES
Hello?
No, I can't tell her now.
DAN SNORES
HE MURMURS SLEEPILY
We'll go for a nice coffee somewhere and I'll tell her.
And she'll say, "Oh, Jen, thank you so much for telling me."
I'll say, "Nic, it's fine." And she'll say, "Thank you, Jen.
"I would've been stuck in this relationship if it wasn't for you.
"Oh, my God, Jen. What did I do before I met you?"
I think we have got pretty much everything covered,
so you can just join them, whichever stall you like.
Helen's doing the tombola. Mm-hm. Nic's on Splat The Rat.
Splat The Rat - that sounds good. Yeah? Yeah. OK.
I'll let her know you'll be joining her.
Great.
So is Harry here or is he coming a bit later with his dad?
Oh, no, he's... he's in the loo.
He's probably, er, clogging it up with a massive shit.
Harry's dad is?
Sorry? Are you with Harry's dad?
What?!
RAT SQUEAKS, BLOW ECHOES
So it's Jen, isn't it? Yeah, yeah.
Sorry. She said you're Nic. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ollie's mum? Yes. Yeah, that's right.
I know you're not going to judge me. Yeah?
Do you want some gin?
Oh, yes! I could kiss you!
Don't do that. Just make it weird.
You're great. I... try.
Where have you been?
Just, you know, up the road.
Look, Haz, Nanny's here. Come in, come in. Hi, Nanny.
How are you, sweetheart? You going to come and give me a big hug, then?
Erm...
Oh, right, right, right. Too grown-up for that now, eh?
Come on, sit down. Well, look, I can't stay long.
I've, erm... Yeah, yeah. Yeah. You know, you didn't have to come round.
You could've just phoned or something. How did you get here?
Well... Well, I had to get the bus, actually... Why?
...because John's car's in the garage, yeah.
Right.
PHONE VIBRATES Oh, sorry.
Speak of the devil! Hello?
INTERNAL: How can she stand being married to someone
who cares more about a car than he does about his own wife?
Yeah, yeah. I will.
Keep going, mate.
Please, John.
Yeah, I will. You know what she's like. Yeah, OK.
Yeah, yeah. Bye, bye.
That was John. He's, er... Someone has, you know,
they've keyed his car, you know the MG?
It just keeps happening, doesn't it? What you trying to say?
Oh, it's just really expensive, Jen, that's what I'm saying.
You're not just telling me, you're not saying... Jen! ..what you ACTUALLY want to say.
You're the one that's come round here, so just ask me.
You think I did it?
Do you?
Never believe me anyway.
CARDS SLAP ON TABLE
INTERNAL: Oh, wow.
That car looks great.
That garage have done a good job. Looks good as new.
DISCORDANT SCRAPING
Oh, well!
OK, see you later.
Goodbye, Katya! That's not my name.
DOOR LATCH SHUTS
That would be fanta... Erm...
Probably the best thing to do is if I...
Oh, God, sorry! Can I call you back in two seconds?
Nic?
Oh, my God!
You lost your cat? No, I did lose my cat, found him now.
Oh, great! Why don't we... celebrate?
Hello! Come in! How are you?
CHORUS OF GREETINGS
Dan, this is Jen. Jen, this is Dan.
Hi! Hi.
Nice to meet you. Dan.
Well, have a brilliant time at bowling... I'm Jen.
It's getting on a bit, innit? Shall we just whack a film on?
No, we organised this. I know, but... I'm having my girls' night.
HE SIGHS
Right, have a good time. Bye! DAN GROANS
DOOR SLAMS
MUSIC: The Bad Touch by Bloodhound Gang
One, two, three... Ugh!
♪ Baby, sex is a Texas drought
♪ Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about
♪ So put your hands down my pants and I bet you'll feel nuts... ♪
Hello! All right?
Oh, dear.
Hi! Good time?
Yeah, it was fun, wasn't it?
NIC, SLURRING: Could you make up the bunk in Ollie's room?
Or Jen's going to sleep on the sofa.
I'm not fussy, I'll sleep on the sofa.
Huh? You all right?
Yeah, no, I'm good.
Just didn't realise they were staying, that's all.
Thank you, Dan.
OK.
He's so great with the kids, isn't he?
Good guy.
That's the least he can do.
I do that all the time.
Dan! Dan!
IN SILLY VOICEES: Dan! Dan!
Woo-oo! Dan!
THEY DESCEND INTO LAUGHTER
All right? That is good. Did you like that?
Yeah, it's very good.
We're playing Silly Heads. Just the right amount.
No, it's Sticky Heads!
Whose idea was it to play this? It was my idea!
So you know what the rules are? Course I do.
So... am I Tom Jones?
Where would you even get that? I don't know.
I'm not Tom Jones? Not a million miles away, though.
I don't know why. For some reason, I just had Tom Jones in my head.
Am I a man?
You are male.
She's so great.
Don't do that. Why are you doing that? What are you doing?
What do you mean, what am I doing? Have you said anything? What are you talking about? What have I got
to say? Don't quite know what you're playing at. I'm playing
Sticky Heads, mate. OK, cool.
Viva Las Vegas!
LAUGHTER
JEN HUMS SOFTLY
TOILET FLUSHES
♪ You don't even know me... ♪
God, there's a fly in here that's kamikaze!
Gone straight into the bowl as I was flushing it, Jen.
Right. Wouldn't go in there for a while.
NIC GIGGLES Mate, we've run out of wine.
Oh, you're kidding!
Yeah. Just found this port, though.
Oh, yes, yes, yes. All right?
Do you know what I really miss? What? The McRib.
The McRib!
I mean, how dare they?! JEN LAUGHS
Are you OK?
SOBBING: I knew I'd end up crying at some point this evening.
Do you know, we were actually going to run away
together that night?
NIC SNIFFLES AND SOBS
God, that sounds like some...
...Richard Curtis film.
But the night that Alex died,
we were going to run away together.
And he told me he actually wanted to have a baby.
Oh, my God, no!
Sorry we woke you.
No, erm... that's fine.
Is he OK? Yeah, he's fine.
Just having a wee before we go. Good.
Er...
I didn't expect to see you in my house.
Well, yeah, I was shocked to see you, as well.
Really?
I didn't know this was your house, no. Really? OK.
What, you think I knew you lived here?
I'm not a psycho.
Er...
Because this is, this, that, this has never happened before.
Like, I've never done that. You've never done that?
Like that was a one-... No, I'd never done that before.
This, it was, erm... First time?
See... I mean, you don't know me, but I've not...
It was a moment of madness, and I...
I don't even know what I was doing.
I don't know. It just didn't really seem that way, from your profile.
It was quite, er, quite detailed, wasn't it?
I said I was married, didn't I? And I was being honest about that.
And I said I was looking for fun. But that was just being, you know...
Yeah? It's nothing to do with you, to be honest. This is between me...
Well, you made it something to do with me because you messaged me.
I've apologised. I'm sorry. Let's just move on. Let's not... She doesn't need to know anything,
OK? You don't think Nic needs to know what her husband's doing behind her back?
No, I don't think she needs to know. Personally,
I think Nic deserves a bit better than that.
Look, what do you want? What are you doing?
I want you to see the error of your ways.
TOILET FLUSHES
Right, you go up. I can... I can see myself out.
OK, great.
Sleep well!
RECORDING: If you're not happy with Dan, why can't you leave now?
No, I'd never do it to Ollie. Never.
You have a choice, Nic. You can do something about it.
INTERNAL: This'll be great.
We could just waft around in our matching coats
like Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan...
...before they hated each other.
PHONE CLICKS
While D...
He's just a really boring bastard!
CHEERS
So definitely D, then.
So here we go.
Roast!
Absolutely.
CHEERING
You all right up there, boys?
SCATTERED APPLAUSE
What's so funny?
INTERNAL: Oh, God. Of course she fucking cleans here!
We can't have that big TV on. There's an energy crisis going on.
BOOMING PARP
RASPING PARP
Hello? I know you're in here with me.
Hello?
ECHOING HONK
I can hear you. PARP!
I can feel that. I can feel your pain.
PARP!
Can you see me?
Show yourself to me!
All right, mate? Where have you been?
Sorry, just been on the phone to my mum. Had to hang up,
like, eight times. She wouldn't shut up.
What's this doing out?
Oh, dunno. Maybe the kids got it out.
That's him.
So, hello. This is the boring speech.
I am Dan's younger, better-looking brother.
That's how it all fucking started on my wedding day.
It's a real privilege...
Alex and Dan were so close.
RECORDING: And you don't choose who you fall in love with.
We tried to break it off,
but we'd always come back together, like magnets.
Who came back, you or him? He would always come back.
Well, then, it seems like he was the one that was instigating things.
And it's his brother he's doing it to.
I'm not blaming you, Nic.
How could Alex do that to his own brother?
Bitch!
You've, like, taken sides?!
Gimme my coat! What are you doing?! What is going on, Nic?!
Hey. Hey.
I want my coat back!
It's not your coat! Let me look in the pocket, then!
Are you all right? Did she hurt you?
No, don't. I'm fine.
Look, I tell you what'll cheer you up. Have you seen this gif?
It's really funny. A little lizard in a tiny bikini.
Yeah, I've seen it. All right, well...
DROPS KEYS
Ow, shit!
Ugh!
BROKEN POTS CLATTER
What's going on?!
Katya? You're late!
My name's not sodding Katya, OK?!
Katya went back to the Czech Republic
cos you're such a doddery old racist!
Czechoslovakia! No! NOT Czechoslovakia!
It hasn't been Czechoslovakia since 1993!
Oh, fiddle-poppycock!
Hi, Viv. Just got off the phone to Mrs Baggot.
Oh, yeah? How was she?
She was distraught, as I think you probably know.
Really? Can't think why that would be.
Well, because you destroyed her hanging baskets.
She must be getting me confused with Katya.
No, she was not getting you confused with Katya.
Also, I got your references back.
So that resulted in a very illuminating phone chat with Gavin.
Don't want to be nasty or anything, do you know what I mean?
But she's bat shit crazy, Viv. Honestly.
Yeah, well, he's a prick.
He told me all about Rebecca Smith.
You really should have told me about those complaints
before you filled in the application form.
It's not exactly the kind of thing I want to brag about, Viv.
All right. Well, I think you know what our company policy is.
I think I can guess. So we'll be needing your polo shirt back.
And if you could wash it to get rid of the negative energy,
that'd be very much appreciated.
I'm not going to wash the shirt!
Well, if you could wash the shirt...
I'm not going to wash the shirt.
PHONE BUTTONS BEEP
PHONE RINGS AND VIBRATES
Aah!
Not picking up to you, you psycho. Why you ringing me?
Hey!
LINE GOES DEAD
PHONE BEEPS
F...!
MUSIC: Whole Again by Atomic Kitten
♪ If you see me walking down the street
♪ Staring at the sky and dragging my two feet
♪ You just pass me by
♪ It still makes me cry... ♪ Fuck's sake!
♪ But you can make me whole again... ♪
Fucking psycho!
I'M a psycho?! Yeah, you're a psycho. That's so sweet! It was so nice to meet you.
♪ If you see me with another man
♪ Laughing and joking
♪ Doing what I can... ♪
This isn't fun.
♪ Cos I want you around... ♪
And I'm so cold that I can't even feel my bum. Sh!
Get down!
♪ Looking back on when we first met
♪ I cannot escape and I cannot forget
♪ Baby, you're the one... ♪ DOORBELL
Hi, can we come in? Nic's not in.
That's all right, we can wait for Nic, that's fine. Hi, Ollie.
Look, I want to talk to you about Nic.
I want to know what's going on.
Do you know what's wrong with her? She annoyed at me or something?
Yes.
OK. And why? Why would that be?
Do you know why?
Well, I mean, yeah, we've spoken. Right.
Look, Dan, I'm not here for a fight.
I've deleted all the pictures and the video I took of you.
Oh, aren't you kind?
What have you said? Yeah.
That's between me and my wife, innit?
No. Tell me.
Tell me what you said.
♪ Baby you're the one
♪ You still turn me on... ♪ SHOUTING
Stay on the phone, I'll be as quick as I can. Stay where you are, OK?
RECORDING: Oh, Becca...
INDISTINCT SPEECH, SOBBING
You're worried about Leo.
Well, he's getting scared now.
I mean, it's just like, you know, what's worse is,
he's not getting scared, he's getting really quiet.
Dan? Mm. Do you think she's OK?
Dan! What if she's dead?!
She's a psycho! What if we have to look after Harry forever?
Oh, for God's sake, Dan, wake up!
We don't know anything about the woman, Nic. We know nothing.
I'm going to keep trying her.
Dan, please! Wake up. DAN GROANS
♪ Baby, you're the one
♪ You still turn me on...
DOORBELL ♪ You can make me whole again
♪ Whoa... ♪
Jen!
Becca!
You've got to let me help you. Please.
I can't. I'm sorry.
DOOR SHUTS ♪ Oh, baby, you're the one
♪ You still turn me on
♪ You can make me whole again. ♪
FOOTSTEPS ON GRAVEL
GLASS SMASHES Argh!
Fucking...
BANGING AND CLATTERING
Ow!
Shit!
Ow!
GLASS SHATTERS
BANGING
Agh!
GRUNTING AND GROANING
Argh!
Ugh!
BANGING AND CLATTERING
SIRENS APPROACH
GLASS SHATTERS
Ah, shi...!