- The bond of blood. - Don't.

- Damn. - It's now official crime scene. Let's lock it down.

- Whose blood is that? - Is...Is Kate's, we were just attacked. She's dead.

...cos there's no character to fill a man. It's just body parts whipping and blood spewing...

No, no, no, no, no, don't. I just found Robbie. It's...It's just his blood, please.

...cos there's no character to fill a man. It's just body parts whipping and blood spewing.

- Exactly. A party. Guaranteed third act main cast blood bath. - Fingers crossed on some nudity for a change.

It's cool to meet you...officially. I keep meaning to pick up a copy of your book, but...

Spare me the lecture! You've done very well by all this blood shed, haven't you? How about the town you left behind?

Olivia Morris, who officially would never go out with me, is dead. So is Jenny Randall and Marnie Cooper.