:14:02
- He's got a car?
- Yeah. What's wrong with that?
:14:06
- What sort of car?
- I don't know, Alex. I'm just a girl.
:14:09
I'll ask you once more. What sort of car?
:14:11
A blue one, OK? And it's still there.
:14:28
Hugo, I'm sorry about this,
but can you open your door?
:14:32
It's us, your flatmates and companions,
your new-found friends.
:14:38
- He's not there. I can't see him at all.
- Maybe he's in the wardrobe.
:14:41
Of course he's not
in the bloody wardrobe.
:14:43
- It's a joke, Alex.
- I think he probably left.
:14:47
- We'll probably never see him again.
- Alex, the key is on the other side.
:14:52
- So?
- Open it.
:14:55
You want me to kick this in? Now?
:14:57
- Yeah.
- OK, no problem.
:15:07
Do you want a go?
:15:12
OK, you size that up.
:15:39
- Is this what they always look like?
- Yes.
:15:44
- Wonder how he did it.
- Did what?
:15:47
Killed himself.
I presume that's what's happened.
:15:52
What do you think?
:15:54
- Alex!
- What? What's wrong?
:15:57
- What are you doing?
- Looking.
:15:59
- Don't.
- Don't look?