An episode of Snow Blood: A Not Quite Dead Story

Content Warnings

• Mentions of blood
• Explicit references to sex
• Depiction of a character who is dying of terminal illness, wheezing, struggling to speak
• ‘Mercy Killing’
• Discussions of the ethics of mercy killings
• Descriptions of blood
• Biting into flesh, with sound effects.

Transcript

[PHONE BUZZES]

ALFIE
Hello?

NEIGE
You were supposed to be here an hour ago.

ALFIE
Ah, god, I’m sorry. Something came up.

NEIGE
Ach, Alfie. Come on. I thought you were coming to the club for the party. It will be good. It has been weeks since you’ve properly sunk your fangs into someone.

ALFIE
I manage.

NEIGE
Oui, I know you do. But it would do you good to speak to people who are not dying.

ALFIE
I do!

NEIGE
Or the family members of people who are dying. Come on, Alfie. You need to have a little fun. It is good for you.

ALFIE
I know I do, and I’ll be there. But it’s Mr Murray. He paged me, said it was urgent. He wouldn’t do that unless it really was an emergency.

NEIGE
Ah, you just say that because you think he’s pretty.

ALFIE
Neige. He has end-stage lung cancer.

NEIGE
And those big brown eyes are as beautiful as ever, non?

ALFIE
I should never have let you come with me to see him.

NEIGE
Eh, he liked it! He loved me. So did his pretty boyfriend.

ALFIE
I’ve got to go.

NEIGE
Okie, mon coeur. Take your time. But I would like to see you tonight, out of the house. It has been too long.

ALFIE
Yeah. Yeah, okay. I love you.

NEIGE
Oui. I know. Say hello to sweet Jonathan for me.

[ALFIE SIGHS]

ALFIE
He’s such an arsehole. Right, okay. Uh, room fifty two, fifty four. Fifty six. Right.

[DOOR KNOCK. A LATCH CLICKS. DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

ALFIE
(hushed)
Mr Murray?

[WHEEZING BREATHS. ALFIE APPROACHES THE BED.]

ALFIE
Hi, Mr Murray. It’s just me. It’s just Alfie.

[WHEEZING]

ALFIE
That sounds a lot worse than last time I saw you.

MURRAY
Tired.

ALFIE
I’m so sorry. The effectiveness of the serum I’ve been giving you is waning. Remember I told you that when we started; it’d work a little less well every time we did it.

MURRAY
So. Tired.

ALFIE
Let me just set things up, alright? You know, I was just talking to Neige. He says hello, and he said you have beautiful eyes. But I’d keep an eye on him around Luke. You don’t want to let him get a taste for him.

[WHEEZING]

Where is Luke, tonight? He’s normally right by your bed.

MURRAY
Away.

ALFIE
Oh, that’s right, you said he was going on a work trip, yeah? Where’s he gone off to this time?

MURRAY
Mexico.

ALFIE
Oh, nice. Bit of a trek, but at least he’s on the same continent. When’s he home?’

MURRAY
Morning.

ALFIE
Tomorrow? Nice. I’m glad you called, then. Hopefully I can help you get a bit more comfortable before he—

MURRAY
No. Done. Done.

ALFIE
What?

MURRAY
Over. Please.

[ALFIE SIGHS]

ALFIE
I’ve not tasted your blood yet, there might be more I can—

MURRAY
No. Enough. Please, please.

ALFIE
Mr Murray, I. I don’t know. I don’t know. What about Luke? Don’t you want to say goodbye? I have enough of the serum with me, maybe it’ll be enough to get you through another few days.

MURRAY
Luke has seen too much. Don’t want him to see, like this. Please. Please.

ALFIE
Okay. Alright. I just. I need you to know there are other options, alright? We can push your morphine, let you sleep a little. It’ll still be quick, but just—

MURRAY
You helped me. I want to help you.

ALFIE
I’m not short on access to blood, Mr Murray, I told you.

MURRAY
Let me.

ALFIE
I. Okay. Okay. Yeah. Okay. Um. Let me see, I’ll flush the line, first, then I’ll push you some morphine, so you won’t feel it. It’ll just be like going to sleep. Alright?

MURRAY
Please. Yes, please. Please.

[WHEEZING]

ALFIE
Okay. Let’s do this.

[INTRO WITH MUSIC]

[THIS IS SNOW BLOOD, A NOT QUITE DEAD STORY. EPISODE ONE. DEAD RINGER]

[END INTRO]

[DOOR OPENS]

NEIGE
Alfie?

ALFIE
Mm?

NEIGE
That is six times you have blown me off, and not in the way I like. If you want to keep me satisfied you—
Ah. Merde. Mon coeur. What happened?

ALFIE
Mr Murray. Jonathan. He’s gone.

NEIGE
Oh mon coeur, désolé. Come here, okie?

[FABRIC RUSTLES]

NEIGE
How was Luke, how did he take it?

ALFIE
He was away for work, apparently. Don’t think he wanted him to see.

NEIGE
Ah.

ALFIE
I’m a fucking monster.

NEIGE
Non, non, non. You are not. You wanted to stop that man from suffering. That is not a monstrous thing.

ALFIE
I thought this would be easier. Like. Jesus Christ, these people are dying, I’ve explained to them what I can do, how I can help them. They all choose to let me drink their blood. It’s not really any different than giving someone a big dose of morphine and letting them pass that way but. I don’t know. I… It just makes me feel so. So good. You know?

NEIGE
It is a lot of blood and you are used to taking the bare minimum.

ALFIE
Sorry.

NEIGE
You are kind and beautiful, and very, very silly. I love you very much. Even though you have skipped out on every party I have thrown at the club this year. I miss seeing you under the coloured lights, mon raleur. You are so pretty when you’re dancing.

ALFIE
It’s just been, ugh, fucking hell, Neige, it’s been six years and we’ve still not got a single other vampire to commit to telling us their story. Six years! All this stuff I’m doing with the serum, it’s good, I know it is, and I’m sure I’m on to something with it, but. Like. What good is it if we can’t use it to help anyone?

NEIGE
You are already helping people.

ALFIE
Yeah, one or two patients at a time! Finding them, it’s a fucking nightmare. I can only spare couple of pints of my blood a week, that’s barely enough to manage the people I do see.

NEIGE
You are doing what you can.

ALFIE
It’s not enough Neige!

NEIGE
You give all you can, and that is all you can give. You cannot make this move faster than it is going to. It will take time. I have told you this again and again. If you keep pushing yourself like this way, you will drive yourself mad before you even have a chance to put these beautiful plans in motion. Do you not understand this?

ALFIE
Ugh. You just want me to go clubbing in hot pants again.

NEIGE
You know I am right. And going clubbing, whatever you wear, it would do you some good. Let your hair down, as they say.

ALFIE
I don’t have enough hair for that. Not like you. I like what you’ve done with it tonight. Plaits and glitter.

NEIGE
Hmm. The plaits, I enjoy. The glitter, not so much. It is forming a sort of helmet on my head. I think I use too much glue.

ALFIE
Glue?! Aren’t you supposed to use hair gel?!

NEIGE
Ah, this would make some sense.

ALFIE
You daft thing.

NEIGE
Maybe you can help me in the shower with it?

ALFIE
Okay. I’m just going to finish dictating this, alright?

NEIGE
Ah, oui.

[KISS]

NEIGE
Do not be too long. I miss you.

ALFIE
I’m right here.

NEIGE
I know.

[MOVEMENT, FOOTSTEPS. THE SHOWER STARTS RUNNING]

ALFIE
Right. Where did I get up to? Um. Yes. So, the time between the last dose of the serum and today was three days, and when I tasted his blood there was some residue, which lines up with my previous observations. It’s definitely not that the human body gets better at metabolising the blood, it’s that it becomes resistant to it.
Which on the one hand, yay, Haley and I were right. On the other hand. Well. It fucking sucks. Even distilling the blood doesn’t inhibit the human body’s immune response to it, which means that the relief it provides is basically limited to one-time use in emergency cases, or. Well. Fucking. This. End of life care. Which is important, yeah. I’m glad it can help.
But it’s not going to be some kind of. Panacea or whatever. Not that I ever truly believed it could be. It just can’t work, categorically. But so many people have died on the thesis that it could be. Which means they died for nothing.
What does that even mean. What would it even mean to die for–?!
Ugh.
I’m getting all melancholy. Okay. I’ll dictate the rest of this tomorrow, and—

[BEEP]

Fucking answerphone, again.

NEIGE
(Distantly)
It will just be that one man again.

ALFIE
I know.

NEIGE
Don’t bother listening to it.

ALFIE
I won’t, I won’t.

[PAUSE]

ALFIE
It’s just.

NEIGE
Alfie!

ALFIE
What if it’s finally someone reaching out?

NEIGE
The message will still be there even after you have showered.

ALFIE
I know but—

NEIGE
Mon dieu.

[SHOWER SHUTS OFF. WET FOOTSTEPS.]

ALFIE
What are you—

NEIGE
Playing the fucking message.

[CLICK, CLICK. BEEP.]

UNKNOWN CALLER
Mr Dellon, please. Please. I am running out of time.

[BEEP]

NEIGE
You see? Him again.

ALFIE
He’s sick.

NEIGE
Sounds this way.

ALFIE
Maybe he wants me to help him with the serum?

NEIGE
How would he have heard about this? He wanted you to meet him where, in Amsterdam? How is news about a nurse who is treating only two or three terminally ill patients at a time on the other side of the world travelling all the way there?!

ALFIE
Maybe I’ve not been careful enough.

NEIGE
Nonsense, you have been absurdly careful! I can attest to this.

ALFIE
I let Luke see me. And you. Fuck. Maybe that’s—

NEIGE
Luke?! You think Luke would out us in this way?! Non. You invited me there because you trusted him.

ALFIE
Well maybe I was wrong to!

NEIGE
Non, you were not! You were not. He was so pleased and grateful, he was not lying to us.

ALFIE
Oh, what, you can smell liars now, too?

NEIGE
Alfie, you have not been reckless with this. In an earlier message he said he thought you were a journalist or something, yes?

ALFIE
Yeah. But he also said he knew what I was.

NEIGE
Probably meaning he knows you are a vampire. This number, you have circulated it among young vampires. It cannot be traced to a location, you were very careful about this. He is some human with connection to some vampire or something, that is how he has got the number. Your little science experiments are safe, Alfie.

ALFIE
I hope you’re right.

NEIGE
Ah, sacre sang, just go to meet him! It is stupid but you are often stupid so what is stopping you?!

ALFIE
It’s all just. It’s so vague and weird, Neige. I— I don’t know what to make of any of it! The first messages he sent, I was sure it was some kind of hoax or something. Like. There are vampires out there, a lot of vampires, who have it out for me. You know that.

NEIGE
You are so melodramatic. They do not ‘have it out for you’, Alfie, they are just not willing to speak with you yet. It will happen in time.

ALFIE
No. Some of them definitely have it out for me.

NEIGE
I would like to see them try to harm an hair on your pretty head.

ALFIE
Not everyone is terrified of you, you know. And I’m getting a sense that there are some vampires who don’t believe you’re even with me anymore.

NEIGE
I am, though.

ALFIE
If I went to Amsterdam like he wants me to, would you come with me?

NEIGE
What am I supposed to do about the bar?

ALFIE
Couldn’t Alejandra watch it for you? It’s not like you spend much time actually making cocktails, and she’s the one who handles all the deliveries anyway.

NEIGE
I trust her to do this work but I don’t want to leave her here alone. She’s a human. Some vampires know where we are, as careful as we have been. I cannot leave her so exposed, you know this.

ALFIE
But you’d let me go to Amsterdam alone?

NEIGE
You dragged me out of the second worst trouble I have ever been in. You were shot in the head and you still carried me for almost a mile, even as I fought you every step of the way. I think you have more than proven yourself, mon amour.

ALFIE
Well. Flattering as that is. It still feels like a bad idea.

NEIGE
If you are so worried I have friends nearby Amsterdam who could meet with you first.

ALFIE
What friends.

NEIGE
Ah, nice ones. You will like them. I swear it.

ALFIE
I don’t know, Neige. I get the feeling most of your friends tolerate me at best. And last time you left me with one of your pals she had my head ripped off.

NEIGE
Oui, and then I killed her, didn’t I? You can trust these ones not to kill you. They value own lives.

ALFIE
Great, so my options are meet with someone who I can trust only because you’d rip her head off if she hurts me. Except I’ll be on another continent this time and it will take you quite a while to get there.

NEIGE
Then do not meet with her and trust the threat of violence to protect you at a distance rather than up close! For the sake of fuck, Alfie, you are going to go and meet him. Just let yourself make the decision.

ALFIE
But it’s. It’s a bad idea.

NEIGE
Oui, perhaps. But perhaps you also live for bad ideas like this, non?

ALFIE
I’m not reckless.

NEIGE
I never said that you were! The opposite, in fact. Now. Unless you want to get on a plane to Europe right now, which I am guessing you have still not accepted is what you are going to do, I would like your help to get this glue out of my hair.

ALFIE
Yeah. It does sort of look like someone’s covered your head in glittery jizz.

NEIGE
Not yet they have not.

ALFIE
Was that supposed to be alluring?

NEIGE
Non. It was meant to be funny. Come on. Take off your clothes. I need you to be naked.

ALFIE
Okay, fine.

[CLICK]

[CLICK]

UNKNOWN CALLER
—please. I am running out of time.

[BEEP]

[CLICK]

[BEEP]

UNKNOWN CALLER
Mr Dellon, please. Please. I am running out of time.

NEIGE
If you play that again I am going to smash the entire phone, Alfie.

[BEEP]

ALFIE
Shit. Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.

NEIGE
That is the loudest answerphone in the entire world, I am convinced.

ALFIE
Sorry.

NEIGE
Stop apologising. How are you even awake? We were up past dawn. You must be exhausted.

ALFIE
I can’t sleep. It’s been more than a month since he called us last.

NEIGE
Surely this is a good thing, non?

ALFIE
I don’t know. What if—

NEIGE
Ah, mon râleur. You could have just gone to meet him. You decided not to.

ALFIE
Maybe I made the wrong call.

NEIGE
Alfie.

ALFIE
There’s clearly something wrong with him, and he sounds so desperate, you know? He knew something about something, and I just. What if he’s dead? We’ll never know.

NEIGE
Then at least he will stop calling us.

ALFIE
Yeah. I guess. I just don’t know what to do. And I can’t help but feel like I should do something, you know?

NEIGE
Honestly, as long as you don’t play that message again, I don’t care. And I will especially not care if you come to bed and sleep a while. You have barely slept for days. You need to rest, Alfie.

ALFIE
Maybe I should ask Haley about it. We could do some kind of vampire sleep study or something, see how important sleep actually is for us.

NEIGE
Tres important. I know this in my blood. I would sleep fifteen hours a day if you were not so pretty. And I would still sleep twelve hours if you were not so irritating even after I’ve made you come so hard you forget your own name.

ALFIE
Sorry I’m such a distraction from your naps.

NEIGE
An happy distraction, most of the time. This is getting under your skin. I have not seen you so agitated since everything with Bonham.

ALFIE
I’m sorry.

NEIGE
It is okay. Please. Just come to bed. You danced all night and then you still spread yourself out so pretty for me. You have worn yourself out. Sleep. It will be easier to think, once you have slept. I swear this.

ALFIE
Alright. Alright, fine.

[CLICK]

[CLICK]

[MUFFLED CLUB MUSIC]

NEIGE
Alfie?

ALFIE
Sorry, hang on—

[DOOR UNLOCKS AND OPENS, BRIEFLY LETTING THE CLUB MUSIC SWELL, BEFORE SLAMMING SHUT AGAIN]

NEIGE
Are you okie? That woman was rough with you.

ALFIE
She was fine. I think she’d had a bit too much coke. Her blood’s left a funny taste on my tongue.

NEIGE
Hmm. Well, I have kicked her out. Let me look at your face, see the damage.

ALFIE
Darling, I’ve not even bruised. I’m alright.

NEIGE
Non, she has smudged your eyeliner. My poor mouse.

ALFIE
I’m okay.

NEIGE
You should drink some more people, eh? That patient of yours, her iron is too low. You have shadows around your eyes.

ALFIE
Shh.

NEIGE
You forget everyone in the other room is human. Nobody can hear us. It is okie.

ALFIE
I got a message on my pager.

NEIGE
You said you were not going to bring it.

ALFIE
I know, but what if something was up with Elena? Like you said, she’s been horribly anaemic, and I’ve been treating her for two months now. She’s not got much longer to go.

NEIGE
Tonight is supposed to be your night off.

ALFIE
Yeah, but people can’t exactly choose when they get sicker, Neige. That’s not how it works.

NEIGE
You are such a sweet man. But you work too hard. At least stay another hour, until the fireworks, non? It is New Year’s Eve.

ALFIE
It wasn’t Elena that paged me.

NEIGE
Then who? I thought she was your only patient since Murray passed?

ALFIE
She is. The page is from Ricardo.

NEIGE
Who?

ALFIE
That elderly guy from a couple of years ago? The one with Parkinsons.

NEIGE
Ah, oui, I remember. You showed me his old pornography; beautiful dick. And he left you all that money when he died, great big sacks of cash, oui?

ALFIE
Yeah, that’s him. He’s been dead for two years. I left the pager with his brother, Marco. He wanted to be able to reach out in case anything happened with his wife, Marisol, and—

NEIGE
I do not need the entire life story of these people, do you need to leave or not?

ALFIE
No. It’s just weird. He said a client of his was looking for end-of-life care. Except, like. I’m pretty sure Marco is a hedge fund manager. That place he’d paid for Ricardo to have palliative care at was incredible. Besides me, he had three other nurses there all the time. It was actually a bit of a nightmare logistically but you know, if you will bend things ethically…

NEIGE
Eat the fucking rich.

ALFIE
I’ll say.

NEIGE
You trust this Marco?

ALFIE
Yeah. In theory. But it feels weird to know that he might’ve said something to someone about me. He didn’t know what I was or anything. Just that I was helping his brother.

NEIGE
So what is the worry? You left him with the pager. He paged you. This makes sense.

ALFIE
Yeah. I just. I usually approach people personally, you know?

NEIGE
Oui. You are the sexiest grim reaper in the world, stalking the halls of local hospitals, looking for someone you can help and prey upon.

ALFIE
Pff. Shut up. It’s just a bit weird. He sent me the first message explaining what was going on. When I saw it wasn’t Elena and it wasn’t urgent, I just thought I’d put it out of my mind. But then he messaged me again, with an address of where the client lives.

NEIGE
So. Do you need to go now?

ALFIE
No. He said to go tomorrow. But it’s just a bit weird, isn’t it, that this is happening close to midnight on New Year’s Eve?

NEIGE
Perhaps, oui. But as you say, people cannot help when they get sicker. And if he is rich as you say, maybe he is not in Argentina at all and it is a more civil hour for him.

ALFIE
Yeah, maybe. Except the address he’s given me is here in Buenos Aires.

NEIGE
Strange.

ALFIE
Yeah. It is.

NEIGE
Okie. I will tell you what we will do. We will go out and drink some more champagne, and some more beautiful, delicious blood from these beautiful, delicious people, and tomorrow, when you have actually been asked to go see this person, I will come with you.

ALFIE
We shouldn’t take risks like that, not again. I’m already putting so much on the line. You shouldn’t have to as well. I don’t want them to see you.

NEIGE
Non, they will not have to. I will wait outside, just in case something goes wrong, oui?

ALFIE
I… yeah. Yeah, okay. Thank you.

NEIGE
For you, my love, anything.

ALFIE
Within reason.

NEIGE
Exactement. Now come on, I am going to force the DJ to put on more Madonna.

[ALFIE LAUGHS]

ALFIE
Okay.

[CLICK]

[CLICK]

NEIGE
Ey, fancy building.

ALFIE
Hmm?

NEIGE
I am just remarking that the building is very expensive.

ALFIE
Oh, yeah. sorry. I’m just sorting out my mic.

NEIGE
Cannot go anywhere without tape on your nipples, these days.

ALFIE
It’s not on my nipple! Don’t make it weird. It’s just easier to keep track of everything I record all my meetings with my patients, that’s all.

[FOOTSTEPS]

NEIGE
Does not seem super ethical that you record them before they consent.

ALFIE
I ask!

NEIGE
But you are already recording, non?

ALFIE
Yeah, because it’s— for god’s sake, Neige, I’m drip feeding people distilled vampire blood, the whole thing is kind of unethical.

NEIGE
These people want your help and you give it to them. I am not sure what code of conduct would prevent this.

ALFIE
Yeah well. Medical ethics is about more than just personal morality. But anyway. Recording people for a minute or two without their permission is not the most ethically dubious thing I’m doing, here. Besides. I want a record of this even if they don’t consent, this time. We don’t know what we’re walking into.

NEIGE
That is why I am here, mon raleur.

ALFIE
Yeah. I know.

[FOOTSTEPS STOP]

ALFIE
Okay. This is the one.

NEIGE
The note on the door says to go right in.

ALFIE
Yup. You smell anything weird?

NEIGE
Non. No vampires, except for us. Inside, ah, the smell is complicated, but I have learned from you that this is just one human who has had lots of blood transfusions. There is only one pulse.

ALFIE
Yeah, I don’t smell anything either, just medical stuff and a few people who’ve been here earlier in the day. All of them were human.

NEIGE
Oui.

ALFIE
Right. I should go in. My heart is fucking pounding.

NEIGE
Breathe a moment. Your eyes are starting to swirl red.

ALFIE
Yeah, yeah.

NEIGE
You are okie. I will be right outside the door.

[DEEP BREATH]

ALFIE
Yeah. How do they look?

NEIGE
Still a bit red at the edges of your irises, but not swirling anymore.

ALFIE
That’ll do. Great. Let’s go.

[RINGS DOORBELL]

NEIGE
It says just go in.

ALFIE
I’m just being polite!

NEIGE
Okie!

[DOOR KNOB]

ALFIE
Bye.

NEIGE
I’m not going anywhere.

[DOOR CREAKS]

ALFIE
I know.

[DEEP BREATH]

[DOOR OPENS]

ALFIE
Um. Hello?

VOICE
Come in. I would like to see you.

ALFIE
I— okay.

[FOOTSTEPS]

VOICE
Hello, Mr Dellon.

ALFIE
Shit. You’re— fuck! How did you— oh my god. How?!

VOICE
With considerable difficulty.

[THIN COUGHING]

ALFIE
I— oh. There’s. Blood. On your hand.

VOICE
Yes. That is nature of problem.

[MORE COUGHING]

VOICE
I have information.

ALFIE
Yeah, you said, Jesus, what’s— I don’t recognise the smell of your— what is—

VOICE
Ugh. my nose.

ALFIE
You’re bleeding.

VOICE
Yes, as I say— is nature of… bleh.

ALFIE
Fuck, fuck. Fuck. Nghhh. You don’t have any fucking IVs, Jesus Christ how can I— god. I.

[BITING]

Take my— my arm, take it!

VOICE
But—

ALFIE
TAKE IT.

[WET SOUNDS]

ALFIE
Ah, ahhh. Fuck. Okay. Okay that should be— that should be enough. That’s enough, you gotta, fuck.

[DOOR OPENS, RUNNING]

ALFIE
FUCK. I—

[BANG]

NEIGE
Non!

[THUD, SLAM]

NEIGE
Alfie?

ALFIE
I— I’m. God, he took a lot. A lot.

NEIGE
Oui. Sacre sang.

ALFIE
I. I. Fuck. It’s not too much, is it?! He’s okay. He’s going to be alright?!

NEIGE
Fuck, my nose is sensitive Alfie but not enough to measure the amount of blood he has taken from you!

ALFIE
Yeah, I, yeah, his pulse is stronger but he’s still— He’s. His head is bleeding. Oh, christ. What did you do to him?!

NEIGE
Got him off you.

ALFIE
He’s fucking unconscious, Neige! Oh god. Oh god. This is so much fucking blood, Jesus Christ.

NEIGE
Ah such a shame, he is going to bleed out on the floor, then.

ALFIE
He’s the caller. The one who keeps leaving us messages on the answering machine,

NEIGE
Fucking drain him then

ALFIE
No! We need to know who he is! Why is he—? Is it some kind of clotting condition? Christ. I’ll—

[SPIT]

ALFIE
There, that’s… god.

NEIGE
What?

ALFIE
Underneath the taste of my own, there’s another vampire’s blood. I didn’t smell it because he’s had so many blood transfusions, but his blood… there’s traces of vampire blood in it, Neige.

NEIGE
How?

ALFIE
I don’t know!

NEIGE
Ach! I cannot believe this. In our home!

ALFIE
This isn’t our home.

NEIGE
The city is! We chose this place. We have made it home. I love it here. Alfie. Fuck this, let him die.

ALFIE
No! We have no idea what he knows, who else might know it. He has vampire blood in him! Trace amounts, but it’s there. We need him alive, Neige.

NEIGE
Okie.

ALFIE
Thank you, thank you.

NEIGE
Do not thank me yet, I have only postponed this killing.

ALFIE
Still. Thank you.

NEIGE
Shut up.

ALFIE
Okay, y— you stay here, make sure he doesn’t start bleeding again, I’ll make some calls, get in the car, see if I can get some… Just. Stay here. Don’t let him die.

NEIGE
I’m not making any promises.

ALFIE
Neige!

NEIGE
Ach! Mon dieu! Fine!

[END]