“Barbara: [over the phone] Some men tried to get into the house.
Shaun: Well, are they still there?
Barbara: [over the phone] I’m not sure, we’ve shut the curtains.
Shaun: Did you try the police?
Barbara: [over the phone] Well, I thought about it.
Shaun: Are you OK? Did they hurt you?
Barbara: [over the phone] No, I’m fine. I’m fine.
Shaun: Mum...
Barbara: [over the phone] Well, they were a bit...bitey.
Shaun: [concerned] Mum, have you been bitten?
Barbara: [over the phone] No...but Philip has.
Shaun: [calmly] Oh, OK.
Ed: Has she been bitten?
Shaun: [to Ed] No, Philip has.
Ed: [calmly] Oh, OK.
Shaun: Listen, Mum, what sort of state is he in?
Barbara: [over the phone] Oh, he’s fine. Bit under the weather.
Shaun: I see.
Ed: What’s the deal?
Shaun: [to Ed] We may have to kill my stepdad.”
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