XEdie: I don't think so. I think you need to get the fuck out of my way, or -- hey! You pushed me! Come back here, you little prick, we -- aren't -- done -- Darwin: Edie? Edie: ... Darwin: Edie!
The year is 2007. Elizabeth Barnabas keeps house for her private detective brother: a respectable woman even in the staid Anglo-Scottish Republic. Except Elizabeth doesn't have a brother....
And I said Hey kid, you think that's oil?
Man, that ain't oil, that's blood
I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm
Or was he just lost in the flood?