[Hatter exits from the pub, a bottle of beer in his hand. Hidden behind a couple of cars, Leigh and Vince are hidden with new clothes on along with masks and weapons. They’re both wearing black shirts, jeans and shoes with Leigh wearing a black body warmer. Vince is holding a wrench and a purple cat mask while Leigh holds a pipe and a purple cat mask.]

Leigh: [quietly] There he is. Ready?

[Vince nods. They both put on the cat masks and stand up over the cars.]

Vince: [yelling] Hey jackass!

[Hatter turns to face the two, chuckling for a moment.]

Leigh: [yelling] I think it’s time we had-

[Hatter takes off his hat, reaches inside and pulls out a gun.]

Leigh: [surprised] He’s got a gun.

Vince: [quietly] Yeah, I noticed.

[Hatter starts slowly pointing the gun at them.]

Leigh: [quietly] Well get your one out then.

Vince: [quietly, embarrassed] Um… about that… I left it with Chelsea.

Leigh: [yelling, worried] You did what?

[Hatter takes a shot, Leigh and Vince quickly ducking behind the car.]

Leigh: [panicking] Push the car!

Vince: [panicking] On it!

[The two throw their hands forward, the car suddenly driving straight towards Hatter. He quickly jumps out the way and onto the floor, looking to see Vince and Leigh running down the street.]

Vince: [panicking] We need to get them to the swimming pool!

Leigh: [panicking] Should we split up?

Vince: [panicking] Just stop the bullets mid air!

Leigh: [panicking] What the- no! I can’t do that!

Vince: [panicking] Why not? You’re psychic!

Leigh: [panicking] I just can’t, okay?

[There’s another two gunshots. Vince and Leigh duck and turn a corner.]

Leigh: [panicking] I’ll lead them back, you do that mirror shtick!

Vince: [panicking] Okay! Just don’t get shot!

Leigh: [panicking] No promises!

[The two share a worried chuckle as Vince gains a reflective body and vanishes.]

Leigh: [panicking, quietly] Okay… let’s try not to get shot.

[Leigh continues running around the corner while Vince tries to stand in the way of Hatter as he moves forwards in his direction.]

Vince: [worried] Please do something!

[He holds out his hands in the way of Hatter and closes his eyes, inhaling sharply. Hatter proceeds to move forward and straight through Vince, his figure seeming to shift around Hatter as he passes. He exhales, turning to face Hatter with surprise.]

Vince: [surprised] Right… well that was bloody useless.

White Rabbit: [forceful] That’s not how it works.

[Vince quickly turns back around to see the White Rabbit stood there, mask on and knife in hand.]

Vince: [panicked] Shit.

White Rabbit: [forceful] Language.

[Vince turns around and starts to run but is quickly tripped by the blood covered March Hare, mask very loosely fitted on. She grabs him as he falls, moving on top and pinning him to the floor.]

March Hare: [yelling] Tell us what we need to go and we’ll be on our way, got it?

Vince: [panicking] Yeah, sure, totally, one second.

[Vince quickly pushes up March, her suddenly flying up into the air. Vince quickly gets up and backs away, keeping a hand up and keeping March suspended in midair.]

March Hare: [panicking] Oy! Hey, ya prick!

Vince: [panicking] Sorry, I’m just- this is- I’m just panicking!

White Rabbit: [forceful] And if you can calm down then we’ll explain ourselves, okay?

[Vince looks at the White Rabbit, then up at the March Hare.]

Vince: [panicking] She… can stay up there.

White Rabbit: [calm] Alright. Just don’t overwork yourself. Nosebleed.

[Vince looks at the Rabbit confused, wiping his nose. He checks his hand, seeing blood.]

Vince: [quietly] Shit.

White Rabbit: Now then… out of respect, I’ll be leaving the mask on.

Vince: [stressed] I’ve got enough shit right now, that’s fine.

White Rabbit: Now then… where’s the Hatter going?

Vince: [confused] Sorry, what?

White Rabbit: [angry] The Hatter! Where? Now!

Vince: [quickly] We’re leading him to the college! There’s an old pool, we’re gonna kick him in.

White Rabbit: He’s got a gun.

Vince: So do we.

[The Rabbit nods. Vince has started shaking.]

White Rabbit: You should really drop my friend now. You’re gonna push yourself too far.

[Vince stares down the White Rabbit for a minute, then quickly pulls his hands to cover his nosebleed. Alice falls face down onto the ground.]

March Hare: [strained] Fucking ow…

White Rabbit: Second question, important… where’s Cecil Mastin?

[Vince looks at the Rabbit, worried.]

Vince: [worried, forceful] Why?

White Rabbit: He’s become a person of interest.

[Vince balls his hands, moving towards the Rabbit.]

Vince: [defensive] If you so much as lay a fucking finger on my cousin-

White Rabbit: [angry] Then there won’t be much you can do about it! Now where is he?

Vince: [defensive] I don’t know, he hasn’t talked to us in ages! He’ll probably be at home with his mum having a nice cup of tea. And I don’t imagine that he wants you knocking on his door!

White Rabbit: [angry] I won’t be! Now!

[He looks to March, who has gotten up and is doing some stretches.]

White Rabbit: [calm] I need you to take me to Hatter.

Vince: [concerned] Why would I?

White Rabbit: [faux-calm] Look, believe it or not, I’m not the bad guy here.

Vince: [angry] You’ve killed people.

White Rabbit: [faux-calm] Who were going to kill more. I don’t need to explain my morals, so how about I explain this to you? If you don’t bring us, then your friends are going to get butchered.

[March walks back over to the Rabbit, placing her hand on his shoulder.]

White Rabbit: [faux-calm] You don’t have to trust us all the time, but just this one time… you’re going to need to let me help.

[March slaps Vince on the arm.]

March Hare: [forceful] Us.

[Vince looks between the two, sighing.]

Vince: [worried] What’s the plan?

[March chuckles and runs off down the street, cheering.]

White Rabbit: We’re going to break into a car and we’re going to run over the Hatter.