Sarah Ruth Thomas

And after all the threats made by Seth, it felt like maybe he'd actually done away with him.

Just a lone Seth smoking a cigarette with his hand running through his hair.

He looked tired and frustrated.

A female voice started talking first from off-screen.

She sounded like either the director or camera woman, but we couldn't see her, so who knows.

The subtitles read things about Seth pulling his shit together and not smoking on set.

She was yelling at Seth for a good 30 seconds before he finally started barking back.

Cut the fucking shit, Steph, dumb traitorous cunt.

He spoke again in English and with violence in his voice.

Fuck my brother, fuck you, and fuck that fucking parasite in your fucking stomach.

At this point, a few things became apparent to me.

That whoever he called Steph was likely Seth's wife.

That his outburst was due to the adultery she committed against him with his brother Oscar.

And what the fucking lookalike in the bar said.

My brother is having a baby.

Before I had a chance to even process that connection, Seth continued.

For fucking what exactly?

Some successor to his work?

What the fuck about my work?

Am I just a locust to you?