So we’re not out of the fire, you know, the weather is coming in, we need to start heading down. And we’re also looking for dinner. Exactly! Where’s the catering truck? They told you where they parked it? Yeah. So you’ve got bugs, grubs, caterpillars, ants, locusts, crickets, worms… you know? Haha, yeah, you takin’ the piss? I think I’ve just spotted dinner. The truck? Sheep. Hah? Fookin’ sheep? I’m not killing a sheep. Against my religion. We don’t have to kill a sheep, look. Where? I’m blinded by this monsoon. There’s a dead sheep. The - the dead sheep? That lad there face down in the bog? It's rotten! That can't be hygienic, probably full of maggots and everything! Yeah, heheh… I’m no zombie. Ah no, he’s bringing us into a bog. In Ireland, you get these dense bogs that are just like sinking quick sand and it’s not uncommon to come across animals that’ve tried to cross something, just got stuck, and then the bog claims them. Ah bollocks! Me other sandal has got stuck! Do you want to go and just grab the backpack and get that knife? Get your own fuckin’ knife! I can’t fuckin’ move! Get the backpack, get the knife! Get the knife!? You’re sick lad. What are you doing? Paawh, really stinks. Aw. Worse than your studio farts Adgeen. Ugh, God, the stench. I’m not dressed for this, I’m wringin’. Look. You see them? What? You mean the maggots? Pound for pound there is more protein in maggots than there is in beef so when I see maggots even though it stinks, there’s a little part of me that gets quite excited. That’s it! Cheese and Chutney! I demand a cheese and chutney sandwich and a goblet filled with butter. Bare, listen, ya can’t eat maggots. It’s just, not right yeah? No, the maggots are edible. Just look, heh… You’re just doing this on purpose. Get the rise out of us. Okay, so… the maggots you can eat. Okay so what we’re going to do, we’re going to collect some of the maggots, okay. No, not okay. Adgeen… we’re gonna die.