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Thank you.

Don't expect too much. It's all in a mess. If only we'd had another month.

Not a chance.

Looks good.

I mean, he looks as terrible as ever, but stronger.

Why didn't they tear it down?

Collie. Well, it would have been better. They had to de-gut most of it, rip out

floors, replace nearly all the timber. It wasn't much worth keeping. Collie, he

found it. Even so.

Himself.

I mean, I can understand about the park there. At least it's big. But this.

Oh, he liked the style of it. My God.

One look, that's all he needed.

His mind was made up.

He said it spoke to him. It spoke to him. So it did.

I know what it said.

Mr. Ryan, for pity's sake, don't knock me down.

He could have built from new at half the cost.

How long have you been down here?

Three, four months.

You got someone stashed away in there?

Why not?

Hardly.

Quite likely. It's quite stanch.

Eddie Holmes is a great help.

Most of your gear and position.

I thought you were able to spare him. He's a good man, Eddie.

Hi, Peter.

Is that a good example?

Come change his bus. Oh, he's the first in.

You see what I got? A bunch of kids. Master!

Innocent you lot. You missed all the fun Jill. Sacrifice to Martian. It's the

bride's privilege.

I beg your pardon.

You're shaking.

I was nearly in an accident.

Oh where?

Outside here.

I had a sort of momentary... I don't know.

blackout in the usual word.

it wasn't that.

you should have been with me. I should have been driving you. I'm sorry I

couldn't make last night.

so now you'll get accident prone.

nothing happened.

welcome to Taskerland.

thank you.

it doesn't look much now but wait till it's finished then you get the full

horror. don't put them off. everybody know Roy Collinson house master and

bunny mother?

Any problems connected with the move? Finding digs in the area? Housing wives

and harems?

Why's it called that?

Tarsca lands.

Yes, what's it mean?

What?

Well, it was built by a man called Tarsca. And these were his lands.

He made a fortune out of iron railings.

Sorry to disappoint, no, it was built about 1880.

Mostly owned by the one family, requisitioned during the Second World

War by the American forces.

Derelict ever since.

Right, let's borrow their paws.

Lift! Soon to operate, I hope. My office is up there. And very palatial. Of

course, or why be boss?

Reception desk with Sergeant Patterson.

Sergeant, get to know these faces.

I know some already, sir.

Here on, we're secret.

So no chums in, no parties in the canteen.

Which, by the way, is through there and extremely decent. And working.

Lose that way, also working. Right, follow me.

Follow me, follow me.

Soon there'll be two others like it to spread into. And if that's not enough,

there are 500 acres outside to sit and dig in. Who else is coming here? Nobody.

Just us. But it's enormous. We'll get bigger. I'll expand the team with people

I choose, hand-picked.

The best.

Same as you're the best. Ah, flattery, Pete.

Gets him a lot of places. Yeah. This lot. Absolutely fantastic.

What about the others? The washing machine crowd?

Here. Forget it. What, that lot here? No!

Can't you get it through your head? You're special.

Incredible as that may seem, you are.

I'll spell it out for you. This place is ours.

It is all for us.

Because we are on the big one.

Do you want a pep talk? Is that what you want?

About the Japs.

He's a bit simple. He's brilliant, but simple. Cliff, it is always about the

Japs. In ten years' time, they're going to have us by whatever part of our

anatomy they pick.

There will be no electronics industry anywhere in the world but theirs.

Unless... I think we've got a good chance. We've only got one chance.

We've got to play a card so high they can't top it. Ah, so.

A completely new recording medium.

Have here in honourable pocket.

Oh, shut up, Stuart.

Oh, what about tape? Tape's finished.

No, it's day is done. Magnetic tape is compact, responsive.

All the sales shut up says it is.

Also, delicate and prone to lose its memory. Like Clifford here.

As you so rightly say.

Now, it's time, gentlemen, for a breakthrough.

Just record me, say, the whole of Wagner's ring cycle inside a ball

bearing, with instant playback, of course. Can you give it to lunchtime?

And you can name your own royalties. Oh, it is royalties, then?

Yep. Forget about bonuses. You'll be right in there. Got his word on it.

Himself? Yesterday.

Just put the boots in old Nippon, is how he delicately phrased it.

So if you want to be millionaires, it's a crash programme.

Find the medium, everything else follows.

Hardware? Well, take the lot.

Computers, TV, home recordings, satellites, they all follow.

Then Ryan Electrics becomes Ryan International, becomes Ryan

Interspatial.

It's up to you.

I love this man's modesty.

Thanks to Eddie, you'll find all your junk in familiar order.

Disorder. Obviously.

Sorry. All this string.

Now, your pet projects are going as before.

Eddie's digital crystal and so on.

But we're going to try something new.

We'll correlate all results together. What if there's no connection? The

computer might spot them.

Every clue counts.

Puts a lot on the programmer.

Now, Jill's ready.

She's going to try something very sophisticated.

Projections, extrapolations, a sort of randomised mix with an accelerated

uncertainty principle.

How's that?

Something of the sort.

You all right?

Yes, I... What about data storage?

Are these all we've got?

Collie, computer storage room. When do we get it?

Ah, yes, well... What?

There have been problems.

You were here to solve them.

Collie, how much have they done?

Nothing.

Let me see.

Five months and not a single... Why didn't you report it?

I knew there were reasons they had to finish the priority job. Carly, this was

priority. To be fair, it wasn't in phase one.

Refacing and air conditioning and wiring, did they just forget it? No.

What then?

Problems with the men. They claim it was, well, I don't know, a dirty job.

There's dry rot.

They think it's catching.

Look at these panels.

They'll shift the lot in half an hour.

Stairs? Yes, they saw those. So?

They don't lead anywhere.

Oh, surely that wasn't.

What else did they find? A skeleton?

No. About 30 tins of spam, as a matter of fact. Spam?

And a letter to Father Christmas.

U.S. Army issue.

Doubt if it's fit now.

They must have got forced in through the paneling. The Yanks used this for a

storm. Planted a car key. Trying to quell the rot. Even then.

it was empty before the war.

when the rot gets really going like this they call it weeping.

weeping fungus.

good word.

christmas eve.

oh yes that's it.

what i want for christmas. kids writing.

Even the stone's got it. It's just very old.

1880? That was when they paddled it in, but those walls are a lot older than the

rest of the house.

They've just been built onto.

In fact, they must have been knocked down and rebuilt and generally mess

around a lot in the last thousand years.

What? Oh, yes, the foundations might be Saxon.

Saxon? Just an amateur opinion. Oh, my God.

An informed amateur.

If you're right, you see what this means, don't you?

They'll be in here, the environment boys, the conservationists.

nailing their little notices on the door and writs and... They could stop

everything if they got onto this.

What about the architect?

That architect? Didn't he spot anything? Not him. He quit.

Right. If we move fast, get everything concreted over, get the machines moved

in. Where are the men now? Working on the back. Come on.

Don't worry, love. You'll get your storage room.

Colleen!

I hate it, please.

I can't stay here.

Take me away, Peter.

Chill, chill, chill, chill. Easy, easy.

I'm sorry I didn't listen to you before. Tell me about it. What?

The accident.

Oh, it wasn't that. Oh, come on, tell me.

I hit a pile of sand, that's all.

There were some vans and I couldn't have been watching it.

Oh, I hate it here.

I didn't want to come here.

No. No, you didn't.

Here.

Give me the wet hanky.

Not the hanky.

That's a Father Christmas letter.

What I want for Christmas is please go away.

Martin Tasker.

Not what you'd say.

Oh, I don't know. One of my kids is like that.

It's the idea of him coming down the chimney.

It wasn't to Father Christmas.

Who, then?

I know.

I think I know.

What do you think of the place?

They done a bit since we came round that time.

All the shelving and everything.

I quite liked it, even without the shelving. And you?

You know what this is about. You're getting at me.

Mind you, I quite enjoyed your previous ploys. How Christine and the kids, how

Timothy's mumps, how's the dog's toothache. Oh, my Jilly.

You're a very female one.

I need you.

I know you weren't keen to transfer, but I need you for your brain.

Now, if you're in any dog, you ask Eddie and the boys.

And what's in here is so rare and valuable.

Do it your own way. You commute home to old mummy or stay here.

Stay.

Hmm?

Sometimes, anyway.

I saw a ghost.

We'll get out of here for a while. Leave Collie to fight the labor relations,

huh?

Let's go.

One super, one lager.

One for yourself.

Oh, ta.

No, thank you.

Is it really true they're making poison gas up there?

We aren't. It's what I heard.

Not a whiff.

I mean germs.

You know what I mean.

Do you know the place?

No, I've only been here a month.

A little bee with the bread, one pound 80p.

Oh.

I mean, it won't do us any good.

People, they don't like that sort of thing.

It's nothing bad.

We all know what secret means.

Cheers. I believe it's been made very nice. Do you know it?

Well, I used to, sort of. You went there?

Not actually in.

It was during the war when the Yanks were there. I was a good time girl.

Hooray for you.

They was nice boys.

And the nylons. Did they talk about it? About the house?

It was all generals and people.

Some in quarters.

Eisenhower was there once. No, I mean what it was like inside.

No, no.

Very posh, I expect.

Oh, there was one boy.

He was a proper caution, he was.

He said...

Oh, dear.

He had all them funny words, you see.

He was a coloured boy.

Oh. Oh, I know!

Guppy.

He said there were guppies in the store where he worked.

Guppy's a fish.

Tropical.

Oh, dear.

Duppies? He must have meant rats.

You don't know, Alan.

Tosca Land's full of rats.

We used to play up there when I was a kid.

Yes, you and that Jackie.

Yes, old Jackie.

Who used to do dares?

The end room. Do you know it?

Yes.

Stand there in the dark long enough, you'd hear them all noising about and

squealing. Did you see them?

What was there to see if they was behind the woodwork?

Who else would know about it?

About the house?

You've seen the parish registers?

Not many taskers there among the births and marriages.

They were not statistically prominent.

But apart from the registers, I... We're wasting your valuable time.

No, please. It's quite all right if I can only be... I just thought there

might be something more personal about the family and the house.

Ah, yes.

Oh, sir.

Now, who on earth would want to hear today about... Did you know them, the

Taskers? Oh, they'd all gone before I came.

Died out. Well, that last one was a recluse, I believe.

Now, there must be some odds and ends from my predecessor's time, I fancy.

Somewhere here.

You know, it came to me the other day about pollution.

It's the modern rediscovery of sin.

Well, the only form it can take in a materialist world.

all the rubbish and mess.

now that's the new wickedness.

and they can see it. the sudden conviction of non-returnable bottles eh?

yes. then sackcloth and ashes. oh plenty of ashes. I think we better be going

now. oh dear.

it was just a thought.

yes well I... come again and perhaps... thanks anyway.

they must have been funny people.

there was something about an exorcism once.

exorcism? Now, I can't approve of that.

I know it's in the prayer book, but... Oh, dear, dear. You do mean laying a

ghost? Well, it was either there or... Oh, now, was it?

I may be maligning them.

When was it? Oh, long, long ago.

I feel I'm obsolete, but not sinful. I cause so little pollution apart from TV.

How do you go?

Well, I'd better start clearing the old panelling out. I'm just making a report.

I'd leave them to it.

They were decidedly tricky.

Any reason given?

Nope. I just don't like it.

Come in, have a drink.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

How's fuel now?

I'll send her home.

Just as well.

Nasty shaker. Oh, it's just the car.

Huh? Bloody women.

I've only admired her from afar, but I'd say that she's the type that hurts

easily.

Collie, were there any rats in that inn room?

No. Any sign there'd been any?

The rats wouldn't have left that scram. They'd have chewed those tins open in no

time. They could do that?

The teeth of a hungry rat.

Here. Cheers.

I've got some work to finish. I think I might stop over tonight.

Break in the director's suite a bit, eh?

I was up in town last week.

Dropped in on the legal department. One or two things I wanted to clear up about

the house here, covenants and so on.

They've got boxes and boxes of stuff.

Passed over by the trustees, I suppose.

I brought one back.

One or two curiosities in it.

How do you like this?

Application for holding a service of exorcism.

What?

August 1892.

Let me see.

Full record of the alleged haunting. Evidence, I suppose.

Louisa Hanks. That's her.

There's also a report of her death.

Here.

1890. Two years before.

Sad mishap at Taskerlands.

Louisa Hanks, undermaid in the employ of Mr. Horace Tasker yesterday, fell to her

death from a flight of steps while engaged about her duties.

That's all.

pretty good press for an under maid in those days.

and they thought... more than thought.

they kept a note of all the dates and times went on doing it for ages

afterwards.

you see the ghost laying didn't take.

Collie have you seen it?

only heard.

Christine. Hello, honey.

I'm still at this place. I won't be home.

Yeah. Yes.

Yes, I've eaten.

All I should.

Yeah.

How's, uh... How's what's-his-name?

The horse.

Yeah, yeah. Chuffy.

Yeah. Yeah.

It... Was it inside, though?

Yeah.

Oh, good. Good, good, good.

Love to the kids then.

Bye. Bye, darling.

Try going down two nanoseconds.

Down two.

Right.

I've got something to tell you all.

We got a ghost.

Oh, I'm glad to hear that, Peter.

Every home should have one. Every stage, you know. Had me worried, this lack of

class. Not a chance.

Booked it yourself?

Yes, I did. Push it any further, there'll be a general walkout.

That's it, then.

What's this about, Peter?

Wait, you did say ghost.

Oh, silly word. Don't be put off by it.

Call it a phenomenon, if you like.

Anyway, it's real.

He's got possession of the computer storage room, and he stopped all work

there. The men won't go back.

They were going on about something in the canteen. Yes, I thought it was the

muck. Yeah, I wondered. Well, whatever it is, I've heard it.

Collie's heard it.

And Jill's seen it.

Jill?

Is that what got you? Yes.

What did you see?

A woman.

Oh, come off it. No, really.

No, she's not kidding.

None of us are.

Hey, let's go in there.

I'm not scared.

Just hold my hand. All right, thanks for the enthusiasm, because I intend to use

it. What do you mean, Peter?

They once had a go at it with bell book and candle.

Well, we're rather better equipped.

I'm going to chuck the lot at it. Do you mean go after it with electronics and

then... Find out exactly what makes it... Well, it doesn't tick. It patters

its feet and screeches.

Everything we get, Jill's going to program in the computer.

analyze a spook. let's say it's a mass of data waiting for a correct

interpretation.

no one's ever managed it before.

i think we might. can you spare the time? no choice collie.

it's got us stuck.

stereo.

where did you see her?

near the top of the steps.

where she fell off.

There must have been an upper floor where those holes are.

Do you suppose she was going up to it?

No, it was total ruin when Tarska bought it. It's all in the deeds.

He just roofed it and patched it and made it part of the house. It's all

folly. Then where was she going?

Probably a big affidavit up there and she had to water it.

And die?

Yeah. Oh, that... You'd have thought she'd just break a leg or something.

It's not high enough.

High enough for poor Louisa.

and then they panelled it over to hide it all.

big echo in here Stuart.

we ought to measure it.

now something to make a loud noise with.

what's all this?

somebody might feed you the ghost.

perhaps they were.

I think I'll get my coat.

I'll get mine will you?

spare us will you? what? this act. these ghostly shivers. no act.

it's just chilly.

why don't you feel it?

do you mind?

All right.

Testing room wavelength, take one.

Stop it! Oh, stop it! All right, Eddie, that's enough.

That

was

it. That was it.

It was by the steps. It was by the door!

I saw her again.

same place?

no there.

white clothes.

solid? yes quite solid. was she moving?

I think so.

there was something wrong the way she moved. how?

sort of twisting.

let's hear it again cliff.

Did record I got them on my headphones look I don't get this and let me test

this thing

She

got away

It's the screaming.

Yeah.

Could you hear it from your hut?

No, only when I went into the room.

Well, I just can't stand a woman's screams.

Soft-hearted.

I was with my wife in a car crash.

Killed? No.

Divorced.

Might have something to do with it.

But, um... Well, this is even worse in a way.

Worse? Well, a living person in that pain, you can try and help.

Here, you can't.

I'm going to be very old and stuffy and say, drop the whole thing.

No. If you really see something, it must mean extra sensitivity.

I'm a medium.

That makes it sound ridiculous. Knocks on the table, one for yes, two for no.

I'm serious.

Collie's data on file. Let's stand by to take real time from next door. Okay.

Jill, can you start blocking something odd, heuristic stuff?

Those won't touch it.

Book time on the central computer. If you need it, get through to Chicago.

All in code, Collie.

It stays our little secret. Who pays?

Himself. Sure he'd love it if he knew.

There's a full account of the first five years from 1890 and also the past six

months. Okay, well, what about the bit in between, the odd 80 years?

We got a witness.

Cameras? What's all this stuff? What's it for? I told you, ignore it. I didn't

want to come. Just a few simple questions. It won't take long.

You remember this room?

I was just a kid.

You did come in here?

I suppose so. You're not sure?

Well, I did then.

How often?

We knew we weren't rightly meant. How many times? I don't know. In a year,

say.

Ten times? A dozen?

You said between 1952 and 1955.

Maybe a total of, what, 30 visits?

Did you get that, Stu? I got it.

And you heard rats.

Sometimes. Only sometimes.

Nearly every time if we waited.

Nearly every time.

We made these dares out of it, see?

old rats are dirty customers they'll go for you we used to fool about all over

the house smash it up a bit you're a country lad you know the sound rats make

I reckon we must have bust all the windows real bad we were we used to see

who could find a pane of glass still whole and smash cost you a lot to put it

right did it look look I better go now there'll be trouble if I don't get back

that old cow down there should

I reckon I'll just get along.

It's there. Can't you hear it?

You've never been in that room, have you?

Oh, no, you're lying! Peter! You stayed at the door and listened. You knew what

it was. Leave him alone!

You were afraid of it! Well, why not? Why shouldn't he be? It's a normal human

reaction. He's the sane one. We're the freaks.

Nothing.

What happened to Jackie?

We never done nothing to him. It was the door got stuck. That door.

He was inside the room. We never meant... We couldn't help it, could we?

He's all right, old Jackie.

Did he see it?

He made out it spoke to him.

Then the others come.

The others? It was just his talk, see.

What happened to him?

He's all right. He's got this job, hasn't he? Can I meet him? What for?

You don't remember?

They took him up the county.

Where? The county, you know.

They put him right.

They can do that.

He don't care a button. He just laughs all the time.

He's all right.

Hey, hang on, I've got a carton. Let him go!

Reception?

Yes, he is.

Mr. Ryan's officer.

Brock. Oh, hello, Helen, my love. How are you?

Yeah, we're settling in fine.

Fine.

Croshaw?

But that's all settled. There's no question.

There just isn't room for him here.

Talk to him?

Look, I don't want to see the man.

I'm right in the middle of an experiment.

Look, is he there?

Himself, the old grey widow-maker.

When will he be back?

All right, then. Under duress.

Tomorrow.

Bye.

Experiment.

I don't know what you'd call that, the time since she died.

quasi life.

all right quasi life.

during it she must have made 8,000 appearances minimum.

sound only? yes.

envision about a tenth as many. sounds a hell of a lot.

spread over all those years it isn't.

and there's a cyclic factor.

bursts of activity.

1905 looks a good year all around there.

the time of the letter. yeah it could be. what letter? the letter to Father

Christmas except that it wasn't. from Martin Tasker aged 8.

Later to die a recluse.

You see that?

Concentrated patches of haunting.

Shall we scrap that word? What, haunt? Yes.

It blows at his mind. Gets in the way. Like all the jokey talk. Saw a ghost

eating toast halfway up a lamppost. Oh, shut up!

Eddie's right.

Let's cut out all the loaded words. Ghost, spook, apparition, phantom.

This isn't some little shade that couldn't get into heaven because the

pearly gates were shut.

there's something else.

something interesting.

you don't want her to be alive.

do you think it is?

no. well then. I might be wrong. is anybody here religious?

I don't mean that. just respect for her I suppose.

old Louisa? she wasn't old. she was 19.

you've demolished her. I know you love. I know the way your mind works.

You're on the track of something that serves her up as a very dry dish indeed

and you feel funny about it.

Come on, give.

Well,

it's just the first rough model.

I took the sudden coldness as basic.

A temperature drop of at least three degrees or we wouldn't notice it. Fair

enough. Taking the volume of air in that room and varying times from 10 to 90

seconds, what we get is a power flow of between 20 and 200 kilowatts a minute.

A heat pump? A furnace in reverse.

Pete, you see what's coming out here?

Heat drawn rapidly from the surroundings and concentrated.

Ionization? Hotspots forming in the air. Like fireballs.

Converting into other forms of energy.

Sound waves, light.

Quite a process. Crude energy forming itself into regular, recognizable

patterns.

I don't know.

Eddie. Well, let's make a practical start.

trace these hot spots see if they exist now we've got heat sensors and we can do

it two stages a broad scan then home in now there is the crossover stage but we

can improvise there come on then lead me to the cash bar

well eddie likes it

early

warning Any quick temperature change and this light comes on.

Now, four of these should cover the whole... Watch it!

Following in Louisa's footsteps, eh?

One's enough.

No.

Oh, I don't buy it either.

I've never felt cold in there.

Never once. Not a goose pimple.

And you're skinny. You're a natural shiverer. Shit. Wrap up warm stew, me

mum always says.

Stuck another bug.

Okay, rerun.

How's it going?

Trying more variables?

There are some we've missed.

Such as?

The strength of people's reaction.

To it?

Everyone's is different.

One hears it loud, another hardly at all.

Why? That's what you'd expect.

Strength of faculties. Like eyesight or hearing.

What about Stu?

Yeah, I still don't get a thing. Why, he's... he's ghost-proof. Like

colorblind. Good.

I'm running a fresh program and I'm putting him in it. What?

I'm running Stu as a parameter.

Aim at last. What's the idea?

He's significant.

How? Oh, don't mind me.

Suppose Stu was your only witness.

In that case, would she walk?

Do you see what I mean?

Would she walk?

For him.

There it is.

Right there.

It was sort of creepy, but you must have seen her.

Just you and Jill. No warning.

Now it works.

I saw her face this time.

She's so frightened.

She's running from something. The footsteps.

Always running.

Probably old Tasker coming to pinch her bum.

Three times round the table and the girl is mine.

She died.

It's really getting to you, isn't it?

Jill.

To be afraid like that.

You afraid of all this?

No, I don't think so.

What then?

It's just the thought of it.

Of there being nothing left of you but just enough to repeat the worst moment

of your life over and over again. That doesn't happen. But if it did, if she

knew... We talked about it. We all agreed... Could there be anything there

that knows? Not in my book. Just a dead mechanism?

That's all there is left.

That's horrible.

But it's better than knowing.

I couldn't bear it if she knew. There, there. It's all right.

It's all right. It's all right.

To be so alone.

All right, that's it.

You said it and got it over with. Your moment of superstition.

It wasn't.

What you need's another drink. Come on.

Oh, hello. Christine, darling, yeah.

I meant to ring you earlier, but you know problems.

Oh, something slightly interesting, Rowan.

Yeah, I'll tell you all about it.

Oh,

probably tomorrow.

The kid's in bed, are they?

Is she?

I'll give her my biggest kiss, then.

A what?

A drawing.

I can't wait.

Look, about Chuffy, is his hoof all right?

Uh-huh.

What did the vet say?

Nothing, Jill.

She's about.

I can tell.

Scrawshaw, sir.

Uh, Brock?

Oh, excuse the hands.

I've been doing some dye tests.

In very inadequate conditions.

You, uh, you've never been to my place at Slough, have you?

That's hardly more than a shed.

The interview chair.

Do the test yourself.

Or? Is that so? Make it a rule.

Never delegate?

Responsibility? No, never.

No. Now, I'm a plain nuts and bolts man.

What?

My own hands.

I am. He'd like that.

Who? Oh, Patrick. He was a nuts and bolts man himself.

Started with electric irons. Oh, no. Yes, of course you do.

It's a good ploy.

I don't like that word.

Gambit, then.

He said we should have a talk.

We're having it.

Meaningful.

No.

Hmm?

Not meaningful. Since we're being fussy about words, that's not one he uses.

Oh, Brock, I need more working space. This place you've got here is enormous.

I could just have a look round. Sorry.

Some corner that you're not using. Not a chance.

Let me tell you about my project. I know. The world's first all-electronic

washing machine.

Domestic. Domestic. The first to sort its own wash and program itself.

The first to sniff out items with non-fast dyes, etc., etc., etc.

It'll do all that.

When it works. It'll work.

When it does, that triumph of over-sophistication will cost 900 nicker

per machine, just to make.

Now, that is a lie.

I've seen the costings.

Well, who showed them to you?

Guess. Now, I will not beat old Nippon with the like of that at all at all.

He never say that.

He did. He saw the point. This place is for fundamental research, not for

patching duds. But he wouldn't have said me, Garfield. Me to tell you? Yes, he

would. He's got a kind heart. I haven't. Right, chat over. No, wait a minute,

Garfield. No more time.

Just listen to me, Nippon.

the nature of observed reality.

that's what this program takes in. old philosophy stuff. it might apply to her.

does she walk when there's nobody there?

that's it. makes a hell of a difference to the number of times. I mean all those

years when the house was empty.

aversion with added steward.

hey.

oh no.

I didn't spot that. I should have done. I just didn't spot the connection.

Well let's have it if this means anything.

Oh I'll run it again.

Why? Oh it's wrong. Why? It must be.

No no no. I like it. It's got the makings.

It's what you really wanted. You shaped it that way. I didn't. You couldn't help

it love. The old intuition right on the button. Oh for pity's sake.

Beautifully simple. No no I'll start again.

Peter.

It's the room.

What? Just the room itself. Nothing else.

Well do you mind telling me how... There is no ghost. But I heard it! All right.

Now, try this for size.

The room holds an image.

And when people go in there, they pick it up. What you hear or what you see is

inside your own brain.

Oh, no! That'd be why the sounds don't echo and why we can't locate them.

That'd be why they don't record. No machine hears them. I got them on my

headphones. You got them in your head.

What about the hot spots?

Forget it, Eddie. I mean, the whole temperature thing. There isn't any.

Look, I know when I'm cold. The body's reaction, like allergy, and just as

quick, your whole physiology's affected.

By what?

but what's in there but i thought you said don't you get it yet it must act

like a recording fixed in the floor and the walls right in the substance of them

a trace of what happened in there and we pick it up we act as detectors decoders

amplifiers a recording it would have to be in the stone i wonder Some

kind of natural process.

Freaky. Perhaps it only occurs under extreme conditions. Some kind of extreme

human output, emotion, terror, and that prints off. Like the shadow of the

people from the big bomb blast. And we're sensitive to it. What about me?

You? You've got no playback. That's all. Some transistor's missing.

You're the exception that proves the rule, thank God.

I'm waiting for the penny to drop.

I mean, if I'm right, this could be it.

The big one.

recording medium it's a boot in the guts of old nippon

we're

waiting the head of an idea could be the big one

into the human brain of both sound and vision

no intervening apparatus at all i read

It's going to be hours, all hours.

Television without the TV set, no box, not even a visor in front of the eyes.

Just a sort of clip. Yeah, costume jewellery, the 13-channel earring.

I saw.

Oh, wonderful nip on her great feet.

Go now, go now to cut your big belly.

You can't say belly.

When it goes wrong, your hair man will have to operate on your head. Hey, don't

mention that! Not in the sales brochure. Let's keep it positive.

Coronation Street. Double your money. Come dancing. War and peace.

of it is and i'll listen patrick will you listen to me

It's called Kentish rag, ragstone. It's a kind of green sand.

Is it rare?

Good grief, no. It's been quarried ever since Roman times.

Used all over the south of England.

Most of medieval London is built of this stuff.

Better and better.

How? Could explain a lot of ghost stories.

Oh, see what you mean.

Collie, it all keeps clicking together.

I saw it again for just a fraction of a second. I seem to be getting worse.

Yes, I wanted to. It couldn't make a man.

Vibration.

You going to go on without Eddie?

Where is Eddie?

He's gone to find some special triodes. Oh.

Collie, you help out?

I'll do my best. We'll show you how.

How long do you intend to... As long as it takes.

All right. Get your stuff set up.

Jill, Stu, shall we make a night of it?

Okay, Pete.

What do you want to do?

Get control.

Not yet. How could we possibly?

The essence of experiment, Jilly. Put it to the proof.

Frequency? 740. Right.

Give me that. Ten seconds.

And another ten.

Well? We haven't enough data. We're getting data all the time. I'm building

snoot.

Back to the steps.

Laser plus sound.

Cut them!

Right. Run number 17. Laser plus five second bursts. Peter, what's the use?

We're on the right track. Just keep going.

You've had a response. No!

We've heard it twice tonight. Not because of anything we did. It didn't

relate. It's got to relate, Collie.

All right.

All right. Break for ten minutes.

I'll get some coffee up.

Just another hour. If we don't get anything by then, bear with me. You're

the captain.

I think you're right. It's a vibration thing.

Oh, no, it is.

But, Peter, it'll take huge programs to analyze it. Of course.

I'd like to develop them. Fine.

well then why this tonight?

I've got to know.

Peter I don't think any of us is quite... well we've all been under a

strain these days here. the more rational we've tried... what are you

driving at?

we're all past it. not me love. yes you. no don't say that. don't do it.

I've got a feeling about this. you get this exact grip on a thing this

clarity... what have you promised Ryan?

Nobody? What's the use?

Nerves jangled. What do you think?

That may be good.

What the

hell?

That's not computer language.

It's your code number. You fed it in. I didn't. You must have done it.

There are words.

They might be words. See...

pray. it's so. that's so there.

pray.

prayer.

it's in the computer!

no! it is!

it is! bloody fool!

you picked up words! you got words yourself! that's how it works! i told

you! then it is!

It's different.

What?

She's gone.

How do you mean?

Completely.

I can tell.

I'll tell you what he's done!

Do you know what he's done?

He's wiped the tape!

Leave it at that. We might try another run tomorrow. Run what? She's gone!

Morning, Miss Greeley.

Or should I say good afternoon?

That's up to you.

Where is she?

Look, Patrick, I'm sorry if I gave the impression that we'd...

Yes, well, perhaps I shouldn't have done then.

No, no, no. I'm not bucking down at all.

Just don't want you wasting your time coming down here when we... I've got

every confidence.

I know we're on the track of it. It's just a matter of getting the bugs out,

that's all.

As usual.

What?

Well, of course you've got a right to know.

It's a mineral medium.

Don't pin me down, Patrick. I can't be more specific at this moment of time.

Patrick, please.

It's a variation of Eddie Holmes' digital crystal. In fact, that may turn

out to be it after all.

I just can't give a more technical explanation right now.

Yes, of course I will, Patrick.

Of course.

Yeah.

Don't say anything.

It's over. It's finished.

If I can just walk away from this one.

He's a funny man. You never quite know what he's... You can't tell from his

voice.

Just as long as he doesn't... Oh, he's devious, of course, but what the hell?

I've seen him be treacherous.

But not to anybody that he really...

No he wouldn't do that.

Whatever the effect was, it's obviously gone. We're good.

Obliterated. Yes.

Now we've had time to take it in, I'm glad. It's what I wanted to do in the

first place. Oh, cut the computer.

I'll be fair, I did.

So, just let's regard it as a bit of a nonsense, part of the housewarming.

It got out of hand, I plead guilty.

Now the room is clear, we can set it up for computer storage and get on.

I've been working on the new schedules. Thank pardon, sir.

What is it?

Where's it to go, sir?

Crawshaw. The old bastard did it.

He's putting him in here.

Ready for my data, Stuart?

Yeah, just clearing the decks.

And after the other night?

Yeah. Get rid of it.

Things are now.

Get rid of it fast.

Stu,

if she simply fell... What have you got there?

The words that came through.

Why these words?

Pray, soul, pray again, prayer, save.

They're nothing to do with falling off steps.

Oh, forget it.

Save.

From what?

Jill, forget it.

The others.

I'm going to show him this.

Oh, not Peter.

Of course. No, love, not today.

What? Well, at Crawshaw, the great invasion.

Oh, yes.

Well,

at

least he's not getting this.

I thought it'd be fine in the other way. This filthy dump.

Here, Jill, have you seen this? Location of the store corps unit. Peter, I've got

something I want to show you. In the other room. Oh, no, no. The word. I

don't want to see. I don't want to know.

Just a minute.

Just around the bottom there.

Jill!

What's the matter? Come on. What is it?

Get her out of this. What's the matter, girl? You didn't hear it.

What? Pete, it wasn't her this time. It was different.

It was something else. You'll have to stay out of this room. It's the

association. It wasn't her.

Keep out of here. Peter, you've got to listen to me. Things went too far. My

fault. I know it was.

You've got to rest, unwind, go home and take it easy. Peter! I can't have you

cracking up. Now, will you do that for me?

He's right, Jill.

When they come, they're not allowed in this room under any circumstances at

all. Do you get that?

Yes, sir. Right.

Mr. Brock, there you are. I've tracked down that exorcism. What? I went to the

museum. Oh, not now.

And there it was.

Collie Cope, will you please come?

It wasn't easy to discover.

It's very kind of you, very helpful, but just at the moment I've got business.

Well, Brock.

This way.

That really was a little...

you said an exorcism yes well he knows about it oh we had the documents 1892 no

no it was 1760 1760 the house wasn't built then indeed not there was just

some sort of ruin here nevertheless there had been complaints so a service

was performed quite useless apparently that's if you accept there'd been

anything there in the first place

What about tackling mine, Bill? Give me a chance, Eddie.

Hey, what is this?

Can't say don't let Peter see that. We've got work to do. Soon, Eddie.

I give up.

Well?

It's the concept of a tape that's wrong.

It's more like a great depth, a chord. Or the stone. He erased her. She was

only in the surface layer, the most recent.

1890?

Recent?

There'd be much older impressions underneath.

Much deeper.

How far are you trying to go back?

A long way.

I've seen an office.

Do what I can.

I've got a great deal of paperwork to do.

Costing. Peter, have you got a moment? This is Joel Greely who programs our

computer, William Croshaw. Ah, I shall have need of you, young lady. Your

little machine.

Listen, I've got that crack about costing.

Now, this machine of mine is viable, and I am going to prove it.

What do they think they're doing?

Colours like that.

My wife's old machine had just spit about naturally.

Hey, those blokes are curious.

You're telling me?

No, no, no, no, no, no. I mean, one of them said, what was this about a ghost?

Now, you be careful. Oh, yeah, don't worry. I was.

Bill?

Bill?

they're still working on that wound.

I'm glad to say.

nobody thinks there's anything wrong. not now.

Jill.

there must be a decay.

what? what decays Jill?

whatever stored in the stone.

the recording.

otherwise it would be like perpetual motion an impossibility.

it would have to...

corrode and lose definition.

over a long enough period it would have to. but then if you boosted it.

collie i think that's what he's done. boosted?

some deep level record.

much older.

so old.

and shapeless. jill there's nothing.

i know there is.

remember i'm on your side.

you're not any longer. then sit down and talk.

Am I the only one?

Collie?

Am I?

Jill.

Full facilities, he said, and full facilities I will have, and I'll accept

nothing less, and you can stick that up your...

Go and make some coffee, will you?

Peter, I've got to talk to you. It's what I think it is. Even if it is. You

won't give up, will you?

You started this whole thing and you're going to keep it going.

You're determined.

You're getting to enjoy it.

Enjoy? Not healthy. Yum, yum, enjoy.

Some people like to destroy people, Gillian. You're turning into one.

If you can't take me from my family, it's got to be destruction.

It's not true.

That creature who went out here just now, that baboon with the dyed hands,

he's got his foot on my neck through you.

Peter, you were right about the recording.

There are more things on it.

Oh, no.

I can prove it. Oh, sweetie, you're into fantasies. You've got to listen to me.

Unless we're careful, you could get very, very sick.

You're going on leave.

For a month. No.

No, make it two months, starting now. I can't. Stu can take over. He knows the

computer. And he's level-headed. He's up to it. Peter!

I'm on rest now.

I think someone else did know about this.

Who?

Louisa.

Good night, miss.

This hour?

I think she's having a breakdown.

Yes.

I'll send her on leave.

When?

Today. I told her to go. Just like that? Just go?

Well, what else?

If you feel strongly about it, go with her.

Take Jill?

Yes. You've been under a bit of a strain here lately, all this extra work.

Sputter leaves what you both need, so why not the pair of you?

Get it all out of your system.

What was it?

Accidental death.

Oh, by the way, Brock, those environment chaps have been back, looking for you.

Oh?

Clapping a preservation order on that room, are they?

Pleased with the verdict?

Why did you have to say all that?

About her?

A mental state? They had to know. Did they?

Look, it wasn't just a fool that did it. They knew that. They said shock.

Total inhibition.

It's when your whole system packs up.

She brought it on herself.

I'll go and get my lab coat, Stuart.

You were lucky.

What's he doing in there?

That's what I was told, sir. Officer Brock.

We had to get rid of it.

What? That's what she'd just been working on. It had to go.

Not suppressing anything.

It's not evidence. It's all computer language.

It's all her work. Leave it to me.

Eddie.

Mad stuff, Collie. It's gone now.

You saw it?

Well, you wouldn't understand it.

7,000 years, it said.

I mean insane stuff.

You all right, sir?

Are you?

Shocking behaviour.

Shocking. Mr. Collinson, too.

Why don't you do anything about him, sir?

Made off, has he, sir?

Disgraceful.

Sure all right now, sir?

Oh, before I forget, sir, them conservation inspectors was here again.

Yes. In there a long time they was.

They said there would be a summons.

And before they went, one of them said, did you know about the room?

What? Just that, sir.

What did they mean?

That's all, sir.

Just, did you know about the room?

We're okay now, sir?

Yes, thanks. You can go.

Thank you, sir. Good night.

Thank you.