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(bell tolling)

(children chattering, laughing)

♪♪ (children singing nursery rhyme)

-(bell continues tolling)
-(chattering, laughing)

♪♪ (singing continues)

-Is that for us?
-No, it's for you.

-What is that?
-A mantrap.

MAN: They used to use it
for catching poachers.

MAN: Hello, Amy.

-Hello, Charlie.
-Where do we put it, Mr. Sumner?

-Oh. Here in the back.
-GIRL: Oh, it's heavy, Mr. Sumner.

I'm surprised you still remember me.

Where do we put it, Amy?

Anywhere you want.
It's your birthday present.

-(chuckling) Happy birthday.
-Thank you.

-GIRL: Don't scratch it.
-Why are you surprised?

How long has it been, Charlie?

Three summer holidays in six years.

David, this is an old friend of mine,
Charlie Venner.

My husband, David Sumner.

-Mr. Venner.
-Please call me Charlie.

-You work around here?
-Sometimes.

-Will you give me a hand, please?
-Yeah.

-David's a mathematician.
-What are you going to catch?

-Peace and quiet.
-Oh, an arithmetic teacher.

-Well, uh –
-AMY: No.

He's writing a book
on the computer analysis of the celestial –

Good try. Here, why don't you
put this in the trunk, Amy.

-Here, let me.
-Thank you.

Maybe, um, Charlie could
help us with the garage, David.

Yeah, that's a good idea.
This fellow Norman, uh –

-Scutt.
-Yes. He's, uh, taking forever.

Me and Bobby'll do it for you, Mr. Sumner.

Me and my cousin Bertie will be out
tomorrow. We'll get it up for you.

Yes? How much?

Oh, reasonable.

-Okay, thank you. We're at –
-Back at Trencher's farm.

We'll be there, sir.

Good. Good.

Where are you going?

David?

-Where are you going?
-Cigarettes.

(whispers)
Okay.

(door closes)

Uh, a couple of packs of
any American cigarettes, please.

-(honks)
-MAN: Time, gentlemen, please.

Finish your drinkin', gentlemen.
Let me have your glasses.

(children yelling, chattering)

CHARLIE: Henry Niles.

I thought he was to be put away.

Oh, we can take care
of our own here. Usually do.

Remember when
I took care of you, Amy?

But you didn't.
Remember?

There was once a time,
Mrs. Sumner

when you were ready
to beg me for it.

Take your hands off me.

(cash register rings)

Come on, gentlemen. Drink up.
Let me have your glasses, please.

MAN: Bloody early, Harry.

Harry...

I think I should have another pint.

Sorry about my uncle, Harry,
but I think he's a bit taken with drink.

Oh.

I do beg your pardon,
Mr. Harry Ware.

I'll pay for
the American gentleman's cigarettes.

Oh, no, that's okay, I –

That's all right. I got it, sir.

Garage coming along?

Norman fixing it up all right?

Yeah.

And I'll pay for the glass.

And I'll even pay for the little bit of plaster
to put on your bleedin' finger.

But I do think I should have
another pint to take me home.

The bar's closed, Tom.

-Come on, Tom.
-Oh. (chuckles)

It is, is it?

I'll bloody see about that!

-CHARLIE: Take it easy, old man!
-Old man, you say?

(giggling)

All right, Tom.
You've had your fun.

Pay the man and leave.

Ah.

Oh. (sighs)

I do beg your pardon,
Mr. Magistrate.

But what I am, I am.

What's the damage, Harry?

Call it a quid, Tom.

Let's call it, uh...

30 bob.

Will that do then, eh, Major?
(blowing raspberries)

Go home, Tom, will you,

or you'll be up before me
on a fresh charge.

Come on, lads.
Work to be done.

-See you tonight, Harry.
-All right, Tom.

I showed him, eh, lads?

(laughing)

Uh, they're paid for, sir.

They are now.

(engine starts)

(horn honking)

-Stupid cow!
-Get off!

What was that about?

♪♪ (radio: jazz)

Who was that big guy
with the beard?

Why?
(giggles)

Is he any relation
to your friend Charlie?

Yes.

♪♪ (jazz continues)

♪♪ (radio changing stations: classical)

♪♪ (classical continues)

How well do you know
this fellow Venner?

AMY: Stop teasing.

-Did you ever go out with him?
-Stop.

-Hmm?
-(giggling) Leave me alone! Stop it!

-(humming)
-Stop.

-Tell me.
-I'll stop the car.

I just want to know.
Tell me.

Stop. I'm telling you.

-You asked for it.
-Okay.

All right, drive the car – Ooh!

-Ooh! Ooh!
-(giggling)

You asked for it!
Chicken!

-You're nuts!
-You're terrible! You're wicked!

-Oh, by the way –
-Yeah?

Venner did try to get fresh once.

Yeah? So?

-(continues giggling) Nothing happened!
-♪ Ba-bum ♪

♪ Ba-ba-bah-bum
Ba-ba, ba-bum ♪

(radio off)

Hi.

You'll have some help tomorrow.

Charles Venner and his cousin
are coming to help finish the garage.

SCUTT: We'll have the garage finished
before Chris gets the rats out.

-Hello, miss.
-DAVID: Chris?

Yeah, Chris.

Oh, yes. Mr. Cawsey.
The rat man.

-Want a hand with this, sir?
-Yes.

It's a real antique, sir.

-Rare, they are.
-My wife is a collector.

But I end up with them.

I find it's a bit large
for my prey, sir.

-Won't do at all.
-Don't count on it.

-CAWSEY: Do you like it here, sir?
-Very much.

-(whistles)
-I hear it's pretty rough in the States, sir.

Have you seen some of it, sir?

Bombin', riotin', snipin',
shootin' the blacks?

Can't walk down the streets,
they say, Norman.

Was you involved in it, sir?
I mean, did you take part?

See anybody get knifed?

Just between commercials.

Wanna put that down there?

No, I'm just glad I'm here
where it's, uh, quiet

and you can breathe air that's fresh

and drink water that doesn't have to
come out of a bottle.

It isn't water that I drink
out of a bottle, sir.

(Cawsey giggling)

Those two fellows will be up
to help you tomorrow.

AMY: Kitty! (whistles)

-You gonna have a crack at her, Norman?
-No.

Ten months inside
is enough for me.

-They got anything worth taking?
-Nope.

Except, uh... these.

-You bloody fool.
-It was nothing.

She's got a dozen or more.

Full of perfume. (giggling)

You like my trophy?

Bugger your trophy.

I want what was in 'em.

I could do with
some of that too, Normie.

Charlie Venner.

He had some of it years ago

when she was here with her father.

Venner's a bloody liar,

and so are you.

♪ Tell her, smell her
Lock her in the cellar ♪

Kitty, kitty. Where are you?

-Gone?
-(whistling) Kitty.

(whistles)

Kitty, kitty.

Here, kitty, kitty.

Kitty, kitty, kitty.

Want a drink?

I can't find the cat.

Doesn't answer my call.

Do I?

You'd better.

Why did you hire Charlie Venner?

I didn't. You did.

Kitty.

If she's in my study, I'll kill her.

What?

Nothing.

That your daddy's chair?

Every chair is my daddy's chair.

I'm glad we came.

(giggles)

-What are you doing?
-Kiss me.

-Hmm?
-Kiss me.

(moans)

-You're an animal.
-Mm-mmm.

Why'd you take my heater
out of the study?

Because it's going upstairs.

What happened?

AMY: It's not going upstairs.

It's freezing in there.

(sighs)

(door closes)

AMY: Hello.

I can see you're working at top speed.
(laughs)

SCUTT: Does he sit in there
studying all hours?

-(conversation continues, faint)
-(giggling)

You'd better do something.

-My husband will think all Englishmen are lazy.
-Let me help.

Hey!

(door opens)

(door closes)

CAWSEY:
Yeah, come on over here. This way.

SCUTT:
Watch your own fingers, Chris.

What was so funny with them?

They just think you're strange.

Why, because I'm American?

Mmm, no. No.

Just strange.

Do you think I'm strange?

Occasionally.

You act like you're 14.

I am.

Wanna try for 12?

How about eight?
I freak out for eight-year-olds.

(smacking loudly)

(imitates smacking)

-David?
-DAVID: Huh?

Will you please get some lettuce?

Okay.

Oh, and fix the damned toaster.

(sighs)

What does she think
I'm doing here, playing games?

What is this, grammar school?

Jesus Christ.

Uh, we're leavin' now, Mr. Sumner.
Mr. Riddaway be givin' us a lift.

Fine.

Oh, I was just sayin' to your missus

that in a funny sort of way I feel
closer to rats than I do to people.

Even though I kill 'em for a living.
Their dying is my living, you might say.

Smell a rat, see a rat, kill a rat.
That's me. That's Chris Cawsey.

(giggles) I'd be lost without 'em, I suppose.
That's true. I tell you straight.

Cleverest thing you ever see
around these parts is a rat.

(laughs) Rats is life!

-(engine starts)
-(giggling)

Shove up, you overgrown bastard.

How's your day been?
Been up in a fat sheep, have ya?

(Scutt, Cawsey laughing)

SCUTT, CAWSEY:
♪ Oh, you fluffy, fleecy darlings ♪

♪ You with the dark brown eyes ♪

AMY: David?

David!

Dinner's ready!

Did you hear me?

(sighs)

-Hello, Major.
-ALL: Evening, Major.

-Evening.
-Will you be having a pint with me then, Major?

Not tonight. I'll buy my own.

Otherwise we'd never get out of here.

You know that.

Yes, I do know that.

Thanks, Harry.

MAJOR: Excellent.

-John.
-Evening, sir.

-Fancy a game?
-Aye.

-There you are then.
-Evening, Harry.

HARRY: Evening, John.

John Niles, come here to me.

-Is this for a drink then, Tom?
-No, this is for the truth.

Your brother.
Been hangin' around the girls again.

You'd better keep a closer watch,
or we'll be puttin' him away.

It's all right, Pa.
He's only throwing the ball to 'em a little.

A little's too much for that sod.

Watch your tongue, Norman.

I'll watch nothin'
except my own ways.

You watch your brother,
or I'll do it for you.

If he ever makes
a mistake again in any way

I'll be the first
to have him put away.

AMY:
David! You've been at it for hours!

Aah!

-Gave me a fright, you did.
-You watching him, are you?

Just lookin'.

Do you fancy him?

He's sweet, I think.

♪♪ (stereo: classical)

(meows)

Want anything?

♪♪ (classical continues)

-Want a tomato?
-No, thanks.

(yowls)

Want a grapefruit?

(bucket rattles)

(cat yowls)

(yowls)

-Hey, hey.
-Your move.

Okay.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Check.

-Oh, no, David.
-Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

"This move now

puts black into a desperate plight

with no possibility of mobilizing
his disorganized pieces.

Therefore, he begins to return material

to make progress
in developing at any price.

Two pawns down,
white can conveniently –"

Hey, I bet I can undress,
do my exercises and get into bed

before you make your next move.

-Is it a deal?
-You're on.

-Ah! No cheating.
-I'm not cheating.

♪♪ (humming)

Shh, David.

♪♪ (continues humming)

Aha! I have it.

No, no, no, David, just a minute.
Just a minute!

You're supposed to do a hundred.

I did a hundred. I counted
by binary numbers. Make your move.

-Go on.
-Binary numbers.

-Make your move.
-Wait a minute.

-Come on.
-(sighs)

-What about that one there?
-No.

-Uh –
-It's difficult, isn't it?

Terribly.

Just a minute.

I think I have it.

Um – (sighs)

Ooh.

That puts you in.

(chuckles)

(moaning, kissing)

-Jesus!
-What are you doing?

I gotta get my watch off.
You're an animal.

(ringing)

Come on. For Christ's sake.

I'm just setting the alarm.

(clicks, rings)

Are you finished?

-Wait a minute.
-Oh, no. What now?

David.

David, what are you
doing down there?

-Looking for a chess piece.
-(laughing) What are you doing?

Take a look.

-Whoa. Did you find it?
-(giggling) No, not that.

Wait a minute.
Let me give you a hand.

Aah! (laughing)

David, no!

-No, wait! Wait a minute! (continues laughing)
-You see it? Huh?

-No, I didn't find it.
-I think it's a rook.

AMY: No! Aah! Let go!

Mmm! I love you!

(giggling)

I never cheat.

(sighs)

(whistles)

Look, Amy, don't play games with me.

(ball bearings clicking)

I've got a lot on my mind.

You're not being fair.
I'm just trying to help.

-(Cawsey giggling)
-(hammering)

(banging, rattling)

If you want to help,
then get your friends to finish.

Get the garage makers and the
rat catchers – Get them all to finish!

-Oh.
-A-And fix the toilet and clean up the kitchen.

That would be a terrific help!

I love you, Amy,
but I want you to leave me alone.

Okay.

I'll leave you alone
with your blackboard.

Don't play games with me.

No.

Don't do it, Amy.

(horn honks)

AMY: They were practically licking my body.

Who was practically licking your body?

Venner and Scutt.

I congratulate them on their taste.

Damn ratcatcher staring at me.

-Why don't you wear a bra?
-Why should I?

You shouldn't go around without one
and not expect that type to stare.

Look, if... if you could hammer a nail,
Venner and Scutt wouldn't be out there.

Listen, Amy, uh...

fixing the toaster
and getting the garage built

is not exactly the reason
I came here in the first place.

Are you saying
you'd be happier if we hadn't left?

We left because
I got a grant to do work

which I haven't found
the time to do.

You left because

you didn't want
to take a stand, commit.

Commit to what?

Huh?

I was involved with my work.

You want something out of me
that is not right to deliver.

That's not what I was there for.

But I know why you're here.

Why?

Could it be because there's
no place else to hide?

I'm here because you once said...

y-you thought
we could be happier here.

Remember?

I'm sorry.

Are you sorry sorry, or just sorry?

-Sorry sorry.
-Then come here.

I'm gonna take a bath.

Why? You don't need one.

I think I do.

Hey.

By the way, I never claimed to be
one of the, uh, "involved."

(hammering continues)

DAVID: Don't forget to draw the curtains!

♪♪ (humming)

-Hello.
-Hi.

Thinking?

Mm-hmm.

-Don't want to come for a walk, do you?
-Sure.

When?

In a little while.

♪♪ (humming)

Hey, hey, come on. Come on.

Hello.

Good evening.

AMY: Kitty! Kitty!

Kitty, kitty.

David, I can't find the cat!

Can you forget the cat
and let me work for a minute!

Kitty!

Kitty, kitty, kitty.

Kitty!

Kitty!

-(truck engine idling)
-Kitty? Kitty, kitty?

"Kitty, kitty. Kitty, kitty, kitty."

-Shit.
-Here, kitty, kitty.

CAWSEY: Other side, sir.

-(engine starting)
-Hang on. Hang on.

-Hold it, hold it.
-Wait for him for a minute.

(engine starts)

(engine revs)

-(engine halts)
-(men laughing)

(ignition clicking)

(click)

(laughing continues)

(engine starts, revs)

(laughing continues)

CAWSEY:
♪ Where be the blackbird ♪

-♪♪ (singing continues)
-(horn honks)

-(laughing)
-Oh!

-Hey, let him pass! Let's see how good he is!
-(horn continues honking)

Whoo!

-(laughing)
-CHARLIE: You're out of your mind!

-Hello, Henry.
-Hello, Janice.

Henry! Come here!

Oh, he's all right.
Aren't you, Henry?

(giggles)

Henry, how many times
I gotta tell you, boy?

You don't listen.

(thumping on trunk)

Come on.

Come on, Henry.
We're going home.

TOM: What do you want?

You'd have known for sure what
she was after 20 years ago, eh, Tom?

-Now, now, that'll do.
-(all laughing)

-They still down at the hall bingoin'?
-Yeah.

Tell her I'm behavin' meself.
I'll be along soon.

Bobby!

Run along now.

-Hello, David.
-Hi.

Bobby!

Take care of your sister, mind.

I will, Dad.

-Bye, Mr. Sumner.
-Good-bye.

I'd like a scotch, double, with ice.

(snickers)

Cheers.

(crunching)

-(door opens)
-Evening, Major.

-Evening, Major.
-Evening, Major.

-Mr. Sumner?
-Yes?

I was about to call up to your farm
to welcome you into our little community.

I've just been welcomed.

-I'm John Scott.
-DAVID: Hello.

I saw your car outside. I thought
perhaps we could drive up together.

I wanted to have
the good Reverend and Mrs. Hood

talk you into joining us at the church social
this coming Thursday.

The vicar will run me home.

Can I buy you a drink, Major,
before you go?

No, thank you, Tom.
We're in a hurry.

Buy 'em all one.

-Good night, Major.
-Good night, Major.

-RIDDAWAY: Watch out for sheep!
-(snickering)

You got your Wellington boots on, Major?

♪ Now, some men goes for women ♪

♪ And some men goes for boys ♪

♪ But my love's warm and beautiful ♪

♪ And makes a baa-in' noise ♪

-(Cawsey imitates sheep bleating)
-Amy, nice to see you.

-Major, why haven't you been out to see us before?
-Shearing time. My apologies.

-I see you brought my drunken husband home.
-Come on. I'm not drunk yet.

MAJOR: Certainly not my fault.

-Hi. I'm David Sumner.
-I just brought him home.

-Barney Hood.
-Reverend.

-My wife.
-Mrs. Hood.

-Hello.
-Well, well. Well, please sit down.

-Barney. Louise.
-BARNEY, LOUISE: Hello, Major.

♪♪ (stereo: bagpipes, drums, loud)

-♪♪ (continues, loud)
-What are you drinking, Reverend?

Scotch.

♪♪ (off)

The reverend and his wife

came to invite us to a party
at the church hall next week, David.

Oh.

Well, it's, uh, going to be more than
an invitation, Reverend, isn't it?

Major, you gave away
our secret plan.

-Who said anything about money?
-I was thinking of about five –

I'll take it.
Thank you very much.

And I expect to see you both
at the social and at the church

when you can spare the time.

Time is a little difficult to find
these days. Uh, so are cats.

By the way, Amy, did you find
your, uh, kitty, kitty, kitty?

No.

At least give us some hope
about your coming to church.

Yes. After all, hope is your business,
Barney, isn't it?

Yes, and faith.

-And charity.
-(chuckling)

-MAJOR: Thanks.
-Amy's been telling us why you came to Wakely.

-To write, to meditate.
-Why did you come?

I was drafted.

-BARNEY: Well, tell us what you do.
-DAVID: Okay.

I'm a, uh, astral mathematician.

Oh. Never heard of it.

-That's because I just made it up.
-(chuckles)

(whispers)
Let me get you another drink.

I have a grant to study, uh,

possible structures
in stellar interiors

and the implications regarding
their radiation characteristics.

-Am I boring anyone?
-Radiation. That's an unfortunate dispensation.

It surely is. Yes, indeed.

As long as it's not another bomb.

You're a scientist.
Can you deny the responsibility?

Can you?

After all, there's never been a kingdom
given to so much bloodshed as that of Christ.

-That's Montesquieu, isn't it?
-Oh, really?

LOUISE: Who's he?

Somebody well worth reading.

We'd better leave these good people.

Yes, well, you won't let me
walk home, will you, Barney?

Mrs. Hood, you're very lovely.

-I'll get your coat.
-Does God bore you, Amy?

In the areas of boredom, Mrs. Hood,
God is not my problem.

Your wife tells me you play
an interesting game of chess.

Yeah, I guess I do.

You were awful to the reverend.

No, no, no, no. I wasn't.

He's all right. I like him.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

And his wife is very attractive.

Oh.

Yes, she is, isn't she?

(moaning)

-Here, I think I – I think you need some help.
-(both laughing)

-David.
-Hmm?

What's a binary number?

Uh, zeros or ones...

plus or minus.

In sequences of twos.

-Hey, that's right.
-(giggles)

You're a bright lady.

(chuckles)

You're not so dumb.

Sometimes I need help.

When?

Like, um, now, maybe.

You got it.

What's the matter?

(screams)

(whimpering)

Scutt or Cawsey.

I've locked all the doors
and windows downstairs.

Let's keep them locked
from now on. All right?

Great.

-Did you hear me?
-What?

Scutt or Cawsey.

Why?

To prove to you they could
get into your bedroom.

I don't believe that.

Well, who else is around all the time?

Amy, uh, we left
all the doors unlocked.

I mean, it could have
been anybody passing.

-"Anybody passing"?
-(winding)

David, a complete stranger
comes into our house

and decides to strangle our cat
and hang her in the wardrobe?

-Somebody passing?
-(winding mechanism breaks)

Cawsey or Scutt.

Here, Charlie. It's bloody heavy.

CHARLIE:
Lousy way to make a livin', though.

You gonna look at them all day?

Would you feel better
if I went out and talked to them?

Not necessarily.
Perhaps we could just pack up and leave.

Nobody's leaving.

Why? Because we paid for a year?

Look, Amy, I'm not going to...

just go out there
and blatantly accuse them.

You don't have to accuse them.

You could start by mentioning that our cat
was strangled and see what happens.

(men continue conversing, indistinct)

You can believe in the possibility, can't you?

Okay. Okay.

I'll go out and I'll mention to them
that the cat is missing

and I'll ask them
if they've seen her.

(hammering)

CAWSEY:
All right, let's see what it's good for.

-You don't think that's enough, do you?
-Not quite.

Perhaps you'd like to write them
a note on your blackboard.

CAWSEY:
Well, I thought he might enjoy it.

-(men laughing)
-He might like it!

-DAVID: How are you?
-CAWSEY: Fine, thank you, sir.

-How's it, uh, going up there?
-It's all right, sir.

-We'll finish in a day and a half.
-Want a smoke?

I like the smell of those
American cigarettes, Mr. Sumner.

(conversation continues, faint)

Can you give me a hand with that mantrap?
Just wanna get it in the house.

(chattering)

(door opens)

DAVID:
Uh, right through here.

Right here by the fireplace.

Thanks.

Amy, listen.
I'm gonna catch them off guard.

When?

Right now.

CHARLIE:
Open or closed, Mr. Sumner?

Uh, gee, I don't know.

Uh, open it.

If you can. (chuckles)

Sorry, Charlie.

Bite, sir.

DAVID: I can appreciate that.

DAVID: Be careful.

Watch that hand on the spring.

CAWSEY:
Pretty dangerous thing, sir.

-This is the, uh, safety lock, sir.
-Right.

Where would you like it, sir?

Uh, put it right over
the fireplace there.

You fellows like some beer?

-CAWSEY: Very nice.
-Oh, very welcome.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Uh, cheers, miss.

Cheers.

-CHARLIE: Mr. Sumner.
-Huh?

Would you like to
shoot with us sometime?

Oh, I've, uh – I never hunted much.

Oh, but you've, uh, shot, Mr. Sumner?

Just once or twice, but that was –

CHARLIE: Be easy then.
You should try it, sir.

Living here at Trencher's, with good
shootin' outside the door. Eh, Norman?

Right. Right, sir.

When?

CHARLIE:
How about tomorrow, sir?

Okay. Thank you.

That m –That – That might be fun.

I'd like that. Thank you.

What about the garage?

It can wait.

We'll meet at Wakely
about half past 8:00.

-You know the pub?
-Yes, I do.

Well, I think we'd better
get back to work, sir.

Thank you for putting that up.

SCUTT:
That's all right, sir.

Oh, I, uh, I don't have a gun.

But, uh – (chuckles)

will this do?

(giggles) Ah.

There'll be plenty extra, sir.

Good.

-Thank you for the drink, sir.
-Thank you.

-You're welcome.
-Thanks for the drink, sir.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

(men conversing, faint)

(laughing, conversation continues)

(door opens)

(laughing, conversation continues)

CAWSEY: Wait. Charlie, Charlie.
Wait, wait, wait.

(conversation continues, faint)

Break it, Mr. Sumner.

-Why? It's not loaded.
-Break it.

Now you're sure.

Uh, this'll be you
right over here, Mr. Sumner.

Right.

Now, here's your sack.

We'll beat the ducks right to ya.

-Small, they are.
-Yeah.

We don't want it broken up with shot
unless you have to.

But, uh, if – if you can't catch 'em,

shoot 'em.

They might come
right down here, sir.

Or they might come
from behind as well, sir.

-But I don't move?
-Stay as still as you can be, sir.

Now, we'll be spread about.
If you need us, just call.

You do that.

Here's your sack, Norman.

You drive 'em to me, Charlie.

I will.

Uh, good luck, sir.

Might be a little while, sir.

I'll be here.

(shotgun blasts)

(knocking)

Who is it?

(knocking)

-Is David all right?
-He's fine. Enjoying himself.

May I come in?

All right.

-Would you like a drink?
-I'd love one.

(door closes, lock engages)

(liquor pours)

Would you like me to go?
I will, you know.

No.

Stay and have your drink.
I'd like to know what you think of cats.

I do fancy cats.

Please leave me.

No.

Get out!

Don't tease me, Amy.

Please.

Aah! Aah!

No!

(gasping) Aah!

(whimpering)

(groaning, sobbing)

(panting)

No. Please, Charlie.

Amy .

I don't want to reave you, but I will.

(Amy continues panting)

(whimpers)
No.

-(blouse tears)
-No. No.

No! No!

No!

No! (sobbing)

No. (panting)

No.

Amy!

(whimpering)

N-No.

(moaning)

Easy.

(panting)

(continues panting)

I'm sorry, Amy. I'm sorry.

Hold me.

Hold me. Hold me.

(wings fluttering)

(wings flapping)

(flapping stops)

-(zipper unzipping)
-No.

(screaming)
No! No! No!

(grunting, gasping)

(gasping continues)

(door opens, closes)

Why don't you open the closet?

We don't have any more cats.

I'm firing Venner and Scutt tomorrow.

Hooray for you, tiger.

What for?

Because they stuck it to me
on the moor today.

They also serve
who sit at home and wait.

What?

Nothing. If you'd have said something
to them ages ago about the cat,

-this would never have happened.
-Easy.

-None of it.
-Easy, easy.

I was going to say something
until you pulled that childish stunt

and ruined any chance
I had of finding out.

-David, I didn't –
-I didn't finish.

You pushed me,
and you don't do any good by pushing.

I didn't.

When are you ever gonna
learn about growing up, huh?

I'm trying to.

Well, you're a little late.

Why didn't you ask him instead of making me
look like an idiot with that bowl of milk?

You're a coward.

-No, I'm not.
-And I'm a coward.

Plain and simple.

(chuckles) No, I'm not.

I don't blame you
for hiding in your study.

I don't –

I don't want to
hide there with you.

I – I can't anymore.

Okay. Hey.

Easy, easy, easy.

You're fired, all of you.

I beg your pardon, sir?

I've noted the hours
that you've worked

and I've deducted
the-the time wasted.

-Here. It's all here.
-Why, sir? Why are we fired?

We may not work the way
you like to work, sir –

-Listen to me.
-CAWSEY: Sir, I mean, why?

You're fired because I don't want you around.
I want you to leave. Right now.

-Is that clear?
-We've been working all the time, sir.

Clear enough, sir.

(chattering)

(chattering)

CAWSEY: Well, if he wants rats,
I'll give him rats.

-Norman.
-Huh?

That's a nice way to treat people.

(wings fluttering)

We're due at the church hall at 8:00.

(horn toots)

MAJOR: Dr. Allsopp, I'd like you
to meet Amy and David Sumner.

-Hello. Nice to meet you. My husband.
-Hello, Mr. Sumner.

Hello, Amy.
Nice of you to come.

I'll show you to your seats.

Hello, Reverend.
How have you been?

(party horns tooting)

-Maybe you'd like to sit here.
-Thank you.

-I think you'll be able to see okay from here.
-That's fine.

Would you care for a drink?

Yes, thank you.

I hope you enjoy the show.

Thank you.

Be brave.

(chattering, indistinct)

♪♪ (piano: fanfare)

MAJOR: Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

And welcome to our
annual social gathering.

It's nice to see again
all the old familiar faces.

And the not-so-old, indeed, as well.

To begin the evening, we have
our very own Reverend Barnard Hood.

Your vicar, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you very much.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
for my famous newspaper trick.

Tore it up last year, Barney!

Yes, and I might well
next year too, Tom.

(chuckling)

Here we are, ladies and gentlemen –
a very simple trick.

I simply tear a piece
of newspaper down the center so.

Tear it again.
Fold it towards me.

Music, please.

Open it up very carefully.
Tear it again.

There we are.
Roll it towards me again.

-You enjoy this, Mrs. Johnson?
-Yes, Vicar.

It is a good trick, isn't it?
I do it in front of the mirror every night.

And we begin to open out.
I always enjoy doing this.

Hello, David.

BARNEY: It gives me a chance
to catch up with my reading.

-Hi.
-BARNEY: There we are.

-(paper tears)
-Once again. And here's the end now.

You want a smoke?

BARNEY: And I find
that it hasn't been torn at all!

-No.
-What?

Don't smoke in here.

And you'll also find that
that one isn't torn either!

-(people applauding)
-So sorry about that, ladies and gentlemen.

But I think you'll probably find
that it hasn't been torn at all.

(people laughing)

♪♪ (fanfare)

-Hello, Henry.
-Hello.

I'd like to go for a walk.

-Will you take my arm?
-BARNEY: And now, ladies and gentlemen,

for my pièce de résistance,

I now present to you an empty glass.

I am now going to fill
this glass with milk.

-Would it work better with whiskey, vicar?
-Nothing works better with whiskey.

-I do.
-You've never worked in your life, Tom.

(men laughing)

Now, ladies and gentlemen,
I take the lid off my cocoa tin.

And very carefully now,
I place the glass

into the tin
and replace the lid.

I take up my wand
and I utter the magic words –

(gibberish)

And what do we find in the tin

but one complete glass of milk.

-(applause)
-♪♪ (band: fanfare)

Good old Barney!

BARNEY: If I could convert you to this, Tom,
that would be a miracle.

(men laughing)

Thank you very much.
Thank you. Major.

MAJOR: The next item on this evening's
program, ladies and gentlemen,

-is the talented Miss Valerie Richards,
-You want to go?

Yeah.

who will sing for you the aria "Cara Nome"
from the opera Rigoletto.

♪♪ (strings, piano, saxophone)

♪♪ (singing in Italian)

(Cawsey giggling)

♪♪ (aria continues)

♪♪ (continues)

Dad? It's Janice.

She made off to the yard.
Then she went walking with Henry Niles.

He was holding her, Dad.
Touching her.

TOM: John Niles.

What's the matter, Tom?

Come with me.

-(engine cranking)
-♪♪ (aria continues)

All over her, he was. Touching her.

-(engine cranking)
-Had his hands all over her.

Don't be afraid, Henry.

-I'll find him.
-No.

Let the boys find Janice.
The rest of it can wait, Tom.

(engine cranking)

Have you ever kissed anyone, Henry?

No.

Get your mates to find her.
I'll be waiting in the pub. Get all of them!

Would you like to kiss me?

(engine starts)

-♪♪ (ends)
-(bell tolling)

-(applause, faint)
-(bell continues tolling)

Go on. Find him!

BARNEY:
Would you now all please stand?

(bell continues tolling)

As these lights
are extinguished in our eyes,

may they also be put in the presence
of God, the Blessed Virgin

and all the saints.

(bell continues tolling)

Deliver unto the devil
a punishment with eternal fire,

world without end,

unless ye repent.

-BOBBY: Janice?
-BOY: Janice!

-Amen.
-ALL: Amen.

-I have to go, Henry.
-No. No, they might hurt you.

-GIRL: Janice!
-MAN: Come here!

-BOBBY: Where are you, Janice?
-MAN: Henry!

-BOBBY: Janice!
-GIRL: Janice!

(bell continues tolling)

We don't know where she is.
We looked the whole town!

-Keep looking.
-The fog's coming down.

Did you try the lorries and such,
parked outside the meeting house?

-Well, then do it!
-I'll go with him, Pa.

-BOBBY: Janice?
-BOY: Janice!

Janice!

DAVID: We're almost home now.

Can I help?

-David!
-(tires screech)

Jesus! I couldn't stop.

Oh, God, David.

-Easy.
-(groaning)

Okay. Get the keys.

Easy, easy, easy.

-(knock on door)
-AMY: David, you know it's Henry Niles?

I don't want him here.

He's hurt.

I don't want him in my house.

Fine. You get upstairs.
You go to bed.

Take a bath.
You just get out of here.

He'll stay until the doctor comes.

What do you mean,
you don't want him in your house?

(foghorn blowing)

-David, did you get anyone?
-No!

I tried the doctor. He's not home,
and the consul's not either.

Nobody answers.
I'm calling the pub.

(phone ringing)

-Wakely Arms.
-Hello, this is David Sumner.

HARRY: No. No, he ain't.

Well, when he comes in, tell him to call
Trencher's Farm. I've got Henry Niles here.

Right.

It was the American, looking for Allsopp.

He hit Henry Niles with his car.
He's got him up at Trencher's.

Bottle.

And another.

(foghorn blowing, faint)

Let Norman and me go in, Tom.

We know the American.

-I want to know where my Janice is.
-We'll find out for you, Tom.

Riddaway will stay with you, Tom.

That I will.

(Niles mumbles)

(pounding on door)

-You have Henry Niles in there?
-Wait a minute. Is the doctor with you?

-We want to see Niles.
-Why? What's the matter?

Wake up!

-Wake up!
-Don't try to kid us you're sleeping. Come on!

-Hey, wait a minute, now.
-Come on! Come on!

He's hurt.
He could have a broken rib.

Oh. Sorry, sir.

He'll have more than a broken rib if he
doesn't tell us where Janice Hedden is.

-AMY: What about Janice Hedden?
-Took her, he did.

What have you done with Janice Hedden,
you dirty pervert?

Lookee here. He played
his filthy tricks on Janice Hedden.

He took her, and he was seen
with his hands on her body.

She run, he run after her,
and now she's missing.

-Look, I understand your concern –
-You –

Don't touch him!
Don't do that.

Don't put your hands on me!

It's none of your business,
and it never has been.

That's fine.

But you can't hit him.

Listen, Mr. Sumner.

We come to get this bloody freak.

And we're gonna get him,

with your cooperation or without it.

David, stop it!

(giggling)

Hey, listen.

Listen, Henry, did you see
Janice Hedden tonight?

Of course he did. Ain't you listenin' to me?
He did his dirty numbers on her.

Just take it easy.
Henry, listen to me.

Did you take Janice Hedden
out of the meeting house tonight? Huh?

Listen to me. Please.

Gentlemen, he's helpless.
Look at him. He couldn't hurt a fly.

You'd be better off looking for Janice Hedden
than just standing around here.

You know?

All right. We go find Janice,
you go find the doctor.

-I'm not leaving him here with my wife.
-Thought you said he was helpless.

Yeah. You wouldn't leave him alone
with your wife or your kid, if you had one.

Oh, that's different, huh?

Look – Look, fella.

He's staying here with me
until the doctor and the police arrive.

-He's my responsibility.
-Your responsibility?

That's right.

Why?

This is my house.

Okay, come on.

Come on, come on.
Let's go. Come on.

AMY: The police'll be here soon.

-What did the bastard say?
-Didn't talk.

Well, why didn't you make him?
That's what you went in there for!

-Uh, David –
-Why don't you just go make some coffee?

I want that Niles! I'm goin' in.

-Please, David. Stop them.
-Don't worry.

Solid. They can't break in.

I know how they feel.

I'd feel the same way
if it was my kid that was missing.

Amy, go to bed, huh? Go on.

I can handle this.

You give me that Niles!

Hey! Hey, cut it out!

Listen to me. If you don't stop now,
so help me God I'll press charges!

(Cawsey giggling)

Okay, you've had your fun.

I'll give you one more chance.

And if you don't clear out now,
there'll be real trouble. I mean it.

(footsteps retreating)

Come on.

SCUTT: Chris!

Come on.
They're gonna cooperate now.

Just go on upstairs.
Don't worry.

-Where are you going?
-I'm just gonna fix the window.

(bicycle horn tooting)

(tooting continues)

-Do you think we ought to clear off, Norman?
-Why?

We'll get that Niles.
I tell you we will.

-Well, why stop then?
-(tooting)

(giggling)

He's got no right to live,
an animal like that.

Tom, I'll run round, slip in the window
and get that Niles out quick as a flash.

Uh, the rest of you, kick up a row.

Hey!

DAVID: What the hell is wrong
with you people?

RIDDAWAY:
It's that snipe we're after, Mr. Sumner.

-I said stay down!
-I want the lavvy.

Come on.

Look, you stupid Yank.

Let's have Niles
before someone gets hurt!

Come on. Up you go.

(foghorn blowing)

TOM: I've had to put up
with a lot in my time.

-(glass shattering)
-AMY: You can't leave him in there.

TOM: But I draw the line at this place.

-(glass shattering)
-AMY: No!

I'll have an answer, or I'll have blood!

-Where are you going?
-(glass shattering)

Give Niles to them.
That's what they want.

They just want him.

Give them Niles, David!

They'll beat him to death.

I don't care.

TOM: You send him out,
or your whole house will be –

Get him out!

You really don't care, do you?

No, I don't.

CHARLIE: Cawsey!

Come here! (shouts, faint)

-There's more whiskey in the lorry!
-I'll get it.

No. I care.

This is where I live.

This is me.

I will not allow violence against this house.

(pounding)

Don't worry.

-(glass shatters)
-Go on upstairs.

-CAWSEY: Beautiful!
-Please don't leave me.

Just do as you're told.

(Cawsey giggling)

Goddamn it! Get out of there!

-(pounding on door)
-David? It's me, Major Scott.

(pounding continues)

-Come on.
-Thank you.

I see you finally got
through the enemy lines.

Don't worry about that.
I'll tell them to clear off.

Sorry I didn't get here earlier.

Yeah, I am too.
They're breaking all my windows.

David, Janice Hedden is missing.

Tom is out of his mind with worry.
They're drunk out there.

I know that,
but you're the law here.

ALL: ♪ Oh, where can he be ♪

♪♪ (singing continues)

-(screams)
-(screeching)

CAWSEY: I don't just kill 'em, you know.
I breed 'em as well.

-I'll deal with them.
-♪♪ (singing continues)

-David!
-Lots more where they came from.

(laughing, chattering)

Well, Tom, you're being
a bit stupid, aren't you?

Chucking things through people's windows.
You ought to have more sense.

You tell him I want that Niles
or I'll come in and get him!

You give me that bloody gun
and get the hell out of here. That's an order.

What about my Janice?
It weren't one of yours.

-He took my Janice.
-Listen, Tom.

We don't want any trouble here,
do we?

There wouldn't have been any trouble
if you'd put Henry Niles away.

You wanted to put my Emma away
soon enough!

Damn you, Hedden.
Give me that gun.

Damn you, Major. Let go!

(screaming)

-David!
-Bastards!

Bastards!

You bastards!

David, phone! Phone anybody!

Please, phone somebody! David!

Phone!

-No calls tonight.
-It's dead.

Get the lights. Go on.

I didn't reckon on nobody
gettin' killed, Norman.

Yeah, well, that's too bad.
We're all in it now.

-Accessories, we are.
-That's the law.

Henry Niles!

David, give them Niles.
That's what they want.

I'm gonna keep them out of this house.

Please! Listen to me!

-Come on!
-Shut your mouth. Shut it.

I can hold them off. Don't worry.
Someone will show up.

-(glass shatters)
-David!

Cut it out!

Like Major Scott?

David, how are you gonna keep them out?

-I can keep them out.
-How? There are five men out there.

-I know that.
-They have a gun!

-(crashing)
-I know they have.

-Honey, I know what I'm doing.
-Goddamn you, David!

-If you don't give them Niles, I will!
-Oh, no, you don't.

(glass shatters)

CAWSEY:
We're gonna blast your windows!

This is my affair. The lights.

Go upstairs and turn on all the lights.

They won't be able to see me,
but I'll be able to see them. Go ahead.

No.

No, I won't.

Go.

Goddamn you! Move!

(shouting)

Move!

(screams)

-(bicycle horn tooting)
-Yee-hee-hee-hoo!

CAWSEY:
Oh, he's running it into the glass house!

Norman! (giggling)

CAWSEY:
Charlie! In the glass house!

(Cawsey continues giggling)

What are you gonna do on your own?

Do we have any rope? Huh?

I'm talking to you.
Do we have any rope?

No.

I suggest you get
out of the way of the windows.

I also suggest that you turn
the rest of the lights on upstairs.

-Do we have any wire?
-I told you, I won't help you.

I see.

Why don't you entertain Niles?

-(men shouting)
-(glass shattering)

(horn tooting)

(horn tooting)

Norman! Chris!

Who is it?

Where are ya?

-Yaa-ha!
-Aah!

Oh, I fell!

You damn ratcatcher!

I'll wrap this bike round your neck!

(shouts)

(both shouting, laughing)

-See ya at the bottom!
-Yee!

Let me in the door!
I want Niles!

David, they're everywhere.
What are we gonna do?

David! Aah!

CHARLIE: Amy.

Amy . Amy .

Open the door,
and let's have Niles.

I won't let them hurt you.

Please, love.

Wait there. I'm coming, Charlie.

(pounding)

Wait. Wait, Tom.

No, David!

-TOM: Let go!
-Easy, Tom.

Come on, Tom! Wait a minute!

Let me out, David!

David, I'm sick of it.

If you don't let them have
what they want, then I'm going.

Let me go.

Go. Go.

Go ahead.

No! Aah! (sobbing)

-(lock slides)
-Now stay there and do as you're told.

If you don't, I'll break your neck.

(screaming)

There's more cartridges, Tom.
Enough for all of them!

-It's just Niles.
-Listen.

He can't shoot through that door.

TOM: Ya dirty Yank bastard!

-Listen to me.
-(crashing)

You know what happens
if they get in now? They'll kill us all.

They've gone too far to back down now.

Do you understand that?

We're dead if they get in.

Thank you, sweetheart. Stay.

-NORMAN (shouting): Cawsey, come here!
-Where are ya?

-NORMAN (shouting): Cawsey, come here!
-Where are ya?

-Can you get in?
-Yeah, I think so.

They'll be hiding from the gun.
Get in and slip along and open the door.

Hey. Make bloody sure
Tom don't fire at me.

He won't. I'll be there.

Mrs. Sumner,
I've got something for you here. Look.

-(giggling)
-Aah!

See him down there?
(continues giggling)

-Get out! Get out!
-(Cawsey cackling)

(Amy sobbing, screaming)

Let go.

Make one move, you son of a bitch,
and I'll slit your throat.

Give me your other hand.

Come on.

This wasn't any of my doing, sir.
This was Venner and Hedden.

Been after your wife, yes.

Am I hurting you, Mr. Scutt?

-My neck's on the glass.
-Good.

Hope you slit your throat.

-TOM: Come out here!
-(glass shatters)

Amy, come here.

Get me out of here!

Tom!

-Wait. Fine.
-Watch my head.

Hold it still. That's it.

Get upstairs.

There we are.

AMY: David! David! No!

Let me – David! No!

No! D – Aah!

David! No! Aah!

(Amy sobbing)

Open the attic door. Come on.

Come on.

Tom!

TOM: Open the door,
or I'll blow you to pieces!

-You bastard.
-Okay. Okay, take it easy.

Where is he? I can't see him.

Open the door!

(all screaming)

More water!

CHARLIE:
Norman, Tom! Come in here!

(men grunting)

-The door! Can't get it open!
-Tom!

-I got him!
-It'll hold. Where's the pole?

(gunshot)

Go on. Yell out if you see them
come around the front.

Charlie! Come over here!

Quick!

Here we go again!

Keep goin', Norman! Do it again!

(Cawsey cackles)

-Tom!
-To your right a bit.

-Watch this one.
-(clattering)

♪♪ (bagpipes, drums, loud)

He's playing music.

♪♪ (continues)

♪♪ (both humming along)

-Give me the gun, Tom.
-Get out of the way. I'm goin' in.

SCUTT: Keep the gun pointed,
and he won't get near you.

-(screaming)
-I've got ya, Tom!

(screaming continues)

What's the matter, Tom?

You're dead! I'll kill ya!

Don't come in.
You don't come in here.

(hammer clicking)

(maniacal laughter)

♪♪ (continues)

-Evenin', Mr. Sumner.
-(glass shatters)

CAWSEY: Come on!

Come on!

♪♪ (stops)

-(needle scratching in record groove)
-(foghorn blowing)

Gun's empty.

Is it, now?

Why don't you pull it and show me?

I've got plenty of time, Mr. Sumner.

David, I need you!

(screams) Charlie!

No! Get away!

No! Aah!

No! No!

Take him downstairs, Charlie.

You put him to sleep.

I'll call you when I'm ready.

Just do it, Charlie.

(screaming)

No, Charlie!

(gasps)

Jesus.

I got 'em all.

-(screaming)
-(shuddering)

Amy? Get – Get the gun.

Amy .

(groaning) Use the gun, Amy.

(gunshot)

Okay. Okay?

You okay?

Hmm?

(car doors open, close)

(car engine starts)

I don't know my way home.

It's okay.

I don't either.