Quatermass (1979) s01e04 Episode Script

1 [THAMES IDENT.]
[THEME MUSIC.]
In that last quarter of the twentieth century the whole world seemed to sicken.
Civilised institutions, whether old or new, fell as if some primal disorder was reasserting itself.
And men asked themselves "Why should this be?" [TAXI ENGINE IDLES.]
That's it.
Come on - out.
But we're not there.
Look - I can't get no further.
The studio's just down there - through the alleyway.
You can walk it! I distinctly underst0od--- Push off.
Don't you want your fare? Where we you been, guv'? No cash - all been paid for.
Just get going.
[DISTANT EXPLOSION.]
[POLICE SIREN.]
[SOUND OF FLAMES.]
[GLASS CRUNCHING.]
[SHORT BURST OF GUNFIRE.]
[MAN AND WOMAN ARGUING IN DISTANCE.]
[MORE GUNFIRE, WOMAN SHOUTING.]
[WOMAN WHISPERING.]
What's that?! - What? - Listen.
[GUNFIRE AND GLASS SMASHING.]
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Get out of my way.
Certainly not.
All right.
You've got it.
We've got you, old chap.
What's he worth? Well, I'm not worth kidnapping, if that's what you want? That is for us to say.
Take his teeth out.
Mmmm.
I say - they're his own! Well Righto.
[SHOUTING AND GROANING.]
[SHOUTING.]
Look out! [CAR HORN BEEPING.]
[DOG BARKING.]
Go gettem, boy! Easy now.
Have they gone? My dog's seeing them off.
[WHISTLES.]
They were enjoying it.
Yes, of course they were.
Can you stand? Yes.
That's better.
Where do you live? What? PUPPY.
Here, boy! Do you live around here? Er No, I was, er looking for the television studios.
I'm supposed to be in a programme.
So am I.
Maybe it's the same one.
What's your name? Er Quatermass.
Well, I'm Joe Kapp.
Yes, of course.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes, they told me about you.
How do you do? Oh.
What a way to meet! Come with me.
Puppy! [DOG BARKING IN THE DISTANCE.]
[ALARM BELL RINGING.]
What do you want? ID.
They're expecting us.
Professor Quatermass.
Doctor Kapp.
Quatermass! Kapp! Had trouble? Yes.
So get on with it.
- The Badder Gang? - Muggers.
Muggers? You were lucky.
We have a big Badder gang round here.
They'd have shut you up.
And what about you? Don't you do anything? Aaah.
We don't go out.
Badders? They like to call themselves after the old Baader-Meinhofs.
Oh, come on.
Hurry up.
- All right, George? - Righto.
Up.
Well, we'd better get it up now, Paul.
We don't want it on the floor, do we? Camera one.
Stand by.
- Right, a bit higher.
- You want a new shot, do you? A bit higher.
Higher.
That's nice.
That's nice.
Now hold it there.
Nice.
Not nice at all! Figure out who designed that thing.
After all, we have got some standards still.
Excuse me.
ls somebody getting a doctor? A doctor? Well, the Professor out there, your guest.
They said they'd try and get a doctor.
At this hour? What a hope? Well, how bad is he? Well, he was hurt.
God, you don't mean we can't use him? Get a camera on the old man, please.
And is Toby there? Toby Gough? Toby.
Have a word with him.
Reassure me.
[STUDIO BACKGROUND NOISE.]
Well, how do we feel now, Mr Quatermass? - I'll manage.
- Good man.
Oh, thanks, Toby.
Why haven't they cleaned him up? Make-up, please! Where is that old slag? Make-up! Oh, there you are.
Mr Quatermass.
Is he meant to look like that? No, of course not.
He's been mugged.
Oh.
Oh, it happens all the time.
You too? A broken jaw last time.
Now I'll be doing the questions, so you just lean on me.
Talk if you feel like it, but well, if you don't, don't worry, no one's going to--- - I mean--- - Notice? It'll be fine.
Excuse me.
[STUDIO NOISES.]
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
But it's not my choice doing a programme in the middle of the night.
Well then, why? The Americans! It's their show.
It's their peak hour.
Huh.
Fancy having a peak hour.
Fancy having an audience! And then the Russians go along with them because for them it's dawn and it gets the masses up early.
He'll survive.
How'd you get him into this? Someone remembered his name.
He seemed quite willing.
Glad of a few pence - the usual thing.
Do you know anything about him? Quite enough, I think.
Grand old space boffin.
The original.
Yes, all-out pioneer.
With the British Rocket Group, practically built it with his own hands.
Well, perhaps, you know, he was too soon.
Premature.
I mean, he did strike trouble.
Well, you can't blame that on him.
Took appalling risks.
That first crew he sent up.
When they got back they'd completely well, they were--- Toby, you're not going to say anything about that on--- Don't worry, I'm not going to bring that up.
This is supposed to be a jolly celebration.
- You watching the time? - It's nearly time.
Better check the satellite link-up.
There now, love.
Won't 'ardly show.
Thank you.
Five minutes, studio.
All right? You saved my life.
Oh, hardly that, sir! Hm.
I think you did.
I simply had no idea.
None at all.
It's bad.
They don't tell you.
They're just bland about it.
They call it "urban collapse", then it's nobody' s fault.
Yes, but the savagery.
You should see Paris.
Or Rotterdam.
Little suburban streets with with dead bodies.
Huh.
I'd never have believed it till I came down here this week.
Where do you live? Quite out of all this.
In a cottage, by a loch.
In the West of Scotland.
Oh, I don't--- Oh, it's dreadful.
It's dreadful.
- Look, don't stay.
- What? Go now, if you like.
I'll help you.
Try and get you on a train.
What, you mean, er walk out on all this? Oh, they don't care.
So why should you? Er, no, um I'm looking for my granddaughter.
Have you got the revised schedule? Yes.
Now, Professor - Doctor Kapp, if you wouldn't mind.
Yes, yes, of course.
That's her.
My daughter's daughter.
Her parents were killed on an autobahn.
She-she-she came to stay with me, but, er then she ran away.
Have you any children? Two.
A lot younger.
She was only sixteen.
Do you know, they won't even list them? There are so many missing they they've just given up.
But I've I've got to try.
Anything.
Anything at all.
I mean, if you should ever ever happen to, er--- Er please keep it, hmm? Her name's on the back.
Hetty.
Hetty Carson.
I'll remember, sir.
Yes, I'm I'm afraid it's become quite an obsession.
Forgive me, Dr Kapp.
Well don't worry.
l I'd feel the same.
Oh! I never even asked about your work.
Your, urn your radio telescope.
Did you ever get it finished? Yes.
And working.
It's out in the wilds.
The best place for it.
I only come to town when they make me "sing for my supper".
Like now.
Well, it's good to hear of something that works.
Professor Quatermass? - Hello there, Bernard.
- Chuck! Chuck! Chuck Marshall.
- Where are you? - New York.
I've got to link you in to the "big show".
He was an astronaut - the Apollo missions.
Hey, that really dates me.
Say, who's there with you? Er Joe Kapp? I know Joe.
Hi, Joe.
Chuck.
Bernard, we haven' t met up since I don't know when.
What have you been doing with yourself all these years? Well, I l- | - | think I've been what we used to call a a "drop-out".
Well well, er glad you're with us.
Right.
Two minutes please, gentlemen.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC WITH ASTRONAUT CHATTER.]
I say, that's rather marvellous, isn't it? Music's good.
Stand by to take out grams.
Right, fade music.
[SPACE COMMS.]
Ah, roger - copy.
And there it is.
Marshall's voice.
The Hands in Space Project.
- Complete at last.
- [COMMS.]
Roger.
After all the long delays and disagreements these Russian cosmonauts and American astronauts are putting the final touches to their joint work.
Orbiting 22,000 miles above our heads.
And take Marshall.
Good.
It's just a few minutes now to the joint switch on by the Chairman of the Soviet Praesidium and the President of the United States.
And take Houston.
Good.
Well done.
At NASA - Project Control - everything is calm, but busy, you can be sure.
And back to Marshall.
Good.
Back to studio.
- Meanwhile, let's grab a reaction from--- - Five.
Four--- Corning to you any moment now, studio.
---Toby Gough.
In London.
And cut to one.
Right, on you now.
Well, thank you, Chuck.
Now, we're certainly very excited, here in London, about this project.
That's right - going in--- And we're fortunate in having with us here tonight two distinguished experts.
First, I'm going to ask Dr Joseph Kapp, radio astronomer.
Well, I suppose I'm sad.
In this country we can only sit and watch.
Hmm.
You'd like to be up there? What, with all that apparatus? Oh, yes, of course.
But now, a father figure of space research Professor Bernard Quatermass.
- And cut to two.
- And two.
Sir, after all the shocks and setbacks of your own career, what are your thoughts now? I'm ashamed.
God! What? Well, I don't think you have any need--- To think that I might have contributed in any way to this disgusting charade.
Charade? That's what I said.
Yes, well, an understandable note of--- You asked for my thoughts, you're going to hear them.
- Dr Kapp.
I wonder if you'd like to--- - Pan over.
Pan over to Kapp.
Let him talk.
What we're looking at there is a wedding.
A symbolic wedding between a corrupt democracy and a monstrous tyranny.
- Two superpowers, full of diseases--- - Professor Quatermass? ---Political diseases.
Economic diseases.
Social diseases.
And their infections are too strong for us - the small countries.
When we catch them, we die.
We're dying now.
And they mock us with that thing? Well, their diseases are in that too.
It can't live! That is a most interesting contention.
Unfortunately, we simply--- It'll come to nothing! Please? Sooner than they think! And let's leave it at that.
- Well, you're evidently a man of very extreme--- - Well, I'll - If you've had an opportunity--- - I'll tell you what I am.
I'm an old man trying to find a child.
Do you see that? That's all I'm interested in now.
A human face.
The child of my own child.
I want to see her again.
And to hell with all this! I think we we're off the air.
Have they cut us? Thank you sir.
I, um.
I'm afraid, er, we lost some of that, er--- Well, it sounded like controversial comment from the English end, but [ELECTRONIC SOUNDS.]
I'm afraid we have something slightly haywire with our communications here.
Over to Project Control.
[SPACE COMMS.]
Er, Houston, we lost radio contact.
Roger - we concur.
Something's bugging them, too.
Ah, we've got the picture back.
Project Control to Space Lab.
We've indication of on-board malfunction.
How do you read? Space Lab - information, please.
My God.
Fast - report, please.
Report! It's out of control.
Chuck, what's happening?! What's the word your end? There's no regular contact.
You know what I mean? I've lost all systems.
There's something really wrong--- Space Lab, do you read me? Project Control to Space Lab.
[ELECTRONIC STATIC.]
---Breaking up - it's falling to pieces.
What? How could it happen? I don't understand--- Guys! [TALKING IN RUSSIAN.]
We have indication of runaway malfunction on all on-board systems.
Project Control to Space Lab 2 - do you read me? Please try and locate the--- [ELECTRONIC NOISES AND STATIC.]
That's one of the Russians.
Project-- [TALKING IN RUSSIAN.]
[ELECTRONIC NOISES.]
Oh my God.
What's happening? What happened to the goddamn picture? What do you mean we've lost them? I know that - something blew! Lost? You mean dead? All of them? Are we off the air? Okay.
- Look, Chuck, I- | - | - | don't kn0w--- - Who's that? - Who's that talking? - It's Toby Gough.
Are we still linked to London? This is London, Chuck.
- Toby Gough.
- Give me Quatermass.
- Chuck.
- This is an appalling--- - What did you mean when you said, something about it all coming to nothing sooner than they think? I didn't mean anything.
Come on! Come on! Well, it was just a personal feeling, I--- Is that all? Or did you know something? I don't understand.
That somebody was going to do it! - You mean cause that? - Yes! Out in that Third World you"re so busy joining.
You dropped some big hints, my friend.
Now you'd better have answers! Okay.
Cut it.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
I didn't mean anything more.
You know that? Yeah.
It was, er it was just about her.
I I wanted to show her picture.
I mean she could be in any country.
Where's your coat? - Oh, it's there.
- I'm going to get you out of here.
Wait a minute.
Don't you think that, er, I really ought to try and--- Listen.
That hotline between the US and Moscow will be white hot.
Yes.
I expect it will.
In a situation like this, stones get flung.
- So don't be a nebbish.
- A what? Nebbish.
It's Yiddish.
He's the guy they all fling the stones at.
Now you stick with me - and we can find out what really happened.
[DOG BARKING.]
[ELECTRONIC VOICE.]
This is your statutory warning.
In five seconds we shoot to kill.
Shots will be fired.
Give me your hand.
I warn you - this is your last chance to surrender.
Fire at will! Home-made.
It's a bit heavy on batteries - but it works, though.
Who was that? - They were girls.
- Girls? Yes - and they can be the worst.
Well done, boy.
Good PUPPY- Say hello to our friend again.
- You remember the oil? - What oil? North Sea oil.
It was going to put everything right.
Oil and water don't mix.
Who says? Well, they mix all right, if you smash the pipelines.
The gangs proved that! [JEERS AND YELLS.]
There's a car coming.
Catskin! [ONE MAN BAND PLAYING.]
Real catskin.
Oi - catskin? Here you are - genuine catskin.
---Gutsucker, killed at the Battle of Catterick Camp and his power has never left him.
Every one of these envelopes contains the magic of Gutsucker.
You didn't expect this, did you? BACKGROUND CHATTER.]
When yer kids get the cough yer'll bless my name! Here - what are you doin' here? Get out of 'ere! We don't want you 'ere.
Go on - get out of it! [SMASHING GLASS.]
Violence everywhere.
This is where they get rid of some Wembley Stadium.
Once the home of innocent sport.
Yes.
I've read about it.
They call it The Killing Ground.
- They actually encourage it? - Well, contain it.
Well, at least, that was the notion.
"What the hell", they said, for the price of a few bodies.
Like the Roman arenas.
Right.
Gladiators.
Schmadiators.
Oh, well - as long as it keeps them happy.
PayCOP- Metropolitan Contract Police.
ID ready? Let us through, officer.
We got a sniper here.
Really? [BULLET RICOCHET.]
You wanna chance it'? Yes.
That way, then - and make it fast.
[GUN FIRING.]
[NEWSREADER'S VOICE.]
---power supply situation.
But promised that a serious attempt would be made to restore the North Sea pipelines by the end of the year.
From Brazil, reports of a severe explosion with many lives lost.
From Birmingham, official denials that the four bodies found are those of the kidnapped councillors.
A late item on the space disaster.
The Government has firmly dissociated itself from the statement by a scientist last night which led to a Soviet demand for a sabotage probe.
I knew it.
Today's power cuts, for Northern England, South Wales, London and Kent.
They may not have meant--- It's you, all right.
[GENTLE RINGING OF BELLS.]
[HEAVY BREATHING.]
- Who are they? - Planet People.
Oh.
They've got some strange belief.
Magic.
It's always magic.
He was swinging a kind of plumb-bob.
To bring on the magic.
What else? More of them - look.
Up there.
Well, at least they don't seem violent.
Oh, they're violent in a different way.
To human thought.
[HORN BEEPING.]
Stop here.
What's the matter? I've got to talk to them.
Professor? Bernard! Be careful! Er, excuse me.
I just wanted to ask has anybody seen her? Why? Have you? What do you want to know for? I'm her grandfather.
Please! I'm l- | - | -I've got to find her.
Oh, please help me.
Look, her-her name's on the back.
Hetty.
Mine's there too, hmm? Er, please take them, urn.
Well, here you are, dear.
Take them.
Thank you.
She talked about the Planet People.
L- | think she wanted to belong.
Er, look, dear - you're about her age.
Take-take some of these? Please? Please! What are you? Let's go.
Wait a minute.
What are you? Cops? No.
What then? What kind of an old man are you? Well, I'm I was a scientist.
Leave them.
What kind of scientist? Some are worse.
- Space research.
- Rockets? Yes.
That's worse! Rockets make holes in the skin of the world.
Did you know that? They tear it open! Is that what you believe? Come on.
No-no-no - wait.
Well, what does it mean to be Planet People? What do you believe in? You wouldn't understand.
I might.
We're going there.
To one of them.
To another planet? Come on.
They're mad.
We are not mad! Then tell me - where, in the whole Solar System where you won't get frozen solid or fried alive? Not there.
Oh, I give you UP- Among the stars.
Okay.
Well, you might find a planet.
Only trouble it'll take you a hundred thousand years to get there.
By his rocket.
Well, how else? Come on - let's hear it.
By meditation? By occult transference? Come on? Where's the launch pad? I want to know.
Hey? This is one lift-off I really want to see! [CHANTING.]
Leh.
Leh.
Don't feel sorry for them.
But why? [CHANTING IN THE DISTANCE.]
They can't explain because they don't know.
Their mystery is a zero.
Their mouths are switched off because their brains are switched off.
So many of them.
They infest the land.
Like lemmings in search of the sea.
Well, I thought you'd understand.
Oh, I do.
You're not that much older.
It's enough.
I want a generation gap between me and them.
I hate them because they've giver UP- It's not a world to be young in.
Was it ever? Not like this.
Bernard.
I'm last in two hundred generations of learned Jews.
I mean, not all so perfectly learned, but by God they tried.
They knew it was the only way to beat the dark.
[EERIE MUSIC.]
Aren't they beautiful? Come on, boy.
Tell 'em I'm home.
Where'd you live? [DOG BARKING.]
Down the bottom of the hill.
Ah.
What was this place? An observatory.
No, no.
I mean before.
No, always.
Was and is.
Built by Josiah Doyle, in 1756 to observe the moon, through his ten-foot telescope.
Now we look a bit further.
About seven hundred and fifty million light years.
Ah.
"To fright the ignorant".
Well, naturally they called him, "Mooney" Doyle.
This was his study.
Up there was his parlour.
For entertaining interested guests.
Ladies, etcetera.
Oh, not his.
Sorry.
Nor any of the other bits and pieces.
I got them in shops, while you still could.
They're of his time.
Now, through here.
That blasted door.
Look, I distinctly said--- It's you.
I didn't expect you back so--- This is Tommy Roach, who runs us all - as you notice.
- Tommy, I'd like to introduce you to--- - Professor Quatermass.
- Pleased to meet you, sir.
- Mr Roach.
You saw it last night? Yes, we all did.
Alison Thorpe.
Frank Chen.
How do you do? Pleased to meet you.
Very pleased to meet you.
We, er, eavesdropped on the satellite link to make sure.
You never know these days what will get shown.
You were right to say what you did.
Was I? They were just playing politics up there.
All those years, bidding each other up.
Just to waste resources.
On and on, just for show.
No - I agree with every word you said.
- How many died? - Twenty-seven.
God! They've no idea? None they're admitting to.
So until they do, and stop yelling "sabotage" and looking for scapegoats this gentleman is our guest? He's my double.
You wouldn't believe it but he is.
In essentials.
I think, just possibly, we can help.
We found something.
It's not much, but Frank.
It was somewhere between the two dishes.
An anomaly? I don't think so.
Anomalies usually make me itch.
And I didn't itch.
We had one of them lined up on your show.
- Dog Dish.
- That's right.
Oh, we call them "Dog Dish" and "Cat Dish".
Well, we've got to call them something.
So while we were paying an audience at about 02:57 Cat Dish was on duty elsewhere keeping an eye on that black hole in Cygnus Z.
Now.
[RECORDING OF SPACE LAB TALKING TO PROJECT CONTROL.]
There.
SPACE COMMS Space Lab.
That's when their picture appeared.
Approximately fourteen seconds after the first sign of trouble.
Fourteen point three.
Start of a great disturbance that lasted a total of twenty seconds.
During which time they [RECORDING OF SPACE LAB TALKING TO CONTROL.]
Initial cause? Well, any opinions? Simple gross malfunction.
Too fast for the safety devices.
[RECORDING OF SPACE LAB TALKING.]
Well? What did you find? Well, afterwards in the, er, routine checks it was you, Alison, that spotted it.
The trace? Yes.
Ah, yes.
- Your heavy disturbance.
- You boosted it? No.
It was that strong.
Look - what are you getting at, Tommy? Well, the point is that Cat Dish, that's the other one facing in a totally different direction, picked it up too.
IdenficaL It's nasty, Joe.
A thing like this, I don't itch.
I wheeze.
Fault? In both the plotters? Well, in the receivers? It must be.
They're all over-age.
Frank, I've got five new modules - well, not new.
Nothing's new.
But they're the best I could get.
Here.
Unload them and get them installed.
RightY'°- Joe, it's not just the timing the coincidence.
It's the sheer spread.
Later, Tommy.
Let's go.
Oh, Joe - did you get her anything? - What? - Debbie.
Oh, God.
No chance.
Debbie's four.
And very acquisitive.
Well, anyway - there's nothing to get them.
Well, give her this.
It's for her.
[LAUGHS.]
She'll guess you made it.
Let her.
Tommy had his own outfit.
Vandalized to hell.
- All okay, Frank? - Up to now.
You must be driving better.
So don't drop them.
The last of the wine.
[LAUGHTER.]
You get Government help? A trickle.
For prestige reasons.
No luxuries, eh? Wait till you see my house.
Oh, emergency generators.
Overworked, like everything else.
Where do you get the fuel? I'm still on the list.
But some day soon pow! Then it'll be beg, borrow or steal.
[BIRDSONG AND SHEEP BLEATING IN DISTANCE.]
Am I fiddling while Rome burns? No.
No.
It's only a tin trumpet, but my God, the music.
"The children followed it" "crossed the brook" "and then saw, deep in the forest, a bright light shining" "through the trees.
" - "They hurried in the direction of---" - Oh, this puzzle is too hard.
It's easy! Look! Daddy! [GENTLE MUSIC.]
Mummy! Mummy! Daddy's back! - Mummy, Daddy's back! - Is he? Hello, baby.
I've got something for you.
I promised I would, didn't I? There.
Oh, Joe! [CRYING.]
You're all right, now.
[SNIFFLING.]
- Hello, darling.
- Hello.
- How are you? - Okay, thank you.
Been a good girl? - How do you do? - Oh! You know who this is? - Yes! You're welcome.
- Thank you.
Well, come in.
You take the Professor's bag, Sarah.
Okay, Daddy.
I like the pillbox.
Final refuge.
Army issue, 1941.
I'm astonished! Oh, just a few bits from here and there.
It's charming.
It's fifteen months' work.
You should see Claire with a hatchet.
A real baleboosteh.
Hmm, well, you've got to.
Excuse all this mess.
I like your home.
It's just like the ones that Alison makes.
Yes, it is.
You eat a lot.
Shh! Debbie! [LAUGHING.]
Well, I'm hungry.
Have some more.
Thank you.
I will.
It's good.
Very good.
Are old men always greedy? Always! And I'm the greediest of the lot.
That er that jar.
Oh, yes.
You didn't make it? - No.
- Mummy dug it up.
It's a beaker.
Made by the Beaker Folk.
Five thousand years old.
Well give or take a few.
Hold it.
- It's perfect.
- Not quite.
It should have gone to a museum, but they burnt the museum down.
Where'd you find it? In the field out there.
Oh, er not digging potatoes.
I'm trained.
It was going to be my work, but well.
I just manage a little.
In her spare time.
There's a Neolithic burial ground out there and our stone circle.
I'll show you.
Can I come? Can I come? Come on Puppy.
Come on.
PUPPY, come back! The locals call them "The Stumpy Men".
Well, they don't look very athletic.
They go incredibly deep.
I made a test on one.
Did you find anything? Some day I'll do it properly.
Puppy- Puppy! Some day.
' PUP! Puppy, where are you? ' PUPPY, where are you? All I've done, was down there.
A Beaker grave.
A dozen pots.
Like the one you saw.
Mostly broken.
Some arrow-heads, buttons.
They had buttons.
And one day, I put some fruit wine in that pot.
And I drank from it.
And I thought somebody else was drinking from this pot out of this pot five thousand years ago.
And it well, it was as if they were standing next to me.
Perhaps they even had fruit wine.
My mother used to say "if you're Jewish, you think old.
" [BARKING.]
Mummy, Mummy! Look! Puppy.
He's gone funny! Come quick! [GROWLING.]
All right, Puppy! Good dog.
Quiet.
Quiet, quiet.
Good boy.
Good boy! [CHANTING.]
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Who are they? Planet People.
I've never seen any before.
Joe's talked about them.
He hates them.
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Well, why would they come here? I don't know.
Leh.
Leh.
They're singing! [GIGGLING.]
Leh, Ieh, Ieh.
Trouble! Right - get that door locked and barred.
Tommy, you have a look.
You've been through this.
Stop! STOP! Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Get out of here.
You can't come in here.
Get away.
Go on! Get out! [GUN SHOT AND DOG BARKING.]
No! Don't! Clare! Get back.
Joe! They're only kids, Joe! Go back! They won't let you through.
Go another way! This way.
Get back! All of you! Go on - get out! Joe.
Wait! Where are you going? Ringstone Round.
Let them through.
Straight ahead.
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Don't go near anything.
And don't touch anything! Ringstone Round.
It's the nearest way.
I felt sorry for them.
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Oh, no! Sarah! Leh, Ieh, Ieh, Ieh.
Where'd you get that? From them? Foundit Sarah, these are mad people.
They believe in mad things! You must never take anything from them.
Never! NEVER! [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[FAINT CHANTING AND TINKLING OF BELLS.]
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
[TINKLING OF BELLS.]
Come with us.
Where? Ringstone Round.
We're going to Ringstone Round! No! All right? Why there? Oh, the usual.
Somewhere to sit and wait for the end of the world.
It used to be Stonehenge or Glastonbury.
Now it's Ringstone Round.
They have to find it with their magic bobs.
Following "magic" earth lines.
Last time I was there it was swarming with tourists.
I know a rhyme about Ringstone Round.
A nursery rhyme? Yes, of course - yes.
I remember teaching it to--- And how's it go, now? "Huffity puffity.
" "Huffity, puffity Ringstone Round.
" "if you lose your hat it'll never be found.
" "So, pull up your britches" - You have to do the things.
- Yes, yes - that's right.
"right up to your chin" "and fasten your?" Cloak.
"your cloak with a bright new pin.
" "And when we are ready then we can begin.
" "H uffity, puffity, puff.
" "H uffity, puffity, puff.
" Yes.
It's, er curious about nursery rhymes.
What else they may be saying.
Yes, about plague or politics.
Ringstone Round.
- Can't be too far away? - About half an hour.
- Oh, no, no - it's more than that.
- Oh, not much.
Would you like to go there? Oh, look.
I - Tommy's waiting for me.
- Oh, we wouldn't take long.
Alison? Mmm? Could you stay with the children for a while? Yes, yes.
Oh, goody! It's even older than Stonehenge.
Cruder, of course, and not as big but it could have been the prototype.
- To Stonehenge? - That's one theory.
It would have been the Beaker Folk.
Five thousand years.
Look.
We'll read it together.
I don't want to look at that book.
Oh, come on, love.
It'll be fun.
This is Mummy's book, when she was little.
Really? Come on, let's find it then.
It's in here somewhere - I know it is.
"Huffity, puffity Ringstone Round".
I don't like that book.
That old man gave me this.
It's a lady.
My Daddy gave me this.
Oh, that's nice.
It's from London.
It's nicer than yours.
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Look! There it is.
[CHANTING GETTING LOUDER.]
Leh.
Leh.
Leh.
Who the hell are you? Come on.
Shift! Captain, we thought we could help these--- Shut up.
I thought you had the gas? They're nothing.
No gas! Knock 'em back, down there.
They've busted through! Move! [CHANTING AND SHOUTING.]
Wait! They're doing no harm - don't hurt them! For God's sake, man! Listen - I've got a riot on my hands, here.
Do you understand? He's making it! Joe! Kickalong! [CHANTING.]
Kickalong! Kickalong! Kickalong! Kickalong! Kickalong! Kickalong! LEH.
LEH.
LEH.
LEH.
LEH.
Fall back into the middle! Get back into the middle! Get back! Get back! Get out of here! Do you wanna get killed? They're gonna rush us.
Can I talk to them? Talk to them? You some kind of guru? Okay, you've got one minute.
Listen to me! Listen to me! I'm on your side.
What the--- Leave him.
I agree with you.
I agree with you.
I say what you do about the world.
It's poisoned.
[CHEERING.]
And it's sick.
[CHEERING.]
And you want to get out of it.
[CHEERING.]
You want to go to another planet.
[CHEERING.]
Up there! To the Planet! No! It can't happen.
YES! You'll get angry and you'll get hurt.
By them.
No! There is no such planet! Yes! No! No! We go! We go to the Planet! [CHEERING.]
We leave them, in the muck they make! They bust it - so they've got it.
We're getting out.
Soon! [CHANTING.]
Soon.
Soon.
Soon.
[SCREAMING.]
Get him out - while you can.
[CROWD SHOUTING AND YELLING.]
You two - quick! I didn't know.
I didn't know! Get back! I had to try.
You did your best.
[CROWD SHOUTING AND SCREAMING.]
I think we're out of it.
[BANGING.]
Get me out of here! Come on.
Come on! Hurry up.
Get me out of here! Pull the door off! Stand back! [UNEARTHLY HIGH-PITCHED NOISE.]
[SCREAMING.]
[END THEME MUSIC.]