Alarm Page #6

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- l've told you.

l go for him.

He whacks me with that,

and then he dives

through the window.

Now do your job.

- Look, l'll be honest with you.

lt's obvious this isn't just

a series of ordinary burglaries.

Yours is the only house

that's been broken into.

Seems to me there has to be

some personal thing going on.

And, l mean, well,

you're the only ones

who can give me a steer on that.

Right, that will have to do.

- You begin to wonder,

is there any point?

- Yeah.

- Do you need to take anything

to help you sleep?

- Do you think l should?

- You look so tired,

but l know you'll lie awake

for hours tonight.

- l'll be okay.

[electronic beeping]

- [computerized voice]

System is armed to home.

- [snoring softly]

[electronic beeping]

- [computerized voice]

System is disarmed.

- Don't let me go mad.

Please?

- [snoring softly]

- Everything okay?

- Yeah, sorry l woke you.

- Want to make love?

- No.

- Massage?

- No, thanks.

l'll sleep now.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

- [groaning]

Oh, God.

[groaning]

Did you get any sleep?

- Some.

- Molly, do you think maybe

you should think about

selling up?

- Yeah, maybe.

- lt's a crap time of year

to flog a house though,

isn't it?

- You mean, nothing will happen

until the New Year.

- That's right.

- Do you really think l'm mad

to be suspicious

of the people across the road?

- l'm beginning to think

anything is possible.

[wet splashing]

- Mal, you were away

a long time.

l mean, did anything

ever happen to you

that might be the reason why-

- You mean, did some sinister

foreigner track me down here

looking for revenge?

- Don't joke, please.

- Sorry.

- l don't know anything

about your past, do l?

- Look, believe it or not,

there's nothing.

l mean, you don't want me

to have a dark past, do you?

Right, l'll hunt around

the village,

see if l can find someone

to repair the window.

Fat chance, l suppose,

but it's something to do.

Will you be all right

on your own for a while?

Why don't you go for a walk?

Get some air or something.

- l will.

[electronic beeping]

- [computerized voice]

System is armed.

[alarm beeping]

- Morning.

- Morning.

- Merry Christmas.

[engine turns over]

[speaking indistinctly]

- [gasps]

[door clicks]

- Hello?

- Jesus Christ.

Get away from me!

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

- l just fixed the window.

- What?

- Your husband, he told me

this was emergency.

- My husband?

- This will be [foreign word]

Christmas to you.

- The alarm,

how did you turn it off?

- He left me the piece of paper.

The pin to your alarm is here,

the numbers to your alarm.

Just relax, please.

Everything be all right.

l just fix the window.

Relax, just-

everything be all right.

Let me explain.

- Get out of my house.

- Don't be angry at me.

l fix the window.

- Get out of my house.

Get out of my house!

[voices overlapping]

Get out of my house!

[tires screeching]

[alarm beeping]

[electronic beeping]

[alarm trilling]

- Stupid f***.

[alarm trilling]

- Molly, you're here.

- l changed the code.

- You what?

- You gave a stranger the code!

- l'm sorry.

Could you knock it off?

- How could you do that to me?

- Please turn if off?

l didn't mean-

- Move away.

Molly.

- Move away.

- Okay, okay, l'm moving away.

[alarm continues]

[electronic beeping]

- [computerized voice]

System is disarmed.

- [sobbing]

- l'm sorry.

All l thought about

was getting the window fixed.

- l nearly died.

l freaked.

- l am so, so sorry.

Please forgive me, Molly.

- l'm going out of my mind, Mal.

- No, no, no, you're not.

No, you're not

going out of your mind.

Everything is all right, okay?

lt's completely my fault.

l wasn't thinking.

l should have said something.

l just-

Listen, listen.

There's another reason

why l was out for so long.

l got you something,

something that might help.

lt's out in the van.

Do you want to have a look?

Yeah?

All right.

Come on and have a look.

- A dog?

- A watchdog.

l bumped into Mossie,

and he told me about him.

He said his owner died recently,

and the poor little fellow might

have to be put down.

- Aw, what's his name?

- Mossie said his name

is Scruffy.

- Hello, Scruffy.

- He's lovely, isn't he?

Come on,

we'll go inside.

Good boy.

See, alarms are machines.

They're consistent, you know,

predictable.

And thieves know you can never

be sure with a dog.

lsn't that right?

Oh, yes.

All right.

l'm going to break in.

- Maybe he's gone mad too,

is he?

So you're going to solve

all our problems?

Keep our enemy away?

Let me sleep again?

[growling and barking]

Good boy, good boy.

Quiet, quiet now, shh!

Good dog.

Shh, shh, shh.

- Yes, who's a good boy, huh?

Sounds good to me.

- l'd definitely think twice

before l'd take him on.

- So should we keep him?

Remember, the dog isn't just

for Christmas.

- Look at that face.

How can we turn him down?

Come on.

- Have you a license

for that fella?

- Oh, hello.

Bit of extra protection.

What do you think?

- Can't do any harm.

- [barking]

- Scruffy, sit.

- lt's the uniform.

Affects people that way too

sometimes.

- Listen, Mal was a bit wound up

the other night.

- Oh, sure, letting off steam.

- You know, you were asking

if someone was-

if this is personal.

- Yeah.

- Well, l was thinking

about that estate agent

who was assaulted recently.

- Yeah.

- He sold me the house.

- All right.

- This seems very stupid,

but the day l viewed the house,

this guy came after me.

l didn't really see him,

but he drove one of those Jeeps.

When l decided to buy the house,

the estate agent had already

accepted an offer from this guy,

but he said that if l offered

more that l could have it.

- You gazumped him.

So you think he might be

getting revenge,

because he was done

out of a house.

- lt does sound stupid,

doesn't it?

- That would be property

madness, all right.

l'll bear it in mind.

- Come on.

And there you go.

Hi.

- Hello.

Happy New Year!

- Good boy.

- You were looking so happy,

we didn't like to disturb you.

ls it safe to come near you?

- You might be licked to death.

- Oh, isn't he gorgeous?

- He's a grand old fowler.

Are you training him?

- Okay, give her a break,

training him.

So long as he barks at those

God Almighty intruders.

That's all she needs.

- Well, he has a bark,

all right.

He's made Christmas for me,

to be honest.

- Of course he has.

Come on, come on.

What's he called?

- Scruffy.

- Come on, Scruffy,

get the ball, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

- We saw the for sale sign.

You're doing the right thing.

- l hate giving up on it,

to be honest.

But the break-ins

are only part of it.

Thought l'd find

peace out here, Jess,

but there's something wrong

about the whole place.

Something detached, adrift.

l mean, the way people live,

the point is they're not really

living here.

They just sleep over,

and they'd actually prefer

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