Don't Look Now Page #2

What?

Don't we have to book at this place?

I don't want what happened last time!

What place?

- John!

The place we're going to be eating at!

Yeah, sure.

Where is my Neutralgina then?

You'll have to read this!

What are you doing?

I can't hear what you're saying.

- I'm shouting!

I still can't hear.

- What are you doing?

I'm having a bath.

You heard me that time.

You know those lumps are coming back

on the side of your waist?

See?

85 kilos, which is 1 90 pounds.

You okay?

- I'm okay.

Come in!

May I tidy up?

- Yes, yes.

I'll come back later.

It's a miracle

I didn't hurt myself when I fainted.

The unconscious body reacts faster

than the mind ever can.

Perhaps.

You have toothpaste on your mouth.

Eat it off!

I can't get it off.

This.

Yes.

- No.

Really?

- Yes.

You will be eating here tonight,

I hope?

No, we're eating out tonight.

Too bad. Have a good night.

Thank you.

- Good night.

You can to go home.

Come here, I think I found the way!

- We went over this bridge already!

I never minded being lost in Venice.

Now, we take the second left

and then the first left or right.

Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

A nice dark little alley!

Yes, this is it.

- It isn't.

Yes, it is.

- It isn't, John.

Come on.

- No, it isn't.

Oh, rats! I'm getting out of here.

I know this place.

This is it! It's Ponte Giretto!

What?

- Here!

- No, I...

What's that, John?

- It's okay, I found the real world.

Come on.

What on earth was that?

- A cat or a rat.

Maybe something else.

- A rat?

This was just around the corner

from where we were!

I know where we are now.

Ready?

- Slow!

Slow!

Yeah. Higher.

Beautiful. Good.

Ready?

- No!

It'll fall down!

Go!

Go!

Are you ready?

Hello!

Hello!

- Hello!

How extraordinary to see you.

Oh, it's Mrs. Baxter.

Yes, I know.

- My husband's restoring this church.

Yes.

- Yeah, yeah.

Hold on.

- Yeah.

Stop! Wait.

- It's good.

Yes, I remember her hair.

Light hair and silky soft.

She tossed it as she laughed.

Did she die suddenly?

Heather! You've no right to...

- No, I wouldn't mind talking.

I'll just go and get my coat.

Would you mind waiting?

Thanks.

No, no! There!

Yes, there.

- No, there!

Okay.

- Yes!

Hold on!

- Here.

Wait still. Now.

I'll hold it right here.

Pull, pull!

Sunday afternoon,

we'd just finished lunch.

Before I used to smoke then.

Now, I haven't had a cigarette.

John just suddenly got up

and rushed down to the pond, almost

as if he knew

something was going to happen.

Yes.

- Well, it was too late. Strange.

Yes, of course!

- What?

Of course! He has the gift.

That's why the child was trying

to talk to him. He has the gift.

Even if he doesn't know it.

Even if he's resisting it.

It's a curse as well as a gift.

Wait, there's a knot.

Slow!

It's off-center!

It never was in the middle.

Over! To the left!

- Okay.

You can't

ever contact people, can you?

We're often asked. She's quite famous.

They all want a lot of mumbo-jumbo,

and holding hands. Second sight

is a gift from the Good Lord.

It is impertinent

to call his creatures

back for our entertainment.

It wouldn't be for my entertainment.

Would you come for tea?

When your husband's finished?

Just for a little while?

I'd like that. Thank you.

That alright?

I make no promises.

No.

It's ridiculous!

- They only want to meet you!

I'm not getting involved

in a session of mumbo-jumbo!

I've been trying to hang on to myself,

to get rid of this emptiness

that's been with me like some pain,

and finally through these two women

I've discovered how!

They disapprove of mumbo-jumbo, too!

They used that very word.

Of course they do!

- They just want to help!

Laura, do you not see...

- She's going to try and reach her.

Laura, that's enough.

Now listen to me.

I've listened to you. You said let

the children play where they want to.

You let her go near that pond.

- Thanks for the memories.

You said you'd give your life

in exchange for hers. Well you can't.

Jesus H. Christ.

- John!

She's trying to get in touch with us!

Maybe to forgive!

Go, go on to your crazy women.

They can have their victim.

Here, drink this. Whisky.

Thank you. I don't really need it.

- You may, child.

I'll be back in a jiffy.

Here you are.

Where are you?

- Me? Oh, I'm here.

Oh, the children.

Who are you looking at?

There's a boy here

with rolled-up shirtsleeves.

Difficult to tell his age.

- Yes, Anthony.

And then Charles in his uniform.

Then the three girls.

- Yes.

Then there's Angus.

- This little bust?

Yes.

- Oh, it's lovely.

Yes, he was a gentle child.

You haven't touched your drink.

- No.

Was that Angus?

I was just looking at the pictures

of your family. They're wonderful.

It jars you, losing one like that.

But I had two more.

So can you, I daresay.

Nothing can replace

the one that's gone.

Now then...

It's alright.

It's alright!

Are your legs crossed?

Yes.

Switch the light out.

Yes.

Yes!

Yes!

What are you doing there?

- I'm English.

John! Yes!

English.

- What are you doing here?

Who are you?

- English.

English.

- What's going on here?

Peeping Tom!

What did she say?

What did she say?

What did she say?

I got scared for you.

I told you it was alright.

How much have you been drinking?

- You scared for me?

You're not going to be sick, are you?

- Screw them!

You just got the sniff.

- I am not going to be sick!

Alright, John, the blind one,

Heather, she really has second sight.

You'd understand if you'd...

Today when I was there, she went

into the most incredible trance.

Really...

- Concentrate. - No, John!

Yes?

She said that your life

is in danger while you're in Venice.

She kept on and on saying that.

- I am going to be sick.

I wouldn't go in there

for a couple of minutes if I were you.

I haven't thrown up for ten years.

John?

I really think we must leave Venice.

It was a warning. It was Christine.

She was trying to warn us.

How can I... We must leave!

John!

It was Christine, our daughter!

My daughter is dead.

She does not come peeping with

messages back from the f***ing grave!

Christine

is dead! She is dead, dead, dead!

You must think I'm ill then?

- Yes.

If I'm ill,

I should be seeing Dr. Jameson.

Yep.

Maybe I am.

Maybe I left England too soon.

Maybe...

Maybe

those women were influencing me.

Maybe I shouldn't see them again.

That's what you want, isn't it?

Yeah.

Maybe I should take my pills again.

On the desk right there. There.

Here.

Here.

You...

You could get

a couple of weeks off, couldn't you?

Yeah.

- Could you?

Yes.

Do you really think you could, John?

Alright, Laura.

Alright.

Hello.

- Hello.

Hello?

- Who on earth is it?

Hello. - Hello?

- What time is it, for God's sake?

Operator!

Operator!

- What time is it?

Operator!

Hello!

Operator!

Where is this call coming from?

Hello!

Hello!

Where in England?

- Hello! Is that Mr. Baxter?

John Baxter here.

- Oh, this is Anthony Babbage here.

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