Hush! Page #3

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Oh, come on !

Come on !

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Come on.

Come on !

(Engine starts)

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Oh, f***.

- Help! Help me!

- Oh, Jesus!

Well, go...go round !

Go round !

(Girl) Has he gone?

The man in the truck?

Yeah. Y-yeah. He has.

A-are you OK?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Were you in that truck?

Right, listen. You've got to help me.

Was my girlfriend in there?

She-she-she's blonde,

her name's Beth.

Come on ! Was there anyone

in that truck that looked like that?

She's got blond hair.

- Right. l've got to follow it.

- What?

l've got to!

My girlfriend's in that truck!

- Shouldn't we call the police?

- Here, you call them !

- (Girl) Haven't you called them?

- They think l killed someone.

- (Girl) There's no signal !

- Oh, f*** it!

How did you get out?

(Girl) l saw that the back was broken,

and l just ran.

l tried to get the others out,

but there were locks.

(Zakes) ls Beth all right?

My girlfriend Beth.

(Girl) l think so.

(Zakes) Oh, no. Sh*t.

Which way?

(Girl) What's that?

l think l saw some lights up there.

No! Please!

(Phone rings)

Leo, listen to me.

Please don't hang up.

Er, the battery's going,

and Beth's gone missing.

She's been taken

by someone in a white truck.

So l need you to call the police and...

Hello? Hello?

(Phone beeps)

No signal.

Come on.

Come on. Sh*t.

(Girl sobs)

What's wrong? Why you stopping?

What are you doing?

Please.

We've got to get out of here.

Please.

(Engine chokes)

Come on.

Come on.

Try that phone again.

The battery's dead.

The battery's dead !

Did you hear me?

What are we gonna do now?

What are we gonna do?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

l saw a house further back.

lt had lights on.

The truck! Your girlfriend !

We've got no phone,

we're almost out of petrol.

We go back to that house,

see if they've got a car we can use.

Or a phone,

and you can call the police.

(Dog barks)

Please do you have a phone

we can use? There's been an accident.

(Unlocks door)

l'm sorry to disturb you,

but something's happened

and we need to use your phone.

Please.

We just want to call the police.

Dottie, show her where the phone is.

(Dog barks)

This way.

- Do you have a toilet l could use?

- There's one upstairs. l-l'll show you.

You are cold, aren't you?

l'll fetch you a cardigan.

W-w-what happened to you?

You don't wanna know.

(Barking continues)

(Man) Bloody dog !

Here's your ball, Humphrey.

l've brought you a cup of tea.

Oh, that looks nasty.

That needs a bandage.

John'll show you where they are.

Just do it,

and l'll get you a cup of tea.

Yes.

We need the police.

No... l was kidnapped

by a man in a truck.

Yes.

l'm at a farm.

Er... l-l-l don't know.

Er, it was white.

Can you send someone over, please?

lt's urgent.

The address?

They need the address.

Berylton Farm, Sundihill Road.

lt's Berylton Farm, Sundihill Road.

Please, please hurry, Officer.

Bye.

(Teacup rattles)

Thank you.

They said they're on the way.

l'll just take John his tea.

(Girl) lt's me.

lt's not my phone. lt's his. l took it.

l'm at some farm.

You need to come and get me.

(Dog barks)

Just an old couple.

(John) Bloody dog.

l know l was. l'm sorry.

But he turned round.

But l can take care of him now.

What?

Well, why not?

Hello?

Sh*t!

Dottie, can you look at the fuses?

Dottie!

Are you deaf, woman?

Dottie!

(Gasps)

All you had to do was follow!

That's all you had to do!

Why did you turn round?

Why?

Do you know

what he's gonna do to me now?

To you?

He's gonna kill you in front of her!

(Screams)

(Phone rings)

F***!

Hello? Hello?

(Sobs)

Oh, f***.

Aaargh !

Argh !

(Nail drops to floor)

Oh, f***. Oh.

Oh, f***. Oh, f***. F***.

What have l ... Oh.

(Grunts in pain)

(Screams)

(Sobs)

(Engine chokes)

(Zakes) Please start.

(Ragged breathing)

Oh, f***.

(Rustling)

What the f***?

Hey!

Come here.

Come here, boy!

Come here!

F***.

(Vehicle approaches)

Oh, f***. F***.

Whoa! Argh !

Oh, f***.

Come here, boy.

No, come on.

(Truck approaches)

Come on. This way.

Hang on. This way.

This way. Come on. Come on !

F***.

Beth. Beth !

Oh, God.

Hello, yes, police.

Come on. Come on.

My name's Zakes Abbot.

l called up earlier

about a woman being abducted

on the M 1 by someone in a white truck.

Yeah, that was me who phoned up.

Yeah, that's right. Listen to me.

No, l didn't kill... l didn't kill anyone.

But l followed the guy who did to some...

l don't know where the f*** l am.

l'm in the middle of nowhere.

But can you trace this call?

Yeah?

Yeah, yeah,

l can leave my phone on, yeah.

OK. OK, look...

Please, you're gonna have

to get someone here really, really quick.

OK. OK. OK, thank you.

F***.

What's that for...?

Oh, no, no. Stay there.

Stay there.

Stay there. Go back.

Stay!

Stay there!

Stay there!

Run !

(Gasps)

(Footsteps approaching)

(Dog whimpers)

(Beeping)

Beth ! Beth !

Oh, Beth ! Jesus Christ!

Are you OK? Has he hurt you?

- Has he hurt you? lt's gonna be all right.

- Zakes! You've got to get me out of here!

(Sobs)

- Careful !

- Argh !

Oh, come here, come here.

Come here. OK. OK. Ssh.

- Oh, God. Oh, God !

- lt's OK. You're gonna be all right.

He's... he's got the keys, Zakes.

He's got the keys!

Right, listen to me.

l'm gonna go and get the keys.

- l'm gonna go in there and get them.

- Don't leave me!

(Water running)

(Barks)

Shut up!

Ssh !

(Barking gets louder)

Ssh !

lt's OK. lt's all right.

Ssh.

l'll come back for you.

l've got the keys. Come here.

(Beth whimpers)

- Sh*t. Sh*t!

- He's coming. He's coming, Zakes.

No. Ssh. Ssh !

No, no, no.

There's too many keys!

(Footsteps)

Oh, no. All right, listen.

No, no, no.

Listen, l'm gonna distract him, OK,

so that he'll come after me.

l won't leave you.

l promise! Look, here. Take this

screwdriver. l will come back for you !

(Girl screams)

(Girl) Oh, no! Please!

l'll do anything !

- No! No, please! Please!

- l've got his number.

Stop! No! Stop!

Aaargh !

Go to the front door.

(Zakes) 'l said, go to the front door.'

Remember me, you c*nt?

Oh, for f...

Argh !

(Grunts)

(Footsteps approaching)

Oh, f***! Oh, f***.

Oh, f... F***!

(Phone rings)

F***!

Aaargh !

(Screams)

(Dials number)

(Phone rings)

Sh*t!

(Phone continues to ring)

(Ringing)

Argh !

Zakes!

Beth !

Come here.

Come here. Come here.

OK. OK. Ssh. Ssh.

lt's all right.

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