Night of the Big Heat Page #2

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I'd like him to rest

for a while.

- Give time for the sedative to work.

- Of course.

What do you think happened?

Do you think his sheep are all dead?

Who can tell? With this heat it's

difficult to know what's going on.

Give Mrs. Siddle a ring, will you?

Tell her I'll be bringing Ben home.

Mr. Hanson...

Why is he so interested

in how those sheep died?

- Why don't you ask him?

- How's Ben?

- He's calmed down.

- Did he say what happened?

No. Mumbled they were dead.

Nothing coherent.

The Doctor's not sure if it's

just the heat affecting him.

Mrs. Siddle? Jeff Callum.

Ben's with us.

He's not feeling well.

Dr Stone will bring him home.

He thinks there's something

wrong with the sheep.

(phone crackling) What's that?

I'm sorry, I can't hear you.

Don't worry.

He'll be home soon!

(phone crackling)

If the crisis is over,

I'd better start work.

Where's the typewriter

and manuscript?

Mr. Callum?

- Jeff.

- You can't start.

It's in the study

where Ben's resting.

In that case, I'll go and change.

(knock on door)

- Yes?

- It's me. Can I come in?

Yes, come in.

Forget it.

I didn't come for that.

You're here now,

but let's get one thing straight...

(water running)

Can you hear me?

Every word, darling.

If Frankie finds out about us,

I'll break your neck.

(knock on door)

Miss Roberts.

It's only me, Miss Roberts.

I've brought you some fresh towels.

I'll put them on your bed.

Would you mind handing me one,

please?

Thanks.

(Door closes)

I could kill you.

(television crackling)

- Jeff.

- Yeah?

Something's wrong with the TV.

The phone's been playing up, too.

It must be static

because of this heat.

I'll turn it off.

Bloody set.

What's the matter with you?

That's funny.

It's never done that before.

(high pitched whirring)

That noise again.

Stella, have you been

playing around with the telly?

Of course I haven't.

I never touch the thing.

(high pitched whirring)

Oh! What was that?

Don't come in,

there's glass everywhere.

- What happened?

- Get a dustpan and brush.

- But...

- Get the dustpan.

You don't want the dog

getting cut, do you?

(phone crackling)

Jeff? Look, something's happened

and I...

What's that?

I can't shout,

I don't want Stella to hear.

But you remember that noise...

I said, remember that noise

I heard on the road?

I'll come over.

Stella, I'm just going to go

down to the village.

I'll see if I can get

a replacement set.

What a story!

- What?

- You're off to Jeff Callum's.

You men and your horse racing.

We can't keep any secrets

from you women, can we?

Hurry up.

You'll miss the next race.

Patch!

(barking)

Patch, come back here!

Patch. Where...

Oh!

Here, Patch, here.

Who told you to come, boy?

You'd better stay, now you're here.

(high pitched whirring)

(barking)

What's the matter, boy?

(volume increases)

No!

(screaming) No!

(lntense high pitched whirring)

(screaming)

That's better.

This was a good idea of yours.

My fingertips were sticking

to the keys.

Some iced coffee will probably help.

Don't you get bored here

with the isolation?

Bored?

Yes, I suppose so, at times.

But then, who doesn't?

It's the sort of thing you learn

to live with in a place like this.

What happened to Mr. Callum's

last secretary?

Did she get lonely?

Is that why she left?

As a matter of fact,

she didn't leave.

Jeff had to ask her to go.

- He sacked her? Why?

- She took a fancy to him.

That made her a complication

and Jeff doesn't like complications.

I can understand.

He's very attractive.

She was wasting her time.

She didn't mean a thing to Jeff.

- Of course.

- I'd have known if she had.

- Do you really think so?

- Yes, I'm sure I would.

But if he were just having fun,

would you know?

(angrily) Jeff doesn't play around.

It'd be all or nothing!

It's a pity that such an attractive

man should shut himself away.

It makes you wonder

what he's running away from.

What do you mean?

What are you getting at?

A man like that would need

a pretty good reason

for coming to live

in a place like this.

It's obvious he's running away

from something.

And it's obvious you don't know him

or you wouldn't talk such nonsense!

Oh, but I do.

I do.

I'm surprised Jeff hasn't told you

about me.

He asked for me personally,

didn't you know?

- Are you saying you knew him before?

- Knew him? That's an understatement.

You little b*tch!

That's not true.

Don't kid yourself he's different.

Men are all the same.

Within half an hour of me arriving,

Jeff was kissing me.

I don't believe you.

You're lying.

Yes, I am lying.

Why?

Why should you lie to me?

I don't know.

I was angry.

It's an automatic reflex

when I'm being warned off.

You were warning me off?

Yes.

Yes, I suppose I was.

I thought I'd get a bit more written

before opening time.

I expected it to cool down

by evening, but it's getting hotter.

- Bob never turned up, did he?

- No.

I thought he said he would,

just before the phone packed in.

What did he want?

He was on about

some noise he'd heard.

Like the one we heard

on the beach?

Jeff... You don't mind

if I call you Jeff?

- No, not at all.

- You said the noise

came from beyond the point.

Is that where the sheep were?

His farm is in that direction.

- Do you think there's a connection?

- Do you, Jeff?

No, I don't.

I'm the one who's paid

to use my imagination.

The next chapter. I'd like it

finished tonight, if possible.

I'll take my coffee

and get the bar ready.

Jeff...

May I have a light?

Your hand's trembling.

I'm the same.

Feel it beating?

You know you want me.

Why try to deny it?

(high pitched whirring)

Quiet.

Listen.

(noise fades)

FRANKIE:
Jeff! Jeff!

Something just landed

over by the hill.

I was looking out of the window

and it landed in the field.

- What did it look like?

- I couldn't tell.

- There was glow coming from it.

- A glow?

- Did it make a noise?

- That's what drew my attention to it.

A whirring, whining...

whining noise.

- It was from that direction?

- Yes, I think so.

Jeff!

- Let's get out of here. I'm scared.

- No. I want to find out who it is.

Hanson!

What was he doing up there?

Maybe he saw something land.

He wasn't coming

from that direction.

Surely if he saw something,

he'd still be there.

Maybe he wouldn't go over the hill.

Maybe it's something

even he's scared of.

He's crazy. Whatever he's doing,

he's obsessed by it.

Yes. She's right.

If we stay out here,

we'll all have nightmares.

- Let's go back.

- Hold it!

You said you saw something.

That's why we came out here.

Did you or didn't you?

Yes... I thought I did.

I thought I saw something

coming down.

It seemed to appear over the top

of the hill and move slowly down.

But in this heat, I don't know.

Stay here.

I'm going to take a look.

Jeff, be careful.

It must've been the other side

of that high ground.

Let's get out of here.

Wait till tomorrow, when it's light.

You can't leave us here

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