Starz Special: The Water Horse: Legend of the Deep Page #4

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Very good. Now, on to the next one.

I want this vehicle spotless

both inside and out. Right?

-You understand your orders?

-Yes.

You're in the army now. We have

a way of addressing officers, don't we?

-Yes, sir.

-Good man. Well, carry on.

Now, Edwards.

We need to lay down

something for you.

We need to ensure that these grounds

are unaffected by our presence....

You wally.

-Right away, sir.

-Carry on.

Crusoe!

Where are you?

I'm sorry I've not been

to see you for a while.

I haven't been able to get away

until now.

Crusoe!

Crusoe!

Crusoe!

Crusoe!

Where are you?

Crusoe?

Holy mackerel.

Hello, boy.

Careful, don't tip me over.

It's good to see you, boy.

Wait! Don't go!

Crusoe!

Crusoe!

This isn't so bad. It's fun, actually.

Crusoe!

Crusoe!

Crusoe!

What is it, Churchill?

Slow down, boy. Heel!

Shoo, shoo. Go away. Crusoe, go.

Crusoe, go! Shoo!

I thought it was raining, but

when I looked up, there he was.

-No.

-Big as a house.

-So then what happened?

-I held out my hand, "Now, Crusoe...

...you have to promise

to greet me, not eat me."

-Did he greet you or eat you?

-He ate me.

Yeah, right.

That's why you're here.

Like a sardine.

-There was everything down there.

-Come on.

There was even a shipwreck.

-No.

-Yes.

Yeah?

And I could just see a treasure chest.

And there was money in it.

-It was too far away for me to reach.

-Yeah.

It was amazing.

Ma'am.

Did y-- Ma'am?

-Did you need something, ma'am?

-No. No. Thank you.

For what?

For making them laugh.

Haven't heard them laugh like that

in a long time, especially Angus.

-He's a good lad, ma'am.

-Yes, he is.

I used to make him laugh like that.

Maybe you should try again.

What?

Well, just give him

a wee bit more of your time.

Yes.

-Mr. Mowbray.

-Please, call me Lewis.

Where'd you get your scar?

Shrapnel.

Almost took my arm off.

I was a gunner on a torpedo boat.

We were dive-bombed by

a German plane, and I was firing at it.

Next thing, woke up in the hospital.

-Is it still painful?

-It's nothing.

I'm lucky, compared to

what some people have to....

It's a good thing I didn't lose the arm.

I'd not be much of a handyman

with one hand.

You know, I'd be a one-handyman.

Sorry.

No. I'm-- I'm sorry. Well--

You will tell me if it's troubling you,

won't you?

-Lieutenant?

-Yes, sir?

We had any news

on this Mowbray character yet?

Yes, sir. I put my report

on your desk yesterday, sir.

Mowbray's as clean as a whistle, sir.

County records show him

born and raised in Dornoch.

Enlisted in the Royal Navy, 1,939.

Unblemished war record.

Injured in action, August 1,940,

and honorably discharged.

He's something of a hero,

you might say, sir.

-Thank you, Wormsley, that'll be all.

-Yes, sir.

The head on it!

And a tail like a crocodile,

only bigger. Wasn't it?

You've been telling that story for

a week, and it changes every time.

-Scales or skin?

-Skin.

What's your interest, Jock?

-Interest?

-Aye.

This is front-page news.

The Aberdeen Argus readers

will want to hear of this.

Not a word of this is to get out.

But Hughie, when the war's over,

there could be tourists, excursions.

This could put our Loch Ness

on the map.

I don't want it on the map.

Just leave things the way they are.

If there's a monster in Loch Ness,

the world has a right to know.

Aye.

Well, it's a perfect day for it.

This is awfully nice of you,

but you don't have to.

No, I want you and the children to see

the important work that we're doing.

If it's a mammal, it can't stay

underwater for six hours.

Mammal, my arse. It's a monster,

it can do what it wants.

You just be ready.

This photograph will make us all rich.

Aye, aye.

Well, the first thing we did

was to cut an access road...

...all the way to the top of the hill.

All the way up to the location. See?

Sir!

I know we've been an inconvenience

for you since we've been here.

But I think you'll be impressed

by what I'm about to show you.

This location, obviously,

has been strategically chosen...

...for the long-range views.

Moray Firth in the east,

Loch Lochy in the west.

-Now follow me.

-Thank you.

Now, here she is...

...our pride and joy.

Now, before we fire up Victoria--

That's what we call her.

--I need you three

to remain here on the perimeter.

And you might wanna cover your

ears. She packs a hell of a punch.

-Come on. Block your ears.

-We will be firing down the loch.

Let's see what sort of splash

she makes.

All right, men. Walker.

-The loch? No, he can't do that.

-What on earth?

I should have told you,

there's a creature there.

A water horse. He could get hurt.

What? Stop this nonsense

and let them do their work.

-No, Captain Hamilton. You mustn't!

-Angus! Angus!

We're to remain over here.

Mother, please listen. He hatched

from an egg. I saved his life.

-That is enough.

-Mother, it's true.

He's telling the truth.

You have to believe--

-No! Stop!

-Fire!

Fire!

Very good.

What happened?

Did they kill Crusoe?

That can't be the end.

No, no, no.

But it was the beginning of the end.

Poor Angus was beside himself

for his creature.

He got into terrible trouble.

-No! Don't!

-Hey! You!

-No! Don't!

-Control yourself, boy.

Did I or did I not tell you

to wait over there?!

Angus, this is not the place for us.

Can someone drive us home, please?

-Certainly. Corbin.

-Yes, sir.

-Kirstie.

-Anne.

The boy needs discipline, Anne.

The captain lost all respect

in Anne's eyes that day.

All right, Corbin.

That creature'll never surface

after that bombardment. Puddocks.

-You bloody pests!

-Aye.

And he blew a big hole in Jock's plans

for fame and Jimmy's for fortune.

-To the left!

-Jimmy McGarry was a man...

...not to be lightly parted

from a pound or a penny.

-To the right!

-He had seen the monster...

...and he was determined

the rest of the world should see it too.

-Get out of the picture.

-Aye, go!

Off you go.

Aye.

-We have got it.

-We're going to be rich. Rich.

You can come in now,

you daft buggers.

Everyone had a tale to tell

about the monster.

Everyone except poor Angus.

He was sent to bed at 6

every night for a month.

Even his goody-two-shoes sister...

...could not convince their mother

of the truth.

And no one

had laid sight of Crusoe...

...since the bombardment...

...until that fateful night.

Blimey, that's it.

-What's it?

-The monster.

That's just what I saw.

If it's out there, I'll catch it.

Let's go hunting, boys.

-Angus.

-Kirstie?

This is Lewis' idea.

If you tell Mummy I let you out,

I'll deny it. Do you understand?

Now everyone's talking

about seeing the beast.

You have to get him

to hide better or something.

Crusoe!

Crusoe! Come!

Try again.

Crusoe! Come!

Crusoe! Easy, boy, it's me!

-Lewis, what's happened to him?

-He's gone wild, lad.

No. You're wrong.

You'll see.

Angus, be careful.

Easy, boy.

I'm your friend.

No, Angus!

It was your idea to put him in the wild.

You said it would be best for him.

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