Terror Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1978
- 84 min
- 135 Views
- All right,
where are you?
- I'm about a quarter
of a mile down
the Clayhill Road, going south.
It's a yellow Ford Escort.
I've left it by the
side of the road.
- Where are
you speaking from?
yards further down.
It's called, uh,
uh, Buttercup Lodge.
Hello?
Hello, did you get that?
- Yes, we'll
come and get you.
- Could you come here first,
please?
You see, I'm alone.
- You're alone? - Yes.
There's nobody here.
I found the door.
Hello?
Hello?
Oh!
- You want a mechanic?
- Hey, darling, darling!
Come on, hey, come here.
Come here, darling,
come over here.
Come on.
Come on, I'll take you
to a nice club.
Come on, come over here.
Come on, darling, come on, come
over here, come on.
Darling, come over here,
let's have a nice time together,
come over here.
Come on, we'll have a
nice time tonight.
Come on, come outwith me.
I'll give you a good stiff
talking to, you know.
- Hi. - Hi.
Sh*t, if I don't get some good
tips with this lot--
- Hello.
- Hello, I'll give up.
you'll get more than tips.
Believe me.
- You look after the boys dear and
I'll look after the men.
Right, come on, girls, then,
let's get started.
- I left two messages for
you at the hostel.
Why didn't you call me?
We've gotta talk.
- What do you want to talk about?
- About that night at the house.
- I don't want to discuss that.
- You've gotta tell me what
happened, before it's too late.
- Too late for what?
I don't know what you're
talking about.
So if you don't mind, I've
got to work to do.
- Hey, Ann, the Greek
freak's in tonight.
Oh, hello, darlin', what
are you doing here?
Anyway, he said...
Oh, you've found my knickers,
haven't you?
- I've got to go now.
- Oh.
Okay, see ya.
- Sit down, darling, I want you.
- That's not included
in the price.
- But I want to pay extra.
I want to pay extra for you.
How much, eh, how
much do you cost?
Hey, I tell you what I want.
I'll tell you what I want
you should do.
You, uh, know, uh, sucking?
Hey, yeah, you do sucking for me?
Okay, you do that?
I tell you.
Don't laugh.
Nothing's funny on this night.
- Oh, Phil, not that old 'round
the bay story again.
- HEY-
Where are you going?
Hey, wait, come back.
- Another gin and tonic,
please.
- Okey-dokey.
- I wish you'd take Phil the
Greek's table for me.
- No way.
What's wrong, is he giving
you the, I tell you,
in Athens, I drink two
bottles of ouzo,
I still the best lover in Athens.
You try, I show you.
- Yeah, well, I just can't
take it tonight.
- Hey, Ann, Viv just sold
Max a Tizer brandy.
We should celebrate.
- Fred. - Yeah?
- Two tequila sunrise, two
whiskeys, and a beer, please.
- Qkay, okay.
- Darling, you come sit with Phil.
Come sit with Phil!
I suck your tit, yes?
- Stop, please!
Oh, for God's sake,
leave me alone!
- I going to suck them!
- Leave me alone!
- Hey!
- Hey, all right,
it's crazy!
- Know him, I was with him on the
night he was killed.
Poor sod. I know we used
to take the piss
out of him and all that, but he
was harmless really.
- Know your lines, do you, Viv?
Word perfect, are you, love?
- Silly bugger.
- Who did it, someone
from the club?
- Wouldn't tell you if I knew.
Must've been awful.
Did you read how he was done in?
- Yeah.
- Must've been a bloody maniac.
- Right, I'm
coming down now.
I want no muck-ups today.
Let's get it right, can we?
So get in your first positions.
Come on, Viv, move it.
- Who told that lot to
come back here?
- You did.
- Since when?
- You gave them a free
day in return
for kicking them out, remember?
- No, I don't remember.
- Oh, really, I suppose that
means you don't remember
telling Les that you were
chucking him out
because I made a f***-up
with the bookings?
- Who told you that?
- Who do you think?
- Oh, I see, so you're
prepared to believe
that prick in there
rather than me?
- Look, what does it matter?
Just forget them.
- They're a liability.
- You're the f***ing liability,
mate, I'm telling you.
- Okay, now, from the top.
- Well, here we are in
the bathroom.
Why don't I run some water?
- But I've just washed my hands.
- You just washed your hands?
Oh, sorry, Les, I've gone.
- Oh, my God!
- Well, I can't help it, darling.
It's these scintillating
pearls of dialogue.
Me mind just can't cope with them.
- Well with a mind like
yours love, I'm not surprised.
Now come on, Viv, move it.
- Shut your mouth, I'm looking.
- You hurry up, will you?
You don't have that
much to remember.
A bloody parrot could learn it.
- I'm not a bleeding parrot.
I'm looking. - Come on, come on,
come on.
- I've got a load
of script here.
- Well, get a move on, love.
I'd like to finish this before the
cold weather sets in.
- All right, I found it, right?
Give me your line again.
- But I've just washed my hands.
- It's not your hands I'm
bothered about.
Giggle, giggle, giggle.
- Ah, come on, it's not as
if it's hard porn.
It's only soft-core garbage,
isn't it?
- ls it asking too much
that you remember a few lines?
- Oh, shut up, Leslie.
You're always bleeding moaning.
keeps you going.
- Curtis, this
isn't a library.
- All right, all right, all right,
I've got it.
- Look, I wouldn't mind,
but he's only got four
lines-- - James?
- In the whole
bloody script!
Vivian, please, let us try and get
it right this time.
- Well, if you got
somebody with a bit
of brains, I might be okay.
No bleeding at all.
- Sulking?
- Yes, we know that, dear.
Let's cool down and let's get
on with it, okay?
- Strip, strip, strip.
- Are you that...
Are you auburn all the way down?
- You'll soon find out.
- And into the bath.
- Into the bath!
Ah, yes.
- And did she turn
the tap on, no.
- Sorry, darlin', be all
right on the night.
- Do I sit down here?
- Is it this next?
- Don't ask me, you're
supposed to know.
- All right, keep your Stetson on.
It'll only take me a
minute to find it,
you don't have to shout.
- Look, stay where you are!
I said, stay where you are!
Here, take it, read the thing.
And if you can't read it,
just say anything.
Make it up, but let's
get on with it!
Oh, give me strength.
- Sh*t!
- It's burning him,
it's burning him!
- James?
- The worst part was the
sight of his face.
I don't think I'll ever be
able to forget that.
- Look, I know you're upset, Viv,
it must have been horrible.
But I wish you'd wait
a bit longer.
- It's nothing to do
with the accident.
Look, love, there's been
two murders, right?
Carol and Phil the Greek.
And there's one
common denominator.
- But you don't know for sure.
- Maybe not, but I'm not hanging
around here to find out.
- I don't fancy sleeping in that
room all by myself.
- Well, come with me, then.
I told you you can
sleep on the floor.
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