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Yes.

So you know what I mean.

And then today...

I just... I was going

to go home and...

Then I somehow, I couldn't

face it; I just had to get out.

Why does she

frighten you so much?

It sounds silly.

Well, I can't

get hold of her.

She arrived on my doorstep,

And I thought, "oh, she

really wants to speak to me,"

Because we've had a similar

experience, I suppose.

But it's as if

she had a faculty missing.

She seems to say something

and then it just slips away.

She has no curiosity.

Also... She asked if she could

stay the night. I said fine.

The next day she didn't leave

and yesterday she asked to stay.

It's hard to say, but...

I can understand how Morgan

became obsessed with her.

Did he?

Yes.

Violently, I think.

She's the sort of girl that

people become obsessed with.

Excuse me.

Well, I mean, I can

hardly wake her up and say,

"this is my friend

the policeman,

And he offered to come

around and tell you to leave".

No.

Um, I don't know.

Everything gets

to seem spooky.

Is that where the tile was?

Yes.

And he fixed it?

What?

How did he fix it?

From the inside?

Chrissie's waiting for you.

Yes.

Thank you for driving me home.

I have a list of books

I was hoping to borrow.

I'm sorry.

You've been misinformed.

This isn't a lending

library, you know.

It's the British library,

lending division?

Yes, I know.

But we don't lend books.

Or, only under very

special circumstances.

I have a letter

from my professor.

Well, that won't be nearly

special enough, I'm afraid.

Or just to look at

the books, not borrow them.

Oh, yes, yes.

You can look,

As long as you're

a registered user.

But you need

authorization from London.

Yes. Well, I'll get that.

Then I'll come back.

Go to bed. Bed!

We're off now, Stanley.

Don't forget

to unthaw the lunch.

Clearing out all that jumble

began to upset me.

Really?

Didn't you feel like that?

The past, you mean?

Mmm.

That isn't like you.

Second-hand clothes.

They say that murderers

are drawn to the second-hand.

I hadn't heard that.

Yes. There's a book.

You like murder, roger.

Yes, oh god, yes.

I'm addicted.

Yes. There's a theory that

murder is characteristically

Committed by people who

handle other peoples' things

In second-hand clothes shops,

junk shops, markets.

Self-improvement.

That's another hallmark.

People who teach themselves

things at home, at night.

Theories they only

half understand.

Informal education.

A fantasy life

of singular intensity.

Didn't you go

to Switzerland last year?

Yes. I, uh...

Yes. A package tour.

To the Reichenbach falls.

There were 40 of us

from all over England.

To see where Moriarty

pushed Sherlock Holmes over.

Wonderful countryside.

What did verity think?

Ah.

She didn't

come with me. No.

A colleague from

home economics came along.

Do you like murder?

Not much.

But I prefer it to romance.

Hello, Lil. Sorry we're late.

The dog was sick.

Oh, dear.

It's on a high-fiber diet.

You know what it's like.

I don't think it likes Mueslix.

The river flows dark

tonight, sir Thomas.

Will you take my boat?

Boatman, though I do not mean to

deprive you of your livelihood,

I cannot take your boat.

For if I travel tonight,

I shall travel to the tower.

They say that is a place

from which no man can return.

Aye, not alive.

But boatman, we are put on

this earth to serve god's will,

And if I do it tonight,

and in the fullness of my heart,

He shall protect me

and lead me to a better place

Than any we have

known in the world.

I wish you good fortune, sire.

Thank you, boatman.

You are lucky to know no kings.

Here, take gold.

Remember me

in your prayers.

So what do you do?

Well, come on. Answer me.

I don't want Janice

to take "a" level English.

Because we want

her to get on.

We bought her

a home computer.

Surely you can tell me

what your name is?

Now, look!

Excuse me.

she's cut her hand.

I wasn't saying anything!

I didn't do anything.

What's your problem, man?

Please, Mr. Varley, come back!

What did he say?

I don't know.

What difference does it make?

Why can't people leave me alone?

What did he want?

Who?

That parent.

Nothing. He just

asked questions.

What kind?

Oh, you know. Who was I?

What was I doing here?

That sounds quite innocent.

It's just... I hate it.

All this asking that goes on.

People digging around.

The way people have

to dig into one another.

It's horrible.

Did you say that to John Morgan?

Yes.

Well... I did.

No wonder.

I think you drove him crazy.

I don't know what you mean.

No, well... Exactly. That's why.

Goodness, I don't mean deliberately.

I don't mean you meant to.

I never do anything!

I never say anything!

Karen.

Karen?

It's me.

Karen, listen to me, please.

Get out of here.

I only want to talk.

F*** you! Get out!

No, look. You must

listen to me. Please!

I want some feeling!

I want some contact!

I want you f***ing near me!

Ah!

Oh!

Please don't go.

You make an effort.

You try and be nice!

Try and do anything!

You just get your

head chopped off.

Why try?

Anyway... Tell me.

Go on, tell me,

since you're so clever.

What did you do?

Oh, Karen.

If it wasn't an accident,

I'd love to know what you did.

Oh, Karen.

Karen...

Come back!

if I had

the guts, I'd just say to him,

"look. I don't want

you to go. I need you".

Why don't you say that?

Because to him,

it's everything.

Being an airman

is everything.

Until he gets to Malaya,

He isn't going to feel

being an airman is real.

What do you feel?

I don't know.

Of course I don't like it.

Are you frightened

he's going to get killed?

No.

No, of course not.

I hadn't even thought of it.

Why'd you say that?

I'm sorry. I didn't think.

With him I can't talk.

With him I can't

say anything I feel.

Because I read books,

I feel, for some reason,

I'm not allowed to talk.

There's always a gulf.

Doesn't seem a very

good basis for marriage.

No, I suppose.

Perhaps...

Perhaps sex isn't everything.

No.

It's time that

you talked to him.

Soon he'll be gone.

Jim.

Jim, it's hopeless.

How can it work anymore

Snatching time when

my mum's out at cards,

Knowing we can't get married

because of your parents?

We'll get married.

Eventually, yes.

When you finally

get back from Malaya.

But it's so long, it makes

everything seem pointless.

Don't you think

we should be sensible?

No.

Hmm.

Hello, boy.

There's a man

out here to see you.

...At its most basic.

Or at least not conveying the

sense. That's a possibility.

You've got to take

that into account.

Yes, I understand.

I don't want to press you.

No. Go ahead.

Hello. How are you?

...Your arms

above your head.

I'm just taking

that as an example.

Does that necessarily

mean you're happy?

You look

shattered.

...Happiness in

certain circumstances

According to those

circumstances, certainly, yes.

Or, it can mean

release, or triumph.

I'm afraid I've had

some trouble at home.

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