When the Lights Went Out

BASED UPON TRUE EVENTS

What was wrong with the old place?

Where do I start?

I liked it.

Good. You can stay there.

Very funny.

- Can we put some music on, please?

- Or we can just have me.

- How much do we pay the movers?

- 20 pounds.

Cheeky sons.

- When are Brian and Rita showing up?

- When it's too late to help.

- Typical Brian.

- Typical Rita.

- I hate it.

- You don't know how good your life is.

- What's that spastic doing here?

- Who?

There, from school.

She smells like piss.

Pretend you're in an old people's home.

- Cavalry has arrived!

- And the trouble.

Don't panic, Len.

- I've got a job for you.

- Bugger, I thought we missed all that.

- A housewarming present.

- I had a day off.

No rest for the wicked.

The first three are yours.

- First three?

- Yeah.

The bath is that way, love.

Come on, look like you are happy.

- You get that thing in the bedroom?

- Cheeky dog.

Hey, that's why I've got a darkroom.

You can come down anytime.

Catlefield Woods.

I've been in there.

- So?

- It's right mysterious.

Turn around.

Come on!

What's with that long face?

I can cheer up, but you'll

always be awkward.

- Did you hear that?

- Come in. The camera is blocked.

Come on, girls.

Show me.

Beautiful. Beautiful, girls!

That's how we do it, you see?

You two share.

- To the new house!

- To the new house! Cheers!

Cheers.

The bubbles got up my nose.

Show us some love.

Beautiful.

What's up, love?

- I thought you were happy.

- I'm more than happy, Len.

- That's just sick, isn't it?

- I think it's nice.

- Shouldn't you be getting home?

- Relax, not so fast.

- I should've been a model.

- Lovely. Once again. Watch the birdie.

- Dad?

- Yes, love?

Did you just move my stuff?

You're kidding, aren't you?

Put it back before your mum sees it.

- Avocado?

- What?

Avocado. That would

be nice, wouldn't it?

Don't you mean green, love?

- You don't have a sense of style, Len.

- Or more pertinently, money.

- Come on, cheer up, love.

- You alright?

I don't like this house.

It gives me the creeps.

The light moved on its own last night.

- Did you leave a window open?

- Buckaroo went off.

- He's supposed to do it, isn't it?

- By itself?

- You don't believe me, do you?

- Time for school.

Subsequently led to the demise

of the Catholic Church in England.

The monasteries were

closed by which king?

Mr Price?

Sir.

Sir?

She's drawn a picture of you, sir.

She fancies you, sir.

Look, she's gone red.

Right, girls. That's enough.

Bring out, Sally. Come on, let's see it.

It's really good.

I would say it's excellent.

If this was an art class.

And you got my hair wrong.

Detention.

Right, can someone tell me

who closed all the monasteries?

- Henry VIII, sir.

- How many wives did he have?

- I'm not staying here on my own.

- We won't be out long.

- There's 10 shilling on the shelf.

- There's somebody here.

Stop it, love. You're a big girl now.

Behave like one.

If I'm a big girl, why can't I come?

Because you're too young.

- I can't win, can I?

- No.

- Bye, love.

- See you.

Sod off then.

It's your round, isn't it?

Here you go. With a coaster.

We're civilized, right?

0 So? Settling in all right?

- Kind of.

Sally got in her mind that we're not alone.

What do you mean?

We've got a ghost there.

She is just a child.

- I thought I saw something myself.

- Don't tell her that, it'll be the end.

Ladies. Is it okay?

Cheers, love.

You bless.

That was 'Limmie And The Family

Cooking' with 'The Walking Miracle'.

I hope our charts is to your liking.

Jimmy Osmond went up ten places.

Sunny with her 'Doctors Orders'

went up nine places.

That's our Sally.

- She is soaked through, the poor thing.

- What are you doing out here?

Come, love.

Mum, I saw it.

A child's toy coming down the stairs

doesn't mean we've got a ghost.

It's late. We're all tired.

Bed.

I believe you.

- She went mad.

- Did she?

She'll ask for you next time.

- Another bloody power cut?

- Would be nice to get some notice.

Next-door still got their lights on.

- You've got candles?

- I don't know where they are.

- Jesus, what was that?

- I'll give you one guess. Right, ma'am.

What do you all think you're doing?

You little sod!

- That was the ghost!

- My ass it is!

- I'm not staying in here.

- I'm gonna see if she's okay.

Get the torch.

Rita! Behind you!

What's going on?

Some welcome in here...

What's happening?

Look, it wouldn't be the first time

she would play tricks, would it?

- This was different.

- How?

It just was.

What about the lights?

- Switched off with the mains.

- The noises?

- Just a kids recording, that's all.

- The tap?

- It needs a new washer, love.

- And the grandfather clock?

- Did it fall?

- Or was it pushed?

- Hard to tell.

Look, it's obvious.

She doesn't want to be here, right?

It's just a form of protest.

- You don't believe me, do you?

- No, not at all.

- Where is mum?

- She is tired, she's still in bed.

- I'll take her tea up.

- I don't want her upset, love.

You don't mind if I am?

- What are you doing? Get off!

- It's all sticky.

- What is it?

- Nothing, sir.

Get on with it, then.

Look what I've found in the library.

It says old spirits chill down rooms,

throw stuff and turn lights off.

- You know what I think?

- What?

- There's a rational explanation for this.

- Yes, you've got a ghost.

I think Len had a point.

- Blame it on the kid?

- We had a few drinks.

You don't get that from a few

baby-champs and a woman-pep.

I'm sure it's not just wishful thinking.

You believe in all that stuff.

I felt it, you felt it, she felt it.

It wasn't wishful thinking,

or a kid playing tricks.

- You don't know what she's like.

- But I know what I saw.

Maybe if you had a kid on your own,

you would understand.

I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to say that.

- It's alright.

- I just want everything to be nice.

- I know.

Watch it, stupid sod!

You're just like all the rest, are you?

- Don't go.

- You've hurt me today.

I'm sorry.

- Do you really fancy Mr Price?

- Not your business.

- Yes.

- He's quite nice, isn't he?

- He's like John Denver.

- He's not like John Denver.

- 'You fill up my senses. Like a night in... '

- Stop it.

- I like him too.

- Hands off.

- I best go in.

- Not yet.

Alright. Would you like

to blow up a Cindy doll?

You bugger, is that my coat?

Wait until I get my hands on you.

I hope that's not you, Sally.

Open up!

Sally, open the door!

There's something in here.

Go away!

Sally, I'm warning you.

Bloody open this door!

- Dad, what's up?

- You sh*t!

I'm sorry, darling.

- What are you gonna do now?

- Leave.

- Oh, are you?

- What else we're gonna do?

Where to? It was hard enough

finding this place.

- You are on the bottom of the waiting list.

- But if we tell them about the ghost...

- They won't believe us.

- What about father Clifton?

It's been years since we go to the church.

He'll slam the door in my face.

You're always welcome at mine.

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