Zaman: The Man from the Reeds Page #3

---

- Okay. Okay.

- Okay. Take that.

- Okay.

Just one second. Nice and slow.

- What about the radio?

- What radio?

The radio. Boats have radios. Wait.

Let me go. Stay here.

Balance with me.

Hello?

Yeah. He's good.

No, the boy is good. That's for sure.

Mayday! Mayday! Hello? SOS.

We need help.

Mayday!

- Come on.

- God.

- You all right?

- You all right, mate?

- Did you see anything?

- No, not much.

It felt like some sort of rusted metal cage.

- Like a crab pot or something?

- No, bigger. Much bigger.

Now the whole weight of the boat

seems to be resting on top of it.

How's Chris?

I've got Mel trying to brace the spike,

stop it from moving.

Hopefully he'll pass out,

but if he goes into shock...

Look, we don't have long.

- Sh*t.

- Basically, someone needs to go for help.

Nick?

- Me? No, I can't.

- Why?

Look, I'm sorry. Look, I would if I could.

I just...

I can't swim.

You can't swim? Are you serious?

I was a fat kid.

I went to, like, a rough school.

- It's okay. It's fine. Listen.

- They didn't have swimming.

- I'll go.

- Joe, no. No.

Please, don't go.

Look, we need you here, all right?

- I need you here.

- Somebody's gotta go. I'll do it.

- Joe.

- Listen, babe, it's gonna be fine.

- Please, listen to me.

- Listen, Nick.

Nick, if I'm not back in 20 minutes,

switch to plan B.

- What's plan B?

- You'll think of something.

Joe, Joe. Joe, you don't even know

where you're going.

I do know where I'm going.

Look over there. Toward the light.

Hello.

I saw them.

They're coming.

What is it, exactly,

that we're meant to be doing?

- I'm not sure...

- We're just trying to find anything of use.

Have a look over there.

Okay, we need to find a way to cut through

on this side of the hull.

At least... At least then we can move him.

If we could just block up this hole

and get this boat moving again.

Hello.

Sh*t.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

- Jesus!

- We're nearly there. We're nearly there.

This boat'll sink

or this prick's gonna kill me.

Here, let me try.

- All right, all right. All right.

- Okay.

Jesus!

- Okay.

- It's working.

- It's not really appreciated.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

- Got it.

- There, she's moving.

- Okay.

- One, two, three.

F***! Oh, my God!

Jesus! Get away from me!

- All right. Watch you don't roll him.

- Okay.

Want me to start the engine, yeah?

Laura, get this thing moving

as fast as possible.

- Do you want me to use the pole?

- Yeah, from the front.

Hels, are you set?

Okay, go for it.

One,

two,

three!

Hels, hit it!

Don't move. Don't move. It's all right.

It's all right.

- Mel, rock.

- What?

- Rock the damn boat!

- Okay, don't move.

F***!

Nick!

Nick!

Come on, Nick. Over here.

Over here, come on. Laura, come on. Laura!

- Come on!

- Give me your arm.

- Get him on the boat.

- Come on, give me your arm.

I'll pull you up. Come on.

- Up. Come on.

- You all right? Are you all right?

I don't know.

Just let him breathe.

What the bloody hell's that?

Okay. Don't move, baby. Keep still, okay?

Joe will be back soon.

Don't leave me here.

Whatever happens, don't leave me here.

Promise me.

Laura.

- Jesus, Nick! What are you doing?

- F***ing hell. Sorry.

What did you see downstairs?

- What?

- Out of the window earlier.

You saw something.

It was dark.

There was reflections and sh*t, so...

For God's sake, Nick, just tell me!

I saw a face

coming out of the reeds.

It was my face.

Did you hear that?

What?

Sounded like an animal or something.

Joe? Joe, is that you?

Have you seen Joe?

- I don't think that's him.

- No. Joe!

- Helen, that's not him.

- Let me go! Joe!

- That's not him.

- Joe!

That's not Joe.

Nick! Close the door!

What is it?

I don't know, but it's not getting in here.

Here it comes.

What the f***?

F***, no! No, no!

He's coming!

Chris.

Chris!

Chris! Somebody... Come on!

Somebody help me get in!

- Chris!

- Righto, love.

Don't move. Get him on the bed.

- Put him down.

- Okay.

Baby?

He wants to move.

Just push him up a little bit more.

Okay, baby.

Chris.

Wake up, baby. Wake up. Please.

No! No!

They've gone.

Yeah. So is that body.

I think it's about time we went, too.

I thought you said you couldn't swim.

Well, maybe I just needed

the right motivation.

Mel.

Mel, we're leaving, hon.

Do you know where I can find

any fuel for this?

No.

- Ask Helen.

- Okay.

Come on, Hels. We're going.

What? What about Joe?

Look, we'll leave him a note

and we'll go back the way that we came.

Do you think you can get

your head together

and find some fuel for this lamp?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

Yeah, yeah.

Okay, two minutes, yeah?

- Laura, I think I found it.

- Okay, good. Get up here and let's go.

It's stuck.

Wait, I'll give you a hand.

- Nick, there's a fire.

- Sh*t.

- Let's move.

- Get these things off.

Don't leave me.

No matter what happens,

don't leave me here.

Helen, where are you?

Helen, come towards the door.

Promise me.

Promise me.

Helen.

Helen!

Come with me!

He won't let me go.

Laura!

Take her, take her.

I'm gonna go back for Mel.

Laura!

Mel!

Mel, come on!

I can get you out, come on.

- Nick, I'm stuck.

- What's the matter? Keep going.

I can't move my legs.

Sh*t, just... Just keep calm. Laura!

Sh*t, Mel, it's gonna blow.

He won't let go of me.

It's gonna blow up, come on!

I can't reach you.

Laura!

Laura!

Helen!

Come on, Helen.

Nick, Nick, are you with us?

Come on, Helen.

- Nick!

- I'm all right. I'm all right. Go.

- Helen, stop.

- Hels.

Nick, help me put mud on these wounds.

It'll cool them down.

Okay, girl.

Now, what are you trying to do to us?

Joe.

Joe.

Joe's dead.

Joe's dead. I saw him.

- Shock, it's just shock.

- He's dead.

- Take small breaths, Helen.

- Where the f*** is he, Laura?

Sounds like a boat.

It is. It's a frigging boat.

Joe, you f***ing diamond. Hey!

I told you, Hels. He's back.

- No, no, he's not.

- He came back for us.

- They're turning around.

- Hey!

Over here!

Don't worry about it. I'm gonna get him.

I'm gonna catch him. Don't f***ing move.

I'm gonna be right back.

Hey! Joe, come back!

F***!

Over here! Over here!

Hey!

Wait.

What are you trying to do, boy?

Lose me my license?

- Helen, breathe.

- Laura.

- This is my fault.

- No.

- This is my fault.

- No.

Joe... Joe didn't want to come.

- He didn't want to come here. It's my fault.

- Look at me.

Look at me.

It's not your fault.

Helen, Helen.

Oh, my God, they're everywhere.

F***, f***.

F***.

Laura.

- You sure this is the right place, boy?

- Yes.

Yeah, I think so.

It's just the reeds, well,

they sometimes play tricks on you.

How do you mean?

Well, we could be drifting around here

all night, just chasing our shadows.

Look, mate, I don't think you understand.

We were attacked, yeah?

There's something out there.

I've got two friends out there.

One of them's burnt to f***.

I'm not leaving this place for any reason.

Look, son, I want to find your friends

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes