Primeval

We'll get done.

No chance.

Ah, this is brilliant!

Oh, look, gotta check this out. It's wicked for boarding.

Come on, then.

Mason, don't be a fairy!

Matt?

I've been trying to, um, trace the origins of the qilin.

Also known as a Chinese unicorn.

Exactly. Now, the earliest reference I could find

was in the 5th century book Zuo Zhuan,

so I made a rough calculation and put it into the matrix.

I love this thing!

-Connor. -Huh?

If you touch that, you could be changing the entire destiny of the universe.

I'm not gonna touch it. I'm just gonna...

Good man.

Whoa! Please tell me this all means something.

This is a 3-D model

representing all known anomalies throughout history.

All cultures have their own mythical beasts,

like, um, the Loch Ness monster.

And my guess is that where there's a myth, we'll find an anomaly.

Now, all we have to do is date these myths accurately.

Like a road map of time.

Then we can start to predict where and when

new anomalies might start to open.

Call me stupid, but, um, couldn't we have done all this on a computer?

This way is more tangible.

It makes him feel more like God, you know, with the creation thing.

You know, Connor, you might be right.

But unless I'm very much mistaken,

I think we may have made our first prediction.

All right, listen up!

We've analysed the most recent anomalies and put them into the model.

The prediction is specific and local, but there's a problem.

It could happen tomorrow, It could happen many years from now.

I want you to go and check it out, and take Sid and Nancy with you.

-Um, I'll go, too. -No, I need you here.

-I should handle this. -No, no, Cutters right. We'll go.

Anything happens, you call me.

Sarah!

Help! I've been taken hostage by an obsessive scientist.

Welcome to our world!

This is the place.

So this is where Cutter predicted the anomaly will open.

We'd better check it out.

Then what?

We just sit, twiddling our thumbs until an anomaly appears?

Yeah, something like that.

Hold me back. I don't think I can take the excitement.

Seems quiet enough.

Oh, Connor.

Window was open. Nobody in.

What happened here?

This place must be worth millions.

Why has it just been left?

The smell, maybe?

Stinks in here.

Could be the sewers, or maybe some damp.

It's more like they've been keeping animals.

What kind of animals? Skunks?

Hey, thanks.

Maybe the owners are abroad.

Well, we'll keep watch for a while, but we can't stay here indefinitely

just to satisfy Cutters latest whim.

What, you think he's wrong?

I think he's crazy, but not necessarily wrong.

Seems like he's getting beneath your skin.

Abby, have you...

Have you ever been attracted to somebody that you...you don't even like?

Ha! I fall for the wrong men all the time.

One thing I do know. If you're interested,

don't bother waiting for the man to make the first move,

'cause you could die of old age before anything happens.

You gonna take your own advice?

Mmm, thinking about It.

Hello?

I'll call you back.

Abby?

Abby?

Got you!

That was childish!

-Were you scared? -No.

Little bit.

-Thought you were in trouble, didn't I? -Yeah.

-Yeah. -And you came to rescue me.

Thank you.

Do you know why I like this place?

It's fun.

Yeah.

Ooh! Oh, I'm sorry! What a mess.

Oh, no.

The qilin.

A magical creature from 5th century China.

Amazing what people used to believe then, isn't it?

-You all right? -I'm fine, thank you.

Thanks.

Well, that was eventful.

It's a nice place, Isn't it?

Do you care to explain what you're doing here?

Just visiting.

Well, the way I see it, you're either burglars or trespassers.

Do we look like burglars to you?

Well, I'm pretty sure I've seen laughing boy on a wanted poster, yeah.

He talking about me?

-Oi, Officer... -Detective Constable Quinn.

And you are?

-We're property developers. -You're lying.

I should arrest you all but to be quite frank, I can't be bothered.

You people aren't worth the paperwork. Now go.

What do you mean, "you people"?

Murder tourists.

You make me sick. Now, get out.

And if I see you round here again, your feet won't touch the ground.

-You understand? -Come on.

Do you know what? Can I just say that I think the police do a fantastic job?

And you know, the occasional lapse into cliché is

completely understandable in the circumstances.

Connor...

There's something strange going on in there.

Abby, stay here. If anything out of the ordinary happens, call us.

-Where are you going? -To get some answers.

Connor, you're coming with me!

Keep your head down and don't look anyone in the face.

Cutters the only person likely to recognise you,

but if something does go wrong you know what to do.

Go.

No one gets in without a pass.

I did have it in here when I left.

Give me a break. It's not like you don't know who I am.

Sir, according to this, Dr Page entered the building a quarter of an hour ago.

Lock down the entrances!

Don't move!

Turn around slowly. Put your hands where I can see them.

Drop your weapon and get down on the ground now!

I know this man.

That's impossible.

Why?

Because I watched him die in the Silurian desert millions of years ago.

Clear.

Clear.

So, Chief, have they reopened the case?

What case?

Well, I caught three government spooks sniffing round the Brooks house.

Not this again.

They said they were property developers, but I checked their plates

-and it was a government vehicle. -Just leave it.

So the way I see it is they're gonna have another enquiry.

You're losing your mind, Danny. I haven't got time for this.

Well, make time, sir.

Because of your history with that house, I'm going to pretend

that you didn't just speak to a senior officer like that.

Forget it, Danny. It's over.

Not for me.

-Excuse me. -Hello.

-Hi. -Hi.

We just want to ask you some questions about a property.

-Oh, yeah, which one? -The abandoned house on Rymans.

Oh, yeah, you interested?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. We're looking, aren't we, darling?

Wondered why it hadn't sold yet.

Oh, you know, the market's been a bit soft.

That's not the only reason, though. Something happened there, didn't it?

-Oh, you mean the kids? -Kids?

Three of them. Local lads. They broke into the house for a laugh.

What happened?

They disappeared. Not a trace of them since.

Fourteen years.

-There must be some explanation. -Well. only one of them ever came out.

Boy called Ryan Mason.

Mason?

Yeah, Ryan Mason.

Man, some people say the place is still haunted.

They hear screams, noises.

If you're interested, I can get you a killer deal, now.

We'll, um... we'll think about it.

You'd better be quick. I'm going to get rid of it soon.

Thank you.

Now what?

Right, we need to track down this Ryan Mason.

I'll make a call.

Hello?

Who's there?

Hello?

Ryan?

Ryan, can we talk to you?

Ryan...

Just leave me alone.

But you are Ryan Mason?

You ain't paid.

Always fancied this job.

Ryan, we know you didn't harm your friends.