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'It had been thirty years since my mother was killed by a triffid.

'She was trying to understand them. I've been doing the same ever since.'

Hello. I'm Jo Playton coming to you from the heart of London.

Why do triffids always go for the eyes? Argh!

Dr Kotch, it's me, Bill Masen.

What's happening?

'This is an emergency broadcast from the BBC.

'Most of the people in the world have been struck blind. There is no government.'

These people have every right to live! Over their heads.

I'm Torrence. Hear there was a bit of panic about triffids.

Triffids are carnivorous plants that can move. Their most abundant source of food is us.

I've got to get to my father's place in Shirning if we're going to work out how to deal with them. No!

You've got to get to Shirning, with or without me.

Masen, you're under arrest! Agh!

Being taken up to the Heath. It's all Torrence. He's running the show.

It was a vicious attack.

He's dead, Jo.

Where d'you think you're going, boys?

Stay where you are!

Don't move!

Ain't going to tell you again.

TRIFFID RECORDING PLAYS

What have got in your hands, Masen? Show me your hands! Show me!

Argh!

Argh!

Masen, you...

Argh!!

Argh! Argh!

Let's go!

ENGINE SPLUTTERS

ENGINE REVS

Oh! Oh!

Ah!

The triffids, they are coming.

ENGINE SPLUTTERS

Bill...

Bill, wake up.

The engine's had it.

The weather's getting worse. We'll have to walk.

Try and find some shelter.

At least the snow will slow them down.

Triffids have been engineered to survive in any weather.

This is Radio Britain calling to you live from London.

Calling all citizens - men, women and children.

If you are sighted, help the blind.

Come to London. Here you'll find safety, food and shelter.

Gathering points have been set up around the M25.

Make your way there and you'll be safe.

I'm Jo Playton. And you are not alone.

Need some help.

Are there any others?

Oh, no.

Shut the gates.

Where is he? Lead me to him.

Here, he's been shot in the shoulder.

Thank you, Father Thomas.

I'll clean the wound and close it, then you'll need serious rest.

You're lucky your friend brought you here.

I was lucky I found you.

I don't believe in luck.

Mother Superior. You were meant to come here, meant to be cured.

Body and soul.

I hope you will stay.

Here, we are all equal.

Ah!

When you're better, you'll see clearly.

London will seem like another world.

Who's in charge in London? We don't get any news.

There's no London now, Father Thomas. There's only us.

'If I was going to make it to Shirning, I had to stop, regain my strength.

'But I knew the triffids would never rest.

'They would continue to hunt us down, find populated places, march towards London. Towards Jo.'

Are we winning? Yes. So my messages are getting through?

Absolutely. More every day. Let me explain.

The blue areas, right, we control. The red areas, we defend.

Green is triffids.

That's an awful lot of green.

It's still the safest place in the country.

The important thing is that we survive.

You're still here. I'm still here.

Yeah, I wish Bill was. He could have helped us.

Yeah, well, Bill's dead, all right?

And you say that Major Coker's too busy running the country?

I mean, what's his plan? The broadcasts were his idea, after all.

Well, to be honest, Major Coker's struggling.

It's people like you and me that are keeping things going.

I mean, you have done brilliantly.

You're bringing them in. That's what they say, "I heard Jo on the radio.

"I heard her voice, that's why I came."

Have dinner with me. Dinner?

Yeah. Just...just the two of us.

As if everything was just normal?

It's the way you survive -

by insisting everything's normal.

By refusing to give in. Sheer force of will.

That's why they follow me - they know I'll never give in. Follow YOU?

Just because the whole world's gone crazy doesn't mean we can't have a little bit of fun.

Oh, well, you know what? That is really sweet of you.

Maybe next time.

OK? OK.

How long have they been there? At least as long as we have.

I don't understand. Why aren't they hunting?

Food must be getting scarce and there's so much of it in the abbey.

Yeah, I asked her about that and she said... She?

Durrant. She's the Mother Superior. She's in charge here.

I want to see her.

Go with peace in your heart, dear Father Thomas.

Father, come along.

It's always sad when first-class people have to go.

But he wanted to spread the word.

Father Thomas will find more survivors,

he will begin a new community and build on what we've done here.

Well, he's a brave man.

You're looking much better, Dr Masen. I'm much stronger, thanks.

Major Coker tells me you're a triffid expert.

Well... Yes.

The triffids, out there in the country, were they always so passive?

First, they were quite troublesome.

I lost many friends.

But then God intervened.

Really?

How did God do that?

He answered our prayers.

When the peaceful nature of our community became clear,

the triffids returned to the wood and killed no more.

Do you know, I've been amongst triffids all my life.

I've never known them to behave like that.

We strive to live in harmony with nature.

We intend no harm.

They seem content with that.

I was in your cellar.

You know you have a generator down there?

I could get it going for you.

Get you proper lighting, heating...

No. I don't think so.

But it would make things easier.

Come. Look, look, look, look.

Look at that tower.

Men built that tower long before there was electricity or power tools.

It wasn't easy, but it stands.

I don't want things to be easy.

I want them to be right.

BUZZING

What are you doing? Leaving to go to my father's.

I need some help with the triffids.

But they're quiet here. You heard what she said.

She may be a little eccentric, but if she's figured out a way to co-exist with them...

By being "peaceful"? We've both seen what the triffids can do.

Look, Coker, they've got over fifty beehives out there.

All it takes is warmer weather, then the triffids will be pollinated.

Then they'll spore and we'll have hundreds and thousands of new plants.

Durrant and the rest of the world won't stand a chance.

If we don't find a way to defeat the triffids, the human race will become extinct.

I've marked the safe path through the woods.

And, God willing, it's only a mile,

you'll get there safe, find a vehicle.

Thank you.

They're building a wall to keep the triffids out.

Torrence's idea.

But they all fight for Major Coker.

Torrence gives the orders.

Torrence seems to have an awful lot on his plate at the moment.

I mean, why isn't Osman helping?

I haven't seen that little creep in a while.

He got what he deserved.

We found bits of him up on the Heath after the triffid attack.

Never nothing of the other two.

Nothing?

Coker was all right.

Didn't know the other bloke.

So they really found nothing of the other two?

Just what Torrence has got in that red box.

Some bust-up old MP3 player.

Oh, Troy,

is Bill Masen alive?

Is he? I don't know,

but Torrence thinks he might be.

Come on! Come on! Move it!

Agh! Agh!

APPROACHING VOICES

Time for your broadcast, miss.

OK. Thanks.

Let's go.

# ..He leadeth me

# The quiet waters by. #

Join me in giving thanks and praise to Peggy,

who has been chosen...

..like Father Thomas and the others,

to go out and build new communities.

Dr Masen, please...

welcome, be seated.

I know all about your new communities.

I found Father Thomas's body in the woods.

CONGREGATION GASPS

Tied.

Sacrificed.

Dr Masen, do you know anything about beekeeping?

The beehive

is a symbol

of the perfect harmonious society.