Prey

Kator to Command Ship.

Command Ship.

I am now in orbit.

Proceed with mission.

Switching to portable transmitter.

Jo! Jo!

- What's the matter? - The lights and the noise.

- Must have come from the village. - No, it came from the sky!

What did?

I woke up, and the whole room was filled up with this green light.

And there was this noise, like a roar,

and then the light disappeared.

Must have been a dream.

I saw it, I tell you! I saw it. It came from the sky.

- Why did you scream? - I was having one of my nightmares.

But I thought that had all stopped now you've moved into your own room?

It was horrible.

I was dreaming about you, and Simon,

and then this creature started chasing me.

and I called out to you, and Simon...

and then I woke up.

Simon's always in my nightmares.

Strange.

I guess I miss him coming to see us more than I realised.

Perhaps you do.

Hey, Con, that's enough.

Come on, it's all right.

No, get off me. Get off!

I think you'd best take me home.

Where are you going?

For a pee. Do you mind?

Who's there?

Dirty bastard!

Anderson?

Anderson!

Oh, thank God. I thought...

What happened? What was it?

Muesli?

No, thanks.

Do you more good than that chemical muck you drink.

I'm addicted. A muck addict.

You'll regret it when you're older.

You know, it takes five years for caffeine to get out of your system.

Like tobacco.

I know. One day I'll stop drinking and smoking.

Cross my heart.

...and when the lady finally got up in the morning,

she found outjust what. Her whole kitchen ceiling had fallen in,

and her bedroom was literally hanging in the air.

Who said it wasn't a crazy world, folks?

This is your favourite DJ, Davey Haggerty,

with your favourite radio breakfast show on 174.

It's the greatest!

You know, I think of all men, I hate Davey Whatsit the most.

I'll go and eat this in the conservatory.

And what about flying saucers?

Not exactly a floating bedroom, folks,

but certainly something that goes bump in the night.

And that's just what happened, quite nearby, only last night.

Village folk here are claiming to have seen flashing lights in the sky during the night.

You see?

Could it be UFOs,

unidentified flying objects, orjust a clever hoax?

Well, experts at Bristol University reckon it's neither.

They say that the lights could have been caused

by freak local atmospheric conditions,

which, they say, are not that unusual.

But, well, who knows?

Could the little green men have landed at last?

Mangy bird!

- Let's just go and check. - Okay, why not?

You never know.

It's a good day for taking a book out, anyway.

Of course, I know you're right. There won't be anything there.

Jo...?

Yes?

You're not listening.

No.

Come on.

- What's wrong? - What could have done that?

Fox.

It must have been travelling incredibly fast to catch three at once.

A fox!

- You know they talk about us? - Who?

- People in the village. - Why?

I don't know.

Jealous.

Jealous...

It seems like a million years ago since my parents went, doesn't it?

I'm so glad you decided to stay on, Jo.

You've taught me so many beautiful things.

I only want to make you happy.

You do.

What we have is real, Jessica.

We must never lose it.

Never.

See you later.

- You frightened me! - Frightened you?

I heard you walking behind those trees over there.

Wasn't me.

Must have been a squirrel, or something.

- Jo? - Mm-hmm?

I think I'd like to go away for a while.

We're going away in July. In September, we'll be in Paris.

I don't mean that. I mean by myself. Just for a little while.

No, Jessica.

- We can't risk it. - Why?

Look, we've been through this before.

Can't you imagine that I might want to be with somebody else sometimes?

There can be nobody else.

But Jo, we're not the only people in the world.

Jessica, if you went away and allowed yourself to get screwed up...

I might find somebody who could understand. Who could share.

No.

No, I could never let that happen.

I don't want to discuss it!

Jo, you're frightening me!

Jo!

Jo, listen!

I don't want to discuss it!

Who are you?

What are you doing in there? This is private property!

Anderson.

Anderson. My name is Anderson.

I'm a stranger here.

This is private property!

This house, does it belong to you?

Goodbye, Mr Anderson. I'm sure you know the way out.

He's hurt, Jo.

Mr Anderson!

The man's limping. He was obviously just resting in the lodge.

Can't we give him some water or something?

All right.

Mr Anderson, would you like a drink?

Have you had an accident? Can we help?

Yes.

Can't remember.

My leg...

Never mind. Come on back to the house and rest.

Besides, it's a long time since we had a visitor.

I'll go and put the kettle on.

She's a little nervy today. Don't worry.

Why don't you sit down and rest that leg?

What are you looking at?

- That. - It's Wally.

Oh.

He's very old.

- Do you have many Wallys? - No.

There's only room for one parrot in that cage.

We used to have dogs, though.

And a cat.

My father loved dogs, but Jo, my friend, thinks they're dirty.

So now there's only Wally.

- Dogs? - Yeah, three of 'em.

An Alsatian, and two silly sheepdogs called Mop and Duster.

- Do other people live here? - Only the two of us.

Will other people come to live here?

What a funny question.

No, no, I don't think so.

And you? Have you always lived here?

No, I was born in Canada,

but my father had to work in England, so we came here.

Jo comes from the Midlands.

Many people come from the Midlands?

Not as many as London.

London?

Where do you come from?

What?

I asked you where you came from.

- London. - Yeah?

I.. I wonder what's keeping Jo?

Excuse me a minute.

He's weird, don't you think?

No weirder than most males.

I don't mean that. There's something strange about him.

I've barely spoken to the creature.

Well, you talk to him.

Jo...

About earlier. I'm sorry, okay?

Come on.

I think Mr Anderson likes Wally.

- He's a stinking nuisance. - He is not. He's lovely.

Sit down, Mr Anderson.

Do you take sugar?

- I suppose so. Most men do. - Thank you.

Are you all right?

- It's hot. - Leave it until it cools, then.

Where are you going when you leave here, Mr Anderson?

You must be going somewhere. Are you going to London?

Yes. London.

- What are these for? - What does one keep plants for?

I don't know.

We keep them 'cause we like them. They're beautiful, don't you think?

- Yes, but I prefer... - Wally?

Very strange.

My father brought them from India or Singapore or somewhere.

Think I'll go and get the eggs.

Your tea's getting cold, Mr Anderson.

Oh, yes.

Good.