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Well done, boy. Well done.

A marvel, that's what you are. A marvel.

I wouldn't mind being half witted
if I could shoot like you.

- Tea?
- Carrot tea.

Mrs Cohen's recipe.

You shred the carrots
and then you bake them.

- Ugh!
- Well, it's better than nothing.

I can't get used to
not having a newspaper at breakfast.

Well, that's gone for good, I'm afraid.

I wish you'd stay.

One of us must eat
with the others, Mr Russell.

I can't see why, I'm afraid.

But we can't just
leave all that stuff at the quarry.

Of course not. But first things first.

If we get a big enough patch dug,

we can get
all the spinach sown this week.

You are keeping half of that
for lettuce, aren't you?

Yeah. Oh, one thing we're not
gonna go short of is iron.

Onions. That's what we need.

- With an onion even paper is tasty.
Paper?

Yes, paper.

Come on, you two. Lessons.

Reading?
- Reading and sums.

Oh! Sums.

John, come back.

Finish your milk.

Why do I have to nag you all the time?

Oh, Emma.
Don't pretend you don't enjoy it.

Nagging I can do without.
There's more than enough to do as it is.

- Sums.
- What?

Oh, it's nothing.

What have they got to count? Chickens?

- Where's Wendy?
- She's in the kitchen.

What's she doing there?
She didn't have her breakfast.

- She said she'd had hers.
- She said! Hmm!

Sums I can do. I can count eggs.

- She's gone without again.
- She mustn't do that.

Nag, nag, nag. What more can I do?

The girl's just skin and bones as it is.

You can talk.

In future she eats all her meals
in here with us.

Then you tell her.

But what about
that stuff at the quarry?

Charmian and I could go.
We can both drive.

I've got digging as priority.
We need all the men we've got.

Well, that's why I'm suggesting
that Charmian and I go.

- You're not going alone.
- That's telling you, girl.

Meaning a man's got to go with us?

Good Lord! That sort of attitude's
a bit out of date.

Look, you're not going and that's that.

Now, the stuff at the quarry's
safe enough,

it can wait and the digging can't.

We've got to beat the rain.

Quick! The pigs, they've got out!
They're in the cabbages!

Go on, then.
Come on. No, no, not this pig...

Go on. Go on.

Go on, girls. Go on.

Go on. Now, get it.

Go on. Go on.

- Get out of the way.
- Go on.

Oi! You.
- Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on. That's it.

Come on. Come on.

Push them this way.

Where the hell's Tom Price?

Oh, come on, Greg. The boy...

I'm telling you.
That's the whole of a crop gone.

All our spring cabbage.

And even the ones they haven't uprooted
they've half chewed.

Yes. But there are plenty there
that are all right.

So how do we keep them?

Pickle them.
I'm very fond of pickled cabbage.

And where are we gonna get
that much vinegar?

You're gonna volunteer
to go into the town and get some?

We could make sauerkraut.
You need only salt for that.

What a good idea, Emma.

Every child knows that. Good.

There you are. See.

Look, you had the job
of penning those pigs.

- Well, it's not my fault.
- Well, you botched it!

Well, he did it.

What do you mean he did it?
I told you to do it.

- Well, I told him.
- Well, you go no damn right to.

Why not?
I can't do everything, you know.

- I told you to pen those pigs.
- And I told him.

It's chain of command.
Delegating responsibility.

Yeah, well, passing the buck, you mean.

Well, it's the same difference.
I mean, he sits in his backside all day.

May I say something?
Price here asked my help.

I did my best. Although it's not exactly
the sort of work I'm most used to.

However, I think you'll find
the real fault lies in the fact

that the stakes were too flimsy.

Hey! Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

There was nothing wrong
with those stakes.

I said so at the time
and I say so still.

The pig is a heavy
and persistent animal.

Listen to him talking.
He's too good for this world, he is.

He won't demean himself
by eating with us.

He doesn't want to mix
with the common herd.

It so happens that the thing I value
most in life is my privacy.

Yes. And I know why, don't I, boy?

I know that, all right.
Don't I? What?

He doesn't want to share with us.

- I'm not going to argue with you.
- Now, hang on a minute.

What are you talking about, Tom?

- Never mind. He knows.
- No. Stop this innuendo.

If you've got something to say, say it.
What are you talking about?

All right then.

Food holding.
That's what I'm talking about.

Are you saying that
Russell's hoarding food?

Oh, no, boy.
You're not catching me like that.

I'm not saying nothing.

Just ask him
what he keeps in that briefcase of his.

- Oh, what rubbish.
- No. All right.

What about it, Arthur?

My dear, Abby, if you're going
to tittle tattle from this...

Now, would you just
go and get your case, please?

That briefcase contains business papers
of a highly confidential nature.

Confidential!

- Price, go and get the case.
- No.

I'll get it myself.

It's not just Arthur.

- Oh, he's useless.
- Agreed, but Charmian isn't.

The whole atmosphere
of the place is going down.

There's a constant bickering.
There's just no cohesion.

It's pretty difficult to get
any sort of cohesion

in an ill-assorted bunch like that.

Well, we have to or go under.

- Where's Vic?
- He's with the kids.

Oh, he's with the children.

Yes.

Well, I've asked you all here
this morning

because I got a few things
I want to say to you all.

Now then.

To begin with, in future

all members of the community,
without exception,

will take their meals here,
in the dining room.

Secondly,

anyone found hoarding food or any
other commodity will be asked to leave.

- Asked.
- Told.

Is that understood?

- Umm... May I ask a question?
- Yes, of course, Emma.

Is this a democracy? Here, I mean?

I don't know.
I hadn't really thought about it.

You see, it's all very well for you
making all the rules,

but I think the rest of us
has some say in it too.

Yes. Of course.

Well, does anyone disagree
with the rules that I've suggested?

Fine.

Now, then,
does anyone know what today is?

Thursday?

It's May the 1st

and I think we ought to celebrate.

I think we ought to have a party.

What does everyone say to roast mutton?

No, no, no. It would be too wasteful.

You see, if we kill a pig,
I can salt the rest.

Me.

- Barney, did you say something?
- Me!

I can kill a pig.

Yes, but what about all the rest?

The butchering, the dressing,
or whatever you call it?

Well, you've got the book.
You've got to learn sometime.

- All right?
- All right.

Arthur, can I leave you
in charge of the drinks?

I've got a bottle of brandy. The last.

I didn't mean that.

Thanks to Vic Thatcher
we've quite a cellar.

Hey, but you always said
drinks were for emergencies.

Well, I think this is...

I think that we deserve a party.

Would you like to
give Mr Russell a hand?

- Can a duck swim?
- But watch it.

Everything in that cellar
has to be accounted for.

I think if you put a bit more oil in it,
it will be much better.

But easy on the pepper, please.

That's one thing
we shall never be able to grow here.

Wendy, dear. Would you go
and get as many dandelion leaves

as you can for the salad?

But nothing very big.
Nothing over three inches.

- Get the children to help you.
- All right, Mrs Cohen.

Mmm.

This is the life, Pricey boy.

# Potatoes, potatoes

# Potatoes, potatoes

# Potatoes #

# I want to go and play
with the boy next door

# With my friend Jeremy

# I want to go and play
with the boy next door

# He's spoke fair of me
and he is only four

# I want to go and play
with the boy next door #

Well, I agree,
it's only a question of morale.

But then morale
is only a question of leadership.

- To some extent.
- Absolutely.

But it's also a question of involvement.

People need to feel
they're working for something.

Towards some objective.

Mere survival just isn't enough.

My dear girl,
you tell them what the objective is

and let them get on with it.

In the meantime,
my objective is to ask you to dance.

May I?

Wendy, I'm so sorry, but it's high time
the children were in bed.

All right.

- Did they have enough to eat?
- Tons.

Tons. I'm thirsty.

You thirsty? Now go and have a drink.

But, Barney, be careful. Not too much.

- I'm thirsty.
- Oh, that's the ticket, boy.

There we are. Get outside this.
It's a chaser, they call it, see.

It's an acquired taste. But once
you've acquired it, you'll be all right.

It burns.

No, no. It warms you.
Can you feel it down there?

- Warms.
- That's right. Now have another one.

And then the beer cools it. See?

I know he's selfish.
I know he's difficult at times,

but he's been spoiled by power.

He'll have to get un-spoiled, won't he?

Well, he'll learn. You'll see.

Barney, what are you drinking? Show me.

Oh! Really!
You ought to know better.

It's harmless.
It's a celebration, innit?

Where's Wendy?

Wendy went upstairs.
She's putting the children to bed.

- She will be back soon.
- Dance.

- She won't be long.
- Dance, Mrs. You.

Me? Oh, no, too old for this.
Oh, no, no.

- How do you do?
- Hello.

- Can I have a dance?
- No, thank you.

Come on. What do you say.

I had medals for dancing. You'll see.

- Yes, I'm sure. I'm sure.
- Come on.

I'd rather just look and listen.
Thank you.

All right then.

To hell with you.

Barney, Wendy. Wonderful.

Ah!

No, please don't. I'm a bit tired.

- I'd like to sit down.
- Sit down.

You all right, Wendy?

Yeah. Fine.

I'm just a bit tired.

- Think I'll go to bed.
- Hmm?

- It's the drink, I'm not used to it.
- Which one of us is?

- You know, you don't eat enough.
- Oh, don't you start.

Yeah, I think I'll go up. Good night.

Good night. Think you'll sleep
with all this going on?

Yeah. It's nice. It's company.

- It's cheerful.
- Well, good night.

- Good night, Mrs Cohen.
- Good night, Wendy. Sleep well.

- Good night, all.
Good night.

- Wendy, are you going up there?
- Yeah.

- Nice night, wasn't it?
- Yeah. Smashing.

You want some company?

No thanks.
I'm tired and I'm going to bed.

Look. You're not frightened
up there on your own?

No!

Well, now, I tell you.
I'd be frightened up there if I was you.

- Well, you're not me.
- Yeah.

Oh, please don't do that!

- Wait there. Hey you!
- Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

You'll feel cold up here
after than nice warm dance.

Go away.

Oh, come on, now.
Don't be such a spoilsport.

Will you go away!

Oh! Fancy one of the others, do you?

None of us can be choosy, can we?
Wendy, come back here!

Wendy!

- Are you tired?
- Mmm. A bit.

- It's the drink. I'm not used to it.
- Who is?

- Do you want to go to bed?
- No, not yet. Not just yet.

- It's funny all this.
- What?

I was just wondering
how far back we can go.

- How do you mean?
- How primitive we can become.

- Primitive?
- Well, reverting.

I mean, like this shindig tonight.
This do. It's a pagan rite.

- Is it?
- Of course, it is.

First of May,
dancing around the maypole,

fertility symbols, rebirth of spring.

Nymphs and shepherds.

Nymphs and satyrs.

I've never been at all sure
what a satyr is.

- Is it part man part horse?
- No, no. Goat.

Oh. But they used to sacrifice things,
didn't they?

Yeah, so did we. Kill the pig.

No, I didn't mean that.

I thought. Well...

- People.
- Yeah. You're right.

You know, there are still
some country people who...

Well...

I suppose
there are still some country people

who believe that blood, human blood,
fertilizes the soil.

Blood of a virgin.

Quick! Quick!
Quick! Come quick!

It's Wendy!
- Something happened to her.

Quick. Quick!
It's Wendy!

Something's happened to her.

Jenny, look after the children,
will you?

What's happening?

What's the matter?

Wendy's dead. Looks like murder.

Murder?
- She didn't stab herself.

Now, is everyone here?

Jenny.

- She's with the children.
- Barney.

- He's with the sheep.
No.

- Well, where is he?
- I saw him very early on.

He was going towards the woods
with his bow and arrow.

- What with?
What?

Could she have been killed
with an arrow?

I suppose so.

There's nothing there.

Barney?

Well, it's one of us, isn't it?

Oh, no, man,
it couldn't have been Barney.

Then who else? You?

Me?

He was pestering her a lot last night.

That doesn't prove anything.

I know it doesn't prove anything.

I still think we ought to talk to him.

Better beat the woods for him.
I'll get my gun.

No.
- Well, damn it. He is armed.

No guns.

Just bring him back.

Come on.

Hey, Barney! Get out, boy. Quick.
Just run. Don't come back.

Get away, quick!
They think you killed Wendy.

They're after you.

No.

Get as far as you possibly can.
Please, please, just run.

Run, Barney, run!

There he is.

Barney.

Barney!

Run, Barney. Run, boy.

- Where is he?
- Paul's bringing him.

- He had this with him.
- Oh, God.

Oh, Barney didn't do it, man.
There's no harm in Barney.

Why did he run away then?

- He was pestering Wendy last night.
- I wouldn't call it that.

The point is,
what we going to do about it.

I don't know. Try him, I suppose.

Try him? Try Barney?

Wouldn't "unfit to plead"
be the legal phrase?

Well, fit or unfit,
what do we do with him?

I mean, if we believe that he did it,
what do we do with him?

We haven't heard
what he's got to say yet.

Sit down, Barney.

Barney, why did you say I didn't do it,

when Greg and Mr Russell
caught you this morning?

Well, I didn't.

Didn't what?

Do that to Wendy.

Barney, how did you know Wendy was dead?

Did Barney really do that to Wendy?

I don't know.

Barney wouldn't hurt anyone.

Come on, get on with your sums.

- Maybe he didn't know what he was doing.
- He is a bit funny, isn't he?

Come on. Otherwise, no stories.

And this.

Is this yours, Barney?

It's got blood on it.

Clean it.

By it, what do you mean?

- It's got blood on it.
- Clean it.

- What does he mean?
- I think he means he wants to clean it.

Or should have cleaned it.
- Or almost anything.

- Look, this is ridiculous.
Please, we must do our best.

Now, Barney,

this arrow which belongs to you
has got blood on it.

Can you tell us how the blood got there?

Rabbit!

- Can we disprove that?
- No, and we can't prove it either.

- Is there no way?
- Yeah, if we had a forensic laboratory.

Rabbit blood must be different
to the other one. It stands to reason.

It's different all right,
but it looks exactly the same to me.

What are they doing to him?

- They're just asking him questions.
- What questions?

I don't know.

Barney, do you remember last night?

The party?

We had a party last night.

Yeah.

You were with Wendy.

You were dancing with Wendy.

Yeah! Dance!

Barney, did you go
to Wendy's room afterwards?

After the party?

Barney, what did you do
when the party was over?

I was bad.

Bad?

Sick.

After you were sick, what did you do?

Sleeped.

Does anyone else
want to ask him anything?

There's one question
we haven't asked.

Did you kill Wendy?

No.

What are they going to do with him?

Never you mind.
You get on with what you are doing.

Vic, you're wanted in here.

- Can we come, too?
- Come and see Barney?

- No.
- You get on with your poems.

- What have you done with him?
Nothing. He's in his room.

- Why can't we go and see him?
- Because you ought to stay here.

What do you think, Abby?

I don't know.

You know, I'll tell you,

we don't know any more now
than what we did when we started.

Anybody it could have been.
It could have been anybody.

Well, I'm sorry, but it seems obvious
to me that he did it.

Look, in the first place,

he was chasing Wendy
all over the shop last night.

- No!
- No, he was enjoying himself.

- That's all. Wendy didn't seem to mind.
- All right, all right.

Well, let's just say
that he was attentive.

In the second place,
when he saw us this morning,

he ran away as fast as he could.

And thirdly, when we caught up with him,
he said, "I didn't kill her. "

No, he didn't.
He said, "I didn't do it. "

Look, Jenny, I was there.
I know perfectly well what he said.

He said, "I didn't kill her. " Paul?

When I said, "Who?", he said, "Wendy. "

How the hell did he know
who or what I was talking about

unless he had killed her.

In the fourth place, he's got a weapon

and it could be the weapon
and it's got blood on it.

Now, I know all that's circumstantial,
but I think it's enough.

I don't believe it.
I don't believe the boy did it!

- My instinct tells me.
- Yeah, well, what more would you like?

A lot. Now you say he ran away
when he saw you this morning.

Well, is it surprising
in someone of his mentality,

when he sees four hulky great men
running towards him?

And then he said, "I didn't do it,"
or "I didn't kill her,"

or something like that.

Again, isn't it exactly
what someone of his mentality

would say when they were caught.

I mean, he must have known they were
not just calling him in to breakfast.

And your point about the arrow.

Well, if you could prove to me
that it is human blood, then...

I believed him.
- Yeah, but you believed what?

When Arthur asked him outright,
did he kill Wendy,

and he said no,
I think he was telling the truth.

- Yes.
- But you see,

I think he just doesn't remember.
Or didn't know what he was doing.

Then he is not guilty.

Yes, he is guilty
but with diminished responsibility.

Question is, what do we do anyway
if we do find him guilty?

Now, I've been thinking about this.
Surely we shouldn't consider that

until we've decided
whether he's guilty or not.

Why not?

Because if we do decide,
it might sway our verdict.

I think Arthur's right.

We shouldn't decide what to do about it
until we've reached a verdict.

It's down here.

It's this one.

It's locked.

Barney, are you there?
Barney, can we come in?

Lizzie.

Look. The key.

I think we've talked enough.

How can you talk enough
with this at stake?

No, no, no. Abby's right.

Look, all we're doing is just going over
the same ground again and again.

What do we do now then?

We vote. Guilty or not guilty.

Greg?

Guilty.

Arthur?

Guilty.

- Emma?
- Not guilty.

- Jenny?
- Not guilty.

- Charmian?
- Guilty.

- Tom?
- Not guilty.

- Paul?
- Guilty.

Vic?

It's got to be guilty.

That's five guilty and three not guilty.

No, it isn't.

You haven't voted.

Guilty.

And now what?

You mean, what do we do with him?

Banish him from the community.

Just turn him loose?
- Yes.

What if he comes back?
We gotta think of the kids.

He won't come back.

How can anyone be sure?
- Not if we take him far enough away.

That's not right! That's not human!

He can't look after himself.
He will die!

- How did he get by until now?
- How many people has he killed?

- Oh, that's ridiculous!
- Well, is it?

Well, are you prepared
to take the risk of Lizzie and John?

- Well, are you?
- No, of course not.

- But couldn't we just...
- Well, go on. Couldn't we just what?

Well, we could watch them.
We could keep them apart.

Yeah, for 24 hours a day.
And who's gonna do it?

I don't know.

Seems to me that we have no choice.

What?

Capital punishment.

Punishment for what, for God's sake?
The man's a mental defective.

Exactly. So, we should send him
to a hospital,

where he'd be looked after
for his own and everyone else's good.

Well, the only question is,
which hospital?

You can't kill him.
You can't kill Barney.

Well, do you think I want to?

I'd just like one of you
to suggest a viable alternative.

Well, come on! Come on,
what are we going to do with him?

Lock him up?
Just lock him up and let him rot?

No. No, not that.

All right, then what?

But you can't kill him.
You can't do that!

No, we take him somewhere and let him...

Die slowly or kill someone else or both.
The easy way out, hmm?

We don't see him die
and we don't see him kill anyone.

Out of sight and out of mind.

- You all make me sick.
Greg.

Come on, we gotta face facts!

Look, society's got a bit
compressed lately,

or had none of you noticed?
We can't pass the buck any more.

We can't offload this on the police,
law courts,

government hospitals, or anyone else.

We've got to think and feel
and act for ourselves.

Greg's right.

It's a desperate situation,
but we've got to face up to it.

We've got to decide
and there can be no shirking.

Arthur's right, too.
There's no question of punishment.

But could we forgive ourselves
if we did nothing

and something happened
to John and Lizzie?

We've got to protect ourselves.
That's what we've got to think about.

Look, you have no right
to tell us what to think.

- I know that, Emma.
- We can't kill him!

And we can't lock him up either.

It's not only inhuman,
it's not possible.

If we're going to
get through next winter,

- we need every hand that we've got.
- You are telling us what to think!

No, I'm not.
I'm telling you what to think about.

Now, look, we've got a sick animal,

we either put it down or we abandon it.

Now, that's what you think about.
That's what we all think about hard.

Listen, I suggest we stop this
and we have lunch.

Who wants lunch?

The children want lunch, Emma.
They had no breakfast.

Barney, do you know anything
about dinosaurs?

- Of course he doesn't, silly.
- It's not silly.

I know a lot about them
and he's bigger than I am.

Breakfast?

The biggest
was the Tyrannosaurus rex.

And he was carnivorous.
Do you know what that means?

I think he wants some breakfast.

- Out!
- I think Barney's hungry.

- He hasn't had any breakfast.
- Out!

I'm hungry.

Yeah. Well, it's lunch time.
I'll bring you something.

When I go to the sheep?

When you've had your lunch.

Can I have some more, please?

Why is everybody so grumpy?

Eat your lunch, please.

Now,
can we get it over with, please?

Where are they?

They're playing in the courtyard.
They're all right.

Yes.

Well, we'll vote for one thing
or the other. There's no alternative.

- Greg?
- Death.

- We have no choice.
No comments, please.

Tom?

I can't.

- Come on!
- All right, banishment then.

Arthur?

Death.

- Charmian?
- Banishment.

- Paul?
We have to...

Just your vote.

Death.

Emma?
- Banish!

Jenny?
- Me, too.

Banishment?
- Yes.

Vic?

Death.

Four and four.

Which leaves you
with the casting vote.

In the morning,
Jenny can take the children fishing.

If we're gonna do it, we do it now.

All right.

Right. Who's going first?

I'll go first.

There's no need
for you to take one, Price.

Oh!
- Catch it.

No. Not what I was intending.

Come on!

Greg?
- Not now.

Greg.

- It still comes back to me.
- Greg, we're all just as responsible.

Yeah, well,
we didn't all pull the trigger.

You were carrying out
a collective decision.

Look, if I'd voted
the other way, then...

I still think
others should be told about Price.

- I don't see what good that's gonna do.
- That's not the point.

It's the whole point. We're fighting
for survival not principles.

They have a right to know.

Abby, you're the figurehead here.
Whether you like it or not,

people are always going
to look up to you for a lead.

But I'm the manager. I run things.

And I'm warning you
that if you insist on telling them,

then I'm gonna challenge you.

And if that happens, then what we've
got here is just gonna fall apart.

I don't think I can bear
to have him near me.

Well, do you think I can?

I'd have killed him
if you hadn't stopped me.

And if you insist on telling the others,

there's gonna be none of this business
of drawing straws.

He'll be lynched.

The unpleasant truth
is that we need Price.

We were overworked before
even when we had Wendy and Barney.

Without Price,
well, there's no future here.

So, what happens
the next time he gets drunk.

He'll never drink again.

All he's gonna do is work.

Just keep him away from me.

I'm sorry. Forgive me.

Please forgive me. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Please forgive me.