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WIND BLOWING

A HAUNTING, ERRIE CHOIR STRIKES UP

MAN: Once upon a time,

in the heart of the British countryside,

there lived a fair maiden, who, try as she might,

could not fit into the world around her.

Wherever she would turn,

a great darkness would follow.

Then one night, she had a strange dream,

and was told that the answers to all her problems

lay within the land around her.

She was told, "The truth was in the soil".

DEEP, CHORAL CHANTING

A LONE, WISTFUL VIOLIN PLAYS

AN ETHEREAL CHANTING IS HEARD, FILLED WITH THE PROMISE OF SPRING

MAN: This is the Britain we have all inherited.

A land of incomparable beauty.

Our fathers and grandfathers, and their forefathers,

have modified that beauty by adding the fruits

of their craftsmanship and their husbandry,

to leave in our keeping

the countries we know and love so well.

A WARM, SUBLIME VIOLIN PLAYS

STREAM WATER RIPPLES

HORNS JOIN THE ENSEMBLE

AS THE MUSIC DIES OUT, ONLY THE WIND REMAINS

STALKS OF WHEAT RUSTLE

CHEERFUL, PLEASANT MUSIC STRIKES UP ONCE AGAIN

AN UPBEAT, SPIRITED FLUTE PLAYS

MAN: Early in the morning, villagers go to work on the farms.

And the milkman starts his rounds.

As regular as clockwork,

the postman arrives with the letters.

And the children, just as punctually, go to school.

The mothers and womenfolk do their shopping.

But there's always time for a chat

before getting down to the day's housework.

The cows have given their morning milk

and are on their way back to the fields.

MAN: It's a country which for centuries

has enjoyed a special fame,

and there's nowhere else like it in on Earth.

ORGAN MUSIC

MUSIC: JERUSALEM ♪And did those feet in ancient time

♪Walk upon England's mountains green

♪And was the holy Lamb of God

♪On England's pleasant pastures seen!

♪And did the Countenance Divine

♪Shine forth upon our clouded hills?

♪And was Jerusalem builded here

♪Among those dark Satanic mills?♪

ORGAN MUSIC BECOMES DISTORTED

SOUND OF A SCYTHE CUTTING ORGAN MUSIC ABRUPTLY ENDS

SOUND OF ROTATING SCYTHES

A HAUNTING, ERRIE CHOIR STRIKES UP

GIRL: Curiouser and curiouser...

GIRL SIGHS

AN OMINOUS DRUMBEAT SOUNDS

GIRL WHISPERS: Bring me my bow of burning gold.

Bring me my arrow of desire.

Bring me my spear, O clouds unfold.

Bring me my chariot of fire.

I will not cease from mental fight.

Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand.

'Till we have built Jerusalem.

In England's green and pleasant land.

MAN: One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76...

...79, 80!

There it is! About 80 foot.

A HAUNTING, ERRIE CHOIR STRIKES UP

MAN: It's a country which for centuries

has enjoyed a special fame.

And there's nowhere else like it on Earth.

For a thousand years, these valleys have had a secret

which no-one else has shared.

AN OMINOUS DRUMBEAT SOUNDS

SOMEONE TAKING A DEEP BREATH

FUTURISTIC, PROGRESSIVE SYNTH

WOMAN: Deep in the land comes another truth.

A different truth.

A secret past.

A hidden history.

OTHERWORLDY ORCHESTRAL CHANTING

UNNERVING SOUNDS SCATTERED THROUGH THE CHANTS

WOMAN: A land of great magic.

A land of great mystery.

A WARM, EMBRACING GUITAR PLAYS

UNINTELLIGIBLE WORDS

A BRIEF GASP IS HEARD SYNTH REACHES CRESCENDO AND DIES

A HAUNTING, ERRIE CHOIR STRIKES UP

AN OMINOUS DRUMBEAT SOUNDS

HEAVY BREATHING

WOMEN SINGING A LOCAL FOLK SONG

MAN: In 1346, a French man-of-war appeared off Stepper Point.

The women of Padstow, dressed in red cloaks,

marched out along the cliffs to the beating of drums

with a great horse at their head.

The sailors, seeing what appeared to be an army headed by the devil,

the snapping, biting beast of Padstow,

upped anchor and sailed away.

HEAVY, OPPRESSIVE SYNTH BEGINS

MAN: All over Britain, many still take part

in these otherworldly rituals.

A return to a time when we were connected to the land.

A time we were connected to each other.

OBSCURE ELETRONIC RHYTHM

BASS BEGINS TO BUILD

MAN: I don't know how to describe it.

The feeling is excitement, tension.

I'm a grown man but I feel like a... Well, like a child, excited.

♪Under a strange sky

♪My mother loved me in another tongue

♪It was a tongue that could never lie♪

TRADITIONAL PADSTOW FOLK SONG

CHURCH BELL RINGING

CHILDREN BANGING DRUMS AND SINGING

CHILDREN SINGING OSS OSS WEE OSS, A FOLK SONG

ADULTS SINGING ♪Unite and unite, and let us all unite

♪For summer is acome unto day

♪And whither we are going

♪We all will unite

♪In the merry morning of May

♪The young men of Padstow...♪

HEAVY, DYSTOPIAN SYNTH DRONE

MELANCHOLY ACOUSTIC GUITAR MELODY

HEAVY BREATHING

MAN: Confronted with some of man's basic fears,

a member of the coven looks into a mirror

and sees the future.

AN OMINOUS DRUMBEAT SOUNDS

BIRDS CHIRPING IN THE TREES

SOUNDS OF THE FOREST

MAN: When life gets a bit cluttered and hairy,

I like to come here in the evening, when the air is clean and cold.

And at once I'm aware of the whole tapestry of life,

I'm a very wealthy man indeed.

MUSIC: LOWLANDS ♪I dreamed a dream, the other night

♪Lowlands

♪Lowlands away, my John

♪I dreamed a dream, the other night

♪My lowlands away♪

MAN: I believe that all forms of life are sacred,

from a nettle to a man.

At present, of course, man is the overlord.

He is overconfident, overindustrious, and he's over fed.

The sooner we stop worshipping man in God's image,

the sooner we can get back to a proper affinity,

a relationship with the land on which we so much depend.

We need a new humility. A reverence for the environment.

MUSIC: LOWLANDS ♪He was green and wet

♪With weeds so cold

♪My lowlands away♪

BIRDS CHIRPING

REPORTER: Russell, why do you go around with Victor?

'Cus he's a right comic.

REPORTER: In what way?

He's always doing daft things.

REPORTER: Does your mum know what you get up to?

- No. - Ma mam does.

She will do wi' you lot showing this on't telly!

SWAGGERING GUITAR STEADY ROCK DRUMBEAT

MAN 1: The Earth shall be made of common treasury of livelihood

to the whole of mankind.

MAN 2: This is the Britain we have all inherited.

MAN 1: For action is the life of all,

and if you do not act, you do nothing.

MAN 2: A land of incomparable beauty.

MAN 1: That we may work in righteousness

and lay the foundation of making the Earth

a common treasury for all, both rich and poor.

Everyone that is born in the land may be fed by the Earth.

But all as one man,

working together and feeding together.

MAN: The ministers who preach up the law of the scriptures,

lay claim to heaven after they are dead,

and yet they require their heaven in this world too.

And yet they tell the poor people

that they must be content with their poverty

and they shall have their heaven hereafter.

But why may we not have our heaven here?

MUSIC: ANNE BRIGGS ♪Oh, my babe, don't you know

♪The time's come for me to go

♪Tomorrow comes like yesterday

♪The autumn fades our love away

♪Oh, my babe, don't you know...♪

MAN: This summer, I'm sort of feeling

there's a lot of comradery between people.

We should actually reward ourselves,

and not be so quick to tear down the good things that we have.

MUSIC: ANNE BRIGGS ♪Don't you think of me no more?

♪I'm going to some foreign shore♪

WOMAN: Some people want to sit about and be together.

Far as I can detect, they don't do anything very much

until life catches up with them and they have to do something.

You can't just do things when you feel like it.

You plant the spuds when they need planting

if you want to eat potatoes that year.

And so with all the other crops, so with many other activities.

Some of the very young I think...

SIGHS ...wanting freedom,

perhaps want freedom from that necessity.

I find that life would be extremely dull

if one didn't have some necessities of this sort,

but the sense of achievement comes from recognising them

and coping with them.

AGITATED, PSYCHEDELIC SYNTH

REPORTER: And the flower in your... - Yes, I'm a hippie, sir.

- Are you? - Yes. I believe in love.

- Do you? - Yes.

To what extent?

GIGGLES

When you say you believe in love, what does this mean?

Well, I love everybody, sir. I love you. I love her.

I love that lady there.

How do you demonstrate these feelings?

By wearing a flower?

No, by doing psychedelic freakouts now and again.

ELECTRONIC RAVE BEAT

MAN: A member of the coven

looks into a mirror and sees the future.

Pass through darkness to the light.

If you take but one step in this path...

...this path is beyond life.

And death.

♪Noise flies high♪

MAN: Death and resurrection.

♪No-one there to see it♪

♪Noise flies high♪

MAN: We realise the completely illusory nature

of the beings that we think we are.

And get back again to the beings that we really are.

YOUNG WOMAN: You get tingles all over your body,

and you feel like you're away from really horrible things,

like hate and fear and aggression.

You get rushes in your head, like, big rushes,

and you feel love and empathy towards everybody.

♪No-one there to see it♪

MAN: And the moral of it is, 'tis love.

'Tis love that makes the world go round.

SOUND OF RUSHING WIND

SOUND OF A CYMBAL BEING STRUCK

DEEP, TIBETAN-LIKE OM CHANTING

SOUND OF A TIN WHISTLE

MAN: A glimpse of heaven.

But this was only part of the story.

To find our salvation,

she had to understand the whole truth of this land.

A HAUNTING, ERRIE CHOIR STRIKES UP

MAN: The Earth shall be made a common treasury of livelihood

to the whole of mankind.

But all as one man,

working together and feeding together.

You are trespassing.

I have a warrant for your dispersal from the council of state.

VIOLENT SHOUTING

WOMEN SCREAMING

SOUNDS OF A STRUGGLE

MAN: And I want to tell you that

these socialist theories just don't work.

The majority of the people of this country

are sensible and practical-minded.

They want to restore individual liberty to our people,

and to give free enterprise to our trade.

SOUNG OF EARTH BEING CHURNED RUMBLING OF AN ENGINE

MELANCHOLY PIANO MELODY

MAN 1: Derelict land overgrown with brambles and thorns

was put to good use.

Special mechanical scythes mowed down dense undergrowth

and prepared the way for the plough.

MAN 2: I have to watch the market all the time.

Try to balance supply and demand.

EXPLOSION

SOUND OF TREES BEING FELLED TRACTOR MOTOR HUMMING

EXPLOSION

TRACTOR MOTOR HUMMING

MECHANICAL SAW WHIRRING

HELICOPTER BLADES BEATING

THE ROAR OF EARTH COLLAPSING

BURNING WOOD CRACKLING

MAN: What are we going to say? That we let it happen?

That we let them destroy the landscape?

HEAVY RAIN FALLS

A BELL CHIMES

A HAUNTING, ERRIE CHOIR STRIKES UP

MAN: No-one knew that a shadow had fallen on the land.

DEMONIC HISSING AND CLICKING

WOMAN: Say your prayers, little girl.

AN OMINOUS DRUMBEAT SOUNDS

REPORTER: What would you be expecting him to do?

Protect my property.

With 25 claws and one pair of teeth.

Are you and your staff and your family

not as much at risk from a wild puma...

I have absolute control over him.

PUMA GROWLS

BIRDS CHIRPING

MEN SHOUTING CRACK OF A RIDING CROP

UNSETTLING MUSIC

MAN: The English countryside.

All the trees in full leaf.

How rich and full of plenty it all seems.

MAN PRACTISING HUNTING CRIES

MAN PRACTISING HUNTING BUGLE

MAN PRACTISING HUNTING CRIES

FOX HUNTER: The thrill of hunting a wild animal

is something basic to man's interest.

A golden thread running through the countryside.

MAN PRACTISING HUNTING CRIES

MAN PRACTISING HUNTING BUGLE

MAN PRACTISING HUNTING CRIES

ERRIE ATOMOSPHERIC MUSIC ELECTRONIC BEAT

MAN SHOUTING

WILD BIRD SONG

WOMAN: They have such characters.

And altogether, just a very good all-round pet.

Aren't you? Good girl.

HEAVY DRUM AND BASS SEQUENCE

REPORTER GRUNTING

Fantastic! I'm up.

Right... Just take it easy!

MAN: You have a few drinks and, you know, let yourself go.

EERIE WHISTLING

MAN: That's a good girl. Come on.

Watch yourself!

HORSE WHINNYING MEN SHOUTING

DOG HOWLING

DOGS BARKING

GUNSHOTS

MAN: Blinded by self-interest, they started to turn on each other.

Only the strongest would survive.

DOGS BARKING

Leave me alone!

DOGS BARKING AND HOWLING IN THE FAR DISTANCE

A GONG-LIKE SOUND RINGS OUT

MAN: What it would really need here is a group of friends,

people who were friends before they came here,

and knew they could get along together.

What it's been up until now is,

people like myself, who are usually loners,

individuals with their own ideas.

We all come here,

but when we get here, we have to live together.

Like a family.

It doesn't work, and it hasn't worked.

SOUND OF TOY TRUMPET

WOMAN: "Wicked child", cried the witch.

They carried the girl off to the endless desert

and left her to look after herself.

EERIE CHOIR

CHILDREN CHANTING IN AN UNKNOWN TONGUE

AN OMINOUS DRUMBEAT SOUNDS

DOGS BARKING

MAN: There's not very much sense of community.

We don't need to call on a neighbour for anything.

And live very, I think, solitary, quite lonely lives, I think.

A DISTANT VOICE SINGS IN THE DISTANCE

THE WIND BLOWS THE GRASS RUSTLES

MAN: They say he struggled with the grass

as long as he had any strength left.

GUNSHOT

CRICKETS CHIRPING NOCTURAL BIRD SOUNDS

MAN: It's a country which for centuries

has enjoyed a special fame.

And there's nowhere else like it on Earth.

BOY CRIES OUT

BOY: Daddy! Daddy!

MAN: For a thousand years, these valleys have had a secret

which no-one else has shared.

MELODY OF JERUSALEM, DISTORTED

MAN: Every corner of the village is a reminder of a bygone age.

WOMAN: What was the truth of the British countryside?

MAN: What is this land?

MAN: For those with an image of the countryside

as being somehow related to Merry England,

the presence of those who are impoverished

and underprivileged is a real threat.

MONSTROUS ROARING

GIRL SCREAMING

GIRL: Mummy!

GIRL CRYING

Mummy! Help! Mummy!

GIRL SCREAMING: Mummy!

AN OMINOUS DRUMBEAT SOUNDS

MAN: The earth shall be made a common treasury of livelihood

to the whole of mankind, but all as one man,

working together and feeding together.

ELECTRIC GUITAR AND SOMBRE ORGAN MUSIC

MAN: It was built in struggle,

through the collective struggle of the communities,

that it is only through the mobilizing

of the whole working class.

For all the communities,

put them under workers' control,

run the industry for the working class,

and by the working class.

BOY: They thought I was paralyzed, but I ended up with a twisted neck.

And my mate, he broke his knee in 12 places.

REPORTER: But you're back this year?

Yeah.

My mate ain't coming back though. He said, “Fuck that!”

MUSIC: MY BONNY BOY ♪Well, up the long alley

♪And down the green valley

♪Like one that was troubled in mind

♪I hollered and I whooped

♪And I played upon my flute

♪But no bonny boy could I find♪

MAN: With the surging spirit of revenge,

and the courage never to submit or yield.

MUSIC: MY BONNY BOY ♪But no bonny boy could I find

♪Well, the girl who's the joy of my own bonny boy

♪Let her make of him all that she can

♪And whether he loves me

♪Or whether he don't

♪I'll walk with that boy now and then

♪I'll walk with that boy now and then♪

A FRIGID, COLD WIND BLOWS

ERRIE CHANTING

OM CHANTING

UNINTELLIGIBLE WORDS

MAN: We pray that this may then turn into all men,

so that they may have some small glimpse of themselves,

and that this glimpse, even though but dimly seen,

might be forever a monument

at the crossroads of their inspiration.

O Mighty God, there will be no barriers now.

Blessed are they who heal

in these days of great pain and suffering.

Thy will, O Para Brahma, be done!

MAN: A story of change,

of people moving off the land and away from the country.

EERIE CHOIR

MAN: The poor moved out. The rich moved in.

A place now only for the wealthy.

MAN: What do you think this slice of loveliness is worth?

WOMAN: Oh, this is lovely.

REPORTER: If we hadn't got any wild animals or birds,

would it worry you?

No, not at all.

You'd be prepared to see a bare countryside

with no wildlife at all?

Yes, yes. Wouldn't bother me.

Now, these children here

are getting artificial ultraviolet radiation

in order to protect them from rickets.

It may be as good as real sunlight.

WOMAN: You could buy it.

You could buy it.

IMPOSING INDUSTRIAL SOUNDTRACK

MAN: In the United Kingdom,

a crisis of great dimensions is in the making...

...which, if it were allowed to run its course,

would shake the world,

and make our own position highly vulnerable

and precariously isolated.

WOMAN: To dream of a place

where heaven could exist on Earth...

A utopia.

MAN: Think of that grain as a speck of dust

in the sands of time, on the beach of infinity.

YOUTH: I love everybody, sir. I love you, I love her...

MAN: There seems to be a numbness with us.

We seem to have lost the ability to resent,

to be indignant, to fight.

MAN: Once a thing is lost, it's difficult to bring it back.

WOMAN: While the cancer of fear and hate eats away at his heart,

at last he looks round at his work, and gives a start.

For the mighty cage is complete,

and he too is inside.

MAN: No wonder we feel cut off from everything,

alienated, frightened of life and death...

MAN: And you are driven by time.

Time is money. Time is of the essence.

Because there's this feeling, you've got to make that deadline.

There's something there you've got to get to.

WOMAN: Come on, Britain! Wake up! Shape up!

And stretch up!

MAN 1: Dunno. It was all over his face.

MAN 2: Blood?

Yeah, blood all over his face.

MAN SCREAMING

WOMAN: Blood.

Penetrate to the blood-deep rhythm.

MAN: She was alone.

Completely alone.

A HAUNTING, ERRIE CHOIR STRIKES UP

AN OMINOUS DRUMBEAT SOUNDS

REPORTER: It's quite obvious that Sherry is still very much your pet?

MRS LEVERIDGE: Oh, yes, she is...

She's still the same to me as she always was.

It seems a bit odd seeing you brushing and combing her.

Oh, yes?

Oh well, I always do it, every morning.

Brush her and comb her.

And I bath her once every three months.

To me, she's still Sherry.

Yes...

He brought her in a chest.

And for a bit,

I couldn't really bear to see him pull her out.

Of course, it brought tears to my eyes.

But afterwards, I soon got over it.

- You lay her by the fire and... - That's right, yes.

Where she always lay.

Yes...

LAMENTING VIOLIN MUSIC

WOMAN: Please, I didn't mean it.

I don't mean it. Don't let it happen.

It's thinking about horrible things that makes them happen.

If I wanted to, I could fill this little room with ghosts.

EERIE NOISES A HEART BEATING

MAN: The setting of beauty was of great importance.

The rose walks and the extensive lawns

were all part of the plan to heal a troubled mind.

GIRL: The trees were going to burn. Don't let the leaves burn.

Burn me instead.

MAN: People who have lost their grip on life,

lost all sense of security,

they are alone, shut up within themselves,

at prey to all their anxieties and fears,

and, in some cases, going down.

MAN WHISPERS: The end of everything.

AN UNSEEN PERSON TAKING DEEP BREATHS

WOMAN: The truth is in the soil.

VIOLIN STRINGS

WOMAN: Once upon a time,

in the heart of the British countryside,

there lived a fair maiden.

She had a strange dream...

...and was told that the answers to all her problems

lay within the land around her.

TRIUMPHANT STRINGS

She realised the answer lay within her all along.

Everything is connected.

We are all one.

Together, anything is possible.

The past is gone.

The future is unwritten.

MUSIC: O WILLOW WALY ♪We lay my love and I

♪Beneath a weeping willow

♪But now alone I lie

♪And weep beside the tree

♪Singing 'O Willow Waly'

♪By the tree that weeps with me

♪Singing 'O Willow Waly'

♪'Till my lover returns to me

♪We lay my love and I

♪Beneath a weeping willow

♪But now alone I lie

♪Oh willow I die

♪Singing 'O Willow Waly'

♪'Till my lover returns to me

♪We lay my love and I

♪Beneath a weeping willow

♪But broken heart have I

♪O willow I die

♪O willow I die♪

Subtitles by Screen Language, 2018