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Woman: No-one
would have believed

in the first years
of the 20th century

that we were being watched

by intelligences
greater than man's,

yet as mortal as his own...

That as men busied themselves
about their various concerns,

they were scrutinised
as narrowly

as creatures that swarm
and multiply in a drop of water.

Yet across the Gulf of space,

intellects vast, cool
and unsympathetic

regarded this earth
with envious eyes...

And slowly and surely

drew their plans against us.

I think I saw it.

- Man: Oh, really?
- Man 2: Really?

Yes, it... there! Look.

- Do you mind if I...?
- Please.

Man 1: Good lord.
So that's Mars.

Man 2: Yes, but did you
see a pillar of smoke?

Like a reddish flash
around the edge?

- Woman: Yes.
- Man 2: Yes.

May I? If one of you
kind people could, uh...

I hope I can catch
a piece of this in time.

Now, if you would
please hold very still.

Gosh, look at that!

Woman: What do you think it is?

Man 2: A volcanic
eruption perhaps,

along the lines of krakatoa,
only bigger.

People saw something similar

the last time Mars
was this close to earth

during the oppositions
of '94 and '98.

Keep it. It's a present.

Welcome to the neighbourhood.

Well...

We're pariahs, you know,
George and I.

Well, yes, I'm afraid so.

Welcome to the neighbourhood.

Woman: At least
it's nice to have

someone to talk to in woking.

George: Oh, is it really?

No, that it must be lovely for
you. Yeah, thanks very much.

Stop it, George.

George: Now it's the corner
that's the worry.

Woman: Try sitting. Sit!

George: It's actually easier
standing up.

Woman: But you wobble
when you stand.

You're looking at me in
a very meaningful way, George.

Well, you just make me
feel very poetic, Amy.

Are you sure it's poetry
you're thinking about?

Well, poetry's
very passionate, isn't it?

Yes, but it's brief.

Amy: Look, you've got one
from the socialist society

for the abolition of capital.

George: They've tracked
me down, have they?

- George...
- Yes?

You forgot something. “What?

Give me a kiss.

Mm.

- We won't be stuck here forever.
- Well, we might.

I promise.

Bye.

- Woman: Disgraceful. Shocking.
- Man: Yeah.

Man: Gentlemen, good morning!

It seems like the fuse we've all
been watching for the last year

may have just been lit.

Six trawlers out of hull
50 miles offshore,

they were fired on and sunk.

12 dead. Family men.

Fired on by whom?

The Russian Navy's
sailing south at the moment,

en route to engage the japs.

The working theory
is they mistook them

for Japanese torpedo boats.

What, a bunch of trawlers
5,000 miles from Japan?

Either way, Arnold, britain
will be joining the show.

So a response
from the admiralty, please.

They're readying the troops.

The minister for war is going
to be making a statement.

Get me a decent quote.

You, Russian embassy,
naval situation.

- Sir...
- George.

- General research.
- Very good, sir.

But would you mind awfully if
I went to the admiralty instead?

It's only I have
a source there, you see, sir,

who I would rather
like to speak to.

Your brother?

Alright.

A column and a half by midday,
you can be in the finals.

- Very good, sir.
- Take Arnold with you, though.

Man: And this
is from the empire range.

We have it in stock
down in weybridge.

Full of rather vivid colours.

Nursery colours perhaps?

You know, I grew up there.

Near the charminar.

My father was part
of the survey.

How are you finding it
in england?

- Oh, rainy.
- Oh.

When I got off
the boat at Dover,

I thought england was
the most grey and cold place

I could ever imagine.

Well, there's something
to be said for rain.

I know I would find
India rather too warm.

And what does the man
of the house do?

He's a journalist.

Oh...

Oh.

That's you, is it?

Yes.

That's us.

Six weeks at least.

Excellent.

And thank you very much.

You know, we are
very much in love, sir.

I'm sure the time will fly by.

Man: In light if this cowardly

and unprecedented
attack by Russia,

it is worth recollecting

that if you ask any man

what nationality
he would prefer to be,

99 out of 100 will tell you

that they would prefer
to be englishmen.

Man: Anglo-Saxon territory
is for the anglo-Saxon race,

the best, most human,

most honourable race
the world possesses.

And any challenge
will be faced and defeated.

We are an empire

on which the sun never sets.

Thank you.

Man: Hoorah!

- Man 2: Well said!
- Man 3: Hear, hear!

My secretary will
take your questions, gentlemen.

Reporter: What's the Russian
response likely to be, sir?

Secretary:
There's nothing much to add

to what the minister
has said so well.

- But, um, I shall do my best...
- Reporter: Sir! Sir!

If you need facts and figures.

Reporter 2: What are
the losses to date, sir?

Good morning, sir. Is this
covered by the lansdowne treaty?

And if so, how will the pact
stand if the Russians attack us?

So, in regards
to the lansdowne agreement,

we are committed
to Wade in against Russia

after certain lines
have been crossed.

And is this
one of those lines, sir?

Yes, well, we don't
like to comment

if we are not in full
possession of the facts.

However...

In response to the atrocities
in the north sea,

we are embarking troops,

army and Navy leave
is cancelled.

And that's all I can give you.

Thank you, gentlemen.

- Fred...
- What is it? How did you get in?

A press pass. It's the only way
I could think of to see you.

I thought I'd made myself
perfectly clear.

- I don't want to be seen.
- I, uh...

I need your help. With what?

Oh, no, no.
You're... you're joking, George.

I just know that you've always
been very close to Lucy.

Well, so have you.
She's your wife.

Look, just come over
to the house. Come and see us.

Come and meet Amy again,
spend some time with her.

We're, um... in woking,
near horsell common.

I know where you live.

Don't you have a deadline
or whatever they call it?

Well, there's a women's college
in bedford square.

You could do a masters
of natural sciences.

Apply in September.

And how would
a woman go about that?

Well, a woman would get
some letters of recommendation,

speak to some of the old ladies.

Benny!

Hey!

Stop it!

Benny!

I eave her alone!

Stop!

You were just saying that
you wanted to do something

with your degree, that it
would be a shame to waste it.

- It's what you're good at.
- Darling, that's very kind.

But there's a rather important
piece of the puzzle

that needs to fall into place

before anyone will give me
letters of recommendation.

What?

George!

What is it?

There's an egg there, Mary.

From the duck?

Uh, no, I think
it's from the dog.

Mary, ignore him. I can do that.

Thank you.

- What is that?
- It's a present.

It's, uh... it's a clock that
makes tea by distillation.

- George.
- Yes?

I went to see my brother today.

What did he say?

Nothing good.

What sort of business
has a clock got making tea?

Please tell me,
what are they going to do?

Have a, uh... nhave a lavatory
that makes bacon and eggs?

George...

So greaves asks me
for a column and a half

and I give him the article
and he puts it in the paper,

but he puts it in
under Arnold Henderson's name.

Why don't you just leave
if they won't print your stuff?

If I'm just going to leave,
what are we going to live on?

I have the legacy
from my father.

That's not very
progressive, is it?

It's perfectly progressive.
I don't need to be kept.

I should never have
put you in this situation.

You didn't put me anywhere.

This was my choice too.

We'll make it work.

Do you think so?

I wouldn't be here if I didn't.

Oh, nuts to them, George.

Come on.

You're supposed to light.

Now, let's see what it is.

What is that?

George: What, so you think
it's come from space,

like halley's comet
or something?

Man: Well, they have
elliptical orbits, decaying.

It might take
thousands of years,

perhaps even go
clean out of our sun's system,

and then suddenly one day
they're back and... bang!

George: But I thought those
things burnt up in the sky.

Man: No, thousands
of miles an hour,

perhaps even
thousands of degrees of heat.

It's through here.

What could this be?

Well, somebody's got
some clearing up to do.

So, if it was, um,
thousands of degrees,

why would it not have
burned all this down?

Man: I think it got so hot,

it just flashed out
for a second,

scorched everything
and then burnt out.

George: So is it
a shooting star?

That's right, mr thing.
A shooting star.

Amy: Imagine what would have
happened if this had hit London.

Man: Another couple of seconds,
it probably would.

Careful, Amy.

You said it sounded like a bomb.
You think it could it be a bomb?

How big would the gun have been?

Mr thing, who would
have fired this?

- The Russians, perhaps.
- George!

How big would the gun have been?

Alright.

Don't you think
we should inform the army?

Why?

It just seems that
in situations such as this,

that you inform the army.

I telephoned it
to the astronomer royal.

This is common land.

We're perfectly
entitled to be here.

The last thing
we need is a lot of

rough men in tunics
clogging the place up.

George, you should
wire your paper.

- Yes, I think I probably should.
- The telegraphs are out.

- What, all of them?
- They went down when I called.

Right, then,
you've got to go in.

There's no way
they won't print this.

Just show them the photographs.

You have a rather high
opinion of my employers.

We'll be alright here, won't we?
Keep it warm till you get back.

Alright, just don't...
I mean it.

Don't touch that
until someone...

George, I promise,
I'm not going to touch anything.

- Alright. Ok, be safe.
- Hurry back.

Hang on, turn round.

Let's get a quick...

One, two...

Three.

Well...

Shall we?

George: If we don't
break out this story, sir,

then another paper will.

Greaves: George,
we clearly have bigger fish

to fry at the moment.

Wait for a local
to file it on the agency.

I'm local and I'm filing, sir.
You're news.

There's hardly anything
on these photographs.

You haven't put anything
of mine in now for six weeks.

Well, go and talk
to your brother again.

We need more
on the Russia mystery.

So you can promise me a byline,
then give it to Arnold?

It's not me!

It's his lordship.

I'm sorry.

- His lordship has views.
- No, I'm sorry, sir.

Are we pretending his lordship
is perfect now?

George, you cannot
expect to do what you've done

and have no consequences.

You're lucky to have retained
any sort of job at all.

Oh, sod that!

Really.

Sod that.

George...

And sod his lordship.

Get back to work!

Man: Oh,
it's a gossipy place, woking.

I wouldn't worry.

You should hear
what they say about me.

Amy: Why, what do they say?
Well...

A gentleman bachelor
of advancing years...

Who likes to keep himself
nicely turned out?

Well, um, George was
married to his cousin.

They were somewhat

manoeuvred towards
each other by his family.

Well, his brother.

They were betrothed
when they were 15.

Ended up despising each other.
No-one was happy.

And then you appeared.

We met at a society
for free thinkers.

Well, I'm sure it
was worth the joining fee.

So what do you think?

Do you think
it could be from Mars?

What, the eruptions, you mean?

I wouldn't think so.

I mean, something can't erupt
from Mars and end up in surrey.

Well, at least...

It's a million-to-one against.

How long have you been married?

Um...

Yes, well, that's
the other funny thing.

Um...

I'm rather afraid we're not.

Oh.

Man: Alright, stand back there.

Hello.

I hope no-one's been
monkeying about with this.

Stent. Astronomer royal. Ah...

- Ogilvy?
- Yes, sir.

I thought you were a chemist,
not an astronomer.

Jack of all trades, sir.

Put a tablecloth on it, cyril.
And the other stuff.

- And a pot of tea, please.
- Right away, sir.

Good lord.

It's bigger than
the cape York one.

This one might be the biggest
meteorite ever found.

Come in, let's have a snap.

Come on, chaps.

Are you coming?

Harold, on my right.

The rest of you,
try not to get in the way.

This is going
to make some fellow

very well-known indeed.

George: Good afternoon, Lucy.

- Lucy: Good afternoon.
- Itrust that you're well?

What do you think?
Why are you here?

Have you come back?

I'm sorry.

Then why in hell are you here?

I'm here to ask you...

If you will sign the papers.

Are you not ashamed?

- I'm very sorry.
- Of course you're not sorry.

I am.

Of course, I am
extremely regretful

for any pain that
I may have caused you.

But what was I to do?

I agonised over the decision
and I had no other choice.

She's selfish, Mark my words.

That girl with the red hair,

that girl will do whatever it
takes to make sure she gets on.

It's nothing
to do with "getting on".

Lucy...

Amy and I are in love.

I didn't intend
for this to happen.

But can you really say
that you were happy, Lucy?

You're a coward.

That's your character.

Your brother
says the same thing.

You're too afraid to face up
to your responsibilities.

I'm sorry,
but I think this is about

the only brave thing
I've ever done.

I couldn't give you children,
so you left

for someone younger
and prettier.

My father had
the measure of you all along.

I left because
we made each other miserable.

Because we had no conversations,
often for weeks.

Because we shared no interests
or views or friends.

You left because
you are too weak

to stay and do the proper thing.

You deserve every bit of pain
that is coming to you.

And Mark my words,
pain will come.

If you want to marry again,

you may do so when I'm dead.

And that's my last word.

Put off that music, cyril.
Use your noddle!

There's something inside.

It sounded like clockwork.

Stent: You'd need
a devil of a big key.

It's expanding.
George needs to see this.

Madam, who are you?
Is this a place for a lady?

She's my assistant.

George: Ah, Mary!

- Is the mistress at home?
- She's been out all day, sir.

On the common?

What about this bomb, then?

Well, it's not a bomb, is it?

May I go up? My sister's there.

And I should like to
before it's all...

Mary, would you mind
waiting at the house,

in case the mistress returns?

Thank you.

Keep these people back.

George: Where's your mamma, boy?

Huh?

What's happening?

It's moving.

Something's...

It's opening.

Where's Amy?

- Officer: Stand back!
- Officer 2: Back, back!

Come on, move, move!

Back! Back, I say!

"Uhh.

Stent: Argh! Argh!

Amy!

- Come on!
- George...

Amy: Mary?!

- What on earth was that?
- George: I don't know.

- What happened to ogilvy?
- I.

- Mary!
- What on earth's happening?

- We don't know.
- Did you find your sister?

- She didn't come back.
- Let's find her.

- Then we'll look for ogilvy.
- Both: Jane!

Mary: Jane!

- George: Jane!
- Mary and Amy: Jane!

- George: There she is!
Amy: Oh...

- Mary: Jane!
- Girl: Mary!

Amy: I can't think what
caused a reaction like that.

Maybe there was some
kind of chemical in there.

Like phosphine. Maybe something
that combusts with the air.

Do you think perhaps
it's burnt itself out by now?

Wait. Where's Benny?
Where's the dog?

Man: Come on! Let's get inside!

George: Ogilvy!

Ogilvy!

No-one's allowed
over the common.

Sir, I'm, um...

I'm just trying
to find my friend.

There's no-one alive down there.

Only more like these poor sods.

Captain: Right.
A detachment of three, please.

- You two. And him.
- Yes, sir.

The second one landed
in the lake at byfleet.

After we clean up this mess,
we'll join you there.

Yes, sir.
King's royal artillery!

Move out!

Are you west surrey?

Soldier: West surrey artillery,
that's right.

Is there no-one here
from London?

Well, it was a forest
fire, that's all.

Sorry, this isn't a forest fire.

This... this wasn't
a forest fire.

I'm sorry, but if something
falls down from space

that's boiling hot,
all that gorse,

people go and look
and get themselves killed.

We're going to fence off
the second one

before the same thing happens.

Captain: Get a move on,
bombardier!

Get home, mate.
It's all in hand.

This wasn't a forest fire.

Amy: Ogilvy?

Ogilvy?

He's not made
contact this morning?

I'm sorry, he hasn't, sir.

But we're not entirely sure
he didn't resign yesterday.

Here's his desk.

We can let you know
as soon as he arrives.

Well, where is he,
in relation to what went on?

Um...

What exactly did go on, sir?

We're hearing a lot
of very odd things

about this story, sir.

A shooting star
hits horsell common,

a crowd gathers, then
some sort of explosion.

No-one seems to know
anything for sure.

Well, there was a forest fire.
The west surrey went in.

They haven't asked
for reinforcements,

so whatever it is, it's in hand.

There. That's where
George said it landed.

That's where the fire was.
And that's his house.

Did you find him?

- No. No sign. You?
- No.

So the other one's come down
in the woods near byfleet.

What? Yes.

But that's so close
to the first.

- That can't be a coincidence.
- No.

I need to tell you something.

I, uh... l went to see
my wife yesterday...

To ask her to sign
the divorce papers.

And?

Do you think we've been selfish?

Oh, George.

Life is selfish.

Love even more so.

It's silly to pretend otherwise.

Well, she said that...

She would let us be married
when she was dead.

Clear these houses!
Clear these houses!

You two, over there!
You two, there!

Why? What's going on?!

Something's moving!
Clear out now. You're in range!

- Clear these houses!
- George: Mary!

- George: Mary!
- Amy: Mary!

Mary! Mary!

George, get help, quick!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

We can't help her, she's dead!

- Amy, come on!
- I can't leave her!

Get on the bloody horse!

Come on, we'll go
to the admiralty.

What?! Are you joking?

Look, if anyone's doing anything
about this, it'll be my brother.

If we get separated,
we meet there, alright?

- Alright.
- Hah! Come on!

George, it's Benny! Stop!

- Please!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- George...
- Benny!

Wait there.

Benny! Benny, come here!

George!

- Benny...
- George!

Benny!

George!

Amy, go!

George!

Amy, go to my brother!
I'll meet you there!

Goi

Woman: There's more here!

Woman: Over here!

Fred: Something else
is occurring

to the south of London.

Hampton court, weybridge,

near the site
of the first impact.

I don't know what
to make of the reports,

but there are bodies
floating down river.

- We're to have them fetched up.
- Yes, sir.

Commandeer some porters.

We're not having corpses
decorating the thames.

Mm-hm.

- Where's your brother now?
- Well, among this lot, I hope.

The refugees from the towns
and villages around the... event.

You trust what he said to his
paper about the shooting star?

I don't know, minister.

It makes as much sense as
anything else we've been told.

They're not printing
anything about...?

Not until there's
confirmation, sir.

- Where is the king?
- Sandringham.

With the prince
and Princess of wales.

There is nothing to suggest
it's not just an act of god.

A great piece of rock
falls from space...

What are we hearing
on the wires?

Well, the local telegraphs
stopped yesterday.

Stopped?

And the transatlantic cables
burnt out this morning.

So we have no information.

What does that mean?

Does that mean it's happened
somewhere else, not just here?

What the hell are we looking at?

There's no chance
this is the Russians?

I honestly don't know, minister.

The prime minister's
in Scotland.

We're unable to contact him.

Until we know what this
situation turns out to be...

- I'm taking charge.
- Yes, minister.

Sir, one of the surrey people
wants to speak to you.

Where? Where is he?

Amy: He's tall.
He might have a dog with him.

Have you seen George? Please
tell me you've seen George.

I was supposed to meet him here.

I'm afraid I haven't.

When did you last see him?

Fred: Just be concise
and tell me what happened.

Amy: Something made
the side of our house...

Something... it fell down.

I just... saw him
swallowed by this smoke.

And he shouted at you
that you should go?

- Yes.
- And you did so?

Yes! It was impossible
for me to get back to him!

So did your horse bolt
or did you just ride it away?

It was impossible
for me to get back to him!

George has been
my brother for 36 years.

When he was born,
my mother allowed me

to carry him in
to meet our father.

And I looked after him
on his first day at school.

He was scared and he'd forgotten
his pocket handkerchief

and he was crying for it
and I gave him mine and...

He was my baby brother.

My baby brother,
and that was that.

Until you came along.

I'm going to have his child.

Child: Is he here?

I'm afraid not.

We'll just... keep on looking.

Come on.