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(PHONE RINGING)

ALISON: Hello. Professor Gaines' laboratory.

(MONKEYS SCREECHING)

That was Portman. They've tested the samples.

They say it could be Marburg.

- It could be? - They will confirm that.

Oh, damn!

They were supposed to be clean, quarantined, certified animals.

They're worse than bloody useless.

- I suppose they want it, do they? - Alive, they said, if possible.

Well, of course it's possible.

But we'll carry on with our checks, Alison, before we do anything.

(SCREECHING)

(DOG WHIMPERING)

(BARKING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

- Leave that poor animal alone, will you? - Oh, shut up, Granddad.

Did you hear that? Yobs.

- See him? - He said he'd be here.

Hello, what's all that about, then?

(ALL LAUGHING)

- Hey! - Hey!

(LAUGHING)

Kev. Hey, Kevin.

- Hi. - Hi.

Makes me so mad seeing people do that sort of thing.

Anyway...

- Dad, this is Kevin. - How do you do?

- You did a good job there. - I like animals. They seem to like me.

Kim says you're a student. You working here during the summer, are you?

- Dad. - Eh? Oh, sorry.

I ask too many questions. I'm sorry.

I'm sort of working, yeah.

Well, I must be going. I'll see you late, Kim.

And please, try not to be late, all right?

- Nice to have met you, Kev. - Cheers.

- My dad loves it here in the winter. - I miss it now we've moved to England.

It's all right with the tourists.

But he's right, it's better in the winter.

Silly, isn't it?

Both born and bred in Jersey, we had to meet on the mainland.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

- I hope you stay the summer. - I might. I don't know yet.

- You told Dad you were working here. - Yeah, that's right. St Peter's Stables.

- You ought to come up one day. - I'd love to.

Hey, I've gotta go to the harbour to check the time a boat's in.

A friend said he might pop over, so I better check.

- I'll come with you. - All right.

Kevin.

- Did you get the timetables? - Oh, yeah. Yeah.

- Who were you with down there? - With? No one.

Come on.

- Kevin give you any keys? - Yeah. I'll open up.

I thought it was arranged. We three stay together.

I'll have a word with Kevin this evening.

Ah, he did well to find this place. It's perfect.

Yeah.

Oh, stop worrying, Alan. It's going to be fine.

Well, we're not exactly on holiday, Jill, are we?

- They're back again. - Oh.

They never send us any names or descriptions, do they?

And what's the point of sending this stuff?

There are no names and no photographs of these animal libbers,

Just the usual rumour and threat.

What are we supposed to do about it?

Wan the relevant people. That's all we can do.

Tell them the lunatics are threatening action.

- Okay? - Yes.

- Want some cheese? - Just a bit.

- Hiya. - What time do you call this?

- Supper time. - Kevin,

it'd be best if you toed the line for the next few days, okay?

It's like a military operation. Understand?

Do you understand?

Okay.

I expect you'll want this, then.

Very good.

You did well.

Yeah.

GAINES: What the hell?

(MONKEYS CHATTERING)

(MONKEY SCREECHING)

(SCREAMING)

KEVIN: Bastard. Miserable things. Get a shot of us releasing them.

(SCREECHING)

KEVIN: Oh, damn it! He bit me!

(MONKEY SCREECHING)

GAINES: What the hell's going on?

Get out of here!

Hey, you... Oh!

You can see, you can see, Sergeant! In there, look! The lock's smashed.

- Ah... - Is anything else broken?

Anything else taken?

Well, the animals have gone! Surely that's enough!

God, they're lunatics!

How many animals were taken? What sort were they?

Four monkeys.

Oh, yeah. And you used them, did you?

Well, I'd hardly have them for pets, would I?

Yes, I used them.

Terry, take a look round the garden, will you? Anything you can find.

Yeah. Excuse me.

Now, sir, were they valuable?

- They weren't cheap, they... - Yeah?

Nothing. They... They were a new batch.

- My work equires some experimentation. - Oh, I see.

I'm engaged on work to prevent the spread of waterbone parasitic disease.

This sort of thing. Or this, of course. It's not pretty, is it?

I find a cure, I'll be a hero, a saint.

But while I look for it,

because, once in a while, an animal has to be used...

I don't enjoy it. It's a scientific necessity.

- I see. - No, you don't.

You're as sentimental as the rest of them.

You find those monkeys. Get them back, Sergeant. Hmm?

We'll do our best, sir.

It's a great pity you didn't take our warning seriously, isn't it?

Come on, Alison, we've got work to do.

Alison!

Efficient. Knew their stuff, all right.

Well organised.

They must have checked the grounds, whipped out the lights,

released the animals and off into the night.

Hit and run.

-Funny bloke, that pofesso, isn't he? -How do you mean, funny?

Well, he was a bit on the defensive if you ask me.

- Sergeant. Sergeant Bergerac. - Yeah?

Talk to John Barnard at the zoo. Ask him about Marburg disease.

Marburg?

Gaines had primates up there with... I don't believe it.

- They got out? - They were released.

Were released? They let them go?

His assistant was scared to talk? I'm scared, Sergeant.

They let them go? It's like letting a at go with bubonic plague.

Exaggerating, am I, Sergeant? Mabug kills.

If those animals get amongst our stock, it'd decimate them.

Oh, great. Wonderful. Fantastic. This is the worst news.

Do you know what, Sergeant? If one of those animals has Marburg,

you are gonna be very damn busy. I warn you, Sergeant.

(SCOFFS) You got marksmen?

You'll need them. You will most certainly need them.

We are closing, Sergeant.

Stupid, idiotic bastard.

Has Chief Inspector seen this, Jim?

Barney'll see it before it goes to press.

But it's terrible.

- It's a disaster. - CROZIER: What is?

- The break in. The animal people. - Oh, for God's sake.

No, listen, I've just been chatting to Johnny Barnard up at the zoo

about a thing called the Marburg virus.

"Beware. Lethal. Do not go near."

You're not serious, Jim? I don't believe you.

Yeah. We must prevent people coming into contact with those four escaped monkeys.

Apparently, any one of them could be a carrier.

Come on.

We do have a responsibility. It is lethal.

I mean, what if somebody gets bitten? What happens then?

- Are you sure the animals have this... - Marburg.

...Marburg virus?

It's more than a strong possibility, yes.

Possibility? Look, until it's confirmed, this does not go out.

But that's too risky. What if you're wrong?

- People should know. - And if it's not Marburg?

Look, we put this out now, what happens? Panic.

I tell you, one word of this before I've consulted upstairs...

Yeah, but it's not easy to keep under wraps, is it?

I mean, the zoo's closing down. You can't keep quiet about that.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(SCREECHES)

(SHOUTING)

(LAUGHING)

MAN: Go on, Andy. Give her a kiss.

WOMAN: Mark, get off me!

(ALL LAUGHING)

(MONKEY SCREECHING)

(ALL CHATTERING)

(MONKEY SCREECHING)

- I have a small problem, Mr Barnard. - No, you haven't, Chief Inspector.

You have a real problem, a big problem. We are closed.

You will, of course, be offering a reason to your staff, to the public?

Oh, you want it kept quiet.

- For the time being. - Is that a directive, Chief Inspector?

It would help all of us. There's no certainty yet

that any infected animal is on the loose.

Or any certainty that they are not.

On your head be it.

For the last time, did any of these animals have the Marburg disease?

It's still only a possibility. I've got further tests to do!

- According to your assistant... - I had to tell.

All right, all right, one of them might have.

I was making arrangements to get it sent out of the island,

have it checked, carefully quarantined.

But you didn't warn anybody, did you? Not the zoo, not the authorities.

- It was under control here! - Professor Gaines, it escaped.

- That is you responsibility. - They released it, not me.

Those... Those lunatics!

For the moment, nothing will be said to alarm the public.

Those are my instructions. They are also yours, right?

And you forget any idea you've got of getting those monkeys back.

They'e gonna be shot on sight.

# Radio Jersey #

Nothing.

We'll send them the photographs when we get off the island.

- When do we leave? - Soon enough.

We'll lie low for a bit.

We did vey well.

(CHUCKLES)

You okay, Kevin?

Yeah, I'm all right. Bit iffy, that's all.

- All the excitement. - Yeah, maybe.

Have you got a dressing? Just hurts a bit.

- Alan? - Sure.

(SCREECHING)

Do you hear that, love?

Give us the glasses, Stan.

Uh...

Thank you.

I didn't know they had hunting on Jersey, Stan.

- You what? - Look. Down there.

I could swear I saw a gun.

No. You're seeing things.

- No, look. Down thee. - No.

Have another glass of wine, Elsie.

- JIM: Any luck? - Of course not.

- Where do we go to next? - Not easy to locate them, Jim.

They'll probably stay together.

It's all foreign territory to them, so they'll be scared.

We have to hope they stay this close to the lab.

All right. Make another sweep here.

- What, again? - Yes, again.

For as long as it takes, okay? You can stand the men down at dusk.

Okay.

If you do get them,

stay clear of the carcasses. They could still be infectious.

(CHATTERING)

I could do with a swim.

It's too far down there for a swim. Gotta climb all the way back up here.

(LAUGHING)

- Any more wine left? - You'll be lucky.

No, not a drop.

- Not a dicky bird, I hear. - No, it's useless.

We've covered this sector and sector five north of the lab.

Are you sure they'll stay close to Gaines' place, Mr Barnard?

Sure as I can be.

It's all dependent on so many other factors.

Yeah, we'll cover the area south of the lab tomorrow, first light, okay?

Yes, all right.

Mmm. I could just fancy a plate of giant prawns in garlic butter

- like we had last night. - Oh, that sounds good.

- Mmm. - You're on.

Here. Hang on a sec.

- I'll just... - All right.

(SCREECHING)

What the... Look! Hey! Get off! Get off!

A bloody monkey! Else!

- Else! - What?

A bloody monkey come and jumped on me.

(LAUGHING) Monkey. Don't be daft, Stan, you're drunk.

I'm telling you. Look!

Stan!

Oh.

(GROANS)

I'll be all right. Just a bit hot.

I'll be all right. It'll be a flu. Summer flu.

I'll be fine.

So what do we do?

We can't move him like he is. His temperature's way up.

Dress the biter. Plenty of disinfectant. He'll be fine.

We just lie low and say nothing.

(CROCKERY CLINKING)

What time is it?

Oh. It's too early. You better go back to bed. I'm due back.

Stupid, this life you lead. Unsocial hours.

I've been a policeman now...

Man and boy. "I know what I'm doing. No need to change."

That's the first smile out of you in days.

I'm sorry, love. We're under a bit of pressure, you know.

- Tell me. - Maybe late.

I was talking to Kim last night

- about you and her mother. - Oh, yeah.

And how Deborah used to hate the way you were always shooting off

at funny hours of the day or night.

Kim said she hated it.

Well, it goes with the job, don't it?

Does not talking to your daughter go with the job?

Oh, look, we're in the middle of a very difficult...

She's in the middle of a very difficult time, too, Jim.

Her fella's... Well, you should talk to her.

Her fella? Oh, come on, she's only a kid.

Have you looked at her recently? She's a young woman, Jim. She is.

- Do you want a coffee? - Don't avoid it like that.

Will you please talk to her? Don't be so uptight. Yes, I'll have some coffee.

All right, all right. I will talk to her.

Thanks.

Hey, Sue, can you do us a favou?

Today, you and Kim, you stay indoors or in the office, all right?

Be best. And, I promise, I will talk to her.

What's going on, Sergeant?

Jim, there's a small para on the back page. "Man sees monkey on headland."

- Have you seen this? - Yes.

How long can we keep it under wraps, then?

There's a meeting here in half an hour. I've called Charlie Hungerford

- Oh, yeah. - There are one or two important people

who need to be put in the picture.

They want a background briefing, progress report.

(SCOFFS) Be a very short meeting then, won't it?

Bloody phones. We covering our backs, are we?

Oh, sorry, sorry. Uncalled for.

Mickey? Mickey, it's Bergerac. About that para on the monkeys.

No. No story as yet.

As and when it happens, I'll give you a ring, all right?

Thank you. Mickey, who filed that report?

Well, what do we do? He's getting worse.

We might have to leave him.

- We can't leave the kid behind. - We might have to.

It's all gone wrong, hasn't it, Jill?

We're dealing with lunatic irresponsibility here.

We need a control plan.

I can assure you we have the situation very much under control, Mr Barnard.

Yes, well, thank you for putting us in the picture, Chief Inspector.

- So, no immediate calls for alarm. - BARNARD: You may think so.

Hang on, John. Look, we need help. We need more eyes.

The public need to be told. These animals are lethal.

Ah, well, yes, of course.

But surely the dangers are, to some extent, exaggerated.

I'll tell you how exaggeated, Mr Hungerford. Marburg kills you.

A bite, a scratch.

If the animal sneezes, you can get it. And it kills you.

"Might kill you," surely.

You have a 30% chance of survival and there's no cure.

Would you take bets on those odds?

Flu symptoms first, and then you bleed to death.

That's how exaggerated it is.

Yes, well, I'm sure your advice and warnings are taken note of, Mr Barnard.

Most helpful. Unfortunately, we do have to make our decisions

based on a number of other factors.

(BARNARD SIGHS)

BARNARD: You have 120,000 people packing the island right now.

Perfect place for an epidemic.

Once those animals get hungry and start coming into town, scavenging,

then we have real problems! And the whole thing will explode on us!

This island needs tourists. It does not need panic,

which is what it would most likely get if this news is leaked.

Now, I have no doubts that the police can contain this problem,

and I'm quite sure we can leave it all in their capable hands.

That's bloody irresponsible.

Where to next, Jim?

Well, follow up the lead in the newspaper,

- get the man to hospital, I suppose. - I'd better come with you.

The hospital's got to be warned. Isolation, total isolation.

- Discreetly, of course. - All right.

Don't worry, Mr Barnard! All in hand!

Stupid oaf.

Well, if they were here, they're not here now, mate.

Look, we'e gonna move on to sector seven, okay? Out.

(MONKEY SCREECHING)

(GIRL MOANING)

Not here. Don't. Listen, there's something...

There's nothing. Come on.

- Oh, Dave, you mustn't. - It's all right.

(MONKEY SCREECHING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Will someone tell me what's going on?

What have we done? Will someone tell me, please?

Just try and stay calm.

Doctor, I don't think I can be of much more assistance to you.

I'd better get on.

Goodbye. And thanks for you help, John.

Please just tell me what's happening. I just want to know.

Listen, there's every chance that your husband

will be in for a routine check-up.

If he's not, God help him.

TERRY ON RADIO: There's been another reported sighting in sector seven.

We're practically on top of them, I'll meet you at L'Oeillere headland.

I repeat, L'Oeillere headland. Over.

Understood, Terry. Over and out.

Jump in, John. I think our luck has changed.

Right, five minutes, then Hoskins and Pete should be in position.

Now I want you to scour this area. And take care of yourselves, eh?

Now, look, if you do manage to flush them out,

it'll be onto Hoskins' and Pete's guns, and they'll take them out, all right?

Off you go then.

Oh, and stay in adio contact, will you?

And for God's sake, don't let those animals scatter down to those houses.

- Has anybody seen them yet, Terry? - No, sir, nothing.

Hello, who the hell's this?

Oh, God.

All right, you go on ahead. I'll handle this one.

- And good luck. - Cheers, mate.

- Got anything to tell my readers, Jim? - Mickey, why don't you go away?

I thought I might find a welcome. What's going on, Jimmy boy?

Going on, Mickey? Nothing is going on.

Nothing is going on, there is no story. Sorry.

Not what our local Romeo and Juliet would have me believe.

There they were, in their car, getting up to naughties, when all of a sudden...

Mickey, I'm busy.

I'm boring you. Okay, try this.

What about the man sitting in the isolation ward,

screaming blue murder about monkeys? Imagination, is it, Jimmy boy?

I have nothing for you, Mickey.

MAN ON RADIO: Monkeys seen at far end of corpse. Sniper team in position.

I would talk to your boss first.

He will tell you that his lords and masters would prefer it

if you referred to them before you printed a word, all right?

And late on, maybe I'll talk to you. Sorry, Mickey.

Bergerac!

My advice to you, Mickey boy, get lost!

TERRY: There, see? Just on the edge of the trees there.

Now, I've got the boys lined up.

I'm just waiting to see if we've got them in our sights.

Have you?

Well, according to Mr Barnard, we have, yeah.

Okay, get on with it.

- Take out the dominant male on the left. - Right.

All right, lads, make sure you get all three.

In your own time, aim and fire.

(RIFLES FIRING)

(MONKEYS SCREECHING)

Hello, sweetheart. You look shattered.

Eh? Well, I am.

- Two down, two to go. - What?

Well, Terry's got two of the little buggers.

The question is, have we got the sick one?

I've told Kim.

You go talk to he.

(GROANS)

- Go on. - Oh, all right.

Hello, love.

- You all right? - Fine, yeah.

You look a bit down.

- Do I? - Yeah. You depressed or something?

I was looking for Kevin.

I went up to the stables where he said he'd be working, but he's not there.

He told me for definite he was gonna be there.

He loves working with animals, you see, Dad?

Well, perhaps the zoo. He was working and...

He hates animals in cages.

He hates that sort of thing, you see?

Was he staying with anyone in the island?

- Do you know where he was staying? - He didn't say, exactly.

But we went to collect some information for a friend of his.

Timetables, he said. From the harbour.

I thought he was with two people then, but he wasn't, though.

- Are you sure? - He said.

- These stables, where are they? - I've already asked them.

They don't know where he is.

He's involved, isn't he, Dad?

I've been so worried.

If he let those animals go,

if he was close to them, he could be ill.

This thing, whatever it's called...

Find him, please, Dad. Warn him.

- Yeah, um, Kim... - Dad, please.

MAN ON RADIO: And the road news. Closures...

- We have to get a doctor. - It's a conspiracy.

Silence, that's what it is. Ignore us.

Well, I'm gonna phone the radio and TV people, make a statement.

Okay. Just call a doctor first.

Yes, yes, all ight. Don't worry.

Just put some bed clothes in the back of the car

and we'll take him to a quiet spot, call the hospital

and leave him to be picked up, right? Than we're in the clear.

- But when? - Tomorrow, first thing.

Why wait till then for God's sake?

Because I want to see some results before I leave.

Well, there's nothing much we can do about it now, is there? All right.

Damn.

Channel TV are at Gaines' lab demanding to know about the missing monkeys.

This one's friends have talked.

Gaines will spill the beans for certain, won't he?

That's all the publicity they need.

Let's hope they're not spreading the disease as well.

Yeah.

Look, I'll see you when I get back from the hospital, okay?

All right, I'll get back to the Bureau and face the flak there.

First chap's fine. More shocked than anything else.

- And the wife? - He, too. Fine.

Just keeping them under observation for a few days.

Ah, right.

It's hardly something we've been prepared for.

I'm not sure it matters in the case of the other fellow.

He's in a very bad way.

- Do you know him? - Yeah.

(MONITOR BEEPING)

He... He's not going to make it, Sergeant, I'm afraid.

Now, Peggy, now! I will not be kept hanging about by anybody,

least of all Chief Inspector Crozier!

Charles, he's a very busy man!

And he won't thank you for shouting at him.

- I did not shout! - You are shouting.

And you'd best not. Not at the moment. Look, calm down.

Calm? I am calm, perfectly calm!

- All right, Ken, thank you. - Okay.

What are you keeping me waiting for?

I've been hanging around out here for hours!

I don't have any time, Charlie.

Well, you'd bettet make time, hadn't you?

Now I understood we had made it clear to you, Chief Inspector.

Did you see the television? Professor Gaines? Certifiable, I shouldn't wonder.

You told us it was under wraps. And now we get all this.

Well, if you are responsible for letting the cat out of the bag prematurely,

if you have encouraged that damned professor...

- Charlie, shut up. - I beg your pradon?

I said shut up.

Chief Inspector, would you be kind enough to tell you sergeant...

What is it, Jim?

- That kid they dumped. - Who was he?

He's a friend of Kim's, apparently. He's in intensive care.

Well, I'm not carrying the whole camp back. I will not be held responsible!

Charlie, we do not care much about that here. Not now, not right now.

(PHONE RINGING)

Message from DC Wilson. The last two have been seen.

JIM: All right, come on.

Uh, well, you'll do your best, I know.

It was just a bit of a shock seeing that damned fellow on the box.

Time you went, Charlie. Just let us get on with it, will you? Yes?

Terry? Terry, I'm out of petrol, would you believe?

I'm pulling into Jack's garage. I'll be with you in five minutes, okay?

Jack?

(HORN HONKING)

Jack?

(POP MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Jack? Jack, are you deaf or something?

(MONKEY SCREECHING)

(METAL CLANGING)

(WHISPERING) Terry.

Terry.

Hello, Jim. Are you receiving me? Over.

Stop shouting, would you?

The last two monkeys are here in Jack's workshop.

Get yourself over here, quick.

(SCREECHING)

(METAL CLANGING)

(MONKEY SCREECHING)

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(MONKEYS SCREECHING)

(METAL CLANGING)

Terry, Terry, the monkeys are now in the forecourt area.

The forecourt area. Can you see them?

Jim, we're lined up, but you're right in the firing line.

So when I say move, get to the back of the garage,

and, for God's sake, keep your head down.

Ready? Move!

(RIFLE FIRING)

(MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO)

Right, so you've got your publicity. We could be infected.

- It's a con trick. - You heard what that professor said.

- I mean, Kevin had all those symptoms. - He was bitten. We weren't.

We could be infected, Jill.

We could die.

We should give ourselves up.

You stay calm, you stop panicking,

and we'll both walk away.

Look, Mr Wilson, would you mind not peering over my shoulder?

Just want to make sure you've got it right.

I've got to sign it, you know.

Jim, do I have to type this up now?

Special rules for you, are there? Do it.

KIM: Dad? You left a message?

Yeah. Come.

Now, Kim, I want you to think again about Kevin.

Maybe he said something that could help us.

No? Well, did he meet anyone when he was with you?

I mean, what about those people down at the harbour?

Something's wrong, isn't it, Dad?

No, Kim, just think.

Perhaps you'd like to check it.

I'd hate to think it wasn't up to you high standards.

Anyway, what's the matter with Kim?

Oh, she doesn't know the boy's in intensive care.

Well, what about it?

Well, he's her boyfriend. So shut up, all right?

- GODDARD: It's a bit complicated. - What's a bit complicated?

GODDARD: Nothing, sir.

Jim, I've just heard from the hospital. The kid died, Kevin what's...

Kim.

I'm sory, I didn't realise.

Oh, God.

She didn't know he was in intensive care, you see, sir.

Oh, well. Did you get the details on the car?

Yeah. False name and address, of course.

Yeah.

Kim.

(SOBBING)

It's not fair. That's all, Dad, it's just not fair.

I mean, if they'd got to him sooner, if they'd just...

That's if, if, if, Kim.

"If" never solved anything, did it?

Now, Kevin did what he did because he believed it, maybe,

but whatever you do, you've got to think it through

right to the very end, don't you, eh?

Otherwise, the results can be a disaster. Do you see?

I really liked him.

I mean, he was so sure of himself, you know?

Yeah. And I'm sorry, I really am.

Hey, come on.

And when you want to talk, you know, really talk...

Jim, there's been a phone call from one of them.

We've told him to stay at the telephone box at St Ouens.

I've alerted the hospital.

- Go with Barry, love, will you? - Dad.

Ask Peggy to give her a lift home, will you?

I'm sorry, love, I've got to go.

(CAR HONKING)

Just stay where you are!

Just stay there, all right?

Now, I'm Sergeant Bergerac, States Police.

There's an ambulance on its way for you.

I need to know where you've been staying and if thee are any more of you.

- I'm not saying anything. - Kevin.

- You left him, didn't you? It was you. - Yeah, me.

Now, a woman phoned the hospital, so there's at least one moe of you, right?

Now, you are both in very grave danger.

Kevin?

I'm sorry. He's dead.

Just tell me where I can find your friend.

You are her friend, are you? Well, tell me!

(CAR APPROACHING)

BARNARD: She's almost certainly a carrier.

So, whatever, we don't touch her, right?

Don't even get close.

Wait a minute, if we can't touch her, how do we stop her from getting away?

Right, you two, cover the end of the lane.

Make sure she stays away from the farm shreds, all right?

Well, go on!

Stop! Police! Stay where you are!

(EXCLAIMS)

TERRY: Hold on, miss. Just wait. Hold on, love.

- You need help, love. - It's a con.

Keep back, Terry! You are in danger, you know.

And so are any animals you get near.

JIM: It's no con, believe me.

- I don't. Kevin's all right. - Kevin died today.

- No. - I'm sorry.

Liar!

Goddard, keep your distance, man!

You're all liars!

JIM: Kevin bled to death.

He did what was right, what he believed in.

All right, go ahead, make a martyr of him.

You could be next.

You bastard!

- Stop! - BARNARD: Stop! Stop!

If you go in that milking shed, we'll have the whole herd put down.

- No. - We'd have no choice.

No one has the right to do what Gaines was doing.

He uses animals as test tubes! Nothing else!

What if he finds the cure he's looking for?

I've heard those arguments before.

How many animals have to die uselessly every year?

Three and a half million!

And men like Gaines go on butchering!

And all in the cause of research. Well, it's rubbish!

There are other ways.

Does he respect animals? Does he care about them?

No, he uses them! Misuses them!

They feel pain, loyalty, love even. I...

Funnily enough, we're not so very far apart on that score.

We were right. Gaines has no right to play God with a living animal.

None! We were right!

I don't have any opinion on that.

I do know that two people have spent their holiday

under observation in hospital. They, at least, will survive.

Four animals have been shot. Kevin is dead.

You have risked the life of every man, woman and child

in this island just to prove a point, haven't you?

You have a set of values I don't believe in.

That's you privilege. No doubt, you believe in them.

You gonna tell Kevin's mother and father he's dead, are you?

Are you? No? Oh, I suppose we do that, do we?

You gonna tell his girlfiend, my daughter? Eh?

I suppose I pick that one up, do I?

- Animals have rights. - Oh, you stupid woman.

This...

This disease, whatever it is, could I...

Yes, you could.

Hey, if you're sure you haven't got the disease,

if you're absolutely certain, why don't you just walk away, eh?

We wouldn't touch you. And the dog doesn't look too unfriendly, does he?

Of course, don't let it touch you. Otherwise, we'd have to...

Please take the dog away, please.

Please move the dog, please!

This way, let's go, boy. Come on.

We didn't know the animals were sick. We never knew.

No, you didn't know, did you?