02x01 - Assignment Two: Part 1

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In the name of God...

please tell me who you are.

Because I know you're here.

I'm a friend...

and I want to help you.

So will you let me help you?

Please?

You can trust in me.

I... I want to help you...

who... whoever you are.

Assignment Two
The Railway Station
Episode 1

All irregularities will be handled by the
forces controlling each dimension.

Transuranic heavy elements
may not be used where there is life.

Medium atomic weights are available.

Gold, Lead,

Copper,

Jet, Diamond, Radium,

Sapphire, Silver and Steel.

Sapphire and Steel
have been assigned.

I want to help you.

So in the name of God...

who are you?

Who are you?

You...

I am from the other side.

What?

The down platform.

My candle.

Do you know what
you've done?

Yes?

You've blown it out during
an important psychical investigation.

- Have I?
- Yes, and that could be dangerous.

Mind the thread there, please.

There's another one there!

- I'd appreciate an explanation.
- For what?

- Breaking in here and interrupt...
- You own this place, do you?

No. But I'm in the process of
conducting an investigation...

So am I.

- What? - Conducting an
investigation. A serious one.

You'd better pack up
your junk and leave.

When I was here first? Oh, no!

'Steel. '

I've been observing here
for nearly two months.

- 'Yes?'
- 'Anything on the footbridge?'

- 'No. Where are you?'
- 'The platform, your side.'

'I think you'd better
come here, now.'

It's my ghost, you know.
I located it first.

- Have you seen it?
- No, but I've heard it.

I've been observing here faithfully
for nearly two months,

- and that gives me every right...
- You have no rights. Not in this.

You see, it happens to be
more than just a ghost.

Now what?

- The time of year now?
- Late October. Why?

- Not here. Not on this platform.
- What?

It's summer.

- Summer?
- Yes. Can you feel it?

It's a summer night.
Can you feel the warmth?

- No.
- And the air.

It's filled with
the smell of flowers.

And trees,
the movement of them.

And the smell of newly-cut grass.

- What time period?
- I don't know.

And the source?

I can't tell. It's just that...
it doesn't seem malevolent.

The sensation of
warmth and calmness.

It is malevolent.
It has to be.

Sapphire, there are no trees,
there are no flowers.

There's only you and I, It...

and a man.

It's not locked.

- Who is the man?
- Some would-be ghost catcher.

He's in the booking hall
busy trying to make contact

with what he thinks is
a lost soul.

- Does it feel like summer in here?
- No.

- This man...
- What's in there?

What's in there?

- It leads to the reception area.
- Reception area?

Yes, this wasn't just a station, there was
once a small hotel attached to it.

A railway hotel.

How romantic.

"1947."

They still had steam engines
in those days.

- Why a derelict station?
- I don't know.

I mean, why choose this place?
It's hardly what we expected

It depends what it has in mind,
what form it's taken.

- Or whose form it's taken.
- Yes.

Landing. Hotel bedrooms.

There are two more floors like this.

- How many rooms are there in all?
- About 20.

Only it doesn't seem to have taken
up residence in any of them.

You expect it to arrive
with a suitcase, do you?

No.

Steel.

There's something happening here,
something changing.

Stay there. Watch me.

- What am I looking at?
- Well it happened just now, twice.

- My...my clothes and my hair
seem to changed. - Into what?

It was a light cotton shirt...
and a straw hat.

- Summer clothes?
- Yes.

Summer clothes, I don't see them.

You smell summer
on the platform, I don't.

- From here?
- Yes.

- No?
- No.

Well, it seems to be interested
in you, whatever it is.

- What did it look like to you?
- Human.

- Male or female?
- I couldn't tell.

Steel.

They're real, they exist.

The soil's fresh.
It's been newly dug.

Chrysanthemum compositae,
geraniaceae, caryophyllaceae...

Summer flowers at full bloom.

- Late October.
- Yes.

- The man in the booking hall.
- What about him?

- Does he exist?
- He's in there.

But is he real?
You said it could take any form.

- Did you do a spot analysis?
- Now you know that's not my territory.

It is mine, though.

Are you playing tricks with me?

- Tricks?
- Yes. Tricks with flowers.

I happen to be a psychical
investigator, not a conjuror.

- So, you've seen the flowers, have you?
- I've seen some flowers, yes.

On the platform?

Well, I shouldn't worry, they won't
be there long, they never are.

Even if you took some home,
they'd still disappear later.

I've tried it.

- And what about you?
- Me?

Yeah, are you likely to
disappear later?

I shouldn't think so, no.

If I didn't make
these notes straight aw...

How do you do?

How do you do?
My name is Sapphire.

Oh.

- And your name is?
- Tully. George Tully.

Well, I'm so very pleased
to meet you, Mr Tully.

'Muscular power emission
ergs per second

'mass times acceleration
times distance divided by time... '

Well I must say I'm very
pleased to meet you.

- I suppose my friend didn't bother
to introduce himself? - No.

'... by its power of contraction
enables movement to be made.

'Either voluntary, or involuntary'

He never does, I'm always
having to apologize for him.

Are you? Oh,

'Voluntary muscle existing mainly
for movement of the skeleton
and commanded at will...'

Do you know at first he thought
you might be a ghost.

I thought he was one!

'Blood circulating
throughout the body

'carrying nutrients and oxygen
to the tissues. '

Well you certainly don't look
like a ghost to me, Mr. Tully.

Oh, I'm not. Flesh and blood
like everyone else, I'm afraid.

'Blood has four main constituents,
plasma, erythrocytes...

- '...leucocytes, platelets'
- 'In other words, human. ' - 'Yes.

'Life expectancy of present
subject... 57.03 years. '

This ghost of yours... Mr Tully?

- Yes?
- Describe it to me.

What?

Well I'm glad you asked that question,
but it's not really my ghost

"It's my ghost, you know.
I located it first. "

- Yes but when I said that I...
- Describe it to me.

- That young woman, is she, um...
- Is she what?

Is she a relative of yours,
or just a friend?

- A business associate.
- Ah. Business. Yes, I understand.

- Mr Tully... - Of course I always
work alone, myself.

Not that I prefer it that way

but it's...difficult to find
someone compatible, someone...

Business associate?

...Kind of darkness, that's all.

Like a piece of darkness,
not quite a shadow.

Yes, like a piece of darkness.

- And that's all you've seen?
- Well it's enough for the time being.

I'm a patient observer.

- Two months.
- What?

You say you've been observing
this presence for two months.

Approximately, yes.

- Been with you long?
- What?

- Your business associate.
- Yeah, quite a long time, yes.

- Good working relationship?
- Perfect.

Well that's a Godsend,
these days I...

How long has it been
haunting this place?

As far as I can make out,
for just those two months.

From the time I happened to find it.

I regard that as an important
private and personal discovery.

- So, what's your interest?
- I'm here to get rid of it.

But making contact with that
ghost as I have done

and as I will continue to do
is...is essential!

- Not to me.
- It's necessary.

It...it's of supreme importance both to
psychical and theological groups all over...

You won't get rid of that ghost,
you know, you can't!

- It is not just a ghost.
- Thank you. But what else can it be?

Whatever it is...
it represents a kind of energy.

- What kind of energy?
- Negative energy.

Cranks like you
could never understand it.

You only increase the danger.

By trying to help?

By interfering.

- You're still in the dark ages,
Mr. Tully. - Am I?

Well, at least in my ignorance
I'm sympathetic.

At least I know he's in trouble...
that he's been hurt in some way.

That he needs help.

He?

I just feel that it's a man,
that's all. The ghost of a man.

- Why?
- It's just that...

Well, I sense it, I suppose.

I accept that it's a man.
I haven't seen him but...

I just know.

And then there's the sounds.

What sounds?

Of the things he carries.

Heavy sounds.

Well not all that heavy,
but it's just as if...well as if he were

As if he were carrying a lot of bulky objects.
Bags, luggage, things like that.

That's why I feel he was a traveller
or a member of the station staff.

I feel... I feel he cares
about this place.

He has a... weird kind of interest
in the place, yes.

No, he cares.

And someone
who provides flowers,

has the power to decorate that
platform with beautiful flowers...

how could he possibly
represent danger or evil?

- When will you be back?
- Tomorrow.

- At what time?
- 'Steel! '

- To continue my investigations
about eleven o'clo... - Yes. Be quiet.

- I beg your pardon?
- I said be quiet. 'What is it?'

'The platform again.

'Something... changing.
Something happening.

'Tell me.'

'The flowers have appeared again
and the smell of summer

'but...there's something else, Steel,
there's something else this time. '

'Can you identify it? '

'Just... a very powerful feeling...
of hatred.

'And resentment,
a strong feeling of resentment.

'The whole atmosphere out here
is charged with it.

'And that sound, Steel. '

'Can you hear that? '

'No. What is it? '

'It's the sound of a band.
It's approaching. '

'It's coming here. '

Listen.

'And I can hear men...

- Hey wait a mo...
- 'marching... '

Do you hear that?

- 'Be careful, Sapphire. '
- You hear it?

- 'Sapphire, be careful. '
- 'I'm all right, Steel. '
- '♪...smile, boys, that's the style...

- '♪ What's the use of worrying...
- 'Sapphire, leave that platform now.

- '♪ It never was...
- 'We're in the waiting room.

- 'Come here now. '
- '♪...worthwhile. So!