02x10 - Assignment Four: Part 4

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(Ruth, panicking) 'What's happening?
What's happening?

'What's happening? What's happening?

(Screaming) 'No! No!

'No! '

(Continues screaming)

(Screaming in agony)

'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.'

- What's he done?
- He's b*rned them alive.

No, don't!

Take time back. Save them.

Take time back now.

It's too late.
It's too late to save them.

That's the second time you've failed.

- He creates a kind of barrier.
- He?

It.

Williamson. What did he discover?

She just...
She just disappeared from there.

From that thing. I watched it, I saw
it happen, I heard her screaming.

She asked if she was in danger,

I heard her when...
when you made her talk...

made the picture talk.

Is she in danger?

- Liz...
- (Steel) 'Don't tell her.'

We are all in danger.

Because of him?

- The man on the stair?
- Yes. That's why you must leave.

You must pack a case and leave now.

The other picture,
the big one with Ruth in it.

Could I have it, please?

We haven't finished with it yet.

Oh.

See... she's...

Well, I suppose
she's the best friend I've ever had.

You could say the only friend.

I don't really collect friends.

- Anyway, I'll pack a case.
- Good.

Oh, it's not good...
but it comes easy to me.

Story of my life knowing how to pack
a case. I'm almost an expert at it.

I feel like this lot sometimes...

Iooking like they've been somewhere,
going somewhere.

But when you think about it,
they're staying where they are,

they're going nowhere, right?

Anyway...

When you bring Ruth back
from wherever she is,

will you let me know... somehow?

Yes.

Thanks.

"H Williamson Esquire."

Just exactly what did he discover?

(Steel) Tricks!

Tricks.

Tricks, tricks with film,
tricks with cameras.

We've been looking for proof.

For evidence of some great
photographic discovery.

Mr Williamson, photographer,
was no more than a clever conjuror.

Light patterns,
multiple images, mirrors.

That was the extent of his talent.
Excuse me.

To someone like Ruth,
it was talent enough.

A few cheap tricks
to impress the ladies.

At least he bothered to impress them.

He simply used photography, slides.
Nothing spectacular.

He combined them.

He combined pictures of people
with pictures of places,

but more important, he combined
pictures taken at different times.

They never learn, do they?

About the dangers of mixing
the old and the new? No.

(Projector hums)

Excuse me.

(Steel)
Combining the old and the new...

that was his first trick.

- And his last.
- Oh, no.

Go sit on the sofa. Come on.

It's so primitive
I don't know why he bothered.

I suppose Ruth
was curled up on a cushion...

so he felt he had to put on
a parade for her.

A kaleidoscope!
A toy invented in 1817.

There's no way he could have known

that he was manufacturing
an instrument of such power.

A mirrored prism.

A photograph taken
from the multiple image slide.

Now, that...

goes in here...

like that.

The field of vision is fairly small
but it's enough.

Oh, goodness, you are clever.
No wonder Ruth was impressed.

The shorter the focal length
of the lens,

the more numerous the images.

- Is there a film in that camera?
- No.

- Take the picture out.
- It's safe...

Take the picture out.
You can never be sure.

It was an accident.

He brought it here... by accident.

And he didn't just bring it here,
he invited it here, dragged it here.

With this, a mirrored prism
acting like a kind of funnel.

- Like a syphon.
- Yes.

For something that's been trapped
for almost 200 years.

(Sapphire) Between times.

(Ruth) '"As I was going up the stair
I met a man who wasn't there

'"He wasn't there again today

'"I wish, I wish he'd stay away"'

He dragged it in there
and held it there for a while.

But then he decided
to take his apparatus apart.

In here was a force...

that had adopted
not just one human shape but many.

Trapped and held
by their own reflections.

There are 17 mirrors in this house.

Now we know where he's hiding.
We've got him.

- No.
- What do you mean, "no"?

No. Containing him is not enough.

Well, it'll have to do
for the time being.

Until we think of a way
of sending him back.

Ruth and Williamson
were k*lled by him,

he imprisoned them in a photograph
and b*rned them alive.

That must never happen again.

(Children) # See, saw, sacradown

# Which is the way to London town?

# One foot up and the other foot down
This is the way to London town #

Who is it this time?

Who is it, please?

Two more people. People we've been
looking for for a very long time.

Let me see.

Now, where shall we put them?

There, just there.

Let's put them there.

Can we play games now?
Can we play games with them?

Later.

There'll be time for games later.

(Sapphire) 'Steel?

'Steel? '

(Steel) 'The... The-the girl.

'L-Liz.

'The only one left
to help us is... is Liz.'

'You sent her away, do you remember? '

'But... you told her to leave.'

(Sapphire sighs) 'Yes.

'Can you see anything? '

'Not clearly, no.'

'Can you move? '

(Steel struggling)

'No.'

'Neither can I.

'Do you remember what
the voice of Ruth said to us? '

'N-No...

'Yes! '

'Like being half-asleep, half-aware.

'Like... like daydreaming.'

'Like being... inside a photograph.

'Part of a... of an old photograph.'

'Yes.'

'I'm also remembering something...
something else.'

'Go on.'

'Whatever it is that has put us here,

'it has access to any photograph,
including this one.

'And it... it can also move around
inside a photograph.

'We witnessed that.

'So... so why can't we move?

- 'Can you take time back? '
- 'That's impossible now.'

'The girl, then.

'It has to be the girl.
Try it, she may still be here.'

'Liz?

'Elizabeth Owen.

(Distant) 'Liz.

'Steel, I think she's still there.

'Liz? Please, Liz.

'Liz, try to hear me.

(Distant)
'Try to hear me with your mind.

'Please, Liz.

'Oh, she's going! '

- 'What? '
- 'She's going away. Liz! '

I was... Well, I'm leaving.

I know it's short notice -
no notice -

but I've found somewhere better,
closer to work.

- I see.
- Anyway, me rent's paid up.

Well paid in advance
so you keep what's left.

- Oh, thank you.
- Keys and rent book are in my room.

Fine.

Now, er...

Would you mind?

Oh!

Thanks.

(Sapphire, very faint) 'Liz...

'I think she's gone, Steel.'

'There's something else.
We can try something else.

'We can... We can make a mirror.

'Make a mirror f-from this glass.'

- 'But how? '
- 'Lf we concentrate, both of us.

- 'Think of Mercury, and Silver.'
- 'Yes.'

'Think of what they can do,
borrow from their minds.

'It can be done if we concentrate... '

'Steel! '

(Steel straining and struggling)

(Hissing)

(Door opens)

Who's there?

I said who's there?

- (Sapphire) 'He's vanished.'
- 'Where? Where's he gone? '

'He's... He's escaped
into a photograph.'

'Then he's coming here, into
this one! He's gonna destroy us.'

(Sapphire) 'Liz.

'Please, Liz.'

- 'She's here? '
- 'Yes.

'And so is he. He's in here with us.'

(Steel) 'A prism.

'A mirrored prism.
We must create one.'

- (Sapphire) 'Liz.'
- Yeah?

'You must help us.'

Yes, but I don't know what to do.

- (Steel) 'Quickly.'
- 'No time for questions.

- 'Just do as I say.'
- Yeah.

'There are some framed pictures
in the corner, do you see them?

'Bring them here now.
Bring them to this photograph.

'Now!

'Don't look at them, Liz.

'Put the pictures by the mirror.

'One on each side.

'Leave your bag, leave it.

'You remember the mirror
on your dressing table?

- 'Angle the pictures towards you.'
- Like that?

'Yes, like that. More. More.

'Hurry, Liz.'

(Screams)

- (Howling)
- (Liz) What's happened to him?

- He's trapped.
- Forever?

No, not yet.

Tell me what happened to Ruth.

She's dead, Liz.

No...

(Howling)

Take it.

(Howling intensifies)

- We need something to keep him in.
- Genie in a bottle.

Let's find a bottle.

(Voice)
'Each and every photo is mine.

'They all belong to me.

'Trees and towns and villages,
all made of paper.

'And paper burns.

'You, girl, no one hides from me.

'In years to come,
I'll find a photograph.

'Your photograph. I'll be back.'

(Howling continues)

The kaleidoscope!

(Voice) 'Paper burns.

'Nothing lasts. Only me.'

- He says it can never be forever!
- It'll be a kind of forever.

No! No, please! Please! No. No!

- (Steel) A kind of forever?
- Yes.

- Well, that isn't.
- Can I see?

- That won't hold him for long.
- 75 years.

In 12 minutes and nine seconds,
a ship is due to sink.

- Where?
- In the Arctic Ocean.

It will remain in a pyramid of ice
for three quarters of a century.

This must be on board
when the ship goes down.

And in 75 years' time?

- We will be waiting.
- There will be other shipwrecks.

Find every photograph of you
that there is - burn them.

Never have another taken.

(Screaming)