Water Horse, The (2007)

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What is that?

It's that famous
picture of the monster.

But it's fake.

How do you know it's fake?

It looks real.

Oh, it's fake all right.

Of course it's fake,
everyone knows that.

Wait now, son.

There's more to that
photo than meets the eye.

Oh, really?

Well, if you'd like to
know the real truth...

Yeah. I wanna know.

Come on. It'll be fun. Come on.

Well, you have to go back
YOUNG MAN: You guys using this?

To World w*r II.

The Germans had
captured the rest of Europe

and were only a 100 miles
or so from these shores.

And you need to
know about a young lad

called Angus MacMorrow.

The wee lad was
drawn to water...

but deathly afraid of it

at the same time.

You know something, Angus?

The tide pool is a very strange,

enchanted place.

Now, see these wee beauties?

Now, they are full
of luck and magic.

No. Aye, Angus.

You'd best believe it.

Can I keep it, Daddy?

Aye. But don't tell your Mummy.

She believes things
should stay where they are.

MRS. MacMORROW: Angus.

Angus.

Angus MacMorrow,
what in heaven's name?

Sorry. I'm coming.

Indeed you are.

I thought you'd drowned.

You didn't even get wet.

That piece. Please.

Thank you. Cheerio.

See you, Archie.

I'd say it's going to
rain, Mrs. MacMorrow.

Think you might be
right, Mr. McCowan.

Would you remind
me to tell Clyde

to move the cattle
to the lower field?

I'll just put my pail
in the workshop.

Well, be quick. You
have to help with the tea.

We tried to fix
this thing, but...

Clyde. Aye.

Can we move the cattle
down to the lower field?

Oh, aye. I have got
nothing better to do.

Mummy! Look what I've got.

Where did you get that?

Every volunteer got
four oranges today.

I haven't had an orange
in Lord knows how long.

How was the shore?

Did Angus have fun?

Angus, fun?

Hmm.

MRS. MacMORROW:
Angus! Come on in now.

You've got to help with the tea.

All the Malay Peninsula
has been overrun.

We are struggling hard
in the Libyan Desert,

where perhaps
another serious battle

will soon be fought.

The whole future of mankind

may depend upon our actions

and upon our conduct.

So far we have not failed.

We shall not fail now.

Let us move forward
steadfastly together...

Jings.

It's all right.

There, there.

Here you go.

Come on.

That's it.

Come on. Come on.

That's it.

All right, then.

That's a good boy.

It's all right.

Hmm.

Oh, no.

There you are.

It's all right.

I'll take care of you.

MRS. MacMORROW: Angus!

Angus? Angus, it's bedtime.

How many times
do I have to call you?

Crikey.

What is it?

Maybe Daddy's with them.

Do you know anything about this?

No.

They've got to be
here for a reason.

I don't know.

Excuse me, sir.

Ah... good morning, madam.

Captain Thomas Hamilton,
12 Medium Regiment,

Royal a*tillery.

Are we all set?

Um...

the head housekeeper,
Mrs. MacMorrow,

is making all the arrangements.

She is?

Yes. Is she around?

I'm Anne MacMorrow.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Clearly, HQ have
failed to notify you.

My troop is to be billeted here.

What, with...?

I've hardly any staff.

When Lord Killin
went off to the RAF,

only a few of us stayed on here.

Well, we won't
expect afternoon tea.

No, only the officers
will be billeted

inside the house.

The rest of my men
will camp outside.

Well, I'm a...

I'm afraid I really would
need Lord Killin's permission.

Of course.

Wormsley? Yes, sir.

From Lord Killin.

We're friends, actually.

At Oxford the same year.

All right.

But I have to tell
you, our cupboards

are not exactly full these days.

Not to worry. The w*r
Office keeps us well-supplied.

And what's more, we have
a number of keen hunters

in our regiment.

They are trained
K*llers, after all.

You see, Scotland
is the front line

in the w*r these days.

Sir. Good man.

n*zi submarines are everywhere.

Here we are.

Splendid. Yes.

Well, how lovely.

Now, all this, you see,

is for your own protection.

Goldman? Well,
we're, uh, very grateful.

Is this the German advance?

Following the troop
movements, are you?

Don't you worry, son.

We're ready for 'em.

Now, you men, uh, come with me.

Yes, sir. Can you put
my desk over here?

Kirstie, Angus, run along.

We don't want to
distract our guests

from their duties.

Can you keep a secret?

Isn't this exciting?

Soldiers right here in our home.

Promise me you
can keep a secret.

What are you babbling about?

You have to swear
you won't tell Mummy.

I'll not breathe a
word. What is it?

I don't know.

Hey! Those are my daddy's boots.

Let go.

Bad boy. You can't eat them.

But I suppose you are hungry.

What's that? Churchill.

That's enough, Churchill.

Who are you?
Sergeant Wallace Strunk.

Twelve Medium
Regiment, Royal a*tillery.

First battery cook.

Churchill, regiment mascot.

Unauthorized personnel.

I just wanted a wee snack.

Provisions dispensed
only by written orders.

Do you have the paperwork?

Then, off you go.

Who's Daddy's boy, then, eh?

Good boy. Good Churchill.

You're still here? I
take out the rubbish.

On the double, then.

Who's the best little soldier
in the regiment, then, huh?

It's my Churchill. Good
boy. Give me a kiss.

Give me another kiss.

Hello?

Where are you, boy?

Where are you hiding?

You are a sneaky devil.

Aren't you, boy?

If you are a boy.

What can we call you?

Crusoe.

Trapped on an island.

Right, then, Crusoe.

Let's see what you are.

No.

No.

There you are.

Maybe you're a mammal.

Where were you born, Daddy?

MR. MacMORROW: I was born and
brought up on the banks of Loch Morar.

People whispered about a beastie

living in that very loch.

And always there have
been tales of sightings

of such a creature,
sometimes at sea,

but more often in a loch.

Oh, when I was a boy...

how I longed to
see that monster.

When I was a boy...

terrible times they were.

Boys and girls, wives and
mothers all over the world

left without the
man of the house.

They all went off to w*r,

and many never came back.

We're a tiny village in
the wilds of Scotland,

but 20 men we lost.

But maybe I'm boring
you with my story.

No. No, please. Don't stop.

Okay. If you insist.

Angus was just like
every other wee boy.

He wanted his daddy home again.

But...

he also had another problem.

Crusoe, you ate it all.

Come out. You'll be sick.

That's a good boy.

I'm sorry for grabbing.

You're all dried up.

You'll like this.

That's better, eh?

Look at that. Oh, yeah.

Go in there. Oh,
another 5-pounder.

Oh-h*, you beauty.

Aye.

That takes care of
my lunch. Oh, aye.

What are they
doing up on that hill?

It's a secret mission.
They're after submarines.

Well, if it's secret, how
do you know about it?

I have my ways, my contacts.

Aye. Well, make
contact with them oars.

Pull us over some more fish.

Right. Salute.

Down.

Map, sir?

Perfect.

Oh, it's an amazing view, sir.

HMS Royal Oak was lost

to a German U-boat
in Scapa Flow...

not a hundred
miles from this spot.

Eight hundred and
thirty-three sailors lost.

We're not here for
the scenery, Wormsley.

Yes, sir.

Now, make no mistake...

we are on the front line here.

Now, I have studied

the German advance.

If they invade,

they will come
right through here.

This is the deepest
loch in Scotland.

It's perfect for
their troopships.

But they will send submarines
first for reconnaissance.

Won't the steel
net stop them, sir?

The submarine net will be down

to permit passage by
routine marine traffic

and to let their subs in.

And then we will
raise the net...

and we will destroy them.

I wish I could swim like you.

I wish I wasn't so afraid.

Come on! Stop!

What the hell you
think you're doing?

MRS. MacMORROW: What's going on?
- Keep your hands off!

You're not fit to touch it.

Oh, no.

I better go. Stay
out of trouble.

Look where you're going.

Where'd you learn to drive,
in the Dodgems or something?

Look, there's a
rear-vision mirror.

Know what that's
for? You didn't see it?

It's to look where you're going.

It was an accident,
I assure you.

MRS. MacMORROW:
All right. That's enough.

It's a lovely bit of meat there.

Who's this?

There he goes.

Hey, did you see all those jeeps

and lorries going
up and down the hill?

You're late.

And that is very hush-hush.

Aye. It's a secret
mission, that's what I hear.

Top-secret.

Oh, I'll say one thing, Jimmy.

If it's a secret,

you'd be the last
person to tell about it.

That's cruel. That's
very cruel. Aye.

Evening. All right.

What will you have?

Pint of McEwan's.

Looks like rain.

Yeah, it might.

You're not from the village.
Would you be with the a*tillery?

Here we are, lads. Our
home away from home.

Did you hear the captain today?

"We're on the front lines."

Front line, my aunt.

We're here 'cause his daddy

got him put as far
away from danger

as the w*r Office could find.

You're the boys with
the big g*n up the loch.

Indeed we are.

Would that thing
sink a submarine?

With one shell. Oh.

What are you having, lads?
- Pint of heavy.

Yeah, I'll have a whiskey.
What you got there?

Recock.

Fire.

Recock.

Fire.

Recock.

Angus, we need to talk.

Oh.

Miss... Mrs. MacMorrow?

Who are you?

Uh, my name's Lewis Mowbray.

Oh, yes. The handyman.

You're two days
late in arriving.

Yes, ma'am. I...

I was... I...

Well, you can start
by cleaning this mess.

You can pack up all
these books and shells

and charts and so forth. I...

I want to empty this shop out.

And, um...

I think my son has an animal
hidden in here somewhere.

He's not allowed pets, so...

Do you think you
could manage that?

Aye.

And we'll have no drinking
in our house, Mr. Lewis.

Yes, ma'am.

Uh, that's, um...

That's Mowbray, ma'am.

Yes.

Oh, no.

No! No, no! No!

What are you doing?

Why did you empty the barrel?

Did you see
anything fall out of it?

Only water.

What are you looking for?

Uh... Nothing.

You'd remember if you'd seen it.

Well, I didn't see anything.

Who are you?

Mrs. MacMorrow hired
me to help her in the lodge.

So this will be my workshop now.

And I don't want you coming
in and out of it. You understand?

This is my father's workshop!

He's off fighting in the w*r!

You can't just
come in here... Lad!

Lad, when your father returns,

he can do with it what he wants.

But for now, this shop is mine!

And I want to be
left alone. Am I clear?

Have I made myself clear?!

Crusoe?

Crusoe, come out.

Where are you hiding?

Could I trouble you for a light?

Thank you.

Aw...

Absolutely stunning
countryside, isn't it?

You from around here?

I'm from Dornoch. Mmm.

Captain Thomas Hamilton.

Good to meet you.

And yours?

Mowbray. Lewis Mowbray.

Mm.

And you've, uh, seen
service, I presume.

Crusoe, please come out.

Come out now.

Well, have a good
evening, Mowbray.

Where are you?

Where have you gone?

Crusoe, where the devil are you?

Sergeant Strunk!

Bad dog, Churchill.

I don't care if you're
the Lord Chamberlain,

I won't have my
kitchen destroyed.

Sorry, ma'am, I, uh...

I don't know what got into him.

Hush your wheesht, you daft dog!

Crusoe, no!

Stop! Get back in there.

No. No, it's horrible.

He won't hurt you.
You have to believe me.

It's disgusting.
He won't hurt you.

Ah! What is it?

I don't know, but it
came from an egg.

I tried to tell you.

Jings, Crusoe.

You're as big as a prize pig.

How did you grow so fast?

I thought I'd lost you.

He's very friendly.
Aren't you, boy?

Angus, Mummy will have a fit.

Don't you dare tell her.

Kirstie, please.

He needs me.

I'm his only friend.

I saved his life.

The poor, wee thing.

You won't tell?

Swear?

I don't swear, Angus MacMorrow.

I'll not speak a word.

You're a good sister after all.

Good morning, ma'am.

Lovely morning, miss.

Morning.

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

Oh, it's all right. Come in.

Come in.

You've done some very good work

around the grounds, Mr. Lewis.

Thank you, ma'am.

And it's Mowbray, ma'am.

Oh, yes.

Um, did you know that the
guest bathroom's been out of order

for three days now?

I'll see to it
immediately, ma'am.

Ah.

I have some clothes.

My husband's.

Well, you seem to be
about the same size.

Would you care for them?

Well, won't he need them
when he comes home?

He's not coming
home, Mr. Mowbray.

His ship was
sunk at sea. It's...

It's been almost a year.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

It's just, um...

It's just that your...
Your son had said that...

Oh.

Uh... Angus is a confused boy.

Confused?

Yes.

I have a lot to do.

Do you want them or not?

Yes. Thank you.

I...

Thanks.

Did you have to turn
him into a mummy?

It was getting too loud.

Somebody would've heard.

Quiet, Crusoe!

Who's there?

I'm here to fix the bathroom.

We're using it.

What, both of you?

But I thought it
was out of order.

What's that noise?

I have a cough.

You got an animal in there?

Look, you...

You better let me in,

or your mother
will hear about this.

No.

Let me in.

Listen, you two, all
right? I have to do my job.

Your mother told
me this bathroom

has been out of
order for three days...

Now, what...? What is that?

He came from an egg

at the tide pool.

His name's Crusoe.

What in the name of...?

He's very friendly.

Mary and Joseph.

He almost died when he was born.

Almost took my hand off.

He thinks I'm his father.

I wonder...

I-it just can't be.

Can't be what?

Well, it looks like a...

Like a bloody water horse.

A what?

Uh, they're make-believe.

A legend from the Celtic past.

They're said to be the
rarest of all creatures.

Th-th-there can be
only one water horse

in the world at a time.

When the one grows old,

it lays a single
egg, and then it dies.

Crusoe's a girl?

No. No, lad, he's
girl and boy both.

The beast is both Mum
and Dad to the egg.

The old water horse dies
before the egg hatches,

so the new water
horse is born an orphan.

Oh, that's sad.

It's an amazing
thing, though, isn't it?

MRS. MacMORROW: Angus! Kirstie!

Don't tell her. She'd
make us get rid of it.

MRS. MacMORROW: Angus?

Will you help us, Mr. Lewis?

You're asking me to
deceive your mother.

Angus? Kirstie?

What are you doing in there?

I was helping
Mr. Lewis fix the pipes.

And since when have pipes
been an interest of yours?

Wait!

It's a bad time
to interrupt him.

What?

Plumbing is tricky.
It's like surgery.

One mistake could mean death.

Mr. Lewis found the problem.

Um...

I can explain. He...

Always been handy
with the plumbing.

He's a genius.

And you helped, did you, Angus?

Yes, I...

I handed the tools.

And you, Kirstie? No.
I came to get Angus

to show him the civil
assistance manual.

Uh, it's getting a bit
cramped in here, so off you go.

Did a grand job, Angus.

Bye.

It's the pipes.

It's the air locks
bubbling through, you see.

Angus was a great help.

Oh. So you said.

Oh, dear. Excuse
me. That's, um...

The doctor warned me not
to eat haggis for breakfast.

So it's something about
the texture of the innards

mixed in with the suet
that, oh, I just can't...

Thank you, thank you. You've
explained that quite enough.

Shut your ugly gob.

You bloody near got me
sacked, you wee ingrate.

Oh.

Captain, we'll
have that bathroom

up and running by tonight.

Oh, wonderful.

Oh, would you allow me

to organize a meal
tomorrow evening?

As a token of our gratitude.

Just the officers and yourself,
of course, as guest of honor.

Thank you very much.
That would be very nice.

Excellent. Shall we say 8:00?

Mr. Lewis, what
are we going to do?

One thing's sure, you need
to get him out of the house.

But where can I put him?

In the loch.

No! I want Crusoe
to stay. He's mine.

But he can't spend
his life in a toilet bowl.

No, but he can stay with me.
Whatever the devil he is, he's...

He's meant to swim and be free.

The loch is loaded
with salmon to eat,

and there's plenty
of water for him

to grow and move around in.

Want what's best
for him, don't you?

What's best for
him is to be with me.

Excuse me, sir. Mrs. MacMorrow.

Anyone for champagne?

Mrs. MacMorrow,
you look radiant.

In Scotland, we call
that a fib, captain.

Let me introduce you.

I love to watch a man work.

Mixer, mixer.

Go easy.

Don't we deserve it, eh?

Gentlemen. Ahem.

The king,

the regiment...

and the lady of the house.

The king, the regiments
and the lady of the house.

Well, gentlemen,
technically speaking,

I'm not actually the
lady of the house,

but, um, I suppose for tonight,

I'm happy enough
to serve that role.

Thank you. MAN: She's charming.

Here you are.

Look what I've got.

Don't be greedy now.

Angus, come quickly. I've
something funny to show you.

I'll be back in a
minute, Crusoe.

You're not going
to believe this.

You're a fine woman, Gracie.

♪ Without your love... ♪

♪ Without your love... ♪

Gracie!

Oh, my God. I don't
know what came over me.

Just a bit of fun.

Where's the dog?

Oh, no.

Do you know why I
take two pairs of trousers

onto the golf course,
Mrs. MacMorrow?

In case I get a hole in one.

Did you hear something?

No, no. Maybe this old house
has one or two ghosts, huh?

Oh, I don't believe in
such things, captain.

Come here, you bloody mongrel.

I'm sure I can hear something.

Yes, now that time I
distinctly heard something.

Crusoe, no!

What's that now?

What on Earth?!

Come on, Crusoe!

Get out of here!

MRS. MacMORROW:
Angus, come back here!

Crusoe, come back!

Mr. Lewis, what
in goodness sake?

Uh, sorry, um, the
name's Mowbray, ma'am.

What? Uh, sorry, ma'am.

The, uh, dog got loose,
and I was trying to catch him.

Oh, I should say
you failed at that.

Yes, ma'am.

You think it's funny, Mowbray?

No, no.

It's a very serious matter.

You hold your tongue, man.

You're not in your stately
home now, Hamilton.

I'll not be taking
orders from you.

That is quite enough.

Go and collect Angus,

and take him to his
room immediately.

Yes, ma'am.

Crusoe?

Crusoe, come back.

We're all going
to get into trouble.

Lewis, we've got to
find Crusoe. He's gone.

Yeah, I know. I know.

I'll find the wee devil, and
you go straight to your room.

But, Lewis... Off
to bed with you.

Or your mom will
have both our hides.

On you go. Go.

Where are you, you
wee, smelly beast?

Angus. Angus. Angus,
wake up. I found him.

Can't we just put it
back in the bathtub?

No. No, I don't think so.

Jings.

Lewis, do you know anything
more about water horses?

Well, I think it was...

Aye, it was my Uncle Lachlan
who first told me about them.

Many years ago, there
was a lost traveler, and...

And he's... He's
weeping bitter tears,

because he cannot
find his way home.

He... He'd given up hope.

Then suddenly, who should appear

at the bank of
the loch to this...

This traveler but
a... But a sea spirit.

A water horse.

Now, the traveler,

no fool is he,

knows that the water
horse is a creature of magic,

one that could grow

10 feet tall overnight.

So the traveler,

he feeds the water
horse, strokes it,

flatters it with compliments.

And finally the traveler says:

"Incidentally, water horse,

"my dear friend, I'm...

"I'm wondering, if you've...

"If you've no other
pressing engagements,

"could I trouble you

"to carry me across
the loch on your back?

Show me the way home?"

Well, what happens?

Does the water horse help him?

Um... I don't remember.

What? Does the water
horse help him or doesn't he?

Well, it was so long
ago that I heard it. It...

It either carries him
across the loch, or it...

Or it drags him
down to the bottom

to his watery death.

I'm not sure which.

Here you go, your
favorite snack.

Angus, run now!

Angus, run!

Faster! No looking back.

Ah, Mowbray.

You're all wet, man.

You been fishing?

No.

No, I went diving,

to see all those submarines
you're going to sink.

Oh, you like to mock
the w*r effort, do you?

No. No, I don't.

Our forces over there in
Europe, on the front lines,

they're doing a great job.

I want you to stay
away from young Angus.

Do you understand?

I consider you a bad influence.

Is that so?

You know, I don't know if
you're a spy or a deserter,

or just simply a
coward, Mowbray.

But I'm gonna
find out. Oh, I see.

They took you away
from the battlefront

to hunt for deserters
and cowards.

Well, I'm neither.

So you can take that
Sassenach attitude of yours

back to where you came from.

You stay away from the boy.

Do you understand?

I'll have a bit of breakfast.

Wait, wait.

How does she feel?

Oh, respectable.

It's a nice one.

Get the net.

You've got a keeper, for sure.

Oh, I'd say it's at
least a 5-pounder.

Oh, my sainted mother!

What on earth is it?

It's a monster.

It's a big fish, all right.

No, it's a monster. A
creature with horns.

A devil.

I told you to stay off
that drink in the morning.

It's a big fish, all right.

It's gigantic!

Oh, no!

Cut the line.
Mother of God, cut it!

Are you mad?

This is the biggest
fish I've ever had on.

I'm going to land it.

It's going to sink us!

Okay, okay. Cut the line.

Cut the line before
he drowns us.

For God's sake, hurry up.

Hurry up!

Did you see it?

I saw it.

Whatever it is.

Sir.

Now, young man,

your mother has asked
me to enlist you in service.

You are completely aimless,

and we're gonna give
you some purpose,

make a soldier
out of you, all right?

Left, right, left!

Left, left!

Come on, lad, hurry up.

w*r will be over before
you finish that spud.

That's very good, Angus.
Put your back into it, lad.

Left, right, left!

Left, left!

Left, right, left!

Keep peeling. I'll be back.

Very good.

Now, on to the next one.

I want this vehicle spotless,

both inside and out.

Right?

You understand your orders?

Yes.

You're in the army now, gunner.

We have a way of
addressing officers, don't we?

Yes, sir.

Heh. Good man.

Well, carry on.

Now, Edwards...

we need to lay down
something for you.

We need to ensure
that these grounds

are unaffected
by our presence...

Heh.

You wally.

Right away, sir.

Carry on.

Crusoe!

Where are you?

I'm sorry I've not been
to see you for a while.

I haven't been able
to get away until now.

Crusoe! Crusoe!

Crusoe!

Crusoe!

Where are you?

Crusoe?

Holy mackerel.

Hello, boy.

Careful. Don't tip me over.

It's good to see you, boy.

Wait! Don't go!

Crusoe!

Ah! Crusoe!

This isn't so bad.
It's fun, actually.

Crusoe!

Crusoe!

Oh!

What is it, Churchill?

Slow down, boy. Heel!

Whoa-h*-h*!

Shoo, shoo. Go away.

Crusoe, go.

Crusoe, go! Shoo!

I thought it was raining,

but when I looked
up, there he was.

No. Big as a house.

So then what happened?

I held out my hand.

"Now, Crusoe,

you have to promise
to greet me, not eat me."

Did he greet you or eat you?

He ate me.

Ha-ha. Yeah, right.
That's why you're here.

Like a sardine.

There was everything down there.

Come on.

There was even a shipwreck.

No. ANGUS: Yes.

Yes.

And I could just
see a treasure chest.

And there was money in it.

It was too far away
for me to reach.

Ha-ha. Yeah.

It was amazing.

Ma'am.

Did you...? Ma'am?

Did you need something, ma'am?

No. No.

Thank you.

For what?

For making them laugh.

Haven't heard them laugh
like that in a long time.

Especially Angus.

Oh, he's a good lad, ma'am.

Yes, he is.

I used to make
him laugh like that.

Maybe you should... try again.

What?

Well, just give him

a wee bit more of your time.

Yes.

Mr. Mowbray.

Please, call me Lewis.

Where did you get your scar?

Shrapnel.

Almost took my arm off.

It was, um...

I was a gunner
on a torpedo boat.

And we were...

We were dive-bombed
by a German plane,

and I was firing at it.

Next thing, woke up in hospital.

Is it still painful?

Ah, it's nothing.

I'm lucky, compared to
what some people have to...

It's a good thing I
didn't lose the arm.

I'd not be much of a handyman

with... one hand.

You know, that'd be...
Be a one-handyman.

Sorry.

No. I'm... I'm sorry. Well...

You will tell me if it's
troubling you, won't you?

Lieutenant?

Yes, sir?

We had any news on this
Mowbray character yet?

Uh, yes, sir. I put my report
on your desk yesterday, sir.

Mowbray's as clean
as a whistle, sir.

County records show him
born and raised in Dornoch.

Enlisted in the Royal Navy,
1939. Unblemished w*r record.

Injured in action, August 1940,

and honorably discharged.

He's something of a
hero, you might say, sir.

Thank you,
Wormsley, that'll be all.

Yes, sir.

The head on it!

Oh, and a tail like a crocodile,
only bigger. Wasn't it?

You've been telling
that story for a week,

and it changes every time.

Scales or skin?

Skin.

What's your interest, Jock?

Interest? Aye.

This is front-page news.

The Aberdeen Argus
readers will want to hear of this.

Not a word of
this is to get out.

But, Hughie, when
the w*r's over,

there could be
tourists, excursions.

This could put our
Loch Ness on the map.

I don't want it on the map.

Just leave things
the way they are.

If there's a monster
in Loch Ness,

the world has a right to know.

Aye.

Well, it's a perfect day for it.

This is awfully
nice of you, captain,

but you don't have to.

No, I want you and the children

to see the important
work that we're doing.

If it's a mammal,

it can't stay
underwater for six hours.

Mammal, my arse.

It's a monster. It
can do what it wants.

You just be ready.

This photograph
will make us all rich.

Aye, aye.

Well, the first thing we did
was to cut an access road

all the way to
the top of the hill.

All the way up to
the location. See?

Sir!

Now I know we've been
an inconvenience for you

since we've been here, but
I think you'll be impressed

by what I'm about to show you.

This location, obviously,

has been strategically chosen

for the long-range views.

Moray Firth in the east,

Loch Lochy in the west.

Now follow me. Thank you.

Now, here she is.

Our pride and joy.

Now...

before we fire up Victoria...

That's what we call her.

I need you three to remain
here on the perimeter.

And you might
wanna cover your ears.

She packs a hell of a punch.

Come on. Block your ears.

We will be firing down the loch.

Let's see what sort
of splash she makes.

All right, men. Walker.

The loch? No, he...
He can't do that.

What on earth? I
should have told you,

but there's a creature there.

A water horse.
He could get hurt.

Number two g*n. Move!

What? Stop this nonsense
and let them do their work.

No, Captain Hamilton!
No! Angus! Angus!

You mustn't! We're
to remain over here.

Mother, please listen.

He hatched from an
egg. I saved his life.

That is enough.
Mother, it's true.

He's telling the truth.

You have to believe... No! Stop!

Fire! Fire!

Very good.

What happened?

Did they k*ll Crusoe?
That can't be the end.

No, no, no.

But it was the
beginning of the end.

Poor Angus was beside
himself for his creature.

He got into terrible trouble.

Fire!

No! Don't!

Hey! You!

No! Don't! Control
yourself, boy!

Did I or did I not tell
you to wait over there?!

Angus, this is not
the place for us.

Can someone drive
us home, please?

Certainly. Uh, Corbin. Yes, sir.

Kirstie. HAMILTON: Anne.

The boy needs discipline, Anne.

The captain lost all respect
in Anne's eyes that day.

All right, Corbin.

That creature will never
surface after that bombardment.

Puddocks.

You bloody pests!

Aye.

And he blew a big hole
in Jock's plans for fame,

and Jimmy's for fortune.

More to the left! Jimmy
McGarry was a man

not to be lightly parted
from a pound or a penny.

To the right.

He had seen the monster,
and he was determined

the rest of the world
should see it too.

Get out of the picture.

Aye, go!

Off you go.

Aye. We have got it!

We're going to be rich. Rich.

You can come in
now, you daft buggers.

Everyone had a tale to
tell about the monster.

Everyone...

except poor Angus.

He was sent to bed at 6
every night for a month.

Even his goody-two-shoes sister

could not convince
their mother of the truth.

And no one had
laid sight of Crusoe

since the bombardment...

until that fateful night.

Blimey, that's it.

What's it?

The monster.

That's just what I saw.

If it's out there,
I'll catch it.

Let's go hunting, boys.

Angus.

Kirstie?

This is Lewi" idea.

If you tell Mummy I let you out,

I'll deny it.

Do you understand?

Now everyone's talking
about seeing the beast.

You have to get him to
hide better or something.

Crusoe!

Crusoe! Come!

Try again.

Crusoe!

Come!

Crusoe!

Easy, boy, it's me!

Lewis, what's happened to him?

He's gone wild, lad.

No. You're wrong.

You'll see.

Angus, be careful.

Easy, boy.

I'm your friend.

No, Angus!

It was your idea to
put him in the wild.

You said it would
be best for him.

I didn't know that
they'd sh**t at him.

This is your fault.

Will it work?

Soft spot. Back of the neck.

Consider it dead.

Did you sh**t that plane down?

What?

The plane you were
sh**ting at when you got hurt.

Well, it's not
something I brag about.

Why not?

Crusoe. Angus.

You hear that?

It's Churchill.

I think he's on to
something. Good dog!

It's that dog.

He'll tell everyone
where Crusoe is.

Wormsley, over
there. In that cove.

I'll take her in.

k*ll the engine.

Where's he gone?

Churchill?

Oi! Churchill!

Maybe he's just chasing
a rabbit or something.

That's not it.

Someone k*ll it! k*ll it!

Mayday! Mayday!
We're on the loch.

And we're under attack!

Where is he?

There he is, port side.

sh**t it! sh**t it!

Turn the boat around!

Where is it? Where is it?

Anne.

Look, I, uh...

I don't wish to
carry on like this.

I'd like to apologize for
my actions on the hill.

No, no, no. We should apologize.

Angus should never have behaved

in such an
inappropriate fashion.

Sir!

I...

Sir! We just had a
call from the loch.

We're under attack.

What?

We're under attack, sir.

Get me a sub. This could be it!

Right. Bring my jeep
round to the front.

Yes, sir.

Take the children into
the cellar. Wormsley?

Kirstie! Angus! Downstairs now!

Angus is... He's not here.

What? He's gone
down to the loch.

Oh, my God.

Come quickly. Hurry,
downstairs. Go, go, go.

This is not a drill. Yes, sir.

MRS. MacMORROW:
Clyde, bring the car round

to the front of the
house straightaway.

I can't let you.
It's too dangerous.

He's my son. You try to stop me.

Go away from me!

Go away. Go away from me!

Oh, my God. Please.

No. No, please!

Crusoe!

Go the other way! Turn around!

Please! Go.

Crusoe! Stop! Put him down!

Somebody! Help me!

Crusoe! Stop! LEWIS: Angus, no!

Someone help me!

Crusoe!

No!

Somebody! Get off
me! Help. Crusoe?

Angus?

Oh. Can you hear me?

Come on, lad. Come on,
son. Come on, Angus, breathe.

Come on!

If you have any
magic in you at all,

use it on this lad,
I'm begging you.

Put the gunners on high
alert, do you understand me?

Any sign of an enemy
vessel, you fire at will.

But, sir...

No! You fire at will!

Come on. Come on, lad.

Come on, breathe, Angus.

Come on, get some good
Scottish air in those lungs.

Come on.

Stay with me, Angus.
Stay with me, lad.

Come on. Come on,
lad, breathe. Come on.

Come on, lad. Come
on, we should go now.

You know something?

This old workshop is the
place I'll miss the most.

You'll look after it for me?

Mm-hm.

Ah.

I'll bet you grow into
these by the time I get back.

Keep them well-polished.

Oi...

We'll have none of that.

You're the man of the house now.
Need you to be strong and sure.

All right, Dad. Strong and sure.

Aye. That's my boy.

That's it. That's it.

Good lad. That's it.

Good boy.

Crusoe?

That's a good water horse.

Captain! Thanks. Oh, God.

Captain Hamilton!

Angus!

He's all right. Angus,
what happened?

What's happening?
You got to k*ll it, sir.

I was only trying
to save Crusoe.

Who's Crusoe?

You wouldn't believe
me if I told you.

A sea monster.
It was just there...

A sea monster? What
are you talking about?

I swear it. He was just there.

A sea monster?

Are you telling me this has
all been about a sea monster?

What is going on here?

Has everyone gone mad?!

A sea monster?!

There is no monster.

There's just you
with your bloody g*n.

And you.

Filling his head with tales
of sea creatures and magic?

There's no monster.
And there's no magic.

Mother...

There's just...

There's just this
w*r. And death.

And people acting insane.

What's wrong with everyone?

Angus?

Yes, Mum. I tried to tell you.

Yes, you did.

His name's Crusoe. I raised
him. Right out of an egg.

Angus, be careful!

It's all right. He's my
friend. He's peaceful. Really.

He's not peaceful at all, sir.
The damn thing tried to eat me.

Crusoe! Get out of here!

Crusoe, come!

Crusoe!

Oh, my God.

Crusoe! Come!

Good boy.

Come on. Over here.

No!

Angus!

Angus! Angus!

Faster, Crusoe! We
have to get to the net!

The sea. He's trying to
get Crusoe out to sea.

Victoria base, come in.

Victoria base, come in!

You have to do something.
You have to stop them.

All the radios are down!
We have to get to the net!

All ammunition up
here. On the double!

You were in the Royal
Navy. That's right, Mowbray?

Aye, sir.

Think you can handle this tub?

I see the channel.
Now head to sea, boy.

As fast as you can!

Come on, keep it moving.

I see something.

The rain's too heavy
to make it out clearly.

It looks like a periscope.

Good God, it is. A
German sub. Prepare to fire.

Fire!

Go under, Crusoe!
We have to go under!

There! MRS. MacMORROW: Where?

Over there! Can you
see them? I can't see him.

Rapp! Situation report?

Sir. Looks like one of
our own torpedo boats

is in pursuit of the target.

They're on the run. Don't
let them get to the sea.

Raise the nets!

Faster, Crusoe!

Go, Crusoe! Go!

What are we going to do?

MRS. MacMORROW: Angus!

Over here! Angus!

Let him go!

MRS. MacMORROW: Do as he says!

Go on, boy!

MRS. MacMORROW: Let him go!

Angus, let him go!

Let go, Angus!

MRS. MacMORROW: Let go!

You're the best
friend I've ever had.

I'll never forget you.

No, Crusoe! You can't stay
here! Go and hide in the loch.

Crusoe, go!

Don't you hear me, you
bloody fool? Do as I say.

Go!

Swim, boy! Come on!

MRS. MacMORROW: Come on!

You're nearly there.

Come on! Come on, lad.

Now give me your hand. Give
me your hand, boy. Come on.

Get him in the boat.

Now, boy. That's it. Good lad.

Where is he? Where did he go?

There he is!

- He's gonna jump the net!
- It's too high!

MRS. MacMORROW:
He'll never make it.

You did it, Crusoe!
Well done, boy!

He'll not be coming
back, will he?

I think he's meant to
be on his own, dear.

Not Crusoe.

I meant...

Daddy.

Oh...

No, love. He'll not.

Look! Look, Angus!

Up here! Come quick! Look!

Come on, quickly.

Some say the creature
comes back from time to time,

looking for his friend.

Some claim to have
seen it over the years.

But the boy never saw it again.

That's a wonderful story.

Aye. And all true,
every word of it.

Thank you, uh...

Angus.

Angus MacMorrow is the name.

He was so sweet.
I know it's true.

It's a great story,
but it's not true.

You are so cynical.

William?

William!

William.

William, where are you?

Hm.

♪ Oh, it's hard to
be A boy when ♪

♪ All the men
have Lost their joy ♪

♪ And they can't find the
ones They left behind ♪

♪ Harder still to think
Of being a man ♪

♪ In this world Of
no lessons or love ♪

♪ It's only w*r That
men be thinking of ♪

♪ Should you stay or should
You come down with me? ♪

♪ Is that the question
You're asking of me? ♪

♪ And do you think that you
can Take the answer as it is ♪

♪ You have to earn life well ♪

♪ Come down with me ♪

♪ Come down When you need me ♪

♪ But for now I want
you to be happy ♪

♪ Sometimes life
does things To you ♪

♪ That will hurt you
And confuse you ♪

♪ But when you're left
behind You're sure to find ♪

♪ I am with you Though
I can't come with you ♪

♪ I am in you And I'm
always part of you ♪

♪ And all you ever Have to do ♪

♪ To bring me to you ♪

♪ Is come down with me ♪

♪ Come down When you need me ♪

♪ But for now I want
you to be happy ♪

♪ So you must come back home ♪

♪ That's where you belong ♪

♪ You must go back home ♪

♪ You must go back home ♪

♪ That's where you belong ♪

♪ You must go back home ♪

♪ And I can't come along ♪