A Cry in the Dark Page #2

Have you any idea what that stuff

has done to your brain, Greg?

- Did she settle?

- That's Azaria crying, honey.

- That's bubby, Mummy.

- Are you sure? She was fast asleep.

Are you trying to tell me there's

something wrong with drinking beer?

Go on! Get out!

There's a dingo in the tent.

Dingo's got the baby!

God. No, please, God.

The dingo's got my baby!

What?

We're coming!

I can't see.

- Aidan, wait here.

- I can't see.

Michael!

You can't see. It's too dark.

You need a torch.

Michael, that way! You can't see!

You need a torch!

Has anybody got a torch?

The dingo's got my baby!

What's going on?

Please help me!

Get the police.

Have you got a torch?

The dingo's taken my baby.

All right. It's better if I go.

- Are you right?

- Get the police. I can't get this started.

Don't you worry about it.

- Where's the baby?

- The dingo's taken the baby. Up there!

- Has the dingo got your baby?

- Yes.

The dingo can't have our bubby

in its tummy, Mummy.

Jesus'll look after her.

You stay by the tent.

I have to keep looking and you have

to be there in case your brother wakes up.

I've gotta keep looking, darling.

You stay here.

- I need a torch!

- Here, take mine.

- It's no good. There's no beam.

- Here, Daddy.

What are you doin', mate?

What are you? Lost?

- I've lost my baby.

- Had a bit to drink, mate!

Come on, boy. Come on.

There's a good... Come on.

Come on. You can show me

where your sleeping bag is, darling.

- Reagan's dead.

- No, he's all right.

He's dead. He's dead. He's dead.

No, look, see?

He's just tuckered out. He's fine.

I'll just be sitting outside on this

rail here, all right? Just outside, OK?

Careful not to step on

any tracks, you blokes.

Whatever we find, there's no joy for you.

You know that, don't you?

I've seen what dogs do to lambs, mate.

That one there!

You're the parents?

How big was the child?

Nine weeks. Nine to ten pounds.

- Did you double-check inside the tent?

- Of course.

- What was it wearing?

- White jump suit. Everything white.

- It was wearing white.

- White jump suit. White matinee jacket.

Stay close to the camp

in case I need you, please.

Constable!

We want our daughter returned to us,

no matter what. We want her back.

Has anyone seen the head ranger?

Jesus Christ.

Torches on!

Group C, move down that way.

Group A, down that way.

The rest of you follow me.

Spread out, please.

Keep a straight line, arm's length.

The Bible says at the Second Coming,

babies will be restored

to their mothers' arms.

Mrs Chamberlain? I'm Bobby Downs.

I'm the district nurse here.

- How long's the baby...

- A little over an hour.

No, no, no. I'm gonna throw up.

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