A Lonely Place to Die Page #2

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- Right.|- Gisky?

- Gisky. Would you like one?|- No, I'll pass.

Alright, folks,|slight change of plan, I think.

There are 40 mph winds on that peak,|but they're gusting 60.

It's supposed to die down tonight, so I|think we'll do the west face tomorrow

and just tackle the north ridge today.

It's nothing more than a diff.|You know, V diff.

So don't worry about rock shoes, helmets or|anything else that's gonna weigh you down.

We've got a lot of ground to cover.

How's the exposure on the ridge?

A bit thought provoking,|but keep hold of your harness.

- I've got mine and we'll take the rope.|- OK, good.

Got all your gear?|Don't leave anything.

The only thing I left|is for a fully qualified plumber.

Charming.

- Good morning.|- Hey, you. How's the head?

Two cups of coffee and three aspirin,|I'm almost human again.

OK?

So I guess it's a no-go|on the west face?

No. This isn't Yosemite. The weather|up here does exactly what it wants.

Yeah.

- Got the lunch, Jen?|- Yeah, that's all under control.

- What are we having?|- Sandwiches.

The pinnacle of British cuisine.|No wonder the French hate us.

- I make a pretty good sandwich.|- Well, what's in them?

Just wait and see.|The surprise is half the fun.

Just as long as it's not fish.

You should try one.|They're yummy.

Smoked mackerel and egg?|I'd rather eat my own sh*t.

No one's stopping you.

You could always scrape out the mackerel|and just eat the bread.

No, I can't do that.|It's been tainted.

You remind me of my daughter.

She's clearly a lady|of impeccable taste.

She's two.

You're such a fussy eater.|It's so surprising at your age.

Surprise is half the fun, right?

Thank f*** I brought chocolate.

Five minutes and we're off.|Everybody OK with that?

Sounds good.

It's beautiful.

I know. Scenery like this|makes me wish I could paint.

I'm gonna take a piss.

- Yeah, good to know.|- Thought you might be interested.

No, no, mate, you feel free|to keep us updated at all times.

Will do.

I've found a cracking spot.|I'm unbuttoning my fly.

I'm getting it out.|F***ing hell, it weighs a ton.

Shut up, wanker.

Hey, guys! I heard something.

Oh, yeah, what?

I dunno. Something.|Come here and check it out.

Mate, you think I'm falling for that?

I'm serious.

What is it?

- What's going on up there?|- Hold on a sec!

Just listen.

D'you hear that?

I heard it.

- What is it then?|- An animal?

- No way.|- Then what?

- Sounds to me like...|- Like what?

A person.

- Guys, get over here.|- What is it?

Just get over here.

- What is it?|- Listen.

- I hear it.|- Yeah, me too.

What is that?

I've no idea.

- Sh*t.|- What?

It's a breathing tube.

There's someone down there.

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