In Fear Page #2

- Well, no... he was in mid-conversation.

It hung up. I'm just going

to try to call back.

- Um...

- I'm going to go.

- I'm going.

- Come on.

- No, wait. I have to...

- I'm going.

(SIGHS) Sh*t.

(BEEPS)

It's not answering.

I don't have any signal.

LUCY:
The Land Rover.

Wait, wait, wait.

Stop him. Stop him.

(HONKS HORN)

- Hey! Hey!

- Hey! Hey! Hey!

Well, it must be that way.

- What do you mean? Why?

- That's the way he came from.

- So what?

- So it's that way,

'cause he must have come

from the hotel.

Yeah, but no. He left us

before we went into the...

through the gate.

Yeah, well, he's obviously

gone and got someone,

and then he's going back...

he's gone back,

and he's going back

to get someone else.

Ah.

"Kilairney House Hotel" left.

Well, it says the hotel's

meant to be secluded,

so... must be...

How can we be back

at this bit again?

You must have done something wrong.

We haven't done anything wrong.

Followed the signs.

Well, let's just go

back to the pub,

and they can send someone

to meet us there.

Okay. Let's do that.

LUCY:
This isn't the way we came.

We're going back.

We can't be.

We just can't see it yet

'cause of all the trees.

Tom, we're going in circles.

We can't, Lucy. We're nearly there.

- How are we nearly there?

- We are.

We don't know where we're going.

LUCY:
What are you doing?

I'll go ahead and check,

see if I can see it from outside.

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

(RUSTLING CONTINUES)

(RUSTLING STOPS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(GATE CREAKS)

Tom?

Tom?

(SIGHS)

Tom?

(SCREAMS)

Whoa! It's me. It's me.

(TOM LAUGHS) What?

- Come on.

- Did you pull my hair?

No.

Hurry up.

Scared?

TOM:
Aw.

- We're not lost, by the way.

- Oh, really?

But if we were...

it's not either of our faults.

- (CAR HORN BLARING)

- (WINGS FLUTTER)

Tom...?

(HORN BLARING)

(HORN BLARING)

Tom?

(BLARING STOPS)

(TOM WHISPERS)

Come on, get in. Hurry up.

Hurry up. Come on, come on. Get in.

- (BLARING RESUMES)

- F***ing hell.

- Keys aren't in the car.

- What do you mean?

They're not in the car.

- They're not in your pocket?

- No, they're not in my pocket.

They have to be around here, then.

- (BLARING STOPS)

- They have to be here.

If you say you left them in the

car, then they have to be here.

(BLARING RESUMES)

- F***ing hell.

- Tom! God.

- F***, there they are.

- Were they there all the time?

No. I don't know.

TOM:
Ahem.

I don't know why

I was so scared there.

You were scared there as well.

(CHUCKLES) I see you were.

Huh?

You were quite...

At the time,

I thought someone like,

was gonna to be

sitting at the bush,

waiting for me or something,

jumping out.

I must have taken the keys

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