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along the heavy iron chain...

...to pick fresh fruit

and collect fresh water.

But soon the heaviness of our

existence weighed down upon them.

They were gasping for breath

like fish.

They cannot live in our atmosphere,

said the bishop Agobardus.

They will drown,

unless we help them to return.

To regain their freedom.

And at a speed of nine knots...

...the three men and the woman

sailed away...

...from the unbelievable that

they had experienced.

Dad. Daddy.

Easy, my boy, easy now.

I thought youd gone.

This is an island. Where would I go?

- Youre not leaving?

No.

Maybe when youve got that far.

But not before.

How far?

Far enough.

What do you mean far enough?

- To understand.

Can you get that far?

- Oh yes, sure, the farther the better.

Enough, Sam. Were going.

I think its a scarecrow.

Quite effective,

by the looks of things.

It looks like an old man,

but its not moving.

Its just standing there,

in front of that hut.

Doing nothing.

Its features are human though.

Perhaps its a sculpture.

Carved out of an old branch.

As a warning.

A kind of memento mori.

If it wasnt quite so unwieldy

Id say:
Lets buy it...

...and chuck it in the boot.

You coming?

Zoe. From the Greek.

Maxwell. Foreign Office.

Diplomatic service and all that.

In short, Zoe Maxwell,

woman in distress.

Our car has broken down.

Its broken down, the car.

Were looking for help.

This is my husband, so you see...

Not exactly your AA-man, is he?

You dont look like youre good

with cars. Thats a bit of a letdown.

But you are a man and you are strong.

We could prop up the car.

If you... Are there any other men

like you around here?

Good heavens,

here comes our memento mori.

Think hes still able

to lift anything?

Did you see the look on his face?

It took him by surprise.

It would have surprised them

in the salon diplomatique too.

Thats your problem, Sam,

you cant enjoy having nothing.

Yes, do check. They might have

expired these last few hours.

If you had just booked a package

holiday, we wouldnt be here now.

They would simply have given us

a new car.

Im not a tourist, Sam.

Im a traveller.

I wonder if hes ever seen

a woman in the flesh before.

I dont think you two ever made

him worry about being dirty.

This heat.

Id like to roll around in the sand

stark naked.

Do you know the feeling?

Twenty years ago I wouldnt have

hesitated for a second.

And now Im supposed

to be too old?

He doesnt understand me.

Everything I say

falls into a bottomless pit.

What the hell.

This is real travelling.

When I first met my husband...

I used to think

diplomats travelled a lot.

I didnt have a clue.

A man who had to travel for his work

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