U.F.O. Page #2
Have I lost you somewhere?
Few moments ago, Diamons Street
an official statement.
Will be shown to anyone
who are worried about.
The latest developments surrounding
the unknown phenomenon...
nothing to worry about.
Although a beautiful face is like br
/ They illuminate the English sky.
What was I supposed to do?
The last thing I would want to be
an affair.
Fiance? Exactly.
You ask me to renounce my loyalty.
Nonsense.
I just do not want you
being stabbed.
I did not want Vincent
was beaten up.
Why did Michael Vincent
not caught and they ran away?
Take your clothes off.
It just happened then...
What? You heard it.
Take your clothes off.
You'd like to.
You're too well educated to do so.
What a slut you think I am?
Do you think we can win it?
Good morning, Mr. Bradburn.
Okay, Mr. Peterson?
You look hot this morning.
Yes, it was a bit late yesterday.
I know, I heard you
come home at half past three tonight.
I'm sorry. It's okay.
There must now pay for sure?
Absolutely.
Do you have some paracetamol?
Maybe you're in luck.
Perfect.
Do you have no power?
Yes, the entire street has failed.
As low five thirty this morning.
Really?
Do you know how long it takes?
Not at all.
I go at least to Debrah
in London.
Yeah, well...
they got an emergency call yesterday evening.
An emergency meeting.
So I said she had to go by train.
Can I get her back.
Perhaps something.
What was the emergency?
No Vincent, you know the rules
the household of the Petersons.
Do not ask questions.
And tell no lies.
I know, but I just find it odd
you do not know what she's doing.
Government Crisis Managment, Vincent.
How are you feeling this morning?
Can I use your phone?
I should call the club on Dana's coat.
What's wrong with your phone?
No reception.
That's strange.
I did this morning.
And the landline?
You could also Debrah not reach.
Will probably due to the power failure.
This is not the mobile signal.
This also has no range.
The f***ing phone.
Which network are you? I have Orange.
And the landline?
Maybe there's news, try the radio.
Did you brush your teeth?
Not yet.
AM Try again.
No signal. I try FM.
Maybe what bothers same antenna masts
disturbs, also on the radio.
I have no idea, gentlemen.
I hate to leave you, but I need to
Debrah in London.
The power will not be gone all day.
But as well, I'm back tomorrow and...
I can tell you what I know.
Drive carefully, Mr. Peterson.
Look who's here.
There goes one who should be ashamed.
Your recipe has arrived this morning.
Cream for rashes.
Hilarious, did you all by yourself?
If you scratch, it spreads.
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