A Cry in the Dark Page #4

Michael, the police are here.

Sorry, Mrs Chamberlain.

No news yet, I'm afraid.

Will you be in later for me to bring round

a notification of death for the coroner?

Oh, yes. Yes.

Or in the office phoning our parents.

Thank you.

Michael, you'd better

ring your president too.

Mummy, where's bubby?

Just put in the name of the child.

Hi, Mrs Chamberlain. Thought you might

like some help with the boys.

Oh, thanks.

I got some Lasix from the clinic.

- Beg your pardon?

- Tablets. Help dry up your milk.

Oh, yes.

And, um... you'll be needing

this breast pump most likely.

Mr Chamberlain.

There are press calling.

I had the ABC radio on the line.

They insist on talking to you.

I don't know. What would you advise?

We were just about to eat.

We heard a cry out.

My wife hurried back to the tent.

She saw a big yellow dog

coming out of the tent. Over.

It was a dingo, Michael.

Not a big yellow dog. A dingo.

Azaria Chantel Loren. Over.

- What difference does it make?

- It's not right.

It had probably stalked the baby

as we'd been there the second night.

Listen to this.

To many

this is called Ayers Rock,

but to us it will always be Azaria's Rock.

- Is that you, Mr Chamberlain? Over.

- Speaking. Over.

I was wondering whether you could take

a few photographs to run with this story.

We can't get up there to cover this,

unfortunately. There's just no way.

You do want people to be warned

about the dangers up there? Over.

He wants me to take some photographs

for his newspaper.

You don't have to if you don't want to.

She'll never have a grave.

Nothing to remember her by.

Boys. Just stand in front of

the tent for me, will you?

Keep going, if you would. Thank you.

Mr Chamberlain, when you're ready.

We were very shocked, of course,

but at that stage we still had some hope...

Can we just do that again?

That's OK. I've done some journalism

myself. I think I know what you mean.

OK, right. Rolling. And... go.

Well, it was shocking,

but we just held out some little hope.

But when we saw

the spots of blood on the tent,

we knew as we looked

that this was a very quick event.

And this morning, when we saw

the sharp, ripped, jagged marks

on that very thickly-woven blanket,

that this was a powerful beast

with very sharp teeth.

lt was more than a domestic dog

that did this.

OK, stop it there. It gets boring after this.

Now run this. I want to cut to her.

- That won't cut.

- Yes, it will if you wait till after the pan,

and put his last line over

to disguise the question.

I want some good sci-fi music to go

over this to give it some atmosphere.

News is art, huh?

We knew that

this was a powerful beast

- with very sharp teeth.

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