Carry on Screaming! Page #2

Well... I dunno.

We just sort of felt like it.

- "Felt... like... it."

- Felt like what?

- I wouldn't like to say, Sergeant.

- I'm asking him!

Well, Mr Potter?

Well, we... we just felt like getting

a bit of fresh air... and that.

I see.

- Getting a bit of what?

- Fresh air and that.

- What's that?

- Same as the other.

- Oh, I see.

- Well, Mr Potter,

you took her into the woods.

How far did you go?

Oh, not very far,

cos I've only known her a year.

Don't put that down!

No, what I meant was, erm...

how far did you get... into the woods?

Oh! Oh, not very far.

Just to this little clearing I know.

Do you happen to know

what Doris was wearing?

Yes. Erm... a sort of erm...

white, frilly blouse,

with a... a dark-green jacket,

and a long green skirt.

- Did you get that down?

- No. As I said, I've only known her a year.

I'm talking to my assistant!

Don't worry, Sergeant. Got it down.

Good.

So, that's all you can tell us,

Mr Potter?

There is one thing.

I found this where she'd been sitting.

'Ello, 'ello, 'ello!

What have we here, then?

- I'd say it was a finger, Sergeant.

- I know it's a finger!

Is it... one of... hers, Mr Potter?

No! What sort of girl do you think

I'd go outwith?

Right. Take that down to the lab.

I want a full report first thing.

Yes, Sergeant.

On your way out,

stop off at the desk and enquire:

has anybody reported

the loss of a finger this evening?

Yes, of course, Sergeant.

Why didn't I think Of that?

Now, Mr Potter.

I want you to show me exactly where

you and the young Lady were.

- Through here.

- Slobotham? Slow?

- Sergeant?

- You stay here.

- All by myself, Sergeant?

- Yes, Slobotham, all by yourself.

If I shall require any assistance,

I shall give three sharp blasts. Got it?

Yes, Sergeant. Blast, blast, blast, sir.

I beg your pardon.

On my whistle.

Immediately on hearing that,

you will surround the entire area.

But I can't surround the entire area

by myself, Sergeant.

Excuses, excuses.

Always excuses!

Why don't you young fellas get married?

It's much easier.

That's where we were.

A-ha!

Is that you, Sergeant?

How do you do?

- Do you notice it?

- What?

It smells as if something's been

dead too long.

Well, don't look at me.

Peculiar. Very peculiar.

Was it here before?

- I didn't notice it.

- Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes!

What could it be?

I don't know.

Let's get back to the station.

Slobotham! Where are you?

Slobotham, where are you?

Look!

Aaaaargh!

What's the matter with you?

It's me!

Oh, I'm sorry, Sergeant. I thought

it was that horrible thing again!

What horrible thing?

I don't know.

It was something unspeakable.

- Unspeakable?

- Yes. Never said a word.

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