Danny Deckchair Page #4

What's that?

- What's...

- What is that?

It's a UFO.

Oh my God.

Come on, let's go.

Come on, let's go!

Oh God.

Better get you to a doctor.

Dave, Dave, I saw it.

Bloody brig and bright

and it went down right over there.

- Right behind Glenda Lake's place.

- Glenda's house?

- All right, guys.

- Landed at Glenda's?

Thank you.

That's okay.

- Where am I?

- You're in Clarence.

- And where is that?

- Northern Rivers.

All the way up there!

So I did it. I really did it.

Where did you come from?

I uh...

Get out of the way!

Get out of the f***ing way.

Get out of the way. Get back...

Don't shoot, don't shoot.

We come in peace.

- Glenda, are there more of them?

- More of what?

More of... More of...

I don't know. More of what, Dave?

I don't know.

Glenda, just come towards us.

- Come away from him.

- No, he's mine.

- What? A guest?

- I mean, he's a guest of mine.

Since when do you have a guest?

Is it too hard to believe, Dave,

that I have a man in my house?

Who the hell is he then?

- I just came down from...

- Lismore.

He's down from Lismo. He's an old

professor of mine from Lismore Uni.

Just here for a visit, Dave.

You never told me

about any professor.

It's none of your business.

And what do you think you're doing.

- Barging in my house like this?

- Well...

What was that that came down

your backyard, then?

It was one of your stupid fireworks.

It set my tree on fire.

If my friend hadn't put it out, it

would have burned the whole house down.

All right.

So you know each other then?

Yeah.

Come on, Dave.

Sorry about that, Glenda.

Sorry, mate, Professor.

Come on now.

- Uh, I'm sorry.

- No worries.

- Welcome to Clarence, Professor.

He's from Lismore.

He's kind of cute if you ask me.

This is the busiest

this house has been in a while.

Mm-mm.

We need these photos now.

Where did he go?

What made him do it?

These questions are on the lips

of everyone in this Sydney suburb.

No, I'm sorry,

she's not taking calls right now.

We're keeping the line free.

Goodbye.

- That's my house on TV.

- It was a joke gone out of hand.

They're talking about my Danny.

Let us in.

Kaz?

It's me, Pete, open up.

- But I'm a friend of the family.

- What are you doing?

No, I'm a friend of Trudy's.

- Trudy, Trudy!

- What are you doing here?

I just wanna help.

I only want to help.

- Do you two know each other?

- Trudy?

I'll put you on TV, okay?

Prime time, a million viewers.

Trudy,

you can make a personal plea.

Somebody out there

must have seen something.

It's your best chance

of finding him, really.

It's worth a shot, Trud.

It's worth... it's worth a shot.

You're a cop?

Good morning to you too.

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