phone. Stay there. If it rings, call me. Hello. Is Dr. Bennell there? -Yes. I'll get him. -Never mind. Just tell him the Sacramento circuits are still busy... and ask him if he wants me to keep trying. All right. Hold on. Miles, the circuits are still busy! Tell her to keep trying! Also, try San Francisco and Washington! We're getting out of here right now. Where are we going? Sally's! We're still unable to get through to Los Angeles. Do you wish me to keep trying? Dr. Bennell? Dr. Bennell? I needed someone I could trust... and I figured Sally, my nurse, was my best bet. I decided to try to phone her to see if she was at home. Maybe they hadn't taken over the pay phones. I'll try the pay phone. Hey, Mac! Oh, hi, doc. How are you? Will you get me a couple gallons fast? Sure. Martha, doc's in a hurry! Get the windshield, will you? I have to have the keys to open the gas tank. Somebody sick out this way? There's been an accident. Funny. We haven't heard about it. It just happened. Before I could even get her number... I saw Mac closing the trunk of my car. He could have been checking my spare tire... but I didn't think so. That should do it. Thank you. All set? -All set, doc. -Fine. Thanks. -Put it on my bill, will you? -Sure, doc. What's the matter? We've got to make it to Sally's house. I wasn't sure I could trust anyone... but I took a chance and drove to Sally's anyway. When I saw several cars in front of the house... I decided to play it safe. What's wrong? Probably nothing, but we're not going in there... until I'm sure it's safe. Slide under the wheel and get out of here fast... if anybody shows up looking for us. The baby asleep yet, Sally? Not yet, but she will be soon... and there'll be no more tears. Shall I put this in her room? Yes. In her playpen. No, wait. Maybe I'd better take it. Why don't you go in, Miles? We've been waiting for you. Becky, start the car! Quick! Becky, get going! Attention, all units... attention, all units-- apprehend and detain... Dr. Miles Bennell and Becky Driscoll... now believed heading north... in a black and white Ford sedan... license number 2-X-3-7-7-9-6. All units designated as roadblocks... move to your stations. It is urgent. These two persons must be detained... and not permitted to leave Santa Mira. Repeat--it is urgent... Be on the lookout for a 1 955 black and white Ford sedan... license number 2-X-3-7-7-9-6. We'll try to make it to my office. Cut into that alley on the right. [Door opens] Do you think he'll come back? I don't think they'll check again before morning. By then, Jack should be here with help. What if Jack doesn't get through? He's gotta get through. Here. Take two of these. They'll help you to stay awake. We can't close our eyes all night. We may wake up changed... into something evil and inhuman. In my practice, I've seen how people... have allowed their humanity to drain away. Only, it happens slowly instead of all at once. They didn't seem to mind. But just some people. All of us--a little bit. We harden our hearts and grow callous. Only when we have to fight to stay human... do we realize how precious it is to us... how dear... as you are to me. Maybe that's Jack trying to find us. He'd know better than to use the phone. Where is he? Why doesn't he come? Just like any Saturday morning. Len Pearlman, Bill Bittner... Jim Clark and his wife Shirley and their kids... people I've known all my life. What time is it? Seven forty-five. Yeah, I know. It's too early to be so busy. What are they doing here? There's the answer. There must be strangers in town. They're waiting for the bus to come and go. There isn't another one through here until 1 1 :00. Farmers. Grimaldi, Pixley... Gessner! Crescent City. If you have Crescent City families, step to truck one. Crescent City... the first truck. ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Набалдашник и метла на английском - текст Бабье лето на английском - текст Посредник на английском - текст Бетховен 4 на английском - текст Гарфилд на английском |