"How did it happen?" "How did the world get swallowed up so quickly?" "'" "Bill!" "It was because we had our eyes closed." "Even when we could see." "Billy!" "And we let them get too close." "Bill!" "It had been 30 years since my mother was killed by a triffid." "She was trying to understand them." "I've been doing the same ever since." "For me, it's always been personal." "For the rest of the world, the triffids were simply a practical solution." "They contained an oil that quickly replaced fossil fuels." "Triffids became man's best friend." "But they didn't see the consequences." "And I couldn't get them to listen." "I'm disconnecting this triffid." "Confirmed." "Triffid tether de-activated." "Dr. Masen, you're clear to start your reaction test." "Still trying to get something else out of the triffs, Dr. Bill?" "Well, yes." "I suppose I am." "You really think they can hear?" "More like they can feel the sound waves." "The reaction time..." "The triffids are getting faster with every new generation." "They seem to be evolving on their own." "Lucy..." "Yeah?" "Taser." "Sorry." "Thank you." "Breeding triffids for their oil came at a price." "The oil companies were forced to lock them away and keep the world in the dark." "Paper records check." "Sure." "Can I see your papers?" "There were those who thought we shouldn't interfere with Mother Nature." "Yet were ignorant to the danger that waited inside the refinery walls." "Waiting for the chance to be free." "We have an orchard security breach." "Received and understood." "Tether the triffid." "Do not enter the orchard without back-up." "Negative." "They'll never last that long." "I'm going in now." "All units to the orchard immediately." "Head of Security needs urgent assistance." "Get back!" "Stay back, or she gets that again!" "So what goes on in here, then?" "What are you hiding?" "Put her glasses back on and then we can talk." "Glasses?" "Please, put them on." "Please." "I don't think so." "Put mine on her." "Please!" "You do it." "I know who you are!" "Dr. Bill Masen." "I bet the triffids know exactly what you are." "You should listen to them, Doctor." "Huh." "You might learn something, instead of stealing their oil, messing with their genes." "What's wrong?" "You lost your tongue?" "Huh?" "You got an opinion, Doctor?" "People need to know what's going on in here!" "Get him out of here!" "Get him out of here!" "Look at the sky!" "Stay where you are." "Don't move." "Look at the sun!" "Look at it!" "Open the door!" "Let me go!" "Get out of the way!" "Bill." "Thank God." "I thought I'd lost you." "Must have been a young plant." "Venom sac's not fully developed yet." "You hold on in there, Dr. Bill." "We'll be in London soon." "They say it'll be the greatest light show ever." "Northern lights seen as far south as Hawaii, a veritable rainbow of comets." "But is it another result of the global cooling triffid scientists have been boasting about, or something else?" "With me is astrophysicist Edward Vorless." "Welcome, Professor." "So, tell me, do we have the triffids to thank for the fireworks, too?" "Oh, we can certainly thank the triffids, or at least their marvellous oil for saving us from global warming." "But the fireworks, no." "So, what is the cause?" "The sun." "Tonight we will see its true power." "It will unleash a solar storm." "An unbelievably vast explosion of gas and nuclear fire that will send billions of tons of irradiated plasma shooting towards the Earth." "And is there any risk to us?" "Any precautions we should take?" "Only if you are a satellite." "We humans will suffer no harm." "We should sit back and enjoy the fireworks." "Well, thank you, Professor." "So tonight we'll be covering this phenomenon from round the globe." "My bosses are even putting me on camera." "You know, you people should come clean abut how dangerous these plants are." "Tell me, why do triffids always go for the eyes?" "I don't know." "Well, you should find out." "Cos I'd say you have a 50-50 chance of losing your sight." "Or of keeping it." "Hello, I'm Jo Playton, coming to you from the heart of London." "And the sky really is quite spectacular." "It's like the aurora borealis, only a lot brighter..." "We can see the bloody sky, Jo." "Talk to some people." "Get them on camera." "3, 2, 1..." "Then, we're gonna' go to Sydney." "Jim, you're up." "Jo, bring him in." "..happening millions of miles away." "Later, I'll be talking to people here and getting their reactions." "But now, let's go over to Jim Watts in Sydney." "OK, Jim." "The sun is so bright, it's really hard to see the sky." "Jo, get yourself down the Tube." "Talk to some people who are ignoring this whole damn thing." "Make it entertaining, will you, love?" "All right, I'm trying." "I'll be back for you, Dr. Bill." "How long will he be out for?" "At least 24 hours." "Shame he'll miss the light show." "Is everything OK?" "Yeah." "Looks like it's about to start." "I've often dreamt about that night." "About what it would have looked like." "Some said it was glorious, as if the heavens ignited and God himself was conducting the show." "It's started and it's unbelievable." "We never expected anything like this." "And we get reports that it's the same all over the world." "Pauline, what's happening here?" "Is this us or is it them?" "Come on, people, why are we losing these?" "And there's another one." "Can someone tell me what's going on?" "Paris has gone." "Moscow, Moscow's gone." "I don't know, I have no idea." "12:03." "That was the time, the hour and the minute when the world went dark." "When the world changed." "When the clock started ticking, counting down." "Hello?" "Nurse!" "Are you a doctor?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "But, no..." "I need you to look at my eyes." "Yes, well I'm not that kind of a doctor." "Ah, Shut up." "What's happening?" "What's going on?" "You have a 50-50 chance of losing your sight." "...at least 24 hours..." "You people should come clean how dangerous these plants are." "...You have a 50-50 chance of losing your sight..." "Tell me, why do triffids always go for the eyes..." "You people should come clean at least 24..." "...losing..." "...dangerous" "You have....50-50...24 hours...chance..." "At least 24 hours..." "You have a..." "Tell me, why do triffids always go for the eyes?" "Could all passengers return to their seats immediately?" "Please fasten your seatbelt and assume the crash position." "Could all passengers return to their seats immediately?" "Please fasten your seatbelts and assume the crash position." "Billy!" "Yes!" "Somebody, just bring help!" "Help!" "Matthew?" "Matthew?" "Matthew, is that you?" "No." "No, it's not Matthew." "They did something to my eyes." "I need to find a doctor." "There aren't any." "I want to go home." "Listen, I'm going to go and find out what's happened and then I'll come back for you, OK?" "Oh, no." "No, please." "Please." "I will come back." "Please..." "Would all staff adopt Code 17 procedure." "Would all staff adopt Code 17 procedure." "Dr. Kotch!" "Dr. Kotch, it's Bill." "Bill Masen." "You operated on me yesterday." "On my eyes." "You can see?" "Yes, I can see." "You can see." "What's happening?" "What's happening?" "Everyone's blind, but not you!" "What?" "I don't understand." "What do you mean, everyone's blind?" "It must have been the sun, the solar storm." "Everyone staring at the sky." "You couldn't watch it, could you?" "I'll get help." "I'll get help." "Look, there must be someone who knows what's going on." "I'll get help!" "Let me go." "Listen to me." "Let me go!" "Listen to me!" "Would all staff adopt Code 17 procedure." "...my sight." "I've lost it." "I've lost it." "Attention, please." "Due to a reported emergency, would all passengers leave the station immediately" "Simon?" "Simon!" "Attention, please." "Due to a reported emergency, would all passengers leave the station immediately'" "Hello?" "Attention, please." "Help!" "Due to a reported emergency, would all passengers leave the station immediately" "Anyone here?" "Help!" "..all passengers..." "Give it back." "Uh, let me help you." "It's mine!" "Yes." "Here it is." "Mum!" "Here we are." "Sorry." "Can you see?" "Yeah." "I can, but..." "I don't understand." "What's happened?" "We can't see." "Nobody can." "Have you heard any news?" "The TV and radio went off." "But if there were more people like you..." "What do you mean like me?" "Come home with us." "Please." "I'd like to, but..." "Please." "Can you see for us?" "Can she see?" "Can you, love?" "I have to get home myself." "I..." "Come with me!" "Help me find food." "No, we were talking to her." "Help me first!" "Then you can go home, all right." "I know her voice." "Let go of me!" "She's on the radio." "I mean it!" "It's Jo Playton." "She's getting away!" "Jo?" "Where are you going?" "Please..." "Please, please." "She's going." "Jo!" "She's getting away!" "Wait!" "Where's she going?" "Thank God." "Things were getting crazy there." "It's been a bit crazy everywhere." "What are you doing?" "You're drunk." "No." "You're blind!" "Not any more I'm not." "Get in the car!" "Officer!" "Officer, I need..." "I need help." "Go to the police station!" "What's she done?" "Under arrest." "No!" "No!" "No!" "Where is she?" "Please!" "Don't let him go!" "Hold that man!" "Please!" "Please!" "He's got my gun!" "Where is she?" "I didn't think there was anyone else." "Anyone to help." "You OK?" "Thank you." "I'm" " I'm Jo." "Bill." "Bill Masen." "Will you be all right?" "Where are you going?" "Whitehall." "I have to find someone in authority who knows what's happening." "I mean, who knows how long the power's going to last?" "The power?" "Isn't that the least of our worries?" "The electricity on the farms could go down." "The farms?" "The triffid farms." "Help!" "Help!" "Pick up the phone!" "Come on." "Hello?" "Who are you?" "What are you doing?" "Who are you?" "Soon be free." "Nothing." "No network." "Shit!" "God." "Is it just us?" "That's what we need to find out." "How come you missed the show?" "I was in hospital, for an eye operation." "What is that?" "Can we get through?" "No." "This is a secure area!" "But we're sighted." "There are no sighted left." "Well." "You're what?" "5'10", ginger hair." "And you look just as scared as the rest of us." "Please let us in." "If I let you in, will you check if there's anyone else inside?" "Why aren't you letting us in?" "We need help." "Food." "Water." "Stay where you are." "Sergeant!" "Let us through!" "That's enough." "Now get back." "Why aren't you letting us in?" "Stay where you are!" "Get back or my men will shoot!" "Now get back." "Get back from the gates." "I've got his gun!" "Get off!" "That's government?" "Blind policemen shooting each other?" "I've got to get to my dad." "I've got to make sure he's OK." "Well, you must have family, right?" "Someone close?" "No." "I have to get going." "Where to?" "Back to where I work." "The world's falling apart and you have to check on some plants." "Triffids aren't just some plants." "So..." "I'll say goodbye and..." "No." "No." "Don't!" "No." "I need to get a car." "Then we go together." "Please?" "Yeah." "Come on, Daddy." "This one." "Power can't have failed this soon." "It doesn't make sense." "What did this?" "Triffids." "I don't understand." "You're telling me that triffids can move?" "And do this to people?" "Yes." "Keep your eyes open and keep moving." "The orchard's been breached as well." "What is this place?" "It's where the male triffids are confined." "Or it should be." "Stay close." "What happened to him?" "Triffids are carnivores." "They eat people." "Did you know him?" "No." "No." "He's the idiot who let them out." "Oh, no." "Not Lucy." "She fought." "She was blind, but she fought." "I'm sorry." "Was she your...?" "She was my friend." "You people knew." "You knew that they were dangerous and yet it never got out." "Triffid oil saved the world from global warming." "You think it would have made any difference if you had known?" "But if..." "At least you have a generator." "Until the Triffoil runs out." "There's a sofa." "You should get some rest." "What are you going to do?" "I need to get my research before it's too late." "Bill, will you take me to my dad's?" "He lives near Windsor." "It's miles from the triffid farms." "Yeah." "I spent my whole life working with triffids, trying to make sense of them." "And now my obsession seemed more important than ever." "What's that sound?" "Triffid recordings." "They're communicating." "So what are they saying?" "That's what I've been trying to work out." "It's the basis of my research." "This device contains years of triffids' communications." "I've proved there's signs of evolving intelligence." "So far I've failed to work out what they're saying." "And now they're free." "Come on." "Let's get your dad." "How many farms are there?" "Across the world?" "Tens of thousands." "In England, 500." "Each one holds about 20,000 triffids." "10 million meat-eating plants." "How do they reproduce?" "Same as other plants." "The males pollinate the females." "That's why it was essential that we controlled the males." "And now they're out." "Dad!" "Dad?" "Dad, it's me, Jo!" "Dad?" "Dad?" "Dad!" "Jo!" "Dad!" "Dad!" "Jo, stop!" "Dad!" "Stop!" "Dad!" "Dad!" "Dad!" "Jo!" "Stop!" "Jo!" "Dad!" "Jo!" "No!" "Don't!" "Don't." "Do something!" "There's nothing we can do." "He's dead!" "We have to get out of here." "They're everywhere, Jo!" "No, he can't be dead." "You bastard!" "He's my dad!" "Give it to me." "I shouldn't have left you." "Jo." "Jo, we have to get out of here." "Come on." "If we stay here, they'll kill us, too." "Come on." "They're all around us." "Jo, we have to go." "Bill, stop the car." "That's when we knew that our day was over and the day of the triffids had begun." "We need to warn people." "Bill, go over there." "This is an emergency broadcast from the BBC in London." "Most of the people in the United Kingdom, and we believe the world, have been struck blind." "There is no government." "But there is a bigger threat to us at this time." "With me is triffid expert, Dr. Bill Masen." "Dr. Masen, what do people need to know about the triffids?" "They're extremely dangerous." "And how are they dangerous?" "What do they do?" "Well, triffids are large, carnivorous plants that can move independently." "But because of the blinding, they've escaped and so they're no longer being fed on the farm." "They've started..." "They've started to..." "We know that they have started to attack and eat people." "They have a fatal sting capable of reaching up to 15ft." "And they make a distinctive rustling tick-tocking kind of noise." "So if you hear or see one, you must keep your distance." "Where do you think that the triffids are heading?" "They'll gravitate towards the cities, to where the most abundant source of food is... us." "So, if you are sighted, then arm yourselves and do what you can to protect those around you, especially the blind, and... tell anyone that you can." "My parents were botanists and they researched the triffids in Zaire." "I was 6, so I was with them." "It was my father that saw, with... some genetic modification, the tremendous opportunity for oil production." "So he brought them back?" "All of this is his fault." "Well, no." "He provided us with a cheap, endlessly replaceable, pollution-free source of fuel that solved the energy crisis." "He saved the world." "My mother felt differently." "Where are they now?" "Well, I haven't seen my father for years." "We don't get on." "And my mother... she died in Zaire... of a triffid sting." "Billy!" "This really is it, isn't it?" "I'm afraid so." "To the future." "No." "To the past." "It was beautiful... and we didn't take care of it." "Hello?" "Who are you?" "I'm from MI5." "I'd like to see the Prime Minister." "This is where he lives, isn't it?" "You'll need to make an appointment." "Of course." "Hilda." "Who are you?" "I'm Torrence." "I'll just have a look round." "But you can't..." "Excuse me." "Excuse me!" "You OK?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "I'm brilliant." "I'll be next door." "You know what?" "If it's all the same, would you stay in here?" "Morning, Hilda." "You can't stay here." "Well... the PM's not coming back, I take it." "Out running the country?" "He's gone." "They all have." "Well, then there's just you and me." "There must be others." "There's an emergency broadcast on the radio." "Well, play it for me, Hilda." "With me is triffid expert, Dr. Bill Masen." "Dr. Masen, what do people need to know about the triffids?" "They're extremely dangerous." "And how are they dangerous?" "What do they do?" "Well, triffids are large, carnivorous plants that can move independently." "But because of the blinding..." "Haven't got anything to eat, have you?" "A sandwich?" "I'll make it." "Then we can go for a little drive." "Jo." "Jo, wake up." "Just saw 2 flares coming from the city." "A signal?" "Yeah." "This means there's other people." "People like us." "People who can see." "Triffids." "Yeah, they're moving faster than I thought." "They're only a couple of miles from the city." "Bill, who is that?" "Hello." "Hi." "I'm Torrence." "Heard on the radio there's a bit of panic developing about triffids." "Judging from the mess here," "I think they're right." "Help yourself to guns." "We could do with some weapons." "I'm Jo." "Are you on your own?" "Why do you ask?" "We're going to the city." "We believe there's a sighted group there." "Tell you what, why don't you come and join my group?" "Who's in it?" "Me." "I think we're fine on our own." "OK." "See you down the road." "Torrence?" "Yeah?" "How come you can see?" "Luck." "I'm a naval engineer." "Military submarines." "Got caught doing a routine maintenance when all that went up." "People I was with..." "Well..." "Enjoy the weather." "Jo..." "Enchanté." "Seatbelt on, please, Hilda." "Is this justice?" "To leave the rest of your fellow citizens in the dark?" "Do you think you're special?" "These people aren't good enough?" "Where's your British sense of fair play?" "Look at them!" "Are we supposed to just stand by and let them die?" "We have to help." "I've done everything I can to keep these people fed and safe." "But I can't do it on my own!" "Everyone who can see can easily look after those who can't." "One day they'll find a cure and these people will find out who helped and who looked away." "These people have every right to live, the same as you!" "That's enough." "You and your friends must move along." "We're not going anywhere." "Come on, guys." "Release her." "My men will shoot." "Shoot the blind?" "You wouldn't dare." "Over their heads, one round." "Leave or the next ones will hit." "Don't you have any compassion?" "You don't deserve to have your sight." "None of you do." "It's not over." "What should we do?" "I need to know if these people can help." "Go ahead." "Crawl in there with the rest of the cowards." "There are 30 of us so far, all sighted and another 10 highly-skilled, blind." "We expect more will come." "And we have our own generator." "Who are you?" "Michele Beadley." "I work for the Home Office." "So there is still a government?" "No." "There's just us." "If you want to join us, you'll have to pull your weight." "Do what, exactly?" "To forage for essential supplies." "The colonel has lists of what we need." "And what plans have you made to defend yourselves against the triffids?" "I'm more concerned about our nuclear power stations than triffids, Mr. Masen." "It's Dr. Masen, and nuclear power stations can't move; triffids can." "The triffids will stay on the farms." "They won't and they're not." "Excuse me?" "I've read the official research." "In the event..." "That research was commissioned by the Triffoil companies." "Triffids need food, meat." "If it's not there, they'll go and get it." "And the biggest available source of food is us." "They're large, slow, easy to avoid." "Not if you're blind." "Triffids have been genetically modified to die within 3 years, and the male plants are under strict control on the farms." "Kingston Farm was sabotaged and the male plants have escaped." "And when they start to pollinate the females the situation will be catastrophic." "Which will take what, months, weeks?" "It could be days." "Well, whatever emergency plans there were, they clearly can't be implemented." "Therefore our priorities remain as food, fuel, weapons and accommodation." "And what about the triffids?" "Well, you're the expert." "What would you do?" "Don't worry." "I promised to look after you and I will, one way or another." "Yep." "I'm Torrence." "I'm Steve." "Hi." "Cory." "Hi." "You gotta' meet Major Coker." "Major Coker." "I'm Torrence." "Torrence, hey." "I was driving." "I saw you." "Need any help?" "You bet." "The blind won't survive on their own." "So we're planning to round up all the sighted we can, if they want to help or not." "Have you seen Dr. Masen?" "No." "Let's come to order." "OK, let's begin." "We face what happened to Britain when the Romans left, 1600 years ago." "Everything will crumble- roads, railways, hospitals." "This is our proposal." "We find somewhere in the country and then we start to rebuild." "Have you had news from other countries?" "Is there any help on its way?" "We think what happened here happened everywhere." "We're not expecting any help from outside." "And what about the blind?" "I'm afraid we have no plans for them." "What?" "We have no alternative." "We are too few, they are too many." "We can't look after them." "We can't feed them." "I see no way to save them." "And no point in dying with them." "It's wrong." "It's so wrong." "Bill?" "You're leaving?" "Where are you going?" "To my father's place in Shirning." "I've got to work out how to deal with them." "Well, you'd better go then." "Look, it's not my first choice... it's my only choice." "You know, I'm clutching at straws." "He may not even have survived." "I don't know." "His...." "You know." "His original research, it might help." "But we're running out of time." "I'm coming with you." "Jo." "Jo..." "You might not agree with Beadley, but you'll have a much better chance of survival if you stay with her." "She's wrong." "What they're doing is ruthless." "Jo, you need people." "I don't need these people." "You'll be safer with her." "Jo... we were an accident." "We met by accident but... we stayed together on purpose, didn't we?" "I'll get the gate!" "Remember, tear gas and smoke grenades only!" "I don't want to hurt them!" "Go!" "Go!" "Go!" "Tear gas!" "Get off!" "Jo." "Get off me!" "Bill!" "Get off me!" "Get off me!" "Bill!" "Torrence!" "Get him out of here!" "Bill!" "Take him out!" "Take him out!" "Bill." "Yeah, turn around." "Yeah, look at me." "Look at me." "Look at me." "Can you stand?" "Yeah." "Hold on." "Attention, all sighted." "Each of you will be handcuffed to a blind citizen." "Bring it up." "It is now your job to keep them alive." "Great." "Move." "I'm Jeff." "Sorry about all this." "Don't be." "It's not your fault." "I used to be a mechanic." "Weren't a bad old life as long as it lasted." "Well, I guess I'm one of the lucky ones." "Why, because you can still see?" "Rather you than me, mate." "Hey." "Sorry about the strong-arm tactics, but you weren't going to help us of your own accord." "Coker, what's going on?" "You've been split into groups." "The sighted will take care of the blind." "Make sure they have food and shelter." "We're going to divide London into sections." "And what do you plan to do in these sections?" "I mean, about the triffids?" "The triffids aren't our priority." "Yeah, well, they should be." "We've seen what they can do and so has he." "What matters now is organization." "What's your role in all of this?" "My role?" "I thought you said you were on your own." "Then I met Major Coker." "His plan to take over London interests me." "Sorry, Jo." "All right." "Guides will take you to your sections." "Let's load up, guys." "Look after Hilda for me, Jo!" "We got to load the trucks." "Double time, everybody." "Torrence, come on, help out." "Guides will lead you to your sections." "Let's load up." "Here we go." "I'll get moving when I'm good and ready." "Get in the truck." "Here we go." "Coker sent sighted and blind to forage for food and water." "His heart was in the right place, but he was ignoring the threat of the encroaching triffids, delaying me from getting to Shirning and the solution I was hoping to find there.'" "Everybody out!" "Move it, people!" "Come on!" "You and you, you're coming with me." "Let's do it." "Where are we going?" "We're going in!" "In the door!" "All right!" "All right!" "Come on!" "I'm going!" "I'm going!" "Anybody in?" "What's that?" "Who's here?" "Nice and easy." "Watch your backs." "Wouldn't want to see you get hurt." "Don't shoot!" "Come on." "Come on." "Come on." "Son of a..." "Put that down!" "You stupid idiot!" "No!" "All right." "There's no food here!" "We're taking over your pub, psycho." "What's your name?" "Vronsky." "You got to pay." "We don't got to do nothing." "What you doing, you... prat?" "That's disturbing." "What is it?" "It's triffid recordings." "Something I've been working on." "Discover anything interesting?" "Maybe." "As long as it isn't attracting them to us." "I thought Major Coker said they weren't important?" "Major Coker wants to talk to you, Jo." "Me?" "Why?" "Read your name off the list." "Realized you were behind the emergency broadcast." "He'd like you to do another." "It seems you're the famous Jo Playton." "I always thought there was something special about you." "No, I just work on the radio, that's all." "Well, that's the thing." "See, Major Coker was in the US Air Force." "Appreciates the...uh the uh...importance of clear communication." "Good for Major Coker, but tell him I'm fine where I am." "Look, Jo, people know your voice." "We think we can get a transmitter going and you can talk to the people." "You can reassure the afflicted, just like you're doing with Hilda." "Yeah, well, thanks for the offer, but like I said, I'm fine where I am." "You heard what she said, Torrence." "OK." "Major Coker's going to be very disappointed." "Seems you prefer hanging out with Dr. Masen than saving your country." "Charlie...right here, buddy." "Jackpot." "Everybody out." "How'd you know about this place?" "Charlie led us here." "I worked here half my life before the blinding." "Night watchman." "Not much of a night watchman now." "All right, Osman." "Rope up." "Coker..." "Coker." "Will you shut up about the triffids and help?" "Charlie, you're the watchman." "Stay here and watch." "3 groups." "Osman, Cheryl, Vronsky, get water." "Jo, Hilda, canned goods." "Bill, medical supplies." "Got it?" "What d'you think?" "Keep your eyes open." "That supposed to be funny?" "Hey, Torrence, come in." "It's Coker." "Reading you, Major." "We need you to come to the warehouse and give us back-up." "This place is full of supplies." "Understood." "We're going to need a bigger car." "So what was it like being a star?" "Shut up, Hilda." "Vronsky, come on." "Make it quick." "Yeah..." "Coker?" "Coker?" "Stay here." "What's this?" "Jeez..." "What's that smell?" "Rotting meat." "Would someone tell me what's happ...?" "Be quiet!" "Shut up!" "Triffids." "Where are you going?" "To get Jo." "Come on." "Charlie?" "Charlie, are you there?" "Charlie!" "Come on!" "Charlie!" "Come on!" "Osman?" "!" "Anyone?" "!" "My arm!" "Hang on!" "Help!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "Hang on!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "Get back!" "Come on!" "Come on, let's go!" "My leg!" "I think it's broken." "Please!" "Shut up." "Don't leave me!" "Osman?" "Osman?" "Osman!" "Don't leave me!" "Osman!" "Come on, faster, faster!" "Faster!" "My leg!" "They just left me." "Come on, Hild'!" "Come on!" "She's gone." "Jo, she's gone." "Come on!" "Get her in the van!" "Is this what you wanted?" "Is it?" "Is this what you wanted?" "!" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "I should have listened." "You've got to get to Shirning, with or without me." "Hey!" "Your man Osman is a coward." "And I want Bill Masen on our team." "You get him whatever he needs to deal with the triffids." "Of course, mate." "Excellent idea." "Leave it to me." "Come on." "OK, kids..." "We're leaving." "Jo, you OK?" "I'm all right." "But if it wasn't for Bill, I wouldn't even be here now." "Yes, he's quite the hero, isn't he?" "And he's our only hope against the triffids." "Ah." "You wanted to see me?" "I did." "About the radio broadcast for Major Coker." "I changed my mind and if there's anything I can do to help," "I'd like to do it before Bill and I leave for his father's." "Well..." "He will be delighted." "What would be fantastic is if you could record something right now." "Right now?" "Yeah." "OK." "Excellent." "After you." "Hey, Jeff." "What are you doing?" "I'm leaving." "Does Coker know?" "I'm going to see him now." "Hello." "This is Radio Britain and I'm Jo Playton coming to you live from London." "Please listen carefully to the following announcement." "Triffids are now known to have reached major cities across the country." "As you know, these plants can and will kill humans." "Therefore, Major Coker has asked that every citizen, both sighted and unsighted, help to fight them." "Will all volunteers please register with Army personnel who will make themselves known to you in your area." "I repeat." "This is Jo Playton, coming to you live from London." "Major Coker has asked that every citizen, both sighted and unsighted, help to fight them." "This is Jo Playton, coming to you live from London." "Major Coker has asked that every citizen, both sighted and unsighted, help to fight them." "Will all volunteers please register with Army personnel who will make themselves known to you in your area.'" "Come on!" "Masen, you're under arrest!" "Orders from the boss." "No, he's not." "Oh, shut up." "All yours, boys." "Let me go!" "Would all volunteers register with Army personnel who will be making themselves known to you in your area." "I repeat, this is Jo Playton coming to you live from London." "Can you come with me, miss?" "Yeah, sure." "Masen." "Masen!" "Masen!" "Masen?" "It's Coker." "Coker?" "Yeah." "What happened?" "You got shot." "Where are we?" "Being taken up to the Heath." "Why are we going to the Heath?" "Orders... from Torrence." "It's all Torrence." "He's running the whole show now." "Where's Jo?" "Torrence has her, too." "Wow!" "Is this yours?" "This is yours." "To say thank you." "Well, thank you, but there's no need." "I'm only trying to help." "You know, I'm tired." "I..." "I think I'm going to go back and join the others." "Thing is...you may not want to just at the moment." "What's going on, Torrence?" "Something's happened." "OK, Major Coker needed Bill to help out on another triffid attack." "And he saved the lives of many blind people." "I'm sorry." "He's dead, Jo." "They found these things amongst his stuff." "I want to see him." "No, you don't." "I mean..." "It was a vicious attack." "Major Coker says he's very sorry." "OK, let's..." "Go on then, chuck them out." "Do it." "C'mon, help me...." "Come on!" "Get out now!" "Out!" "Now!" "Come on!" "Come on, then." "C'mon." "Give me the keys." "Give me the damn keys." "Now move in front of me." "Get in front of me." "Do it." "END OF PART 1." "NEXT TIME...." "Is Bill Masen alive?" "Is he?" "When you're better, you'll see clearly." "I was thinking today about missed opportunities." "Sometimes you have to act." "I'm Jo Playton, and you're not alone." "Find her!" "Just because the whole world's gone crazy doesn't mean we can't have a little bit of fun." "Outside these walls is chaos." "Try and shoot Masen." "Maybe we'll have to accept triffids really are the dominant species." "I'll get you a male triffid." "Mother Nature's finally taking her revenge and reclaiming the planet." "It had been 30 years since my mother was killed by a triffid." "She was trying to understand them." "I've been doing the same ever since." "Hello." "I'm Jo Playton coming to you from the heart of London." "Why do triffids always go for the eyes?" "Dr. Kotch, it's me, Bill Masen." "What's happening?" "This is an emergency broadcast from the BBC." "Most of the people in the world have been struck blind." "There is no government." "These people have every right to live!" "Over their heads." "I'm Torrence." "Hear there was a bit of panic about triffids." "Triffids are carnivorous plants that can move." "Their most abundant source of food is us." "I've got to get to my father's place in Shirning if we're going to work out how to deal with them." "Help!" "You've got to get to Shirning, with or without me." "Masen, you're under arrest!" "Being taken up to the Heath." "It's all Torrence." "He's running the whole show now." "It was a vicious attack." "He's dead, Jo." "Where'd you think you're going, boys?" "Stay where you are!" "Don't move!" "Ain't going to tell you again." "What have got in your hands, Masen?" "Show me your hands!" "Show me!" "Masen, you..." "Let's go!" "The triffids, they are coming." "Bill..." "Bill, wake up." "The engine's had it." "The weather's getting worse." "We're gonna' have to walk." "Try and find some shelter." "At least the snow will slow them down." "Triffids have been engineered to survive in any weather." "This is Radio Britain calling to you live from London." "Calling all citizens - men, women and children." "If you are sighted, help the blind." "Come to London." "Here you'll find safety, food and shelter." "Gathering points have been set up around the M25." "Make your way there and you'll be safe." "I'm Jo Playton." "And you are not alone." "Need some help." "Are there any others?" "No." "Shut the gates." "Where is he?" "Lead me to him." "Here, he's been shot in the shoulder." "Thank you, Father Thomas." "I'll clean the wound and close it, then you'll need some serious rest." "You're lucky your friend brought you here." "I was lucky I found you." "I don't believe in luck." "Mother Superior." "You were meant to come here, meant to be cured." "Body and soul." "I hope you will stay." "Here, we are all equal." "When you're better, you'll see clearly." "London will seem like another world." "Who's in charge in London?" "We don't get any news." "There's no London now, Father Thomas." "There's only us." "If I was going to make it to Shirning," "I had to stop, regain my strength." "But I knew the triffids would never rest." "They would continue to hunt us down, find populated places, march towards London." "Towards Jo." "Are we winning?" "Yes." "So my messages are getting through?" "Absolutely." "More every day." "Let me explain all this." "The blue areas, right, we control." "The red areas, we defend." "Green is triffids." "That's an awful lot of green." "Well, it's still the safest place in the country." "The important thing is that we survive." "I mean, you're still here." "I'm still here." "Yeah." "I wish Bill was." "He could have helped us." "Yeah, well, Bill's dead, all right?" "And you say that Major Coker's too busy running the country?" "I mean, what's his plan?" "The broadcasts were his idea, after all." "Well, to be honest, Major Coker's struggling." "I mean it's people like you and me that are keeping things going." "I mean, you have done brilliantly." "You're bringing them in." "That's what they say, "I heard Jo on the radio."" ""I heard her voice, that's why I came."" "Have dinner with me." "Dinner?" "Yeah." "Just...just the 2 of us." "As if everything was just normal?" "It's the way you survive - by insisting everything's normal." "By refusing to give in." "Sheer force of will." "That's why they follow me - they know I'll never give in." "Follow you?" "Just because the whole world's gone crazy doesn't mean we can't have a little bit of fun." "Well, you know what?" "That is really sweet of you." "Maybe next time." "OK?" "OK." "How long have they been there?" "At least as long as we have." "I don't understand." "Why aren't they hunting?" "Food must be getting scarce and there's so much of it in the abbey." "Yeah, I asked her about that and she said..." "She?" "Durrant." "She's the Mother Superior." "She's in charge here." "I want to see her." "Go with peace in your heart, dear Father Thomas." "Father, come along." "It's always sad when first-class people have to go." "But he wanted to spread the word." "Father Thomas will find more survivors, he will begin a new community and build on what we've done here." "Well, he's a brave man." "You're looking much better, Dr. Masen." "Yes, I'm much stronger now, thank you." "Major Coker tells me you're a triffid expert." "Well..." "Yes." "The triffids, out there in the country, were they always so passive?" "First, they were quite troublesome." "I lost many friends." "But then God intervened." "Really?" "How did God do that?" "He answered our prayers." "When the peaceful nature of our community became clear, the triffids returned to the wood and killed no more." "Do you know, I've been amongst triffids all my life." "And..." "I've never known them to behave like that." "We strive to live in harmony with nature." "We intend no harm." "They seem content with that." "I was in your cellar." "You know you have a generator down there?" "I could get it going for you." "Get you proper lighting, heating..." "No." "I don't think so." "But it would make things easier." "Come." "Look, look, look, look." "Look at that tower." "Men built that tower long before there was electricity or power tools." "It wasn't easy, but it stands." "I don't want things to be easy." "I want them to be right." "What are you doing?" "Leaving to go to my father's." "I need some help with the triffids." "But they're quiet here." "You heard what she said." "She may be a little eccentric, but if she's figured out a way to co-exist with them, then what's..." "By being "peaceful"?" "We've both seen what the triffids can do." "Look, Coker, they've got over 50 beehives out there." "All it takes is warmer weather, then the triffids will be pollinated." "And then they'll spore and we'll have hundreds and thousands of new plants." "Durrant and the rest of the world won't stand a chance." "If we don't find a way to defeat the triffids, the human race will become extinct." "I've marked the safe path through the woods." "And, God willing, it's only a mile, you'll get there safe, find a vehicle." "Thank you." "They're building a wall to keep the triffids out." "Torrence's idea." "But they all fight for Major Coker." "Torrence gives the orders." "Torrence seems to have an awful lot on his plate at the moment." "I mean, why isn't Osman helping?" "I haven't seen that little creep in a while." "He got what he deserved." "We found bits of him up on the Heath after the triffid attack." "Never nothing of the other two." "Nothing?" "Coker was all right." "Didn't know the other bloke though." "So they really found nothing of the other two?" "Just what Torrence has got in that red box." "Some bust-up old MP3 player." "Troy, is Bill Masen alive?" "Is he?" "I don't know, but Torrence thinks he might be." "Come on!" "Come on!" "Move it!" "Time for your broadcast, miss." "OK." "Thanks." "Let's go." "# He leadeth me" "# The quiet waters by." "Join me in giving thanks and praise to Peggy, who has been chosen... like Father Thomas and the others, to go out and build new communities." "Dr. Masen, please... welcome, be seated." "I know all about your new communities." "I found Father Thomas's body in the woods." "Tied." "Sacrificed." "Dr. Masen, do you know anything about beekeeping?" "The beehive is a symbol of the perfect harmonious society." "Each bee has its appropriate place, its own task." "And when the task is done, the bee is replaced, quickly and efficiently." "The hive acts as one, always for the good of the hive." "Not for the good of the queen?" "Father Thomas was old." "He could do nothing more for our little community." "We cannot accommodate everyone who finds their way to our door." "We have to prioritise." "We have to make room." "By feeding the surplus to the triffids?" "The triffids are also God's creatures." "I did what God wanted me to do." "What he told me to do." "Outside these walls is chaos." "Here, everything is customary, ceremonial, safe." "As long as you do exactly as she says." "As long as you abandon the weak and the helpless!" "Believe me, everyone of you here will die before she does." "I control the triffids." "Without me, you'll all be overrun." "No one has the right to choose who lives and who dies." "Stop them!" "Let him go." "Let him go." "You..." "These people trusted you and you betrayed them." "If you defy me, you will be damned!" "3, 2, 1..." "Hello, again, whoever you are, wherever you are." "I hope you can hear me." "You can always stay." "Work with us, as an equal." "You think it's going to be easy without me." "I don't think they want it to be easy." "They want it to be right." "The triffids know me." "This community will not survive." "I was thinking today about missed opportunities." "We're taking over London!" "Did you ever know the right thing to do and then you hesitated?" "And then it was too late." "And do you long for that chance again?" "Except yearning won't make it happen." "To keep you company so you know Jo is safe and well." "Sometimes you have to act." "Sometimes you have to make that chance happen again." "This is Jo Playton, Radio Britain." "Miss?" "Now, you take care." "Come back soon, yeah?" "Yeah." "Thank you." "I heard your latest broadcast." "Who were you talking to?" "My father." "But he's dead, isn't he?" "Not to me, he isn't." "For a minute there, I thought you were talking to me." "I was thinking about my dad, and how I missed the opportunity to be with him." "How I don't want to make the same mistake with you." "What are you trying to tell me, Jo?" "That I've changed my mind." "I want to have dinner with you." "You're just saying that cos' you're scared." "Well, I am scared, but" "I know that you'll protect me." "Better than anyone." "Better than Major Coker." "I know he's supposed to be running the country, but as far as I can see, you're doing it all for him." "And I have been ever since he died." "Triffid attack." "Why didn't you tell me?" "I didn't want to give you any more bad news." "You see, I've been protecting you longer than you know." "So you're the one that's in charge now." "It's a new world, Jo, yeah?" "We can be anything we want, can do anything we want." "Look at us." "Look where we are." "So, dinner?" "Yes." "When?" "Tonight." "After my broadcast." "I forced myself on." "The pollination of the triffids was inevitable." "Once they spored, any hope of defeating them would be lost." "Time was my greatest enemy." "Calling all citizens- sighted and blind, man, woman and child, this is the voice of Britain." "Come to London and lay your burdens down." "Here there is safety, food and shelter." "Here there is control." "Here there is government, law and order." "Yes, it might be delivered by the gun or the boot, but you won't get into trouble." "As long as you're prepared to fight." "As long as you're prepared to die." "Because that's what you're going to have to do: be prepared to fight and die, so that this so-called government can live in luxury and pretend that it is not losing the war..." "Jo, what are you doing?" "You'll get us into trouble." "...the triffids are here, too." "If you've survived this far, don't come to the centre." "Don't listen to me." "The voice of Britain is a lie." "I am Jo Playton, but I am not the voice of Britain." "The voice of Britain is you, wherever you are." "What is going on?" "I told her, but she won't stop talkin'..." "If you've survived this far, don't come to the center, don't listen to me..." "I told you to watch her." "I..." "I saw her start." "She was here." "But she's not here now." "Find her!" "Troy!" "Troy!" "Move it!" "The gate!" "Come on!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Get in and check behind all the seats!" "You, up here with me!" "Any sign of her?" "Just triffids." "There's no way I'm going out there." "See anything?" "She doesn't stand a chance." "Come on." "Let's go check the rest of them out." "Come on, boys!" "Good luck." "Start." "Please start." "Please." "Don't shoot!" "What do you want?" "Don't come any closer." "I'm not going to hurt you." "But they will." "Who?" "Triffids." "They'll know you're here." "Yeah, I know triffids." "I was stung." "Everyone who gets stung dies." "Not everyone." "Come on, Susan." "He's OK." "I'm Bill..." "Masen." "Who are you?" "My name's Imogen." "She's my sister, Susan." "Where are your parents?" "We don't want to talk about it." "I'm going to this house that I know, which I hope will be safe." "But, listen, I need a car." "Have you any idea where I can get one?" "If we help you, you help us." "Yeah." "Fine." "Thanks." "I can't see the name." "Shirning?" "Well, I think it's in a very secluded spot." "It's probably not even marked." ""Probably"?" "I haven't actually been there myself." "Who lives there, then?" "My father." "Stay in the car." "Stay in the car." "Put it down." "Dennis." "Hello, son." "There..." "Shirning." "So...you're here because of the triffids." "Aye." "And no doubt you want my research, so you can try and stop them." "Come back from there!" "Be very, very careful." "Is he really your father?" "Yeah." "He's scary." "I heard that." "Calling woman and child." "This is the voice of Britain." "Come to London and lay your burdens down." "Here there is safety, food and shelter..." "Nothing personal, Jo, but you do go on." "2 children, Bill." "My, you are a dark horse." "Sorry, this is Susan." "And Imogen." "I met them on the way here." "They agreed to keep me company." "And to look after him." "Thank you for bringing him home." "I was..." "Well, I thought that you were..." "Come along, girls." "It is so good to see you." "And these belong to you." "My triffid recordings." "How did you get this?" "From Torrence." "How did those girls survive?" "Maybe they were too small and the triffids had easier prey." "I don't know." "I promised to look after them." "Just them?" "# Dreamin' Oh-oh, just dreamin'" "# Like to ramble on the road that never ends" "# Me and mother nature are the best of friends" "# Don't think that I'm lazy" "# I'm just dreamin'" "# Dreamin'...just dreamin'..." "What do you want?" "It's not good news, sir." "The latest triffid reports from the front." "Go...away." "So?" "So, this is what you do with your retirement." "Keep busy." "When you devote your life to studying triffids, they tend to take over." "But it does have its compensations." "Here is how we stop the triffids." "Create an entirely new triffid?" "One which would generate pollen that sterilises rather than fertilises." "We extract pollen from the male specimen, modify it, fertilise the young female triffid with it." "She produces spores with the infertile strain." "Simple." "Elegant." "With the same genetic fix that got us in this mess in the first place?" "There are always unintended consequences, Bill, to everything we do." "Sooner or later someone has got to deal with them and make sense of what happened." "You remind me of your mother." "She was the genuine article, the real thing." "A brilliant scientist, interested only in knowledge for its own sake." "Me?" "My motivation was a wee bit more practical." "I've had this same picture with me for as long as I can remember." "When that picture was taken, the future looked very bright for all 3 of us - the world even." "Yeah?" "I mean look at it." "Mother Nature is finally taking her revenge and reclaiming the planet." "No-one intended this, Bill." "And now, given the consequences and the price that we both paid... do you think it was it worth it?" "Do you?" "I can understand why you feel so angry." "Angry?" "I was a wee boy, my mum had just died and my dad..." "My dad, he just didn't seem to notice me." "Too busy saving the world." "No, no." "No, you're right." "I never made time for you." "I didn't know how." "Well, you were so young and I did try, but..." "Without your mum..." "These triffids are going to start sporing any day now." "How far have you got with your plans?" "I've got everything we need." "Except a male." "I've been hunting for one in and out of the old triffid facility, but as of yet, no luck." "I'll get you a male triffid." "Good shooting." "Reload." "I need the practice." "You don't need your mask." "Yes, I do." "And you should, too." "Mum and Dad don't." "They're not Mum and Dad." "They're Jo and Bill." "Well, they're Mum and Dad to me." "So that's his plan and you're going along with it?" "We have to try something, before it's too late." "Great." "We spent our lives trying to avoid the triffids, then end up back in a place that's going to grow them." "Did you consider me and the girls when you thought to go out and sacrifice yourself?" "If you've got a better idea, I'd like to hear it." "I suppose Dennis could could go, but last time he went out looking for a male triffid, he came back with you." "I will come back." "I promise." "The clutch sticks a bit." "Don't go over 50." "And I would like it back exactly as it is." "Susan?" "I didn't agree with my father's plan, but I wasn't doing it for him." "I was doing it for Jo and the girls and for the rest of the world." "You've just got to understand..." "Hello?" "Come." "Whoa." "That smells terrible." "Well, she needs to build her strength up, if she's going to save mankind." "Susan!" "What are you doing here?" "I'm here to help." "Don't worry." "I can take care of myself." "Yeah, I've noticed." "Susan!" "Bill!" "Bill!" "Help!" "Help!" "No!" "You OK?" "You got it." "We got it." "Here, come." "Well?" "Did you get it?" "One male triffid head." "You're in a lot of trouble with Mum." "No!" "Just don't do it again." "You did well, son." "How did you do it?" "With this." "It's got triffid sounds from the farm on it." "I have a theory that different sounds provoke different emotions." "And the proof?" "I tried to identify the obvious emotions like fear and hunger, but they're so complex and I've barely scratched the surface." "Your mother was of the same opinion." "Her biggest fear was that we'd exploit the triffids without understanding them." "I couldn't persuade her to leave Zaire." "It was more than just oil for her." "She recognized some indications of sensibility." "They could communicate with each other." "She was convinced that if we didn't understand them thoroughly... we might live to regret it." "She wouldn't let go." "She just kept pushing and pushing, and in the end... she got too close." "I miss her, too." "Yeah." "You know, I..." "I always... wanted to give you these." "I never had the opportunity... or the words." "From Zaire." "Your mother's recordings of triffids." "Thanks." "You know what?" "Once we've fertilized the female maybe we can work on them together." "Right." "Maybe together we could crack it." "It's happening." "The triffids are sporing." "You knew this was going to happen?" "Not like this." "Nothing like this." "What did you find?" "Got that from one of the farms." "Good boy, Troy." "That'll be all." "Jo!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "What's it say?" "There's people on the Isle of Wight." "There's more than 200 of them." "And they want people to join them." "They've got families, doctors, schools." "Where there's life, there's hope." "At least we have somewhere safe to go once we release the new breed of triffids." "Speaking of which, feeding time." "I'll be up in a minute." "This is good." "This is very good!" "This is very good!" "Patience, little one." "Patience." "This is Dr. Ruth Masen." "It's the 16th of September, 11am." "We're one mile outside base camp by the Kasai River basin." "This is triffid recording number 0050." "Bill!" "Bill!" "BILL!" "Bill!" "Bill!" "Bill!" "Bill!" "Bill!" "The tape!" "The tape!" "Turn off the tape!" "Dad?" "!" "Get the tape!" "No!" "No!" "Don't kill it!" "Don't...!" "No!" "I'm sorry, Bill." "No...!" "Sorry, Bill." "No!" "No!" "Your mother was..." "your mother, she was right." "No." "I'm so sorry, Bill." "Stay still." "Don't talk." "That recording's from a triffid in Africa." "It wasn't genetically modified." "So that could be the reason that the one your dad grew reacted to the sound." "Perhaps it thought it was under attack." "I don't know." "Can you start again?" "No time." "There's never enough time!" "We can stay here a little longer... if you want to." "There's nothing here for us now." "We'll leave for the Isle of Wight first thing in the morning." "Hello?" "Hello again." "Whoever you are, wherever you are," "I hope you can hear me." "I was thinking today about missed opportunities..." "Bill." "What is that?" "What?" "Something's wrong." "The radio's on." "Come on." "..maybe out of fear." "Do you long for that chance again?" "Except yearning won't make it ha..." "Imogen, where's Susan?" "What's wrong?" "Nothing's wrong." "Hello, Jo..." "If you hurt her...!" "No!" "Cute child." "Get away from her." "As you can see, I've come with friends." "Where's Susan?" "Where is she?" "Susan?" "All tied up." "She wouldn't co-operate." "I want you to take her, put her with the sister and watch her." "Well, good to see you, too, Jo!" "Triffids too much for you, were they, Torrence?" "We had terrible trouble with the triffids." "They started using the underground tunnels and sewers." "Not very sporting." "But now, now you're going to help us, Bill." "Good job you didn't die." "So what do we do, eh?" "How do we stop the triffids?" "I don't know." "Well, that is very disappointing!" "Cos I was relying on you." "I said to Troy there, "Troy, you know who we need to help us with the triffids?" ""It's Dr. Bill Masen."" "You'd better put your thinking cap on." "It's too late." "They've already spored." "We either fight them or we give up." "Or we could go to the Isle of Wight." "I found a message from Major Coker." "Why would you want to go to the Isle of Wight?" "You need the triffids." "Do I, Jo?" "Yes, you do, because they made you." "I mean, without them, you're nothing." "You're nothing but a jumped-up little..." "You shut...!" "Don't touch her!" "Don't you touch her!" "OK, finger off the trigger." "Stay of execution." "You've got until tomorrow morning to come up with something!" "Something to get us all safely out of here and down to the coast!" "You do that, that'll be great." "If you fail, I take Jo, kill you, I give the girls to the triffids." "Is it a plan?" "OK." "OK." "Yeah." "Excellent." "OK." "Lock them up." "CCTV and controls for the electric gates if the triffids attack." "The old man really had this place triffid-proof?" "Bring Masen to me." "The solution to the triffids is in my mother's recordings." "It has to be." "If we can... use the sounds to communicate with them... somehow, then maybe we can control them." "But we've only got until tomorrow morning." "And the noise of those men will bring the triffids." "Yeah, well, we have to escape." "We've done it before and we will do it again." "Torrence is not going to make the same mistake twice." "Jo, we have a much better chance against the triffids than we do against Torrence." "Triffids." "What, Bill?" "The triffids could be the answer." "How?" "We use my triffids recordings." "We draw them in en masse as a distraction so we can get out." "Bill, it's a brilliant idea, but how are we going to get out surrounded by hundreds of triffids?" "They'll kill us all!" "It'll be all right." "It'll cause confusion, and maybe, maybe it'll give us a chance to escape." "Mr. Torrence wants to see you." "OK." "It's all right." "I was upstairs in the laboratory." "Looks like you had a bit of a problem." "Dad not make it?" "Is this your mum?" "She's foxy." "How's your plan getting on?" "You'll let me know when you come up with a solution?" "You've got till dawn." "Otherwise I reunite you with Mummy and Daddy." "It's OK." "Where's the device?" "I did it." "I put it outside." "Triffids." "Triffids!" "Triffids!" "...triffids." "They're everywhere!" "Found this." "Hold that." "Bill, what have you gone and done?" "Troy, shoot Masen." "No!" "Damn." "Shoot the girls." "Go now." "And be ready to put the electric fence on full power." "My command." "They're everywhere." "I've got orders to shoot the girls." "Troy, this isn't you." "Stop it." "There's no way that Torrence can get past the triffids." "We're leaving." "Come with us." "Fire now!" "Are you done?" "Yeah, I'm done." "Troy?" "'Is everything OK?" "' Sir." "OK." "Just wait here." "I've got to get something." "Stand by on the electric fence." "On my mark. 3... 2..." "1..." "Now." "Switching on now, sir." "Switch it on now!" "No!" "No!" "Switch on the electric fence NOW!" "It's not working." "Troy...!" "Hold the line!" "Troy, you get on this radio and..." "Ashdown, Ashdown, pull back to the house." "Look after this for me, will you?" "OK." "Come on." "Come on, quick." "C'mon." "There he is, the traitor." "Torr..." "Anyone remember this?" "Look..." "Young love." "Very sweet." "You're leaving without me." "That's not very nice." "We're making a run for it, Torrence." "I mean, look, they're everywhere." "I know." "They're gonna' kill us all." "Except you." "I'm going to kill you." "Why don't you come with us?" "What, me?" "But I'm just a "jumped-up nobody"." "Torrence, come on." "If anyone can get us through an army of triffids, Torrence, it's y" "Aww." "Nice try, Jo, you..." "Come on!" "Come on!" "Get the door!" "Get the door!" "Go!" "Go!" "Go!" "We're never gonna' make it!" "There are too many of them!" "We have to try!" "No, Bill!" "They're already in the courtyard!" "OK, does everyone have goggles?" "Does everyone have goggles?" "Yeah." "Everyone?" "Jo, take these." "No, you take them." "Take them, Jo!" "What about you, Bill?" "Wear this." "The mask..." "Hang on." "Bill!" "Wait, wait, wait, wait!" "They'll kill us!" "Wait!" "Let me think!" "It's the mask." "The mask." "The mask." "Wear this... and see!" "And see." "And see!" "What's going on?" "You must wear this..." "OK." "It was Imogen." "She helped me to remember." "It was the night that my mother died." "I remember." "I know how we can get through this." "Sit there." "Trust me!" "Do you trust me?" "You have to trust me." "Bill, what are you talking about?" "!" "You must wear this." "This is triffid poison." "No!" "No!" "It will save her!" "No way." "You can't!" "You'll kill her!" "It will save her." "It will save us all." "Please, trust me." "You have to trust me." "Please." "Please." "OK." "OK." "It's all right, sweetheart." "They are coming, the triffids." "It's all right, darling." "It's all right." "Stay still." "Stay still." "Stay still." "It's OK." "It's OK, Imogen." "Imogen, it's OK." "Trust me." "Stay still." "Stay still." "Trust me!" "We must all do this." "The pain will pass." "Good girl." "The triffids, they are coming." "Trust." "Everybody walk slow and steady." "Don't be frightened." "OK?" "Susan." "Susan, come on." "Masen!" "Go!" "Run!" "Come on!" "Run!" "Go!" "Go!" "Bill!" "Masen!" "Come on!" "Masen..." "Here we go." "No!" "Masen!" "Get off!" "Don't you dare!" "So we left for our new home, where we found other families, other friends." "The sea was our wall against the triffids." "We cleaned the isle of them and our community started to grow again." "Future generations will ask how it happened." "How did the world get swallowed up so quickly?" "It was because we had our eyes closed." "Even when we could see." "Revised subtitles for this edition by WOSEP"