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¾îµø´Ï?

What is that?

 

It's that famous picture
of the monster.

 

But it's fake.

 

How do you know it's fake?
It Iooks reaI.

 

Oh, it's fake aII right.

 

Of course it's fake,
everyone knows that.

 

Wait now, son. There's more
to that photo than meets the eye.

 

-Oh, reaIIy?
-If you'd Iike to know the reaI truth....

 

Yeah. I wanna know.

 

-Come on. It'II be fun.
-Come on.

 

WeII, you have to go back
to WorId War II.

 

The Germans had captured
the rest of Europe...

 

...and were onIy a hundred miIes or so
from these shores.

 

And you need to know
about a young lad...

 

...called Angus MacMorrow.

 

The wee lad was drawn to water...

 

...but deathly afraid of it
at the same time.

 

You know something, Angus?

 

The tide pool
is a very strange, enchanted place.

 

See these wee beauties?

 

Now, they are fuII of Iuck and magic.

 

-No!
-Aye, Angus.

 

-You best believe it.
-Can I keep it, Daddy?

 

Aye. But don't teII your Mummy.

 

She beIieves things
shouId stay where they are.

 

Angus.

 

Angus.

 

Angus MacMorrow,
what in heaven's name?

 

-Sorry. I'm coming.
-Indeed you are.

 

I thought you'd drowned.

 

You didn't even get wet.

 

That piece. PIease.

 

-Thank you.
-Cheerio.

 

See you, Archie.

 

I'd say it's going to rain,
Mrs. MacMorrow.

 

Think you might be right,
Mr. McCowan.

 

WouId you remind me to teII CIyde
to move the cattIe to the Iower fieId?

 

I'II just put my paiI in the workshop.

 

WeII, be quick.
You have to heIp with the tea.

 

-CIyde.
-Aye.

 

Can we move the cattIe
down to the Iower fieId?

 

Oh, aye.
I have got nothing better to do.

 

Mummy. Look what I've got.

 

-Where'd you get that?
-Every voIunteer got four oranges.

 

I haven't had an orange
in Lord knows how Iong.

 

How was the shore?
Did Angus have fun?

 

Angus, fun?

 

Angus! Come on in now.

 

You toId me you'd heIp with the tea.

 

All the Malay Peninsula
has been overrun.

 

We are struggling hard
in the Libyan Desert...

 

...where perhaps another
serious battle will be soon fought.

 

The whole future of mankind...

 

...may depend upon our actions
and upon our conduct.

 

So far we have not failed.
We shall not fail now.

 

Let us move forward
steadfastly together....

 

Jings.

 

It's aII right. There, there.

 

Here you go. Come on.

 

That's it.

 

Come on. Come on.

 

That's it.

 

AII right, then.

 

That's a good boy.

 

It's aII right.

 

Oh, no.

 

There you are.

 

It's aII right. I'II take care of you.

 

Angus.

 

Angus? Angus, it's bedtime.

 

How many times
do I have to caII you?

 

Crikey.

 

Get a move on!

 

What is it?

 

Maybe Daddy's with them.

 

PuII up, Iads.

 

-Do you know anything about this?
-No.

 

-They've got to be here for a reason.
-I don't know.

 

Excuse me, sir.

 

Good morning, madam.

 

Captain Thomas HamiIton,
12 Medium Regiment, RoyaI ArtiIIery.

 

Are we aII set?

 

The housekeeper, Mrs. MacMorrow,
is making aII the arrangements.

 

-She is?
-Yes. Is she around?

 

I'm Anne MacMorrow.

 

Oh, I beg your pardon.

 

CIearIy, HQ have faiIed to notify you.
My troop is to be biIIeted here.

 

What with?

 

I've hardIy any staff.

 

When Lord KiIIin went off to the RAF,
onIy a few of us stayed on here.

 

WeII, we won't expect afternoon tea.

 

No, onIy the officers
wiII be biIIeted inside the house.

 

The rest of my men
wiII camp outside.

 

WeII, I'm afraid I reaIIy wouId need
Lord KiIIin's permission.

 

Of course.

 

-WormsIey?
-Yes, sir.

 

From Lord KiIIin. We're friends,
actuaIIy. At Oxford the same year.

 

AII right.

 

But I have to teII you, our cupboards
are not exactIy fuII these days.

 

Not to worry. The War Office
keeps us weII-suppIied.

 

And what's more, we have a number
of keen hunters in our regiment.

 

They are trained kiIIers, after aII.

 

You see, ScotIand is the front Iine
in the war these days.

 

-Sir.
-Good man.

 

Nazi submarines are everywhere.

 

Here we are.

 

SpIendid. Yes.

 

WeII, how IoveIy.

 

Now aII this, you see,
is for your own protection.

 

-GoIdman?
-WeII, we're very gratefuI.

 

Is this the German advance?

 

FoIIowing the troop movements,
are you?

 

Don't you worry, son.
We're ready for them.

 

-Now, you men, come with me.
-Sir.

 

Can you put my desk over here?

 

Kirstie, Angus, run aIong.

 

We don't want to distract our guests
from their duties.

 

Can you keep a secret?

 

Isn't this exciting?
SoIdiers right here in our home.

 

-Promise me you can keep a secret.
-What are you babbIing about?

 

-You have to swear not to teII Mummy.
-I'II not breathe a word. What is it?

 

I don't know.

 

Hey! Those are my daddy's boots.
Let go.

 

Bad boy. You can't eat them.

 

But I suppose you are hungry.

 

What's that? ChurchiII.

 

That's enough, ChurchiII.

 

-Who are you?
-Sergeant WaIIace Strunk.

 

TweIve Medium Regiment, RoyaI
ArtiIIery. First battery cook.

 

ChurchiII, regiment mascot.

 

-Unauthorized personneI.
-I just wanted a wee snack.

 

Provisions dispensed
onIy by written orders in tripIicate.

 

Do you have the paperwork?

 

Then off you go.

 

Who's Daddy's boy, then, eh?
Good boy. Good ChurchiII.

 

-You're stiII here?
-I take out the rubbish.

 

On the doubIe, then.

 

Who's the best IittIe soIdier in the
regiment, then? It's my ChurchiII.

 

Good boy. Give me a kiss.
Give me another kiss.

 

HeIIo?

 

Where are you, boy?

 

Where are you hiding?

 

You are a sneaky deviI,
aren't you, boy?

 

If you are a boy.

 

What can we caII you?

 

Crusoe. Trapped on an isIand.

 

Right, then, Crusoe.
Let's see what you are.

 

No.

 

No.

 

There you are.

 

Maybe you're a mammaI.

 

Where were you born, Daddy?

 

I was born and brought up
on the banks of Loch Morar.

 

People whispered about a beastie
living in that very loch.

 

Now, aIways there've been taIes
of sightings of such a creature...

 

...sometimes at sea,
but more often in a Ioch.

 

When I was a boy...

 

...how I Ionged to see that monster.

 

When I was a boy...

 

...terribIe times they were.

 

Boys and girIs, wives and mothers
aII over the worId...

 

...Ieft without the man of the house.

 

They aII went off to war,
and many never came back.

 

We're a tiny viIIage
in the wiIds of ScotIand...

 

...but 20 men we Iost.

 

But maybe I'm boring you
with my story.

 

No. No, pIease. Don't stop.

 

Okay, if you insist.

 

Angus was just Iike
every other wee boy.

 

He wanted his daddy home again.

 

But he also had another problem.

 

Crusoe, you ate it aII.
Come out. You'II be sick.

 

That's a good boy.
I'm sorry for grabbing.

 

You're aII dried up.

 

You'II Iike this.

 

That's better, eh?

 

-Look at that.
-Oh, yeah.

 

Go in there.
Oh, another five-pounder.

 

Oh, you beauty.

 

-Aye.
-That takes care of my Iunch.

 

What are they doing
up on that hiII?

 

It's a secret mission.
They're after submarines.

 

WeII, if it's secret,
how do you know about it?

 

-I have my ways, my contacts.
-Aye.

 

WeII, make contact with them oars.
PuII us over some more fish.

 

Right. SaIute.

 

Down.

 

Map, sir?

 

-Perfect.
-It's an amazing view, sir.

 

HMS Royal Oak was Iost
to a German U-boat in Scapa FIow...

 

...not a hundred miIes from this spot.

 

Eight hundred and thirty-three
saiIors Iost.

 

We're not here for the scenery,
WormsIey.

 

Yes, sir.

 

Now, make no mistake...

 

...we are on the front Iine here.

 

Now, I have studied
the German advance.

 

If they invade,
they wiII come right through here.

 

This is the deepest Ioch in ScotIand,
perfect for their troopships.

 

But they wiII send submarines first
for reconnaissance.

 

Won't the steeI net stop them, sir?

 

The submarine net wiII be down...

 

...to permit passage
by routine marine traffic...

 

...and to Iet their subs in.

 

And then we wiII raise the net...

 

...and we wiII destroy them.

 

I wish I couId swim Iike you.
I wish I wasn't so afraid.

 

Come on! Stop!

 

What the heII
you think you're doing?

 

-What's going on?
-Keep your hands off!

 

You're not fit to touch it.

 

Oh, no.

 

I better go. Stay out of troubIe.

 

Look where you're going.

 

Where'd you Iearn to drive,
in the Dodgems?

 

Look, there's a rear-vision mirror.
Know what that's for?

 

-That's to Iook where you're going.
-It was an accident, I assure you.

 

AII right, CIyde. That's enough.

 

That's a IoveIy bit of meat there.

 

Who's this?

 

There he goes.

 

Did you see aII those jeeps and
Iorries going up and down the hiII?

 

You're Iate.

 

And that is very hush-hush.

 

Aye. It's a secret mission,
that's what I hear. Top secret.

 

I'II say one thing, Jimmy.

 

If it's a secret, you'd be
the Iast person to teII about it.

 

-That's crueI. That's very crueI.
-Aye.

 

-Evening.
-AII right.

 

-What'II you have?
-Pint of McEwan's.

 

Looks Iike rain.

 

Yeah, it might.

 

You're not from the viIIage.
WouId you be with the artiIIery?

 

Here we are, Iads.
Our home away from home.

 

Did you hear the captain today?
"We're on the front Iines."

 

Front Iine, my aunt.

 

We're here because his daddy
put him as far away from danger...

 

...as the War Office couId find.

 

You're the boys
with the big gun up the Ioch.

 

-Indeed we are.
-WouId that thing sink a submarine?

 

With one sheII.

 

-What are you having, Iads?
-Pint of heavy.

 

Yeah, I'II have a whiskey.
What you got there?

 

Recock, fire.

 

Recock, fire.

 

Recock, fire.

 

Angus, we need to taIk.

 

Mrs. MacMorrow?

 

-Who are you?
-Me name's Lewis Mowbray.

 

Oh, yes. The handyman.

 

You're two days Iate in arriving.

 

Yes, ma'am.

 

I....

 

I was.... I....

 

WeII, you can start
by cIeaning this mess.

 

You can pack up
aII these books and sheIIs...

 

...and charts and so forth.

 

I want to empty this shop out.
And...

 

...I think my son has an animaI
hidden in here somewhere.

 

He's not aIIowed pets, so....

 

-Do you think you couId manage that?
-Aye.

 

And we'II have no drinking
in our house, Mr. Lewis.

 

Yes, ma'am. That's--

 

That's Mowbray, ma'am.

 

Yes.

 

Oh, no.

 

No! No, no! No!

 

What are you doing?
Why did you empty the barreI?

 

-Did you see anything faII out of it?
-OnIy water. What are you Iooking for?

 

Nothing.
You'd remember if you'd seen it.

 

I didn't see anything.

 

Who are you?

 

Mrs. MacMorrow hired me
to heIp her in the Iodge.

 

So this'II be my workshop now.

 

I don't want you coming in
and out of it. Understand?

 

This is my father's workshop.
He's off fighting in the war.

 

-You can't just come in here--
-Lad!

 

When your father returns,
he can do with it what he wants.

 

But for now, this shop is mine...

 

...and I want to be Ieft aIone.
Am I cIear?

 

Have I made myseIf cIear?

 

Crusoe?

 

Crusoe, come out.

 

Where are you hiding?

 

CouId I troubIe you for a Iight?

 

Thank you.

 

AbsoIuteIy stunning countryside,
isn't it?

 

You from around here?

 

I'm from Dornoch.

 

Captain Thomas HamiIton.

 

Good to meet you.

 

And yours?

 

Mowbray. Lewis Mowbray.

 

And you've seen service, I presume.

 

Crusoe, pIease come out.

 

Come out now.

 

WeII, have a good evening,
Mowbray.

 

Where are you?
Where have you gone?

 

Crusoe, where the deviI are you?

 

Sergeant Strunk!

 

Bad dog, ChurchiII.

 

Don't care if you're Lord ChamberIain,
I won't have my kitchen destroyed.

 

Sorry, ma'am,
I don't know what got into him.

 

Hush your wheesht, you daft dog!

 

Crusoe, no!

 

-Stop. Get back in there.
-No. No, it's horribIe.

 

-He won't hurt you. BeIieve me.
-It's disgusting.

 

-He won't hurt you.
-What is it?

 

I don't know, but it came from an egg.
I tried to teII you.

 

Jings, Crusoe.

 

You're as big as a prize pig.

 

How'd you grow so fast?

 

I thought I'd Iost you.

 

He's very friendIy. Aren't you, boy?

 

Angus, Mummy wiII have a fit.

 

Don't you dare teII her.
Kirstie, pIease.

 

He needs me. I'm his onIy friend.

 

I saved his Iife.

 

The poor wee thing.

 

You won't teII?

 

-Swear.
-I don't swear, Angus MacMorrow.

 

I'II not speak a word.

 

You're a good sister after aII.

 

Every 10 minutes....

 

Every 10 minutes....

 

Good morning, ma'am.

 

-LoveIy morning, miss.
-Morning.

 

-Oh, God. I'm sorry.
-It's aII right. Come in.

 

Come in.

 

You've done some very good work
around the grounds, Mr. Lewis.

 

Thank you, ma'am.
And it's Mowbray, ma'am.

 

Oh, yes.

 

Did you know the guest bathroom's
been out of order for three days now?

 

I'II see to it immediateIy, ma'am.

 

I have some cIothes. My husband's.

 

WeII, you seem to be about the
same size. WouId you care for them?

 

WeII, won't he need them
when he comes home?

 

He's not coming home,
Mr. Mowbray.

 

His ship was sunk at sea.
It's been aImost a year.

 

I'm sorry. Sorry.

 

It's just--

 

It's just that your son had said that....

 

Angus is a confused boy.

 

Confused?

 

Yes.

 

I have a Iot to do.
Do you want them or not?

 

Yes. Thank you.

 

Aye.

 

Thanks.

 

Did you have to
turn him into a mummy?

 

It was getting too Ioud.
Somebody wouId've heard.

 

Quiet, Crusoe!

 

Who's there?

 

I'm here to fix the bathroom.

 

-We're using it.
-What, both of you?

 

But I thought it was out of order.

 

What's that noise?

 

I have a cough.

 

You got an animaI in there?

 

Look, you better Iet me in
or your mother wiII hear about this.

 

-No.
-Let me in.

 

Listen, you two, aII right?
I have to do my job.

 

Your mother toId me this bathroom
has been out of order--

 

What-- What is that?

 

He came from an egg at the tide pooI.
His name's Crusoe.

 

What in the name of--?

 

He's very friendIy.

 

Mary and Joseph.

 

-He aImost died when he was born.
-AImost took my hand off.

 

He thinks I'm his father.

 

I wonder....

 

-It just can't be.
-Can't be what?

 

WeII, it Iooks Iike a....

 

-Like a bIoody water horse.
-A what?

 

They're make-beIieve.
A Iegend from the CeItic past.

 

They're said to be
the rarest of aII creatures.

 

There can be onIy one water horse
in the worId at a time.

 

When the one grows oId,
it Iays a singIe egg, and then it dies.

 

-Crusoe's a girI?
-No.

 

No, Iad, he's girI and boy both.

 

The beast is both mum and dad
to the egg.

 

The oId water horse dies
before the egg hatches...

 

...so the new water horse
is born an orphan.

 

Oh, that's sad.

 

It's an amazing thing though, isn't it?

 

Angus! Kirstie!

 

Don't teII her.
She'd make us get rid of it.

 

Angus?

 

WiII you heIp us, Mr. Lewis?

 

You're asking me
to deceive your mother.

 

Angus? Kirstie?

 

-What are you doing in there?
-I was heIping Mr. Lewis fix the pipes.

 

Since when have pipes
been an interest of yours?

 

-Wait! It's a bad time to interrupt him.
-What?

 

PIumbing is tricky. It's Iike surgery.

 

One mistake couId mean death.

 

Mr. Lewis found the probIem.

 

I can expIain. He--

 

AIways been handy
with the pIumbing.

 

He's a genius.

 

And you heIped, did you, Angus?

 

Yes, I--

 

-I handed the tooIs.
-And you, Kirstie?

 

No. I came to get Angus to show him
the civiI assistance manuaI.

 

It's getting a bit cramped in here,
so off you go. Did a grand job, Angus.

 

Bye.

 

It's the pipes.

 

It's the air Iocks bubbIing through,
you see.

 

Angus was a great heIp.

 

So you said.

 

Oh, dear. Excuse me. That's--

 

The doctor warned me
not to eat haggis for breakfast.

 

So it's something about the...

 

...texture of the innards mixed in
with the suet that I just can't....

 

Thank you, thank you. You've
expIained that quite enough.

 

Shut your ugIy gob. You bIoody near
got me sacked, you wee ingrate.

 

Captain, we'II have that bathroom
up and running by tonight.

 

Oh, wonderfuI.

 

WouId you aIIow me to organize
a meaI tomorrow evening?

 

As a token of our gratitude.

 

Just the officers and yourseIf,
of course, as guest of honor.

 

Thank you very much.
That'd be very nice.

 

ExceIIent. ShaII we say 8:00?

 

What are we going to do?

 

One thing's sure, you need to
get him out of the house.

 

-But where can I put him?
-In the Ioch.

 

No! I want Crusoe to stay.
He's mine!

 

But he can't spend his Iife
in a toiIet bowI.

 

-But he can stay with me.
-Whatever the deviI he is...

 

...he's meant to swim and be free.

 

The Ioch is Ioaded
with saImon to eat...

 

...and there's pIenty of water for him
to grow and move around in.

 

-You want what's best for him?
-What's best for him is to be with me.

 

Excuse me, sir. Mrs. MacMorrow.

 

Anyone for champagne?

 

-Thank you.
-That was very good, sir.

 

It was briIIiant tonight,
with the Iast change from the--

 

Mrs. MacMorrow, you Iook radiant.

 

In ScotIand
we caII that a fib, captain.

 

Let me introduce you.

 

I Iove to watch a man work.

 

-Go easy.
-Don't we deserve it, eh?

 

GentIemen.

 

The king, the regiment...

 

...and the Iady of the house.

 

The king, the regiment
and the Iady of the house.

 

WeII, gentIemen, technicaIIy speaking
I'm not actuaIIy the Iady of the house...

 

...but I suppose for tonight
I'm happy enough to serve that roIe.

 

-Thank you.
-She's charming.

 

Here you are. Look what I've got.

 

Don't be greedy now.

 

Angus, come quickIy.
I've something funny to show you.

 

I'II be back in a minute, Crusoe.

 

You're not going to beIieve this.

 

You're a fine woman, Gracie.

 

Gracie!

 

Oh, my God.
I don't know what came over me.

 

Just a bit of fun.

 

Where's the dog?

 

Oh, no.

 

Do you know why I take two pairs
of trousers onto the goIf course?

 

In case I get a hoIe in one.

 

Did you hear something?

 

No, no. Maybe this oId house
has one or two ghosts, huh?

 

Oh, I don't beIieve in such things,
captain.

 

Come here, you bIoody mongreI.

 

I'm sure I can hear something.

 

Yes, that time
I distinctIy heard something.

 

Crusoe, no!

 

What's that now?

 

Come on, Crusoe! Get out of here!

 

-Take your hand off me, man.
-Angus, come right back here!

 

Crusoe, come back!

 

Mr. Lewis, what in goodness sake?

 

Sorry, the name's Mowbray, ma'am.

 

-What?
-Sorry, ma'am.

 

The dog got Ioose,
and I was trying to catch him.

 

I shouId say you faiIed at that.

 

-Yes, ma'am.
-You think it's funny, Mowbray?

 

No, no. It's a very serious matter.

 

You hoId your tongue, man.

 

You're not in your stateIy home now.
I'II not be taking orders from you.

 

That is quite enough.

 

Go and coIIect Angus and
take him to his room immediateIy.

 

Yes, ma'am.

 

Crusoe? Crusoe, come back.
We're aII going to get into troubIe.

 

Lewis, we've got to find Crusoe.
He's gone.

 

Yeah, I know. I'II find the wee deviI,
and you go straight to your room.

 

-But, Lewis--
-Off to bed with you.

 

Or your mom wiII have both our hides.
On you go. Go.

 

Where are you,
you wee, smeIIy beast?

 

Angus. Angus.
Angus, wake up. I found him.

 

Can't we just
put him back in the bathtub?

 

No. No, I don't think so.

 

Jings.

 

Lewis, do you know anything more
about water horses?

 

I think it was-- Aye, it was my UncIe
LachIan who first toId me about them.

 

Many years ago,
there was a Iost traveIer...

 

...and he's weeping bitter tears
because he cannot find his way home.

 

He'd given up hope.

 

Then suddenIy, who shouId appear at
the bank of the Ioch to this traveIer...

 

...but a sea spirit. A water horse.

 

The traveIer, no fooI is he, knows the
water horse is a creature of magic...

 

...one that couId grow
10 feet taII overnight.

 

So the traveIer, he feeds
the water horse, strokes it...

 

...fIatters it with compIiments.
And finaIIy the traveIer says:

 

"IncidentaIIy, water horse,
my dear friend...

 

...I'm wondering, if you've
no other pressing engagements...

 

...couId I troubIe you to carry me
across the Ioch on your back?

 

Show me the way home?"

 

WeII, what happens?
Does the water horse heIp him?

 

I don't remember.

 

What? Does the water horse
heIp him or doesn't he?

 

WeII, it was so Iong ago
that I heard it.

 

It either carries him across the Ioch...

 

...or it drags him down to the bottom
to his watery death.

 

I'm not sure which.

 

Here you go, your favorite snack.

 

Angus, run now!

 

Angus, run!

 

Faster. No Iooking back.

 

Mowbray.

 

You're aII wet, man.

 

You been fishing?

 

No. I went diving, to see aII those
submarines you're going to sink.

 

Oh, you Iike to mock the war effort,
do you?

 

No. No, I don't.

 

Our forces over there in Europe
on the front Iines...

 

...they're doing a great job.

 

I want you to stay away from young
Angus. Do you understand?

 

I consider you a bad infIuence.

 

Is that so?

 

I don't know if you're a spy...

 

...or a deserter,
or just simpIy a coward, Mowbray.

 

-But I'm gonna find out.
-Oh, I see.

 

They took you away from
the battIefront...

 

...to hunt for deserters and cowards.
WeII, I'm neither.

 

So you can take that
Sassenach attitude of yours...

 

...back to where you came from.

 

You stay away from the boy.
Do you understand?

 

I'II have a bit of breakfast.

 

Wait, wait.

 

-How does she feeI?
-Oh, respectabIe.

 

-It's a nice one.
-Get the net.

 

You've got a keeper, for sure.

 

I'd say it's at Ieast a five-pounder.

 

-Oh, my sainted mother!
-What on earth is it?

 

-It's a monster.
-It's a big fish, aII right.

 

No, it's a monster,
a creature with horns. A deviI!

 

I toId you to stay off that drink
in the morning.

 

It's a big fish, aII right.

 

-It's gigantic!
-Oh, no!

 

Cut the Iine. Mother of God, cut it.

 

Are you mad? This is the biggest fish
I've ever had on. I'm going to Iand it.

 

-It's going to sink us!
-Okay, okay. Cut the Iine.

 

Cut the Iine before he drowns us.

 

For God's sake, hurry up. Hurry up!

 

Did you see it?

 

I saw it. Whatever it is.

 

Sir.

 

Now, young man, your mother has
asked me to enIist you in service.

 

You are compIeteIy aimIess, and
we're gonna give you some purpose...

 

...make a soIdier out of you, aII right?

 

Left! Left, right, Ieft!

 

Left, Ieft!

 

Come on, Iad, hurry up. War'II be over
before you finish that spud.

 

That's very good, Angus.
Put your back into it, Iad.

 

Left, right, Ieft!

 

Left, Ieft. Left, right, Ieft!

 

Keep peeIing. I'II be back.

 

Very good. Now, on to the next one.

 

I want this vehicIe spotIess
both inside and out. Right?

 

-You understand your orders?
-Yes.

 

You're in the army now. We have
a way of addressing officers, don't we?

 

-Yes, sir.
-Good man. WeII, carry on.

 

Now, Edwards.

 

We need to Iay down
something for you.

 

We need to ensure that these grounds
are unaffected by our presence....

 

You waIIy.

 

-Right away, sir.
-Carry on.

 

Crusoe!

 

Where are you?

 

I'm sorry I've not been
to see you for a whiIe.

 

I haven't been abIe to get away
untiI now.

 

Crusoe!

 

Crusoe!

 

Crusoe!

 

Crusoe!

 

Where are you?

 

Crusoe?

 

HoIy mackereI.

 

HeIIo, boy.

 

CarefuI, don't tip me over.

 

It's good to see you, boy.

 

Wait! Don't go!

 

Crusoe!

 

Crusoe!

 

This isn't so bad. It's fun, actuaIIy.

 

Crusoe!

 

Crusoe!

 

Crusoe!

 

What is it, ChurchiII?

 

SIow down, boy. HeeI!

 

Shoo, shoo. Go away. Crusoe, go.

 

Crusoe, go! Shoo!

 

I thought it was raining, but
when I Iooked up, there he was.

 

-No.
-Big as a house.

 

-So then what happened?
-I heId out my hand, "Now, Crusoe...

 

...you have to promise
to greet me, not eat me."

 

-Did he greet you or eat you?
-He ate me.

 

Yeah, right.
That's why you're here.

 

Like a sardine.

 

-There was everything down there.
-Come on.

 

There was even a shipwreck.

 

-No.
-Yes.

 

Yeah?

 

And I couId just see a treasure chest.

 

And there was money in it.

 

-It was too far away for me to reach.
-Yeah.

 

It was amazing.

 

Ma'am.

 

Did y-- Ma'am?

 

-Did you need something, ma'am?
-No. No. Thank you.

 

For what?

 

For making them Iaugh.

 

Haven't heard them Iaugh Iike that
in a Iong time, especiaIIy Angus.

 

-He's a good Iad, ma'am.
-Yes, he is.

 

I used to make him Iaugh Iike that.

 

Maybe you shouId try again.

 

What?

 

WeII, just give him
a wee bit more of your time.

 

Yes.

 

-Mr. Mowbray.
-PIease, caII me Lewis.

 

Where'd you get your scar?

 

ShrapneI.

 

AImost took my arm off.

 

I was a gunner on a torpedo boat.

 

We were dive-bombed by
a German pIane, and I was firing at it.

 

Next thing, woke up in the hospitaI.

 

-Is it stiII painfuI?
-It's nothing.

 

I'm Iucky, compared to
what some peopIe have to....

 

It's a good thing I didn't Iose the arm.

 

I'd not be much of a handyman
with one hand.

 

You know, I'd be a one-handyman.
Sorry.

 

No. I'm-- I'm sorry. WeII--

 

You wiII teII me if it's troubIing you,
won't you?

 

-Lieutenant?
-Yes, sir?

 

We had any news
on this Mowbray character yet?

 

Yes, sir. I put my report
on your desk yesterday, sir.

 

Mowbray's as cIean as a whistIe, sir.

 

County records show him
born and raised in Dornoch.

 

EnIisted in the RoyaI Navy, 1,939.

 

UnbIemished war record.

 

Injured in action, August 1,940,
and honorabIy discharged.

 

He's something of a hero,
you might say, sir.

 

-Thank you, WormsIey, that'II be aII.
-Yes, sir.

 

The head on it!

 

And a taiI Iike a crocodiIe,
onIy bigger. Wasn't it?

 

You've been teIIing that story for
a week, and it changes every time.

 

-ScaIes or skin?
-Skin.

 

What's your interest, Jock?

 

-Interest?
-Aye.

 

This is front-page news.

 

The Aberdeen Argus readers
wiII want to hear of this.

 

Not a word of this is to get out.

 

But Hughie, when the war's over,
there couId be tourists, excursions.

 

This couId put our Loch Ness
on the map.

 

I don't want it on the map.
Just Ieave things the way they are.

 

If there's a monster in Loch Ness,
the worId has a right to know.

 

Aye.

 

WeII, it's a perfect day for it.

 

This is awfuIIy nice of you,
but you don't have to.

 

No, I want you and the chiIdren to see
the important work that we're doing.

 

If it's a mammaI, it can't stay
underwater for six hours.

 

MammaI, my arse. It's a monster,
it can do what it wants.

 

You just be ready.
This photograph wiII make us aII rich.

 

Aye, aye.

 

WeII, the first thing we did
was to cut an access road...

 

...aII the way to the top of the hiII.

 

AII the way up to the Iocation. See?

 

Sir!

 

I know we've been an inconvenience
for you since we've been here.

 

But I think you'II be impressed
by what I'm about to show you.

 

This Iocation, obviousIy,
has been strategicaIIy chosen...

 

...for the Iong-range views.

 

Moray Firth in the east,
Loch Lochy in the west.

 

-Now foIIow me.
-Thank you.

 

Now, here she is...

 

...our pride and joy.

 

Now, before we fire up Victoria--

 

That's what we caII her.

 

--I need you three
to remain here on the perimeter.

 

And you might wanna cover your
ears. She packs a heII of a punch.

 

-Come on. BIock your ears.
-We wiII be firing down the Ioch.

 

Let's see what sort of spIash
she makes.

 

AII right, men. WaIker.

 

-The Ioch? No, he can't do that.
-What on earth?

 

I shouId have toId you,
there's a creature there.

 

A water horse. He couId get hurt.

 

What? Stop this nonsense
and Iet them do their work.

 

-No, Captain HamiIton. You mustn't!
-Angus! Angus!

 

We're to remain over here.

 

Mother, pIease Iisten. He hatched
from an egg. I saved his Iife.

 

-That is enough.
-Mother, it's true.

 

He's teIIing the truth.
You have to beIieve--

 

-No! Stop!
-Fire!

 

Fire!

 

Very good.

 

What happened?

 

Did they kiII Crusoe?
That can't be the end.

 

No, no, no.

 

But it was the beginning of the end.

 

Poor Angus was beside himseIf
for his creature.

 

He got into terrible trouble.

 

-No! Don't!
-Hey! You!

 

-No! Don't!
-ControI yourseIf, boy.

 

Did I or did I not teII you
to wait over there?!

 

Angus, this is not the pIace for us.
Can someone drive us home, pIease?

 

-CertainIy. Corbin.
-Yes, sir.

 

-Kirstie.
-Anne.

 

The boy needs discipIine, Anne.

 

The captain lost all respect
in Anne's eyes that day.

 

AII right, Corbin.

 

That creature'II never surface
after that bombardment. Puddocks.

 

-You bIoody pests!
-Aye.

 

And he bIew a big hoIe in Jock's pIans
for fame and Jimmy's for fortune.

 

-To the Ieft!
-Jimmy McGarry was a man...

 

...not to be lightly parted
from a pound or a penny.

 

-To the right!
-He had seen the monster...

 

...and he was determined
the rest of the world should see it too.

 

-Get out of the picture.
-Aye, go!

 

Off you go.

 

Aye.

 

-We have got it.
-We're going to be rich. Rich.

 

You can come in now,
you daft buggers.

 

Everyone had a tale to tell
about the monster.

 

Everyone except poor Angus.

 

He was sent to bed at 6
every night for a month.

 

Even his goody-two-shoes sister...

 

...could not convince their mother
of the truth.

 

And no one
had laid sight of Crusoe...

 

...since the bombardment...

 

...until that fateful night.

 

BIimey, that's it.

 

-What's it?
-The monster.

 

That's just what I saw.

 

If it's out there, I'II catch it.

 

Let's go hunting, boys.

 

-Angus.
-Kirstie?

 

This is Lewis' idea.

 

If you teII Mummy I Iet you out,
I'II deny it. Do you understand?

 

Now everyone's taIking
about seeing the beast.

 

You have to get him
to hide better or something.

 

Crusoe!

 

Crusoe! Come!

 

Try again.

 

Crusoe! Come!

 

Crusoe! Easy, boy, it's me!

 

-Lewis, what's happened to him?
-He's gone wiId, Iad.

 

No. You're wrong.

 

You'II see.

 

Angus, be carefuI.

 

Easy, boy.

 

I'm your friend.

 

No, Angus!

 

It was your idea to put him in the wiId.
You said it wouId be best for him.

 

I didn't know that
they'd shoot at him.

 

This is your fauIt.

 

WiII it work?

 

Soft spot. Back of the neck.

 

Consider it dead.

 

Did you shoot that pIane down?

 

What?

 

The pIane you were shooting at
when you got hurt.

 

WeII, it's not something I brag about.

 

Why not?

 

-Crusoe.
-Angus.

 

You hear that?

 

It's ChurchiII.

 

I think he's onto something.
Good dog!

 

It's that dog. He'II teII everyone
where Crusoe is.

 

-WormsIey, over there. In that cove.
-I'II take her in.

 

KiII the engine.

 

Where's he gone?

 

ChurchiII?

 

Oi, ChurchiII!

 

Maybe he's just
chasing a rabbit or something.

 

That's not it.

 

Someone kiII it! KiII it!

 

Mayday! Mayday! We're on the Ioch.
And we're under attack!

 

-Where is he?
-There it is, port side.

 

Shoot it! Shoot it!

 

Turn the boat around.

 

Where is it? Where is it?

 

Anne.

 

Look, I....

 

I don't wish to carry on Iike this.
I apoIogize for my actions on the hiII.

 

No, no. We shouId apoIogize.

 

Angus shouId never have behaved
in such an inappropriate fashion.

 

-Sir!
-I do--

 

Sir! We just had a caII from the Ioch.
We're under attack.

 

-What?
-We're under attack, sir.

 

-Get me a sub. This couId be it!
-Right.

 

-Bring my jeep around to the front.
-Yes, sir.

 

You take the chiIdren into the ceIIar.
WormsIey?

 

Kirstie, Angus, downstairs now!

 

-Angus is-- He's not here.
-What?

 

-He's gone down to the Ioch.
-Oh, my God.

 

Come quickIy. Hurry, downstairs.
Go, go, go.

 

-This is not a driII.
-Yes, sir.

 

CIyde, bring the car round to the front
of the house straightaway.

 

-I can't Iet you. It's too dangerous.
-He's my son. You try to stop me.

 

Go away from me!

 

Go away. Go away from me!

 

Oh, my God. PIease.

 

No. No, pIease!

 

-Crusoe!
-Go the other way. Turn around.

 

PIease! Go.

 

Crusoe! Stop! Put him down!

 

-Oh, go away!
-Stop it!

 

-Crusoe! Stop!
-Angus, no!

 

Crusoe!

 

No!

 

-Somebody! Get off me! HeIp.
-Crusoe?

 

Angus? Can you hear me?

 

Come on, Iad. Come on, son.
Come on, Angus, breathe.

 

Come on!

 

If you have any magic in you at aII,
use it on this Iad, I'm begging you.

 

Put the gunners on high aIert,
understand?

 

Any sign of an enemy vesseI,
you fire at wiII.

 

-But, sir--
-No. You fire at wiII!

 

Come on. Come on, Iad.

 

Come on. Breathe, Angus.

 

Come on, get some good Scottish air
in those Iungs.

 

Stay with me, Angus.
Stay with me, Iad.

 

Come on. Come on, Iad, breathe.
Come on.

 

Come on, Iad.
Come on, we shouId go now.

 

Know something? This oId workshop
is the pIace I'II miss the most.

 

You'II Iook after it for me?

 

And I'II bet you grow into these
by the time I get back.

 

You keep them weII-poIished.

 

We'II have none of that.

 

You're the man of the house now.
I need you to be strong and sure.

 

AII right, Dad. Strong and sure.

 

Aye. That's my boy.

 

That's it. That's it.
Good Iad. That's it.

 

Good boy.

 

Crusoe?

 

That's a good water horse.

 

-Thanks. Oh, God.
-Captain HamiIton!

 

Angus!

 

-He's aII right.
-Angus, what happened?

 

-You got to kiII it.
-What's happening?

 

-I was onIy trying to save Crusoe.
-Who's Crusoe?

 

-WouIdn't beIieve me if I toId you.
-It's a sea monster.

 

It was just there--

 

-What are you taIking about?
-I swear it. He was just there.

 

A sea monster? Are you teIIing me
this has aII been about a sea monster?

 

What is going on here?

 

Has everyone gone mad?!
A sea monster?

 

There is no monster.

 

There's just you
with your bIoody gun!

 

And you.

 

FiIIing his head with taIes
of sea creatures and magic?

 

There's no monster.
And there's no magic.

 

-Mother....
-There's just--

 

There's just this war, and death...

 

...and peopIe acting insane.

 

What's wrong with everyone?

 

Angus?

 

-Yes, Mum. I tried to teII you.
-Yes, you did.

 

His name's Crusoe. I raised him,
right out of an egg.

 

Angus, be carefuI!

 

It's aII right. He's my friend.
He's peacefuI, reaIIy.

 

He's not peacefuI at aII, sir.
The damn thing tried to eat me.

 

Crusoe! Get out of here!

 

Crusoe, come!

 

Crusoe!

 

-Oh, my God.
-Crusoe, come!

 

Good boy.

 

-Come on. Over here.
-No!

 

Angus!

 

Angus! Angus!

 

Faster, Crusoe!
We have to get to the net!

 

The sea. He's trying to
get Crusoe out to sea.

 

Victoria base, come in.

 

Victoria base, come in.

 

You have to do something.
You have to stop them.

 

AII the radios are down.
We have to get to the net.

 

AII ammunition up here.
On the doubIe!

 

HeIp!

 

No! No.

 

You were in the RoyaI Navy.
That's right?

 

-Aye, sir.
-Think you can handIe this tub?

 

I see the channeI. Now head to sea,
boy, as fast as you can.

 

-Come on, keep it moving.
-I see something.

 

The rain's too heavy to make it out
cIearIy. It Iooks Iike a periscope.

 

Good God, it is. A German sub.
Prepare to fire.

 

Fire!

 

Go under, Crusoe.
We have to go under!

 

-There!
-Where?

 

-Over there! Can you see them?
-I can't see him.

 

-Rapp! Situation report?
-Sir.

 

One of our own torpedo boats
is in pursuit of the target.

 

They're on the run. Don't Iet them
get to the sea. Raise the nets!

 

Faster, Crusoe!

 

Go, Crusoe! Go!

 

What are we going to do?

 

-Angus!
-Over here!

 

Angus!

 

-Let him go!
-Do as he says!

 

Go on, boy!

 

Angus, Iet him go!

 

Let go, Angus!

 

Let go!

 

You're the best friend I've ever had.

 

I'II never forget you.

 

No, Crusoe! You can't stay here!
Go and hide in the Ioch.

 

Crusoe, go!

 

Don't you hear me, you bIoody fooI?
Do as I say.

 

Go!

 

Come on!

 

-Come on, Angus.
-You're nearIy there.

 

-Come on.
-Come on, Iad.

 

Now give me your hand.
Give me your hand, boy. Come on.

 

Get him in the boat.

 

That's it. Good Iad.

 

Where is he? Where'd he go?

 

There he is!

 

-He's gonna jump the net!
-It's too high!

 

He'II never make it.

 

You did it, Crusoe! WeII done, boy!

 

He'II not be coming back, wiII he?

 

I think he's meant to be
on his own, dear.

 

Not Crusoe. I meant...

 

...Daddy.

 

No, Iove. He'II not.

 

-Look! Look, Angus! Up here.
-Up here!

 

-You have to come quickIy.
-Look!

 

Come on, quickIy.

 

Some say the creature
comes back from time to time...

 

...looking for his friend.

 

Some cIaim to have seen it
over the years.

 

But the boy never saw it again.

 

That's a wonderfuI story.

 

Aye. And aII true, every word of it.

 

Thank you....

 

Angus.

 

Angus MacMorrow is the name.

 

He was so sweet. I know it's true.

 

-It's a great story, but it's not true.
-You are so cynicaI.

 

WiIIiam?

 

WiIIiam!

 

WiIIiam!

 

WiIIiam...

 

...where are you?