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Tuesday
May222012

"Awake" I must be dreaming

You may not have seen the adverts recently on Sky Atlantic for a new show which has started named 'Awake'. Well, I have and it has left me a little pissed! Here’s why;

R’kid text me a month or so back about this show, or rather he text me “Remind you of anything...” and then the imdb link. I went to the link and started reading the synopsis for this show, which follows a detective coping with his life following a terrible car crash which, while he survived unscathed, took the life of his wife... or son.

Confused? Yeah, that’s the thing, he lives in 2 worlds, 1 when he goes to sleep, where his son survived the crash and the other, when he’s ‘awake’ where his wife survived the crash. Sounds interesting no? He sees a psychiatrist in each reality and each of them is trying to convince him that his ‘other’ reality is a fantasy that he’s created as a coping mechanism for the crash. It’s such an intriguing and awesome premise I could have written it myself! ...oh wait a second, I DID!?!

It’s true you see, this story line, almost exactly follows the screenplay I wrote in 2006 for a movie called “Normal Again”. Now, it may be unimaginable for me to be creative in this way, so I’ll give you a little back story; I watched a lot of movies through university, a lot. So many in fact that I thought that I’d probably not do too bad a job at making one myself! To this end, I started formulating a few ideas and reading books about screenwriting. During my ‘placement year’ of university, where I worked at a school as IT support, I started to put ideas down on paper [well on the computer anyway].

The idea I had which I thought had the most mileage was a story called “Normal Again”. I spent most of the year writing, changing and ‘perfecting’ this screenplay. By the end of it I was rather proud [although R’kid was the only one who had actually read it]. This story follows a guy, who is coping with his life following a terrible car crash which, while he survived unscathed, his wife didn’t... or did.

It picks up his story a year or so after the accident and sees him ‘wake up’ to a different reality to the one he has been living during the time he is ‘awake’. In his waking reality his wife has died in the car crash and he is now with another woman. He seems happy in this state until he starts ‘waking up’ in his dreams. In the world he wakes up to, he is strapped to a bed in hospital while his wife [alive] and mother are pleading with him to stay with them and not slip back into his fantasy. He has a psychiatrist in his ‘dream’ reality and is forced to consult a psychiatrist in his ‘awake’ reality when the ‘dreams’ become more intense. Ring any bells?!

While it’s not a carbon copy, the structure and major themes bear an undeniable resemblance. The thing is, after university and the slow realisation that I wouldn’t get round to actually getting this thing made into a film without an awful lot of luck, I gave the script to R’kid as – being a writer – might be able to use.

And use it he did, after a couple of [c] MJB changes he managed to get the thing into the quarterfinals of a screenwriting competition, the prize being getting your script made into a film! It didn’t get further than the quarters, but still not a bad effort for a story imagined some 6 years ago. I don’t have the modified version which R’kid submitted, but managed to dig out the 2005/6 [c] PCB version [confirmed by adobe ‘date last modified’ metadata - 30/03/2006] so if you have an hour or so to kill and you’re up to date with the latest episode of Game of Thrones, you can read it and share some of my disappointment that I’m not currently smashing it – LA style – with the Entourage gang... I need an alternate reality myself!

please forgive spelling/grammar/lack of writing talent/funny characters instead of .../etc, formatting might be a bit off and it was 7 years ago!

NORMAL AGAIN


                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. HOSPITAL ROOM. TWILIGHT.

       JACK is sleeping, rugged, stubbled, wakes up, slowly, he
       doesn't know where he is, then sees that he is in a hospital
       bed. A small window is high up, above the head of the bed,
       letting a shaft of light shine in. JACK sees He is
       restrained; he looks down at his wrists and starts
       struggling. His wrists are bound with bandages from suicide
       attempts, but he looks bewildered, not knowing what's going
       on. He starts struggling, and grunting.

                           JACK
                 What thÉ Hello? HellÉ (Hello?)

       DR. CAMPBELL, with a clip board, white coat, etc. Has
       stubble, late 30's, is alerted by JACK's shouting.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Jack, what do you remember?

       SARAH, an attractive older woman, pushing 50, is waithing in
       the shadows.

                           DR. CAMPBELL (CONT'D)
                     (Rushing to the bedside)
                 Jack?
                     (To SARAH)
                 He seems to be coming round again,
                     (to JACK)
                 Jack, do you know where you are?

                           JACK
                     (Struggling with
                      restraints)
                 What, Whatta you on about?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 What is the last thing you
                 remember?

                           JACK
                     (Angrily)
                 Who are you? Get these things off
                 me! What d'you mean, remember? I
                 wasÉ let me outtaÉ (here)

                           SARAH
                     (Rushing to bedside, grabs
                      JACK's hand in hers)
                 Jack, Jack, look, just calm down a
                 little bit, tell doctor Campbell
                 what you remember.

                           JACK
                     (Bemused, recognising
                      SARAH, and looking into
                      her eyes)
                 Mum, what are youÉ what's going on,
                 I was just gonaÉ, how, whaÉ now I'm
                 here
                     (looks around)
                 in a hospital? Where's Victoria?
                 Tell me whaÉ, tellÉ (me what's
                 going on?)

                           SARAH
                     (To DR. CAMPBELL quietly
                      but JACK can still just
                      about hear)
                 Victoria? Who, who's that, we
                 don'tÉ (know anyone called
                 VICTORIA)

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (To SARAH same volume)
                 Its part of his constructed
                 personaÉ he's beenÉ (creating
                 people and personalities to anchor
                 himself to his unconscious reality)

                           JACK
                 Constructed? What the hell are
                 youÉ? (talking about)

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Now Jack, I want you to tell me
                 what you remember seeing before you
                 woke up here.

                           JACK
                     (Frustrated)
                 No. That's it, just tell me what
                 the hell is going on. Why am I in a
                 hospital?

                           SARAH
                 Don't worry, you're safe here.
                     (To DR. CAMPBELL)
                 right? He's going to be OK now
                 isn't he?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Quietly to SARAH)
                 Well we can't be sure of anything,
                 the irregular conscious periods,
                 theÉ (aggression, the fact that he
                 cannot remember anything)

                           SARAH
                     (Interrupting)
                 But that's good, surely, the more
                 he isÉ (conscious the better chance
                 we have of getting him back)

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Talking over SARAH)
                 Not necessarily, with his memory
                 loss, we can't say for sureÉ (that
                 he's getting any better. Without a
                 structured memory, he may stay like
                 this indefinitely)

                           JACK
                     (Interrupting loudly)
                 Hey, look I'm right here, now can
                 someone just explain to me what's
                 going on?

       DR. CAMPBELL gets up from the bedside and sighs as he starts
       to explain.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Jack, you have been in a coma, butÉ
                 (with irregular conscious periods)

                           JACK
                     (Interrupting loudly)
                 A coma?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Sighs again, trying to
                      get through his
                      explanation)
                 Listen, you have been waking from
                 this coma, intermittently, which
                 isÉ
                     (Beat. Trying to think of
                      something to sum it up
                      but failing, scowls)
                 highly irregular. You have woken up
                 half a dozen times, yet each time
                 you have no memory of it.
                     (Beat. He lets it sink in
                      )
                 You only remain conscious for a
                 short while, and fall into a state
                 of shock, putting you back into the
                 coma.

       DR. CAMPBELL walks back over to JACK, who is looking very
       confused, looming over him almost, he leans in.

                           DR. CAMPBELL (CONT'D)
                 Now, Jack think; what is the last
                 thing you remember about the crash?

                                                         CUT TO.



       EXT. GARDEN. EVENING. RAINING.

       Round tables, and chairs are arranged on the grass in the
       back garden of a large stately home, people are standing
       around, in little groups talking quietly, all dressed in
       black, it is obviously a funeral. JACK is sat at a table,
       away from the main pack of people on his own, a measure glass
       half full of whiskey on the table, his hand around it,
       playing with it, whilst looking nowhere in particular.

       NATALIE, attractive mid to late 20's, brunette, wearing a
       black suit, walks over and puts her arm over his shoulder,
       sitting down in the chair next to him, trying to comfort him.

                           NATALIE
                 Charlotte's looking for you; she
                 wanted to talk before she left.

                           JACK
                     (Disinterested)
                 Just the formalities I expect.

                           NATALIE
                 Well those things are important
                 too, you're not going to leave it
                 up to Sarah are you?

                           JACK
                     (Sneering)
                 Don't even know why she came.

       A tear appears from the corner of JACK's eye, hardly
       noticeable, he stares over at SARAH, standing talking to a
       group of mourners.

                           NATALIE
                 You have to talk to her sometime;
                 she isn't going to just go awayÉ
                 (you know)

                           JACK
                 She doesn't deserve anything. She's
                 the one who left, besides, she
                 doesn't care, you seeÉ (her forcing
                 tears out earlier, it was
                 disgusting)

                           NATALIE
                 It's not my fault, OK. You just
                 need to sortÉ (things out with her)

                           JACK
                 I'm sorry; I didn't mean toÉ it's
                 just when I think about what she'sÉ
                 I'm sorry.
                     (Change of tone)
                 I'll handle it.

                           NATALIE
                 Just don't let her get to you.

       JACK closes his eyes hard, to fight back tears, downs the
       rest of his glass and gets up from the chair. NATALIE walks
       over to him and they embrace. SARAH is now arriving to greet
       them.

                           NATALIE(CONT'D)
                     (To JACK, out of ear shot
                      of SARAH)
                 Good luck.
                     (To SARAH in a sarcastic
                      kind of voice)
                 Sarah.

       JACK watches NATALIE walk away and SARAH approaching.

                           SARAH
                 Natalie.
                     (To JACK after NATALIE
                      leaves)
                 JACK, why did you bring her, you
                 know I don'tÉ (approve of her)

                           JACK
                 Don't start mother; it's not your
                 decisÉ (decision to make, I asked
                 her to come)

                           SARAH
                 Fine, what do I know anyway? Look
                 we have to go by the house
                 tomorrow, sign theÉ (death
                 certificate, and burial forms)

                           JACK
                     (Cutting her off, angered)
                 "WE"? What's this 'we'? Now he's
                 dead all of a sudden you give a
                 damn?

                           SARAH
                 Don't you take that tone with me.
                 You know that's not true. I loved
                 your father, just because we
                 weren't together doesn't mean I
                 stopped caring.

                           JACK
                 How can youÉ
                     (Sighs)
                 don't worry about coming round, me
                 and Charlotte can handle itÉ

       JACK's voice trails off as he stares into the distance,
       looking lovingly at NATALIE.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                         CUT TO.



       INT. CAR. EVENING. RAINING.

       Car is driving down the road, half way through their journey
       they have been talking. JACK is not wearing a seat-belt,
       NATALIE is driving.

                           NATALIE
                     (Looking at JACK)
                 What are you thinking?

                           NATALIE(CONT'D)
                     (Still looking at JACK)
                 I think you should go see him; it
                 can't be easy for either of you,
                 without each other.

                           JACK
                     (Getting irritated)
                 Well he made his bed; he chose to
                 cut himself off from the rest of
                 us. It's not my faultÉ (he's not
                 here)

                           NATALIE
                     (Cutting in)
                 I know.
                     (Distracted by something
                      on the road)
                 Shit, can't see a thingÉ

       It's raining heavily, and the wipers and headlights are not
       doing a lot, the car swerves, but regains control.

                           NATALIE(CONT'D)
                 ÉLook. I understand really
                     (pleading)
                 but it's not like you make any
                 effort to try to reach him. I
                 really think you two could use the
                 support.

                           JACK
                 Just leave it, OK, if he wanted my
                 SUPPORT, he'd have asked by now.

                           NATALIE
                     (Raising her voice)
                 Oh, For God's sake Jack, he's your
                 brother. You should see him.

                           JACK
                 Why? Yeah, tell me why he deserves
                 it.
                     (Voice just starting to
                      crack, close to tears)
                 he wasn't the oneÉ
                     (Lets out a cry/cough, but
                      not crying properly)
                 Éwhere was he in the last days? I
                 was the one who sat with himÉ
                     (Tears stream down his
                      face)
                 ÉI had toÉ
                     (Fighting them back,
                      regaining composure)
                 it's not an option.

                           NATALIE
                 Oh JACK, consider it, that's all.
                 You could both useÉ (each other to
                 lean on)

       Her voice trails off as JACK is looking out the front window
       ignoring her.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       EXT. ROADSIDE. EVENING. RAINING.

       The car has crashed. JACK has been thrown through the
       windscreen, and NATALIE is in the driver's seat. The car is
       crashed with the back round a tree, front sticking out into
       the road. It is on fire at the back. Windscreen is smashed.
       JACK is just regaining consciousness.

                           NATALIE
                     (Screaming, and in tears)
                 Jack! Jack! oh God, help I can'tÉ
                     (Grunts and struggles with
                      belt)
                 help, get me out, pleaseÉ

                           JACK
                     (Just getting to grips
                      with the situation, very
                      emotional running over to
                      the car)
                 Natalie, just, just hold on, oh my
                 God; we'll get you out, don't worry
                 Natalie.

       JACK gets to the car and begins struggling with the belt.

                           NATALIE
                     (Still in a state)
                 Come on Jack, please, helpÉ

       The car explodes and JACK is blown backwards back onto the
       road, while NATALIE is left in the car. JACK is unconscious.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                         CUT TO.



       INT. JACK'S BEDROOM. NIGHT.

       It is night, and there are horizontal material blinds on the
       window, moon light seeping through the sides. JACK wakes
       suddenly, in double bed, VICTORIA next to him, he looks down
       over her; he is looking confused after the dream. He gets out
       of bed, wearing boxer shorts.

                                                         CUT TO.



       INT. KITCHEN. NIGHT.

       Open plan living room and kitchen, there are stairs leading
       up to the bedroom, all open plan, JACK descends the stairs,
       and walks across toward the kitchen. He enters the kitchen,
       and gets a glass from the cupboard; he has turned no lights
       on. Moonlight seeps in through the kitchen window. He opens
       the fridge, and gets a water filter out, and pours himself a
       glass of water. He goes to a cupboard, and retrieves a bottle
       of pills, sleeping pills, but it doesn't really matter. He
       takes them, with the water, and leans on the counter, trying
       to figure out what just happened. He gets up, and walks over
       to the fridge. He opens the fridge door, puts the water
       filter back and shuts it to reveal VICTORIA standing there,
       dressed in dressing gown, looking sleepy, gives him a little
       shock.

                           JACK
                 Hey you, what are you doing up?

                           VICTORIA
                     (Playful and still half
                      asleep)
                 Oh, I heard you get up; I did call.

                           JACK
                 Sorry, go back to bed, I'll be up
                 in a bit.

                           VICTORIA
                 How come you woke up?

                           JACK
                 Just... couldn't sleep, too much
                 coffee, you should get back to bed,
                 you're up early.

                           VICTORIA
                     (Sexy, teasing smiling,
                      still half asleep)
                 Only if you come warm me upÉ

                           JACK
                     (Puts on a smile for her)
                 Ok, just gimme a minuteÉ

       VICTORIA leaves, and JACK stands at the fridge door, looking
       across the living room, into a mirror, he stares at himself,
       not much expression on his face, beat. He then obviously
       decides something, and walks off.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. KITCHEN. AFTERNOON.

       JACK is standing at the fridge, looking in, deciding between
       bottles of wine. The front door opens, JACK looks over as
       VICTORIA comes through the door, she has a bag, and is
       wearing a coat, and obviously she has been at work. JACK
       leans up on the fridge.

                           JACK
                 How was work?

                           VICTORIA
                 Hello,

       VICTORIA walks over to JACK, close to him, and presses
       herself against him, lightly kissing him, and letting out a
       little tired sigh.

                           VICTORIA(CONT'D)
                 ÉWork was fine, what have you been
                 up to?

       VICTORIA walks across the living room, to the computer.

                           JACK
                 Not much,
                     (goes off on a tangent)
                 do you think it'd be pretentious if
                 we took an expensive bottle of wine
                 tonight?

                           VICTORIA
                     (Over her shoulder,
                      smiling)
                 Don't be silly, it's fine.

       She clicks a couple of times at the computer.

                           JACK
                 OK, do you want red, or whiteÉ

                           VICTORIA
                     (Interrupting)
                 What's this crap?

                           VICTORIA(CONT'D)
                     (Reading off the screen)
                 "Dreams: what they mean for you",
                     (lets out a laugh and gets
                      up from the computer,
                      walking over to JACK)

                           JACK
                     (Thinking quickly,
                      defensive)
                 Oh that? Oh, Mike was here earlier,
                 he had some dream aboutÉ (a goatÉ
                 in a boxÉ? With a thingÉ?)

       Camera onto a 2 shot as they meet.

                           VICTORIA
                     (Reaches him, interrupting
                      taking the piss voice)
                 Yeah, sure. Mike,
                     (changes tone to
                      concerned)
                 Éthis isn't anything to do with why
                 you were up last night is it?

                           JACK
                     (Dismissing it)
                 No, noÉ
                     (Gives an evil grin)
                 Éjust the other day I dreamt I got
                 food poisoning from your cooking,
                 and was wonderingÉ (if it was a
                 sign)

                           VICTORIA
                     (Pulls a shocked face,
                      then it cracks into a
                      smile)
                 Ohh, that's just not funny,
                     (starts tussling with him)
                 I'm gonaÉ

                           JACK
                     (Smiling still playing
                      with her)
                 Wha-what? I just thought that maybe
                 this is a sign to leave it to
                 Nigela.
                     (Laughing)

       They continue their little fight, she jumps round him, legs
       round his waist, arms round his neck.

                           VICTORIA
                     (Pulls back her head to
                      meet his, pouts)
                 My cooking isn't that bad is it?

                           JACK
                     (Looking into her eyes,
                      close)
                 Honey,
                     (kisses her quickly)
                 I'd take your cooking over
                 anyone's.

       She brightens, they kiss, long, and passionate.

                           VICTORIA
                     (Seductively)
                 How long until the partyÉ
                     (they kiss again)

                           JACK
                     (Close into her, smiling)
                 Long enoughÉ

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN:



       INT. APARTMENT NIGHT

       There are a lot of people, standing around, talking and
       drinking, loud music is playing. JACK and VICTORIA, and a few
       other people are sitting on a sofa, in front of a coffee
       table with various bottles, beer, wine, vodka, an ice bucket,
       some drug paraphernalia. They shout over the music, but not
       that loud.

                           VICTORIA
                     (In the middle of telling
                      an anecdote)
                 Éand he said he thought I was
                 giving him the 'come-on'!!
                     (people laugh)
                 I mean, reallyÉ (what was he
                 thinking, now I'm not against
                 people going for it, but you've
                 gotta know your own depth)

                           JACK
                     (Turning to PETE)
                 So, you guys playing next week?

                           PETE
                     (Turns to JACK)
                 Yeah-man, we'll be at The Civic,
                 Friday, you coming?

                           JACK
                 I dunno, going to see Vicky's
                 parents during the week, so if we
                 get back.

                           VICTORIA
                     (Getting off her seat, and
                      sitting on the lap of
                      JACK - to PETE)
                 You're not giving him an excuse not
                 to come.
                     (To JACK)
                 you promised me.

                           JACK
                     (Defensive to both of
                      them)
                 No, hey, you know I love seeing
                 your folks; they're great, just if
                 we get back by Friday.
                     (Turns to VICTORIA)
                 Pete's playing The Civic.

                           VICTORIA
                     (To PETE)
                 Oh, well we'll try to get there.

                           PETE
                 Hey, don't feel you have to, if
                 you're at your folks don't worry
                 about it.

                           VICTORIA
                 No we should easilyÉ (get back in
                 time)

       An UNKNOWN man enters and stares at JACK.

                           UNKNOWN
                     (Glaring at JACK)
                 You shouldn't be here. You don't
                 belong.

       He walks off, and JACK is shaken (did it have anything to do
       with his 'dream') PETE and VICTORIA are a little stunned,
       then they start to laugh hysterically.

                           PETE
                     (Whilst laughing)
                 That guy looked so baked!

                           VICTORIA
                     (Whilst laughing)
                 Yeah, watch out Jack, I think he
                 may be after you.

                           JACK
                     (Still looking worried
                      pretending to brush it
                      off)
                 Yeah, probably some coked up
                 nutterÉ

       JACK looks over to where UNKNOWN went, but can't see him
       anymore. He frowns, turns back to friends, and takes a drink.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. HOSPITAL ROOM TWILIGHT

       The room is as it was before, JACK is in the bed, and wakes
       suddenly, DR. CAMPBELL has just finished administering some
       sort of drug (this is what has 'woken' him). He 'wakes' up
       with a gasp. SARAH is still there, a worried look on her
       face.

                           SARAH
                     (To DR. CAMPBELL)
                 Yes! Yes,
                     (to JACK)
                 Jack, honey are you OK?
                     (To DR. CAMPBELL)
                 Its working.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Looking down at JACK from
                      bedside)
                 JACK, can you hear me? My name is
                 doctor Campbell, you have been in a
                 comaÉ (for some time, it is a
                 result of a car crash you were
                 involved in)

                           JACK
                     (Interrupting)
                 Yeah, in a coma, I get it,
                 intermittent, etc.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Visibly shocked)
                 You remember?

                           SARAH
                     (Smiling, tearful)
                 My God, Jack, you can remember what
                 happened.

                           JACK
                 Well, it'd be pretty hard to
                 forget.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Comes over to the
                      bedside, enthusiastic)
                 But this is the first time anything
                 like this has happened with you.
                 This is great, it's progress,
                     (turns to SARAH)
                 his mind must be finally rejecting
                 the scenarios,
                     (breaking off to talk to
                      JACK)
                 now Jack, what do you remember,
                 last time you left us?

                           JACK
                     (Scowling)
                 IÉ I just sort of woke up in bed.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Good, good, now was there anything
                 else there, anyone you remember,
                 any places that you can recall?,
                 Anything at this point would be
                 useful.

                           JACK
                 Nothing in particular, other than
                 my house, VICKY, oh, andÉ
                 (something weird, some guy came up
                 to me at a party)

                           SARAH
                     (Getting upset
                      interrupting)
                 But Jack, we don't know anyone
                 named Victoria. Don't you see thatÉ

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Jack, do you remember anything
                 else?

                           JACK
                     (Looking funny at SARAH)
                 NoÉ what does she mean, not knowing
                 Victoria? What's that supposed to
                 mean?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Well, part of the reason you are
                 still in this coma is because your
                 mind has created a reality in which
                 you live. Victoria is part of this
                 reality. We don't know a lot,
                 really, just what we can piece
                 together from the times you have
                 been conscious. I know it must be
                 difficult to hear, but these people
                 that have been 'created' by your
                 mind are anchors, which tie you to
                 this 'reality' if you will. They
                 are there to make you feel safe,
                 and above all, to keep you there.

                           JACK
                 Wait, wait, wait. You're saying I'm
                 in a world that my mind created?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 It's a little more complicated than
                 thatÉ (your mind uses you memories
                 to form an ideal comfort zone to
                 keep you under while it tries to
                 fix your body)

                           JACK
                     (Interrupting)
                 But that's basically what you're
                 saying right?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 In a fashion.

                           JACK
                     (Not ready to believe)
                 Come on. I wake up in a hospital
                 and told I live in an imaginary
                 world I'm not swallowing that shÉ
                 (shit)

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Trying to reason with
                      him)
                 Jack, what do you actually remember
                 after the crash?

                           JACK
                     (Remembering, getting
                      upset)
                 The crashÉ NatalieÉ  oh god...

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 JACK, you need to try to focus,
                 what is it you remember?

                           JACK
                 I'd forgottenÉ it was my fault, we
                 were arguing about going to see my
                 brother, she said I shouldÉ oh God,
                 Natalie, I'm so sorryÉ now she's
                 gone, it's my fault, it's all myÉ
                 (fault)

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 But you see Jack, Natalie isn't
                 gone, she's been here with you,
                 waiting for you to wake up, you
                 passed out after the explosion,
                 Natalie managed to climb her way
                 out of the car, she was in hospital
                 for a few days, but she recovered,
                 she's OK.

                           JACK
                 She's alive? HowÉ whÉ where is she?
                 I have to seeÉ (her, get me out I
                 want to see her)

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 After you woke up the first time,
                 you were quite aggressive toward
                 Natalie, she was very upset. We
                 thought it would be best to keep
                 her out of the way until you were a
                 little more adjusted, we didn't
                 wantÉ

                           JACK
                 No, no she was in the car, IÉ I saw
                 her she wasÉ

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Think JACK, what did you really
                 see?

                           JACK (V.O.)
                 I sawÉ she wasÉ, no, sheÉ she was
                 in the car

       JACK remembers the crash, placing NATALIE in the car when it
       explodes, and then not in the car, he can't decide what he
       saw.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Appealing to him)
                 Do you want me to bring her in? I
                 can get her for you, but youÉ (must
                 try to remain calm)

                           JACK
                 Yes, yes where is she?

       DR. CAMPBELL leaves his bedside, and SARAH runs to him.

                           SARAH
                     (Beaming)
                 Oh Jack, we're gona be a family
                 again, we'll be even better than
                 beforeÉ Ohh,
                     (breaks into tears,
                      hugging him)

                           JACK
                 Its OK mum, its gona be OK.

       As he starts to say it's OKÉ the door opens and DR. CAMPBELL
       enters, followed by NATALIE, she has a tearful, loving,
       relieved look on her face, and says his name under her
       breath.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                     (Looking up from the bed,
                      nearly in tears)
                 NatalieÉ ButÉ I, I saw you die,
                     (starts streaming with
                      tears. NATALIE shakes her
                      head. She's not dead)
                 you're here, youÉ (you're alive,
                 alive)

       NATALIE heads over to him, SARAH gets up and stands to one
       side, NATALIE leans in to kiss him on the forehead, she is
       also streaming with tears.

                           NATALIE
                     (Whispering)
                 None of that matters now Jack, it
                 just matters that you're back with
                 us. I've missed you Jack, it's been
                 so lonely, I don't ever want you to
                 leave againÉ

                           JACK
                     (Whispering and a little
                      bewildered)
                 I've missed you, Natalie, what's
                 going on; I don't know what's
                 happening.

                           NATALIE
                 It's like doctor Campbell said, the
                 crashÉ you never woke up,
                     (starts crying)
                 youÉ they said you may never come
                 back to usÉ (they said there was a
                 chance you'd never wake up)

       NATALIE is crying too hard to carry on, she holds his hand.

                           JACK
                 No, no it's OK, I'm here now. I'm
                 hereÉ

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Jack, you're going to have to do
                 this yourself, when you are in your
                 created world, we cannot help you,
                 you will have to find a way of
                 cutting yourself off from anything
                 that's still holding you there, to
                 allow your mind to come back to us.
                     (produces a syringe and
                      goes to put it into JACK)

                           JACK
                 Wait, what's that? What are you
                 doing?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Injecting him)
                 This is a drug which will keep you
                 more conscious when you fall into
                 the coma; it is to ensure you don't
                 become fully immersed in your own
                 reality. You will sleep now, but
                 hopefully become more aware. Just
                 remember what I said, you are the
                 only one who can change this.

                           JACK
                 I don't want to go back yet,
                 Natalie, pleaseÉ (let me stay)

                           NATALIE
                 I'll be waiting for you right hereÉ

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. BEDROOM. NIGHT.

       JACK and VICTORIA lying asleep in bed, and JACK opens his
       eyes really suddenly, but does not jump up like earlier. He
       starts to frown.

                           JACK
                     (Whispering under his
                      breath, whilst still
                      frowning, trying to
                      figure it out)
                 What the fuÉ (fuck)

                                                         CUT TO.



       INT. LOUNGE. MORNING.

       JACK is sitting on the sofa, reading a newspaper, with the TV
       on. The News reporter is talking, giving the sports results.
       JACK is reading the paper, looking a little tired.

                           NEWSCASTER
                 Éwere 21-11 until the late break
                 when they brought it back level,
                 and Jack you don't belong here it
                 wasn't quite enough, as the cubs
                 managed to convert their chances
                 late on for an important win. In
                 other newsÉ

       After NEWSCASTER says 'you don't belong here' JACK looks up,
       straight at the TV, and watches the NEWSCASTER continue with
       the report. No repeat performance, so JACK takes the paper
       with him to the kitchen, trying to brush it off, lets out a
       yawn. JACK goes to the counter, puts the paper down and is
       picking up the coffee pot. He drops it, letting out a
       startled, annoyed grunt, and waves his hand in the air
       (cooling off his burnt hand), the coffee pot has smashed on
       the floor, but when he bends to pick it up, it is stone cold.
       He gets up, grabs the newspaper, and goes out the front door.

                                                         CUT TO.



       EXT. STREET. AFTERNOON.

       JACK walks down a street to DR. BERKLEY's office, he passes
       people on the sidewalk, including DAVE, he carries on
       walking, but he stares at JACK as he goes past. Subtle,
       hardly noticeable. JACK gets to the office.

                                                         CUT TO.



       INT. PSYCHIATRIST'S WAITING ROOM.

       The windows are tinted, but at the top sun is shining a shaft
       of light into the room, JACK talks to the receptionist, then
       he sits down next to DAVE. JACK doesn't notice anything odd.

                                                         CUT TO.



       INT. DR. BERKLEY'S ROOM.

       DR. BERKLEY is sitting at his desk, JACK on a chair opposite.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                     (Continuing with
                      conversation)
                 ÉSo you feel that these 'dreams'
                 are affecting you physically now?

                           JACK
                 Well I don't know what's happening,
                 I'm seeing things, and these
                 dreams, they're just, they're so
                 real, I can actually smell the
                 hospital,
                     (working himself into a
                      state)
                 and today with the coffee, and
                 there was a guy at this party I was
                 at, telling me I didn't belongÉ

                           DR. BERKLEY
                     (Interrupting to calm JACK
                      down)
                 Jack, Jack, just slow down, it's
                 OK, you're fine, there's no one
                 here but you and me. Now you seem
                 to be displaying signs of some kind
                 of paranoia, maybe some mild
                 schizophrenia, now what I want you
                 to do is make an appointment with
                 my secretary, and come back
                 tomorrow when we can have a proper
                 session, then I will prescribe you
                 some bauazipan. They are stress
                 inhibitors, and should take your
                 mind off the dreams.

                           JACK
                 Thank you DR. BERKLEY, I will
                     (gets up from the chair
                      and shakes his hand)
                 I'll see you tomorrow.

       JACK leaves.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                     (into his intercom)
                 He came.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. CAFE. AFTERNOON.

       JACK is sitting at a table with a cup of coffee, staring into
       space, deep in thought. He looks down at his coffee, then
       sees DAVE standing in front of him.

                           JACK
                     (Looking around, as if the
                      guy has made a mistake)
                 Can I help you?

                           DAVE
                 I know who you are Jack, you need
                 not be alarmed.

                           JACK
                 How do you know my name? Who are
                 you?

                           DAVE
                 My name is Dave, and I have been
                 following you. But don't worry. It
                 was in fact you who asked me to be
                 here.

                           JACK
                 Asked you to? What the hell are you
                 talking about?

                           DAVE
                 You remember the hospital Jack?

                           JACK
                 What do you know about that?

                           DAVE
                 I am here to ease the transition
                 between here and the hospital. Like
                 doctor Campbell said, you need to
                 find a way to detach yourself from
                 the things holding you to this
                 place. This is why you asked me
                 here, to assist.

                           JACK
                 Assist? But I never even met you
                 before.

                           DAVE
                 No, but this isn't a place of logic
                 Jack, the words of doctor Campbell
                 were remembered in your
                 subconscious, and the action you
                 wish to take regarding them is
                 manifested in me.

                           JACK
                     (Looking confused and
                      getting irritated)
                 My actions that I what? What are
                 you on about?

                           DAVE
                 You were right to see doctor
                 Berkley, he can help you to let go.
                 The medicine he will give you will
                 also enable you to stay in a
                 conscious state for longer periods.

                           JACK
                 Doctor Berkley?, No he, he was
                 supposed to help me get over these
                 weird dreams, not toÉ (encourage
                 them)

                           DAVE
                 It's Ok Jack, don't be scared, we
                 all want to help bring you back to
                 Natalie.

                           JACK
                 We?, Who? No, stop it. I don't want
                 this.

       JACK gets up from the chair, he's freaking out, and looks
       round to see that everyone else in the cafลฝ is looking at
       him.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                     (Visibly distressed,
                      shouting)
                 What the FUCK is going on?!

       JACK is looking around, everyone is silent. DAVE gets out of
       his chair, trying to sooth JACK.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                 Jack listen, all we want to do is
                 help you, after all, this is all
                     (raising arms to the cafลฝ
                      and everyone in it)
                 your doing anyway.

       DAVE walks towards JACK, saying we just want to help, JACK is
       saying no, no, everyone in the cafลฝ stands, and starts
       walking towards JACK, saying we're here to help you. DAVE
       gets to JACK, and says, just relax, JACK, you'll be there
       soon, just hold still, he holds JACK, and someone from behind
       grabs JACK and puts him in a chair. JACK starts to
       hyperventilate, into a panic attack, he's looking around him
       at a figure standing over him (DAVE), he's still saying no,
       no, looks again, and it's DR. CAMPBELL standing over him, and
       he realises he's back in the hospital room again, with DR.
       CAMPBELL giving him an injection. A moment of calm.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 He's back.

       JACK starts struggling, vigorously, screaming, not coming to
       terms with where he is now. He is yelping. DR. CAMPBELL
       starts in a soothing tone.

                           DR. CAMPBELL(CONT'D)
                 It's OK Jack, we're here now,
                 you're in the hospital, you're
                 going to be Ok.

       JACK calms a little, getting his bearings, realising that he
       isn't in the cafลฝ anymore.

                           JACK
                 Uhhh?! WhaÉ I wasÉ and thereÉ they
                 were everywhere. Natalie.

                           NATALIE
                     (Soothing)
                 No no no sweetie, it's Ok, you're
                 here, that's what matters. You're
                 here.

                           SARAH
                 Yes honey, you'll be Ok now, we're
                 here.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Jack, you are making incredible
                 progress, you have been awake more
                 in the past few days than at any
                 other point of your coma. All we
                 need to do now is figure out how to
                 keep you here. Now what happened?

                           JACK
                 There was a man, he called himself
                 Dave, he said he knew about the
                 hospital, and about doctor Berkley,
                 he said that he was there to help
                 me, and then everyone just started
                 looking at me, and it was horrible,
                 and theyÉ

       JACK works himself into a state, so DR. CAMPBELL interrupts
       him.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Right, you say there was a man,
                 this 'Dave' and he knew about the
                 hospital?

                           JACK
                 Yes, he said he was there to help
                 me. But how could he know about
                 this place, and be real?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Well, I'm not sure exactly what
                 this Dave guy is trying to do, but
                 I think this might have something
                 to do with you letting go of the
                 reality you have built up. Do you
                 remember me telling you that you
                 would have to sever all ties to
                 that reality if you are ever to
                 stay here?

                           JACK
                 Yes, he saidÉ
                     (thinking)
                 He said something about in my
                 subconscious letting me know that I
                 had to leave.

                           SARAH
                 Oh, Doctor, that's great isn't it?,
                 I mean that's exactly what you
                 asked him to do, he's trying to get
                 outÉ

       SARAH puts her arm around NATALIE in a sort of motherly,
       mourner's fashion.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 That's right, Jack, You have made
                 the first step, you have created a
                 character, Dave to help you let go
                 of the reality. He will help you
                 sever your ties, and you might be
                 nearly ready to join us
                 permanently.

                           NATALIE
                 Oh God Jack, well done, oh, I love
                 you so much, now you can come back
                 to me at last.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Now you said something about a
                 doctor Berkley?, What did you mean
                 there? Who is he?

                           JACK
                 He, he was, a psychiatrist. Dave
                 knew about him.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Jack, why did you go to see a
                 psychiatrist?

                           JACK
                 I, I, I was trying to get rid of
                 these dreamsÉ I thought I couldÉ

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (Loud and pissed off)
                 Jack! What are you doing, these are
                 not dreams, this is not your
                 deluded fantasy. That is what we
                 are trying to save you from.

                           NATALIE
                 Jack, no, you can't, if you do
                 things like this you will ruin the
                 work you have already achieved.
                 Please Jack.

                           SARAH
                 No Jack, no you have you have to
                 come back, you have to believe,
                 don't you believe?

                           JACK
                 But Dave, he, he said that it was a
                 good idea to see doctor Berkley,
                 that the pills he would give me
                 would help to keep me here, in the
                 hospital.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Ah, I see, pills, that could be Ok
                 Jack that's good, you have created
                 a way of keeping awake, or at least
                 a chance of waking more regularly.
                 Very good.

                           JACK
                 So what should I do?, What's going
                 to happen?

       SARAH breaks away from NATALIE in a sort of 'take charge'
       air.

                           SARAH
                     (To DR. CAMPBELL)
                 Yes, when will Jack be better?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Well there is some progress still
                 to be made, but he's defiantly on
                 the right track. Just keepÉ

       He trails off as JACK goes into some kind of shock fit,
       shaking and the like.

                                                         CUT TO.



       INT. BEDROOM. NIGHT.

       JACK is still shaking, but because VICTORIA is shaking him to
       wake him up, he wakes abruptly.

                           JACK
                 Hmmm? Wha. What? What's wrong
                 Vicky?

                           VICTORIA
                 You were making strange noises, and
                 struggling about, you Ok?

                           JACK
                 What? Oh, um I guess it must've
                 been a nightmare or something

                           VICTORIA
                 You not remember?

                           JACK
                 No, why, what's wrong?

                           VICTORIA
                 Nothing, just wanna make sure
                 you're OK.

       She kisses him on the forehead.

                           JACK
                 Don't you worry about me,
                     (moves and kisses her too)
                 I'm fine. Go back to sleep.

       He turns over, away from VICTORIA, and looks slightly
       worried, she is staring at him looking very worried.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                         CUT TO.



       INT. DR. BERKLEY'S. OFFICE.

       JACK is already in with DR. BERKLEY, talking to him, DR.
       BERKLEY is sitting, with a notebook / clipboard in an arm
       chair, and JACK is sitting on one to, leaning forward,
       gesturing with his hands.

                           JACK
                 Éand everyone in the coffee shop
                 started holding me down. What's
                 happened to me?

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 It's Ok Jack, I told you yesterday
                 that I would help, and I will. This
                 is one of the stages of recovery.
                 Look, you have to be completely
                 honest with me, you don't have to
                 be worried, you can trust me, you
                 can tell me anything you want.

                           JACK
                 OkÉ

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 First of all you have to tell me
                 when this all started. Right from
                 the beginning, starting with the
                 accident.

                           JACK
                 ButÉ

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack, I need to know if I'm going
                 to be able to help you.

                           JACK
                 Well after Natalie died, I just, I
                 couldn't carry on, first dad, then
                 her, but Victoria, Victoria was
                 there for me when I was alone, she
                 helpedÉ we moved, we got together
                 here, and we've been fine. But it's
                 lately these dreams, and I think
                 she suspects something, sheÉ

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 So you started having these dreams,
                 that you are in a hospital and you
                 say Natalie is there?

                           JACK
                 Yes.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Ok, I think what's happening is
                 that you are feeling guilty about
                 being with Victoria, in your
                 subconscious you feel that you are
                 betraying Natalie in some way,
                 you've moved on, but you think it's
                 wrong for you to be happy, so all
                 these worries are spilling into
                 your dreams, creating fantastical
                 scenarios, where you need HER help
                 to get out of a mess, you want to
                 give her back the power, after
                 feeling you have neglected her. I
                 have seen this kind of thing
                 before. Not entirely like this, but
                 patients feeling guilty about lost
                 loved ones. You need to purge this
                 guilt Jack, if Natalie was here I
                 know she'd feel the same.

                           JACK
                 But they're so real.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Dreams can often feel real Jack.

                           JACK
                 What about Dave? What happened with
                 Dave?

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Well what happened after they held
                 you down in the cafลฝ?

                           JACK
                 Well then I woke up in the
                 hospital, and

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 And then you woke up in your own
                 bed?

                           JACK
                 Yes, butÉ

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Another dream.

                           JACK
                 But no, no I was there, I know,
                 after I saw you yesterday I went to
                 that cafลฝ.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Then it could've been a daylight
                 hallucination, either way, it's
                 just your subconscious playing
                 tricks on you.

                           JACK
                 So what do I do?

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Well, I can prescribe you some
                 medicine and I think you should get
                 out of the stress of the city for a
                 while, at least the weekend. Is
                 there anywhere you can go?

                           JACK
                 Well we were thinking of going to
                 Victoria's parents this weekend,
                 butÉ

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 That's great, now does she know
                 where you are right now?

                           JACK
                 No, she's at work, I couldn't tell
                 her about thisÉ

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack, this is imperative, you must
                 tell her exactly what's going on,
                 tell her everything. She may not
                 understand it all, but she will be
                 there for support, and that is
                 important, the support is what will
                 bring you through this.

                           JACK
                 But IÉ

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack, promise me you'll tell her.
                 You cannot do this alone.

                           JACK
                 I'll tell her.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Good, now if you need to talk, or
                 see me, just give me a call Ok,
                 here
                     (Gets a business card from
                      his pocket, and writes a
                      number on the back.)
                 This is my home number.

                           JACK
                 Ok.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Now I want you to go home and tell
                 Victoria, where you have been, and
                 everything, even the hospital and
                 Natalie.

                           JACK
                 Natalie?

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Everything.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       EXT. STREET. NIGHT.

       JACK walks down the street. He is thinking of what he will
       say to VICTORIA when he sees her. Cut to him arriving at his
       front door, he opens it, and VICTORIA is standing there,
       looking worried, with a mug of tea, eyes red.

                           VICTORIA
                 Where have you been? I've been
                 worried sick, you didn't answer
                 your phone, no one knew where you
                 were. I came home from work at
                 lunch because I was worried about
                 you last night, and you weren't
                 hereÉ

                                                         CUT TO.



       INT. LIVING ROOM. NIGHT.

       Looking through the French windows, the 2 of them inside,
       talking, one at each end of the living room, JACK is talking
       to VICTORIA, but we can't hear any of it, as it is too
       distant, too muffled. JACK is explaining, VICTORIA's face
       distraught. JACK kind of breaks down, but still standing,
       just crying, VICTORIA goes to him, arms outreached, and holds
       him while they both cry.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. BEDROOM. NIGHT.

       JACK and VICTORIA are lying together, wrapped around each
       other. VICTORIA lets out a sigh.

                           VICTORIA
                 Hmmm. I'm glad you told me
                 everythingÉ that was everything
                 right?

                           JACK
                 Of course, what you think there's
                 more to add to a crazy story like
                 that?

                           VICTORIA
                 No, I, I just want to know
                 everything, you should never feel
                 like you have to hold back.

                           JACK
                 Well you don't need to worry now,
                 we'll be ok, we're gona be fine.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       EXT. DRIVEWAY. DAY.

       JACK is stood at the back of the car, boot open, its a 4x4
       thing, he is putting the last bag, which he picked from the
       floor into the boot. VICTORIA is in the passenger seat,
       looking in the rear-view mirror at JACK.

                           VICTORIA
                 You all done?

                           JACK
                 Just about. The house locked?

                           VICTORIA
                     (chuckling a little)
                 Yes! I told you already, come on or
                 we'll be late.

       JACK walks to the drivers door, and gets in, VICTORIA is
       tuning the radio, or putting in a mix tape, music comes on
       which she approves of and she turns to JACK and smiles. She
       leans over and they kiss briefly. JACK starts the car, and
       pulls out of the drive.

                           JACK
                 Ok, lets go.

                           VICTORIA
                 Oh, I've been meaning to ask, you
                 know this thing we've got coming
                 up,
                     (JACK shoots her a puzzled
                      look)
                 you know, the Brown's anniversary?

                           JACK
                 Oh yeah. When is that again?

                           VICTORIA
                 Um, start of next month. Anyway I
                 was thinking we should maybe invite
                 Tom and Andie.

                           JACK
                 Really?

                           VICTORIA
                 Yeah, you know they don't get out
                 much, and it might be nice for them
                 to get to know some new people.

                           JACK
                 I guess, but can we do that?
                 'Invite' people to a party that we
                 aren't even throwing?

                           VICTORIA
                 I'm sure it'd be fine. It's an
                 anniversary, the more the merrier.
                 You can have a word with Lynn at
                 work, I'm sure she wont mind, and I
                 can talk to Andie.

       VICTORIA smiles at JACK, and he smiles back.

                           JACK
                 I love you.

       JACK starts to dip his head, and shakes off sleep

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                 Whoa.

                           VICTORIA
                 What?

                           JACK
                 I just, I feel really, weird, like
                 just tired. You mind taking over
                 the driving, I just, I don't wanna
                 have an accident.

       The car pulls over onto a grass verge, and JACK throws open
       the door, gets out, VICTORIA following closely behind,
       looking worried. JACK leans against the side of the car,
       dizzy.

                           VICTORIA
                 JACK, JACK, what's wrong? Are you
                 ok?

                           JACK
                 Just gotta... stand, feel...

       JACK vomits onto the grass, VICTORIA rubbing his back,
       leaning in to see if he's ok. JACK looks visibly better.

                           VICTORIA
                 You alright now?

                           JACK
                 Yeah, I just
                     (wipes his mouth on a
                      tissue)
                 urgh felt feint. I dunno, it was
                 strange. I feel Ok now though.
                 Maybe something I ate.

                           VICTORIA
                 Well if you're sure. Here, I'll
                 drive the rest, try to get some
                 rest.

       VICTORIA helps him back into the car, into the passenger
       seat, and she gets in the drivers seat, and pulls away. The
       drivers window is open, VICTORIA has a tear running down her
       face. JACK doesn't notice, as he has his eyes closed, but not
       sleeping in the passenger seat.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       EXT. LODGE. DAY.

       JACK and VICTORIA arrive at BILL and JANICE's, VICTORIA's
       parents' house, it's a kind of lodge, out of the way, but not
       like the only thing in the forest for miles, just less urban.
       The car pulls up and BILL is walking towards it in jeans, and
       a check shirt.

                           BILL
                 Vicky!, Darling how are you, and
                 Jack. Great to see you guys.

                           JACK
                 Bill,  How've you been

                           VICTORIA
                 Mum, dad!

       VICTORIA runs up to JANICE and hugs her tightly, JACK walks
       up to BILL, and shakes him warmly by the hand.

                           JACK
                 Nice to see you again, how's the
                 back?

                           VICTORIA
                 Did you get my letter last month?

                           BILL (CONT'D)
                 Not too bad, could do with a hand
                 shifting some of the logs out back
                 though

                           JANICE
                 The Thompson's new baby? Yes, isn't
                 it lovely.

                           BILL (CONT'D)
                 Well, let's get your stuff, c'mon.

       BILL walks to the boot of the car and retrieves the bag, JACK
       grabs another, and starts walking inside with it. The women
       are in front, linked arms, chatting away about the new baby,
       and we walk just behind JACK and BILL.

                           JACK
                 How's the weather been holding up
                 round here? I heard there was a
                 fierce storm couple weeks back?

                           BILL
                 Well we missed most of it, but it
                 made a mess of one of the trees out
                 back we had... (to cut it down)

       BILL's voice trails off as they enter the house.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. LODGE. DAY.

       BILL, JACK, JANICE, and VICTORIA are sitting round a dinner
       table, eating a roast meal, and drinking wine.

                           BILL
                 So, Janice and I will be away this
                 summer, we're taking a long overdue
                 cruise, why don't you two come up
                 here, you can have the cabin for 2
                 weeks? Hmm?

                           JANICE
                 Oh yes, that would be nice don't
                 you think Victoria?

       VICTORIA looks over at JACK.

                           VICTORIA
                 Well, what do you think?

       JACK smiles at her, and holds her hand under the table

                           JACK
                 I think that's just the break we
                 need.

       They gaze at each other while BILL talks.

                           BILL
                 Well that's settled then.

                           JANICE
                 It's so good to see you two again.

                           BILL
                 Now who pass your plates and I'll
                 get dessert.

       JACK raises his plate up for BILL, and in doing so reveals
       the inside of his arm, he looks down at it, and sees a needle
       mark, and then hospital pajamas, and a patients wrist band.
       He violently brushes his arm with his other hand causing him
       to drop his plate but it does not smash, he withdraws his
       arm, covering it. Then he checks it again, revealing no
       markings of any kind, no pajamas, or wrist band.

                           VICTORIA
                 What's the matter?

                           BILL
                 Jack, is there something wrong?

                           JACK
                 No, it's fine I just. Sorry Bill,
                 mozzie or something, I was bitten

                           BILL
                 Oh, right, yeah bloody nuisance
                 they are. It's the pond, I keep
                 telling her.

       BILL says this half to JACK, half to JANICE, who he is
       referring to, whilst BILL is talking, VICTORIA gives JACK a
       concerned look, and mouths 'are you alright?' To him. JACK
       gives a half smile, and a reassuring nod.

                           JACK
                 I'll er (clears his throat) I'll
                 help you with that dessert then.

       JACK gets up and picks some things from the table to clear

                           BILL
                 Er sure Jack, Ok.

       BILL and JACK clear the table, JANICE looks at VICTORIA
       slightly worried, and BILL tries to ignore what happened.
       JACK takes the plates to the kitchen.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. LODGE BEDROOM. NIGHT.

       JACK is waking from sleep. He stays lying down with his eyes
       open, to the roof for a second, then he leans over, looking
       at the other side of the bed, and VICTORIA is sound asleep.
       Then he turns over to his other side to try to leave the bed,
       but realises he is restrained.

                                                         CUT TO:



       INT. HOSPITAL ROOM. TWILIGHT.

       JACK struggles against his bonds, not understanding what is
       going on, and he starts hearing noises, voices but not
       discernible. Then he sees he is in the hospital.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Jack, you're here, can you hear me?

                           JACK
                     (groggily)
                 Yeah, I, what's happened? I was, I
                 was awake.

       SARAH and NATALIE come over to JACK.

                           SARAH
                 It's the next stage, Jack, doctor
                 Campbell said you'd be able to come
                 back to us while you are still
                 awake, isn't it great, you're
                 nearly home.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 It's true Jack, you are in the
                 final stages of rejecting your
                 constructed world. Soon you wont
                 need any drugs to keep you here.

                           JACK
                 But, what about, Vicky?, She's...

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                     (interrupting)
                 Now Jack, I told you before
                 Victoria isn't a real person, you
                 have to break away from that world,
                 forget about her, she isn't what's
                 real.

                           NATALIE
                 Please Jack, you have to forget
                 about all that now, there is no
                 Vicky, you have made her up. Don't
                 you want to come back to me Jack?

                           JACK
                 Natalie...

                           NATALIE
                 Yes Jack, you have to let go.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Now Jack the last thing you must do
                 to release yourself is to cut
                 yourself off from these friends you
                 have created. Only when isolated
                 from them can you come back.

                           JACK
                 Wha? But how?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 They need to be gone for good Jack
                 (solemn tone) you have to rid
                 yourself of them. I know it sounds
                 hard, but it's for your own good.
                 Make it as easy for yourself as you
                 can. I know you wouldn't be able to
                 kill them yourself, but you mustn't
                 think of them as people. You have
                 to find a way.

                           JACK
                 No I couldn't no,

                                                         CUT TO:



       INT. LODGE BEDROOM. NIGHT

       JACK wakes up suddenly.

                           JACK
                 No!

       He realises he is in the lodge, and starts to get his breath
       back, he is sweating. He has also woken VICTORIA with his
       yelling. She is sitting up in bed, staring at him worried.

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack?... It happened again didn't
                 it, the hospital

       JACK is still panting, he nods to her, and starts scrambling
       out of bed.

                           JACK
                 Yes, we've, we gotta leave. Now.
                 It's worse, I, I have to see doctor
                 Berkley, come on, get your stuff,
                 we have to leave, we...

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack, calm down, just calm down, we
                 can go in the morning, it's ok

                           JACK
                 No, no you don't understand, it
                 happened, it happened...

                           VICTORIA
                 I know, I know it's ok now though.
                 You just had a bad dream...

                           JACK
                     (shouting)
                 It happened while I was awake.

       This silences VICTORIA and they stare at each other, she
       looks disturbed, searching his face for an explanation.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                 Look I need to see doctor Berkley,
                 I have to find out what's
                 happening, he can help, he can...

                           VICTORIA
                     (in a state, close to
                      tears)
                 Ok Jack, we can go, I'll tell mum
                 and dad you were ill, we'll go,
                 just, it's ok, look, you're ok.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. DR. BERKLEY'S BEDROOM. NIGHT.

       The phone is ringing, DR. BERKLEY is lying in bed, and it
       wakes him, he sleeps alone, and reaches for his glasses from
       the bedside, turns on the lamp, and answers the phone (it's
       on his bedside table, because he will probably be called at
       odd times a lot - as his patients have his home phone and
       they are crazy).

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Hel... (clears his throat), Hello?

                           JACK
                 Doctor Berkley

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack?, Yes it's me

                           JACK
                 Doctor, It happened again, when we
                 were at Vicky's parents, it
                 happened again, but it was worse,
                 it, it happened when I was awake,
                 first I was...

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack. Ok, I need you to slow down,
                 just. What happened?

                           JACK
                 Well I, I, firstly I saw this
                 needle hole in my arm, and I was
                 wearing pajamas, and had a hospital
                 wrist band, and

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 And you say this was when you were
                 awake?

                           JACK
                 Yes, yes I was sat at the dinner
                 table, and passed my plate, then
                 everything was a little dimmer, and
                 I looked at my arm, and I was
                 wearing a wrist band, and had
                 pajamas on, and there was, there
                 was a hole in, in my arm, like
                 where a needle had been.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Ok Jack, you need to remain calm,
                 it was another daylight
                 hallucination, have you been taking
                 the pills I prescribed for you?

                           JACK
                 No, but then later, I was in bed,
                 awake, and I tried to get out, then
                 it was, I was in the hospital
                 again.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack, the pills, did you pick up
                 the pills?

                           JACK
                 I, no, I, not yet

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Right, I want you to come in and
                 see me, right away, just get to my
                 office. I'll be there.

       DR. BERKLEY hangs the phone up, thinks for a second, then he
       gets up from the bed.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. DR. BERKLEY'S OFFICE. NIGHT.

       The office is dark, the light on the desk is illuminating
       some of the room, but the top light isn't on. DR. BERKLEY is
       sitting at the desk, and looking through a diary / address
       book thing, he seems to be looking for something in it. There
       is a knock at the door. DR. BERKLEY gets up from the chair
       and heads towards his inner office door, the knocking
       continues. He opens in and goes to the front door, then he
       opens the door, it's JACK.

                           JACK
                 Doctor.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack, good. Come in.

       They walk into the inner office and sit, DR. BERKLEY behind
       the desk, and JACK in the seat in front of it. DR. BERKLEY
       rummages in his desk and retrieves a small bottle of pills.

                           DR. BERKLEY (CONT'D)
                     (handing JACK the bottle,
                      then finding a bottle of
                      water from his desk)
                 Here, I want you to take 2 of these
                 now, there's some water here.

                           JACK
                 What do they do?

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 It's Ok Jack, they're just to calm
                 you down, now I want to know what
                 happened when you were in the
                 hospital.

                           JACK
                 It was the same as before, but they
                 said I had to 'rid' myself of the
                 people here, like Vicky, and the
                 people 'holding' me here. I
                 think... I think they wanted me to
                 kill them. The doctor there said I
                 shouldn't think of them as real
                 people, and to find a way to get
                 rid of them, like permanently.

       DR. BERKLEY looks hard at JACK, studying him, thinking.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack, this is serious, you realise
                 that?

                           JACK
                 Of course it's serious.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 But Jack, you need to understand.
                 There is no hospital, and no doctor
                 telling you to do these things,
                 it's just you, you are telling
                 yourself these things. Not even in
                 your sleep anymore.

                           JACK
                 But I, I don't mean to, how can I
                 stop it?

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 It's up to you, you are the only
                 one who can stop this, you need to
                 come to terms with what's
                 happening, and put it behind you,
                 take your mind off it, these pills
                 will only surpress it so much, you
                 have to do the real work. Now we
                 assume it's about Natalie, now
                 maybe if you went to her grave, you
                 might...

                           JACK
                     (interrupting)
                 No, I, I couldn't face that.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Well you'll have to do something,
                 you need to keep your mind off the
                 hospital and everything else.
                 There's not a lot more I can do.

                           JACK
                 Ok. Thank you. It's been... thanks
                 for helping.

       JACK gets up from the chair, and shakes DR. BERKLEY's hand,
       then turns and leaves the office. DR. BERKLEY, waits until he
       hears the front door close, and looks through his diary thing
       again, finds the page he was looking for, and picks the phone
       up, reading a number from the page and types it in, he holds
       the receiver to his ear.

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Hello?, Yes... it's doctor Berkley,
                 could you put me through to doctor
                 Mhailer please... Jim, hi, sorry
                 it's late, but I have a patient...
                 a Mr. X, he might be dangerous...
                 no, nothing yet, but I think the
                 situation might escalate. I want to
                 be ready, just incase... sure,
                 alright then... bye.

       He hangs up the phone, waits a second, then picks it up again
       and dials a number.

                           DR. BERKLEY (CONT'D)
                 Hello, Victoria X? Hello, my name
                 is doctor Berkley...

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. BAR NIGHT.

       TOM, ANDIE, JACK, MIKE, VICTORIA and PETE are sat round a
       large table in the bar, it is full, and there is loud music,
       and people talking all around, very noisy. All have drinks at
       various levels, and of various type. They are all a little
       drunk, but not very much, they've had like 2 drinks.

                           PETE
                     (shouting)
                 So, where to after this then?

                           TOM
                     (also shouting)
                 Well me and Andie thought the
                 surgery looked alright, we came
                 past it on the way in and it was
                 pretty packed.

                           PETE
                 Yeah? Cool.

                           MIKE
                 Yeah, but I think there's a band
                 on, and it's tickets only

                           ANDIE
                 Oh, really, well there's always
                 Atlantis, that's usually fun.

                           JACK
                     (giving a little laugh)
                 Yeah, Mike, you like it there,
                 there's always some intoxicated
                 girl on your arm.

       They all laugh, JACK gets up and drains his glass.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                 Right. Who's for another?

                           ALL
                 Yeah

       JACK grabs a couple of empty glasses and starts walking to
       the bar, we watch him, coming towards us, and then turn to
       the bar. He leans over the bar and makes a 'another round'
       signal to the bar.

                           JACK
                     (to the barman)
                 Table 24. Cheers.

       He leaves the bar and is walking to the table when he bumps
       into DAVE, just by the table 5 yards away, in plain sight of
       the table.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                     (shocked)
                 Dave? What the hell, what are you
                 doing here?

                           DAVE
                 Jack, you shouldn't see doctor
                 Berkley anymore. He is no longer
                 going to help you.

                           JACK
                 What? What are you doing?

                           DAVE
                 I told you before, you are the
                 reason I am here, and doctor
                 Berkley is no longer an ally. You
                 have to end your contact with him.

                           JACK
                 I have, I mean he said I have to
                 help myself now, you, I don't want
                 to go back to the hospital, they
                 said...

                           DAVE
                     (interrupting)
                 Yes, that you need to sever you
                 ties. It's ok Jack, that's why I am
                 here, I can help you do this, you
                 needn't do anything. You're nearly
                 there, just concentrate on getting
                 better. I'll be around.

                           VICTORIA
                     (shouting at JACK)
                 Jack?!

       JACK swings round to look at her and turns back to see that
       DAVE is gone. He looks puzzled, and heads over to the table

                           VICTORIA (CONT'D)
                 Jack, what's going on - you order
                 the drinks?

                           JACK
                 Yeah, I, did you see Dave?

                           VICTORIA
                 Dave? Who the hell is Dave?

                           JACK
                 The guy, did you see the guy I was
                 speaking to?

                           PETE
                 What guy Jack?

                           MIKE
                 Yeah, what're you on about?

                           JACK
                 Just now, when Vicky called me, I
                 was speaking to this guy Dave.

                           TOM
                 Jack, you don't even know anyone
                 called Dave.

                           JACK
                 I know,
                     (getting impatient)
                 look, I was just talking to some
                 guy over there, just before I came
                 over.

                           ANDIE
                 Really?, I didn't see you with
                 anyone Jack.

                           JACK
                 But you must've... I was just now
                 speaking to someone.

                           MIKE
                 I saw you go to the bar then come
                 back here, there was no guy. You
                 paused a second. That's when Vicky
                 called you.

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack?

       VICTORIA gets up from the table and walks to JACK, she takes
       him to one side, and talks low enough that the others don't
       hear.

                           VICTORIA (CONT'D)
                 Jack, has this got something to do
                 with the hospital?

                           JACK
                     (getting angered)
                 No, what? Well yes, but I was just
                 talking to someone just now. You
                 must have seen him?

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack, I saw no one, there was no
                 one. Now doctor Berkley called me
                 earlier.

                           JACK
                 DR. BERKLEY?

       JACK looks to be getting annoyed.

                           VICTORIA
                 Yes doctor Berkley called me and he
                 was saying that you were getting
                 worse, that you might be dangerous.

                           JACK
                 Dangerous? What the hell are you
                 talking about?

                           VICTORIA
                 He told me about the last time you
                 were at the hospital, about what
                 they said.

                           JACK
                 And you really think that I would
                 do anything like that? You take a
                 doctors word over mine? Your own
                 fucking husband?

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack, I don't know what to think,
                 you said yourself it's happening
                 when you're awake now, maybe that's
                 all it was?

                           JACK
                 No, I was talking to someone, you
                 know what. Go to hell,
                     (shouting to all)
                 you can all just fuck off.

       JACK storms off out of the bar leaving the group looking
       stunned, some of the other people in the pub looked round,
       then get back to their conversations. VICTORIA starts to cry,
       PETE gets up, and sits her down at the table, shh-ing her,
       trying to be comforting her.

                           PETE
                 It's ok Vicky, what's going on,
                 what's wrong with Jack?

                           VICTORIA
                     (through tears)
                 Oh god, it's, he's been imagining
                 things. He had to go to a
                 psychiatrist. He doesn't think I'm
                 real... He doesn't think any of
                 this is real.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       EXT. STREET. NIGHT. RAINING.

       JACK walks briskly across the road, into a park, he is not
       stumbling, but he isn't walking perfectly either. He walks
       over to a nearby bench, muttering to himself, a scowl on his
       face. He sits down hard on the bench.

                                                         CUT TO:



       INT. HOSPITAL ROOM TWILIGHT.

       As JACK sits down he is in the hospital, sat up in the bed.
       DR. CAMPBELL is fiddling with various machinery by his
       bedside, SARAH notices JACK has woken.

                           SARAH
                 Jack?! Oh darling, you're awake
                 again.

       JACK looks around himself, less surprised now - he is getting
       used to it. The rain that wet his hair is now sweat on his
       brow.

                           NATALIE
                 Honey!

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Jack, good, how are you, last time
                 you left us in a bit of a state.

                           JACK
                 I'm, I'm ok.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 How are you coping. Have you
                 thought anymore about what I said?

                           JACK
                 Yes, I, well I saw Dave, he said
                 that he'd be able to help get rid
                 of my ties there.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 That's good, that's precisely what
                 you needed to do, now you wont have
                 to feel guilty about leaving
                 friends behind.

                           JACK
                 I... They didn't see Dave, they,
                 they didn't believe me.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 No, they are starting to dessert
                 you now Jack, don't worry, it's all
                 part of distancing yourself from
                 that place.

                           JACK
                 Natalie, I want, I want to be with
                 you.

       NATALIE rushes over, and gives him a hug and a kiss.

                           NATALIE
                 I knew you could do it Jack, I
                 always believed in you. Soon we'll
                 all be able to go home.

                           JACK
                 What do I need to do doctor?

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Now you just have to wait.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. BEDROOM. NIGHT.

       JACK is sleeping, the front door opens, and VICTORIA starts
       calling.

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack?, Jack are you in?

       She comes up the stairs, and opens the bedroom door.

                           VICTORIA (CONT'D)
                 Jack. Jack wake up, we need to
                 talk.

       JACK wakes slowly.

                           JACK
                 What, what is it.

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack come down stairs.

                           JACK
                 Why, what?

       VICTORIA drags him out of bed and he gets up.

                           VICTORIA
                 We need to talk to you

       They walk down the stairs

                           JACK
                 Who needs to talk to me? What d'you
                 mean?

       They get to the living room and TOM, ANDIE, MIKE and PETE are
       waiting for them there.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                 What the hell is this?

                           TOM
                 Jack, Vicky told us what's been
                 happening, you don't have to worry.

                           ANDIE
                 Yeah Jack, we're all here for you.

                           JACK
                 What're you on about?

                           MIKE
                 It's ok Jack, we were all upset
                 when Natalie died, it's
                 understandable, we all lost a dear
                 friend.

                           JACK
                 What do you know, you didn't love
                 her.

                           PETE
                 Look Jack, that's not the point. We
                 are here to help you, we want you
                 to get over this. We want you to be
                 normal again. Vicky told us about
                 the hospital.

                           JACK
                 You don't know, you're not real,
                 none of this... just leave me
                 alone, get out.

                           ANDIE
                 Jack please, you've upset Vicky.

                           JACK
                     (to VICTORIA)
                 You, you've done all this.

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack, it's to help you, you need to
                 believe me.

                           JACK
                 No, just get out all of you, I
                 don't want you here anymore, it's
                 all in my head, Natalie.

       JACK sits on the sofa, head in his knees.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                     (softly)
                 Natalie, Natalie...

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. NATALIE AND JACK'S KITCHEN. DAY.

       JACK is watching NATALIE in the kitchen, preparing some food,
       it is a summery day, and it is a dreamy like sequence,
       different from the rest. JACK gets up from the chair, and
       goes towards NATALIE, wrapping his arms around her and
       kissing her cheek from behind, she is still carrying on with
       the preparation. She turns and kisses him, then he changes
       mood, steps back from her, picks a glass off the counter and
       slams in to the floor.

                                                         CUT TO:



       INT. JACK AND VICTORIA'S KITCHEN. NIGHT.

       Everyone is trying to calm JACK down.

                           JACK
                 NO. You made her go.

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack, it's just us, please, calm
                 down.

                           PETE
                 Yeah, come on now Jack, we don't
                 wanna hurt anyone.

       JACK calms down a little.

                           JACK
                 It's ok, look I'm fine, just I need
                 a lie down.

                           VICTORIA
                 Jack?

                           JACK
                 I'm fine, really.

       JACK walks upstairs.

                           MIKE
                 He seems pretty bad.

                           PETE
                 Yeah, listen Vic, maybe one of us
                 should stay with you in case he
                 tries something.

                           VICTORIA
                 No it's fine, you guys go, I'm sure
                 he'll be ok in a while. I'll leave
                 him to sleep.

                           TOM
                 Only if you're sure.

                           VICTORIA
                 It's fine.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       EXT. DRIVEWAY. DAY.

       DAVE walks up to JACK's car, gets out a pair of wire cutters,
       looks under the car and cuts the break lead, spilling some
       fluid on the ground. Then he walks off. VICTORIA comes out of
       the house, she puts on a pair of sunglasses, and opens the
       car, puts the radio on, gets in and starts it. She pulls out
       of the drive. She drives onto the freeway, and is driving
       pretty fast. There are traffic lights up ahead, and she
       starts braking, obviously nothing happens, she looks down and
       tries again, she whispers 'what the hell' and looks up again,
       she is nearing the cars parked at the lights, and is getting
       worried, the lights turn green, and the cars pull away, she
       reaches them and is able to manoeuvre around them, getting
       some honks, she is going very fast, and, as she sighs to
       herself, just making the manoeuvre but there is oil on the
       road, and she looses control of the car, sending it into a
       nearby pylon, the front of the car explodes, just the bonnet.
       She regains consciousness, from behind the air bag, cut up a
       little - the windscreen is broken. She lets out some noises
       indicating she is hurt, and opens the door. She stumbles out,
       and is greeted by a driver who stopped just ahead of her.

                           DRIVER
                 Hey, are you ok?

                           VICTORIA
                 Yes, I'm, I'm fine, I just...

                           DRIVER
                 You don't look fine, here get in,
                 I'll give you a ride to the
                 hospital.

                           VICTORIA
                 Thank you, I just, can I use your
                 phone, I need to make a call.

                           DRIVER
                 Sure.

       DRIVER hands her a phone.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. HOSPITAL ROOM TWILIGHT.

       JACK wakes up, standing over him is a nurse, DR. BERKLEY, and
       DR. MHAILER, all busying themselves with various jobs -
       charts, etc.

                           JACK
                 What, what's going on? Why are you
                 here

       DR. BERKLEY sees that JACK is awake and turns to the nurse

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Could you get MRS. X, tell her he
                 is awake.

                           JACK
                 What's going on doctor? Where's
                 Natalie, and doctor Campbell?

       VICTORIA enters the room, with a sling, from her car crash

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                 Vicky? What happened to you? How
                 come you're here?

                           VICTORIA
                 The car... the brake lead was cut.
                 I couldn't stop.

                           JACK
                 What?! the brake lead broke?

                           VICTORIA
                 No Jack someone cut it. Someone cut
                 the brake lead.

                           JACK
                 But what? Why, why are you here?

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack. You aren't in a dream
                 anymore, this is a real hospital,
                 you are sick.

                           JACK
                 Huh? What d'you mean?

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 You don't remember, the drugs will
                 wear off, you will soon.
                     (beat)
                 Someone cut the lead Jack, Victoria
                 rang me after she found your shirt,
                 covered in brake fluid.

                           JACK
                 But I, what? I didn't do this

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack, she found the wire cutters
                 wrapped in the shirt.

                           VICTORIA
                     (tearful)
                 Why Jack? Why?

                           JACK
                 But I...

       Screws his face up, remembering, like with the crash at the
       start, sees DAVE cutting the lead, then it's JACK doing the
       exact same thing, wearing the same clothes. Then remembering
       JACK talking in the bar with himself, no one else is there
       when DAVE was supposed to be talking with him.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                 No, I can't, I didn't

                           DR. BERKLEY
                 Jack, doctor Mhailer here has had
                 experience with patients with
                 similar conditions, he is going to
                 help you recover, and Victoria will
                 be here, every step of the way.

                           DR. MHAILER
                 Don't worry Jack, we'll have you
                 back to your self again. It just
                 takes a little time.
                     (to the others)
                 He needs to sleep for a while now,
                 we should leave him. Just till the
                 drugs wear off, then we can start
                 the treatment.

       DR. MHAILER takes a needle from the side and puts it into his
       drip.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. HOSPITAL ROOM TWILIGHT.

       JACK wakes up, the room is empty except for him. He looks
       around, searching.

                           JACK
                     (shouting)
                 Hello?! doctor Campbell? Natalie?

       He starts crying to himself

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                     (between sobs)
                 What the hell is going on.

                           JACK (CONT'D)
                 Natalie, Natalie.

       He sees a scalpel on the side, and grabs it, as he says
       NATALIE some more, he closes his eyes and starts to slit his
       wrists. The door opens suddenly, and DR. MHAILER rushes in
       with a nurse.

                           DR. MHAILER
                 Oh my god,
                     (to nurse)
                 quick, get some gauze.

       They stop him cutting any further, and work at bandaging his
       wrists, there wasn't much bleeding, they then restrain his
       wrists with straps, all the while JACK is shouting 'no, no'.

                           DR. MHAILER (CONT'D)
                     (to JACK)
                 It's ok Jack, it's going to be ok.

       He prepares a needle, and injects JACK, straight into his
       arm.

                                                       FADE OUT.

                                                        FADE IN.



       INT. HOSPITAL ROOM. TWILIGHT.

       JACK is sleeping, rugged, stubbled, wakes up, slowly, he
       doesn't know where he is, then sees that he is in a hospital
       bed. A small window is high up, above the head of the bed,
       letting a shaft of light shine in. JACK sees He is
       restrained; he looks down at his wrists and starts
       struggling. His wrists are bound with bandages from suicide
       attempts, but he looks bewildered, not knowing what's going
       on. He starts struggling, and grunting.

                           JACK
                 What thÉ Hello? HellÉ (Hello?)

       DR. CAMPBELL, with a clip board, white coat, etc. Has
       stubble, late 30's, is alerted by JACK's shouting.

                           DR. CAMPBELL
                 Jack, what do you remember?

                           THE END

Wednesday
May022012

Everest 2012 : My Diary

*DISCLAIMER*

The following is my diary from the trip to Everest Base Camp in April 2012. I have transcribed it verbatim so please forgive any spelling/grammar mistakes, I’m blaming it all on the altitude...

*DISCLAIMER*

 

11-04-12 – Kathmandu – Lukla

This diary is to document Team KGB’s trek to Everest base camp in April 2012. We arrived in Kathmandu a few days ago and have already enjoyed an amazing time in a fascinating place, i have never been to a place like it, where there’s dusty streets and collapsing buildings. It is very much how i imagine India and such places are like, based on what documentaries tend to depict.

The people [locals] are very friendly and there’s only a small amount of touristy sellers who follow you around or beg for money. Our guide [who’s name i forget but will endeavour to remember] is knowledgeable and young so I’m sure we’re in good hands.

The others in our group are also great, there’s a mixed bag of nationalities and ages and certainly a few characters [us included]. From Mike and Michelle, a Canadian couple from montreal to Noel, a south African guy who is permanently happy and always up for a few beers.

So having met everyone and spent a little too long in the casino on Monday evening, we used our rest day to nurse hangovers whilst the others went to the arranged trip, it was then out for a group meal last night [sans alcohol] before a 4am wakeup call this morning.

Having not slept at all through the night, the journey to the airport [we had to take an internal flight to reach lukla and the start of the trek] was blurry with tiredness. We arrived around 6am and began waiting for our flight – lukla is 2800m and often weather conditions prevent planes from landing, we would be lucky to catch a flight at all if a storm rolled in. it did. – while waiting around for the window of good weather, we tried to sleep, read, and generally kill time.

Around midday we were finally called for our flight [we had just ordered some food which had to be cancelled] as we ran to the runway and boarded the bus adrenaline set in and the excitement from the whole group shot up.

We got into the prop plane which had a fuselage the size of a large dining table. We were ready to take to the skies in the smallest plane i have ever been on. Just as we taxied to the end of the runway and the engine revved, it died down again and we taxied back to where we had boarded.

It seems the plane had malfunctioned and wasn’t ready to fly. Dismayed we all made our way back to the terminal to play the waiting game once more. If they were not able to repair the plane we would have to wait for another to return back from lukla and hope the other masses of people would not be prioritised above us.

Then, around 2pm disaster; the weather at lukla was too poor to send planes. We were stranded and by 3pm the realisation that we would not be flying today and instead have to hope for the best that tomorrow was fairer had set in.

Just as we were contemplating some food, around 4pm our guide came with what seemed like a miracle; there were 2 choppers set to leave on a rescue mission which might be able to drop us off en route!

At just $100 each, we would be flying in a convoy in rescue helicopters! None of us had ever been in a helicopter before and couldn’t wait to jump on, what an unexpected treat. We boarded with chopper 1, mike, michelle, rjc, mrlw [in the co-pilot seat!] and myself and began our flight.

It was incredible for many reasons; the epic scenery with tiered rice fields amongst some of the largest hills i’ve ever seen, to vast rivers cutting through tree-filled mountains and finally the monolithic snow-capped peaks presented to us as we neared lukla.

The flight was a lot milder than i imagined it would be, a bit of turbulence over the hills [which was nearly too much for michelle] but mostly smooth and as we got in sight of the air strip we were all speechless. It defies description though i will try; there is a strop of tarmac which rolls down until it reaches the edge of a cliff. It’s only a couple of hundred meters long and i can’t imagine the skill required to safely land a plane there. In our helicopter we were able to simply drop down next to the path into the ‘village’.

Immediately upon stepping off the chopper i could feel the altitude on my lungs. It’s an odd feeling i’m sure i’ll have to get used to it! It’s [for me] the feeling of being very exhausted, but without the exertion to warrant it. After a cup of tea at the lodge we’re staying at however i felt a lot better.

We got room keys and repacked our bags and also put thermals on [the cold there is strange, it kind of creeps up on you and there’s no wind]. We then went to do a bit of last minute shopping [gaiters for me and waterproof trousers for rjc] before coming back to the lodge for dinner.

We were treated to a variety of curried vegetables, chicken, rice and greens. The food is very tasty and supremely satisfying. Everyone has now retired and we are ready to do the same. A bit of reading before bed and a well needed sleep in a real bed before we start tomorrow at 6:30.

Today has been amazing, even though everything didn’t go to plan and the miracle choppers are hopefully a good omen of more experiences and luck to come over the next couple of weeks!

Also remembered we just met our sherpas; Birbal and VJ.

-

12-04-12 – Lukla – Monjo

Last night was warm and cold. I woke up once sweating, upon which i removed my fleece and hat. An hour later i woke again, to put my hat back on! All in all it was comfortable, and being as i’m, generally a light sleeper i managed a good number of hours rest.

We were woken at 6:30 but i’d been snoozing since 4:30 when others were moving about, a quick ‘hot’ shower which would rival the ice shower at the old England, bowness, and our bags were packed ready to go. We had breakfast of which the porridge was my favourite [preferable to the ropey tasting boiled egg that followed] and managed to leave and begin walking around 8:00.

As with the landing strip at lukla, i simply do not have the words to describe the amazing scenery we were immediately presented with. The scale of it reminds me of the national parks of California withvast rocky hills and forests as far as the eye can see, but it’s not the same, for example while el capitan may be tall enough, the snow dusted peaks visible throughout the trail remain unparalleled.

To begin with we stayed at a slow pace in line with what we had been told, but by about half an hour in it seemed that we were fine and ramped it up to a ‘regular’ Team KGB trekking level. We followed VJ and the trail through countless settlements, quite out of place to their environment, but somehow fit right in.

There were waterfalls, great powerful rivers and this winding trail cutting through all of it, we came across long hanging bridges that would’ve looked at home in Temple of Doom and passed several yak and Sherpa trains carrying bags and supplies back to lukla.

We stopped off around 11 at Ghat where we were scheduled to be yesterday [had flights been on time] and looked around the campsite which boasted stunning views. Here we ditched our thermals as the heat of the walk and the sun was enough warmth. It was then a short walk to our lunch stop and everyone was starving. We were served a mixture of pasta, potatoes [both spicy and delicious] tuna, coleslaw and a Tibetan bread very similar to naan. All the food was amazing and i don’t think it’s just because of how hungry i was!

After lunch we continued on, with a 3-4 hour walk remaining. I won’t continue to comment on how incredible the scenery was as i really can’t do it justice, it was steeper however having come down from lukla [2800m] we had stopped at ghat [2300m] and had to climb back up to monjo [2850m]. There were a lot of steps and altitude must have played a part, but taking it reasonably steady we kept pace VJ.

The whole day in fact we kept up with the ‘leaders’ of the group, namely mike and michelle, andy [who for much of the day was leading VJ] Cyril and greg. I am pleased that we’ve been able to do this, especially with little in the way of preparation. – this could of course be because we are the youngest in the group but still. – so we reached monjo around 4 at which us at the front were surprised with, most of us felt we easily had a couple more hours in the tank.

The sherpas had just finished unloading the bags from the yaks and [having ‘won’ rock, paper, scissors] martin and i chose tent 13. Russ was with noel next door in 28. We cleaned up, changed and converged in the dining shack for a hot drink after the other had arrived.

Thoroughly exhausted we were all looking forward to dinner and read/caught up with journals/played cards while we waited.

The temperature had definitely dropped by dinner and a salty broth was a welcome sight, today’s main course was noodles, dumplings, veg and chilli chicken, again the food here has yet to disappoint. With seconds and even thirds [in some cases – rjc] we had all had our fill. Our guide [pershant – spelling may not be accurate] explained what was in store for tomorrow; a 4 hour hike up to namche bazaar where we are staying; it’s only half a day tomorrow [up at 6:30 and eta in namche of 12:30] but we must climb 1000 meters to get there. The trail is steep and many steps will be in our path, however it is the altitude which is to be considered first and foremost. Having been told it’s 3800 and above where sickness can really kick in, we will be taking it easy and taking on board plenty of water.

Vikram [again spelling required] has also joined as another Sherpa and tomorrow tom from the group will also be leaving for his own trip on his own with a guide to other peaks in the area.

Looking at the map we have travelled quite some distance today [miles wise] and although tomorrows horizontal distance is less than half, it’s the vertical meters which will really take a toll on us all. Hopefully though, not enough to hold anyone back.

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13-04-12 – Monjo – Namche

After another good night [only waking at 2am] i joined martin at 6:30 to watch the peaks all around us slowly light up as the sun began to hit them. A quick wash and much lighter day pack packed and i was ready for breakfast, it was too cold for just a t-shirt so the jumper was temporarily donned.

Another porridge started [of which i ate 2 helpings] was epic and today we had omelettes too. Some water bottles filled and last toilet stops and we took off back on the trail. We had to stop pretty close to our camp [at sagamatha park entrance] to ensure everyonve was there for the group permit. The word ‘sagamatha’ is the Nepalese name for everest and the park in which it resides is protected.

The information centre there had a model of the park and afforded us a view of what was to come. All present and correct and we continued down into the valley, today we travelled a lot less [distance wise] but the ~600m climb was the main factor.

We made good pace as we were navigating along the river but knew that only the first hour would be like this. More amazing scenery and right next to the river, we crossed a couple of the ‘indiana jones’ bridges and then there was the final crossing of the day. Now this WAS the Indiana jones bridge [admittedly not made of wood] it was only around the same length as the others, but the height was phenomenal.

Following the bridge we had a break before climbing a lot steeper. It was pretty tough going from there on in [around 3000m] until our next and most memorable stop yet, our first ever view of the peak of everest with our own eyes! There were no words to describe the feeling. A resurgence filled us all and it was on to namche.

Again the climb was steep and exhausting, every step felt like an hour up Snowdon but battling on we climbed further and in view of namche bazar.

Rjc and i had mild headaches which was put down to the sun and after drinking some more and powering through, we finally arrived at namche, an amazing [thesaurus required] place cut into the side of the hill on tiers. We left tom at his hotel about 5 mins from ours and arrived jubilant that no one was affected adversely by the altitude.

Lunch followed and the morning felt like an entire day. We hoovered down multiple courses and then went to clean up. My first hot shower in days felt amazing and to be in clean clothes. After this we headed into the market to peruse the array of wares on offer. Finishing a bit of shopping we then had a drink [soft] in the irish bar and made our way [slowly] up to the lodge before dinner.

Today’s menu boasted spicy soup with prawn crackers [delicious], pizza, chips and noodles with sauce. Again this [less traditional] meal was devoured by all and i went back for more [unheard of]! Pershant told us tomorrow we had the optional morning hike up another 400m [we are at 3440 in namche] which would [on a clear day like today] give us even better views of everest. The fact we were able to see it today from so far off and in rarely clear conditions was fantastic, but hopefully tomorrow will be even more spectacular.

The only issues is that 2 members of Team KGB are feeling the effects of the last 2 days and may not make it.

Rjc has a bout of the runs and has self medicated which we all hope will resolve the situation, while mrlw is in slightly more difficult circumstances, walking with a gait has injured his knees [not seriously] and may mean he has to take tomorrow as a rest day [as originally intended].

Fingers crossed this isn’t the case as with the clear skies we’ve been having, if it keeps up, tomorrow looks not just to be a day to gain more altitude and acclimatise, but also something pretty spectacular.

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14-04-12 – Namche – Everest View Hotel – Namche

Today was a designated rest day, which was fortunate as mrlw’s knees were still too gumped to come on the ‘optional’ hike up to the everest view hotel, a hotel with a view [spectacular] of everest.

This was bad news, but luckily rjc’s guts seemed to have man-ed up and he would be ok. We ate breakfast [standard issue] and packed a light bag. Katrina [who had been suffering since arriving in namche] stayed back too, so a slightly depleated group left for a steep climb.

It was just that, a steep climb. We made our way up gigantic steps which at times seemed endless with a few stops along the way. We had some spectacular *thesaurus* views down into namche and got up to an airstrip which serves 7 seater planes which was again quite a sight!

In pretty good time we reached a closed hotel offering views of everest and the range, however cloud coverage was too much to make it out, there we waited for a time before a general consensus deemed it a waste of time to continue onto the everest view hotel as our view would still be masked. It wasn’t until andy said he definitely wanted to go that peer-pressured us all down the trail!

It was a good thing too as we got to see all the way back down to monjo and the valley we had come from. When we reached the hotel too we didn’t see everest, but we did get to see our route for tomorrow and towards deboche where we will be staying.

After looking around and taking a few photos, we made our way back to the abandoned hotel to get those who had waited there and then descended back to namche in under an hour.

The altitude we reached this morning was 3880m, 400 more than namche and comparable to that which we will be staying at tomorrow.

Arriving back we pottered around until lunch which was similar to previous days, but with the inclusion of spam! All were hungry bar Katrina who remains on the mend in her room.

After lunch i visited the everest exhibition on site at the lodge which was fascinating, full of cuttings of excursions to the summit and hundreds of faces of sherpas all over the walls. I had been to the Sherpa exhibition next door yesterday which had amazing details and examples of Sherpa life and settlements.

We were then treated to the scariest thing i have seen so far; the portable acclimatisation capsule [PAC]. It’s what is used to simulate a massive reduction in altitude, basically a blow-up coffin which pumps through [on a foot pump] a higher oxygen mix into the chamber. We were told if you have to use this, your trip is over. Tom came up a while later and exchanged email, etc [he’s off on his own trek tomorrow although our paths will cross before too long] we chatted about where we were headed and upcoming photo spots.

Before dinner noel eyed the tv next door and with pershant, checked what football match was on [even at 3500m you can’t escape it!]. it was the Norwich v city match which we watched until half time, when it was dinner.

An awesome spread [as usual] consisted of chicken soup, and buffalo curry with rice. The buffalo was epic and finished off with enthusiasm, pershant told us what tomorrow will bring, a fairly easy walk up till lunch then a climb to a monestary then down to deboche and our next camp. Following this we all retired to the next room as there is a fire [and the tv] and watched the rest of the Norwich match, during which many went to bed.

As i continued reading/watching i noticed rjc hadn’t been in for a while and around 10 minutes later he came in not looking too clever. Apparently dinner had passed straight through him and the issue has not been resolved. He’s drugged up and will take more before bed. I just hope that he’ll be ok in the morning and can last until our next camp.

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15-04-12 – Namche – Deboche

Today we had a fair walk in front of us, we had to follow the trail around the valley and the descend to cross a river before climbing again to reach camp.

Rjc had immodium-ed himself up and wasn’t taking any chances at breakfast, opting for toast, mrlw’s knee was a little better and with walking poles was up for the trek.

We left around 8:30 and took the road parallel but beneath the one we used yesterday to visit the everest view hotel. Fortunately today the weather was clear and it wasn’t too long before we turned a corner and everest was there in her full glory [if a little far away still]. Ama dablam, which sits to the right of everest and Lhotse was a most impressive sight and as the trail kept both in view, our morning was a treat for the photographers.

Eventually a few clouds came in around everest but there would be time again for her, and ama dablam remained unobstructed throughout the day.

Along the trail we stopped at the shrine/memorial for tenzing [the Sherpa who was with Hillary on the first successful summit] and also made a donation to the man who is restoring the very road we were walking on.

My pace was reasonably quick and i hung back at a few points as mrlw was having to use his poles to descend comfortably. We came down through the woods and lunched at a restaurant just before the river crossing.

As Katrina had not been well and her knee was also giving her problems, we were waiting over 30 mins for the final group to arrive, but they all did and we enjoyed another superb lunch of rice, hotdogs, pasta and mash. Rjc stuck again to plain, not wanting to chance anything.

After lunch we began the ascent, some 400m to the settlement of tengboche where there wasa monastery  we would visit before moving onto camp. The climb was steep and VJs pace seemed slow, although any faster and I would have struggled. Not rjc or andy though, who promptly sped off and weren’t seen until we got to the top!

The steps and gruelling pathways were relentless and as we were having a break i noticed a horse coming down from higher, as it neared we could see the guy riding was missing an arm and a leg. He was an American [cowboy doug] and as he passed noel, noel put out his hand to congratulate him, the problem was that doug’s hand was holding him onto the horse and when he let go he fell off losing his leg in the process! Luckily he was in good spirits and un harmed [just wondering where he knee piece was – which mike picked up].

Shortly after this the rain came, not too heavy at first, but steady and with the heat generated by walking in a raincoat it wasn’t brilliantly comfortable.

This went on for what seemed like ages, but eventually, i saw a stupa up ahead and thank god, it was thengboche! We arrived and looked around for russ and andy. As we were taking photos in front of the monastery russ came out of the cafe and said he and andy were in there. Our time up from lunch was 1:20, theirs was 1:00.

The monastery wasn’t open so instead of waiting in the cold we decided to plug on to camp. It wasn’t too far but with all the rain it was quite treacherous. I waited for mrlw and rjc and we got to camp around 2:45. After sorting our tent and bags, mrlw and i decided to have an outdoor strip wash, which michelle kindly caught on camera. It was cold. We then retired to the dining hall to wait for the others and set about reading, drinking tea and trying to keep warm.

It was a long, cold wait for the others to finally arrive around 5:00, it must have been tough as they would have had a further 2 hours in the rain and with injuries, etc it must have been demoralising.

By 6:00 i was getting annoyed though, they didn’t light the fire [as it’s against W.E. beliefs] and i was cold and very hungry, we were fed around 6:20 and after flying through 2 helpings, pershant gave a quick synopsis of tomorrow before mrlw and i immediately retired [not wanting to lose the heat of the meal before getting into our sleeping bags. It was cold, very cold].

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16-04-12 – Deboche – Dingboche

It was a cold night, very cold, but i managed another good solid sleep and awoke not too cold, but in my thermal top, fleece and berghaus fleece, plus a hat and neck buff. I spent time inside updating my diary and packing and then joined the others for breakfast. Not before accidently turning my electric toothbrush on in my main pack, which ignited a number of questions regarding my personal affects!

I stuck to porridge once more, with a slice of toast and jam, not normally a breakfast person i am still happy to have the warmth of a meal before setting out. We regrouped afterwards and after stripping down and sun-blocking up i was transfixed on the peak of everest [as many of us have been for the past few days]. It’s a looming mass which has been getting bigger and bigger each day.

Birbal took the lead this morning and as we meandered through the woods and along the river i got chatting to andy [whom i had not got to know much about]. We chatted about him living in thailand and hong kong, London and families. Another nice guy which on this trip has been a welcome standard.

We crossed the river and stopped for a break whereby i was accosted by an Indian trekker who wanted to shoot ama dablam through the reflection of my sunglasses. Shortly after this he took a photo of michelle which we all assume will end up on a bottle of mineral water in goa by the end of the year.

We continued on and stopped for an early lunch at shomare [4440m] outside we were relaxing in the sun, with a magnificent view of ama dablam [which we were to enjoy all day – everest was now masked by a closer mountain] when greg, looking through binoculars said ‘theirs climbers up there’.

Instantly we looked up and asked where these climbers were, to which he gave an accurate description [to the ledt of the ridge by the avalance snow]. We looked through mrlw’s bins for the climbers [2 apparently – 1 with a red jacket] and there seemed to be something there, even all the sherpas were having a look, craning to see them.

Upone needing yet more explanation as to where they were, greg said ‘you can’t miss em, 2 of them there, 1 with a red jacket with Karl written on the back of it!’ he’d had us all going for about 15 minutes, very funny guy.

After lunch , the landscape changed dramatically. From tree filled slopes to desolate sandy ridges. There were shrubs and the like but [i guess with the wind and altitude] no trees. It was totally different from what we have had thus far and the 4 words that sprang immediately to mind were ‘the box of delights’ when the wizard guy disappears into the painting. That’s what the trail was like. And if you don’t know what i’m talking about, google it. Bbc tv series for kids, early 90’s.

Without much further ado we reached camp at dingboche [4400m] which seemed a bit of a pity, another easy run in and the trekking day over by 2:30.

We got settled, that’s when vikram came round with what will now always be known as ‘washy-washy’: hot washing water in a bowl, which Team KGB attack naked [bar boxers] and have a good old scrub outside in the freezing cold. We videoed it. It was hilarious.

Suitably clean we went to read/write in the barn outside until venkat came in to let us know that the thing we were craving [Pringles and mars bars] were available in a nearby shop! Rjc and i went to get some; 1 x Pringles pot and 3 x chocolate bars each. This was a happy point! VJ then called us into the main building for tea which was warmer than the barn!

Tom stopped by, whom we hadn’t seen in a day or seemed like it [he’d gone to ama dablam base camp – sounded and looked epic – and was staying in town].

Andy also came in from scaling up the hill to the 2nd stupa before getting bored. Of the optional trek tomorrow we’ve all decided we want to crack 5000m.

We had another top meal and some good banter/chat amongst the group, noel [who’d been chatting to a german woman in the corner all evening joined us when he was done] there was much talk of room 114, a pee-bottle, being cold and washy-washy.

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17-04-12 – Dingboche – 5k club – Dingboche

My sleep was again fairly solid [i think i’m getting used to tents and the cold] although we were all woken some god forsaken hour of the night by a shouting local. At first it seemed there might be someone in peril but it stopped after a while and in the morning i was told it was a local drunk.

Last night, en route to bed we all stayed out with our head torches off just looking at the stars. They are amazing here, so vivid and with hundreds more constellations i’ve never seen before, some would say magical. Being as the night was so great, mrlw, dave, mike and rjc woke around 5:00 to watch the sun rise. I didn’t make it but did see some stunning pictures.

While breakfasting [this time the porridge was like rice pudding with nutmeg – yum!] we were discussing the ‘optional’ acclimatisation hike. We were all agreed [mrlw, rjc, mike, michelle, dave and i] that we should try to break the 5000m mark today. Pershant said ‘usually’ they trek up for 2 hours and come back down [topping out around 4600m].

We were all geared up and began the walk up to the first stupa, the only one not joining would be Katrina [still nursing a bad leg and head]. So with VJ leading the way we walked. It started off fairly reasonable but soon after the 3rd marker [a green flag] the trajectory increased dramatically. The scenery all around was still indescribable, towering snow peaks on every side and twisting trails ending in tiny settlements.

We stopped for a break around 4900m [mike, michelle, pete, mrlw, rjc, vj and I]. I had just been for a loo break and was wondering if vj would be moving soon [pershant and the following group were catching] when i saw rjc had already made a start on the summit ascent. Knowing that he would be pushing on until he made it, i followed suit, leaving the others behind.

It was at this point where you really could feel the altitude setting in, not just in the shortness of breath now, but in the legs, my thighs and calves seemed to only be capable of about 4 steps before exhaustion set in. it was difficult, but this is Team KGB. As i pushed on with mini breaks every 20 yards or so i noticed pete was in tow and that the others were following but some way back.

I could see rjc near the summit as i approached ‘the boulder field’, a mass of huge rocks that seemed to be a necklace round the peak. At points i was on all fours, and not just from exhaustion, but eventually i got through and met rjc at the top victorious!

We felt that the steepness of the last 100m may have been too much for mrlw and indeed he had turned back. Pete then came to join us and we shared congratulations, as we did with mike shortly after [michelle had gone down as it was too cold] and then vj, Cyril, dave and finally pershant [who had not climbed the peak to its summit before] made up the group of us who made it to the 5085/5150m peak before midday. The rest had turned back. We had a rest, a long rest up the top. Took some photos and generally stood in awe of the 360 degree view of epicness, video was taken that will hopefully convey some of this.

It was now that we needed to get back. I lead the way with mike and pete and made remarkable ground, getting below the boulder field [which had taken 45 minutes to climb] took just 5-10 minutes and in no time we were out of sight of the summit. With a bit of a headache and a few skidding moments on the way down we stopped a few times. Pete pressed on while mike and i made a steady descent. Rjc then caught us up and we made for the 2nd stupa. As we got there, an mrlw-looking creature was just ahead and after calling out we discovered it was.

We all made the final steps back to camp together [Team KGB + mike]. Mrlw was obviously gutted about not making it, but with a view to his knee for the rest of the trip and kala pattar still to come it was for a worthy cause. At any rate, he had made it above the 5000m mark and into the KGB 5k club!

The elation felt all round at camp was palpable. We had pushed our bodies to the test over 5000m and summited our first peak of the trek. We had in fact reached heights that are only 400m short of the highest we will reach [kala pattar 5550m] and were no more worse for wear than a full days trekking would have dealt.

We adjourned to the dining hall for a breather and to wait for the others/lunch. Everyone finally made it down and i was still recovering after eating lunch. We went back to the tents for an afternoon washy-washy and then took all essentials for the night down to the dining hall to relax before dinner.

We enjoyed pizza tonight and afterwards there was just enough time for some opinionated conversations before most retired for the night. Noel, rjc, mrlw and i were left chatting about the Olympics for a bit before calling it a night, well rjc and mrlw were contemplating a night cap but fortunately sense came through! To leboche tomorrow [4900m].

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18-04-12 – Dingboche – Loboche

This morning we started a little later than usual, wake up call of 7:30 was fine by me as once again i slept through pretty much all night.

Bag packed and solar panel poised for charging we went for breakfast [standard]. After a bit of faffing we got going [around 8:30] and followed a similar route that we had on the way to the peak we summited yesterday [which is named nagrjung danda]. We split from the path soon after and went to the left along the valley, following the river. The way was gentle and again the views were remarkable. We saw a few ‘summer houses’ [used by yak herders during the summer] and the lead group [rjc, mrlw, noel, pete, greg, mike, michelle and i] were discussing sports for much of the morning, with F1 taking the main stage.

We had a few rest stops for the others which had the effect of making us colder. We kept following the valley round and had the village of thukla in sight. We were to stop for lunch here and after crossing a KGB washy-washy river we arrived at the restaurant for an early lunch around 11:15.

Super-noodles soup for starter and a spam/rice fajita combo for main. We needed the filling as finishing we regrouped outside and rjc and i gave a special Team KGB ‘gold digger’ dance for all to see. Well that wasn’t the worst of it, in front of us was a towering boulder hill which we were reliably informed would take us 1 hour + to conquer. Challenge: accepted. Rjc, andy and i shot off ahead of birbal and managed to break away from the others. It was tough going, much like yesterday every 4 steps would leave us exhausted.

As we continued, andy dropped off a bit and rjc and i took the lead [rjc nearly got run down by a yak] but for the most part we were ok. As we reached the top [35min later] we surveyed where we had come from and what we had reached; a memorial ground of those who have lost their lives on everest.

The most impressive of the feats documented was a Bulgarian who had attempted everest in 1984; he went up on his own, without oxygen and made it to the summit in 1 day, sadly dying on the way down.

The others joined us and after around half an hour birbal shouted for zoom zoom and it was time to go. This is when it got tough. Headaches set in and although the path was gradual and only a little rocky it seemed never ending.

We have multiple stops and even this didn’t help much. When we finally rolled into loboche [only around 2:15] we were all feeling it [the lead group]. Mrlw and i retired with rjc into our room and tried to get a handle on our headaches. A couple of ibuprofen later and i was getting better.

Into the dining room and a wood fire with a snickers, mars and twix for company i was feeling myself again. Reading and enjoying tea we waited for dinner. Spaghetti and chips were the order of the day but for pete [feeling the altitude badly] and nicola [suffering from a headache] we were otherwise all present. There was much debate about tomorrow; the day we all came here for, our trek to base camp. After some fears were allayed/squashed we knew where we were; 5am wake up, treak to gorak shep, lunch, trek to base camp, trek back to gorak shep. Total walking ~7-9 hours. During dinner we enjoyed a bit of dire straits and Fleetwood mac before moving onto death cab for cutie.

The doc starting playing with the blood pressure machine, getting everyone to measure themselves and recommending most take some diamox of course. Most retired following this until Katrina reappeared with a birthday card for dave [it’s his birthday tomorrow] and we all wrote in it. Dave is an awesome bloke [joining us on our summit yesterday] and has always been up for it and upbeat [even when Katrina was ill]. Very much looking forward to celebrating with him at base camp tomorrow!

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19-04-12 – Loboche – Base Camp – Gorak Shep

Last night was horrid, pete was ill and up and down throwing up a couple of times but worse was a random in the room next to mrlw and i who was coughing his lungs up the entire night. This though did nothing to dampen our spirits as today we achieved the goal. Everest base camp was claimed by Team KGB.

We began from loboche and would be stopping for lunch at gorak shep [where we would be staying overnight]. The trail quickly became very rocky and difficult to traverse, we were strafing the khumbu glacier and had to put up with all it’s random structure.

Despite the unrelenting landscape, we made good time and must have been in gorak shep around 10:45. Raring to go, we could see we were so close to base camp and didn’t want to hang around longer than we had to. We rushed lunch down at 11 and then most [not the doc, nicola or Katrina] of us set out for the goal we all had and the reason we are all here, everest base camp.

The distance was deceptive. Within minutes we could see the tents all pitched at base camp beneath the icefall. It seemed it couldn’t take more than about 20 minutes for us to arrive. It did. It took much longer, around 2 hours. Again the ice/rock combination was pretty tough and eventually we got within touching distance of base camp. As Team KGB we took the final steps together, arriving about 2:00.

We had done it, we had trekked for days and reached heights none of us had been to before [on foot] jubilation, elation, fatigue, we had it all. I broke out the KGB hip flask and passed it round to each in our group. Then it was time for photos. I passed mrlw my phone and directed him what i wanted to be captured. I then lost my coat, jumper, shirt and thermal top to pose topless at base camp. Next it was rjcs turn, and obviously the game of one-upmanship had commenced.

He decided his pose would be in the buff, with a Cossack to protect his modesty. Mrlw then took his cue and similarly used a hat for his man-parts, but lay on the ground to give it a ‘fireman calendar’ feel.

We then continued to get some photos [this time clothed] with the flags, etc and celebrated some more with the group. We stayed for perhaps half an hour. The way back to gorak shep wasn’t as challenging [after the adrenaline of reaching base camp] but certainly did take a while. I don’t remember when we got back but i was wiped. Physically and emotionally, having reached 5364m at base camp and the end of a journey that has been years in the planning.

The parts of dinner i remember are dave’s birthday card/cake and pershant letting us know that if we wanted to summit kala pattar [we did] then there would be a 4:45 wake up call and we would do it before breakfast.

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20-04-12 – Gorak Shep – Kala Pattar – Dingboche

The 4:45 wake up call wouldn’t be the worst thing about this morning. I couldn’t get to sleep and was too hot/cold, mrlw was snoring and the ‘walls’ of the rooms were a single plywood sheet thick and by 2am i had a raging headache. I found some drugs and finally the wake up knock let us know it was time to get going.

Freezing, headache, low oxygen/ our walk up kala pattar was hard. Very hard. Birbal lead the way and we were in a race with the sunrise to get to the summit. By the time we got to the rocky section near the top the sun was just breaking over the mountains. Every 2 steps would require at least 30 seconds recovery time and drinking water took much the same toll.

The top was incredible. An amazing view of everest, unrivalled on our trip and the satisfaction that we had reached 5550m, something we are unlikely to match in a hurry. It was quite a moment, all of our energies had culminated in this moment, base camp conquered and the highest peak available to us now mastered.

We came down introspectively, thinking about what would come next for Team KGB. We of course have a list of all things to beat over the coming years, but to now have to look into this list, after everest being a constant and monolithic achievement, it seemed as though we would now be in limbo.

But first we would have to complete our trek, we got back to gorak shep at 8:30, having summited in 1:45. After packing we got to a late breakfast and tried to get some energy back into our bodies.

We set off for dingboche, while we would lunch in thukla. Retracing steps is not a favoured practice for Team KGB, we were coming down to 4400m from around 5100 at gorak shep and the route was predominantly downhill.

Mrlw struggled at times as his knee was still in pain and we were going over a lot of rocks and steep declines. Despite this we got to lunch for 1:00, with a leisurely stroll back to dingboche in the afternoon.

No soup with lunch today! Travesty! We finished up and followed VJ back along the sandy trail along the side of the hill, following the river. Noel has decided he’s sprinting home now we’re going downhill and as we entered camp in an hour and 15, he had already been waiting half an hour!

We got our tents sorted and ordered our first ‘everest’ beers of the trip. I feel as we have achieved our goal and now going down in altitude there’s no issue!

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21-04-12 – Dingboche – Deboche

Today’s trek was short and now that we’re on our way back it just seems to be a waste of time not trekking all day to get back quicker.

We finished breakfast and left at 8:30 and by 9:00 we were over half way already, walking downhill is a lot quicker. Multiple stops were required to slow the party down and we even stopped at the oldest monastery in the valley in panboche before catching up with the yaks and making it to camp shortly after midday.

All morning we have been discussing the food we will be cooking and eating when we get back home. At the moment rinse out chilli and a bottle of red is winning. By miles.

Namche tomorrow and then ghat, with lukla on the 24th. We fly back to Kathmandu on 25th.

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And that’s it. As you can see, on the way down all we wanted to do was get home and have some ‘home’ food. Mind you we still did have our time en route back; Namche for example was hilarious, getting drunk at 3445m in the irish pub and then falling into someone’s front wall was a highlight [if a little painful] and spending $221 on beer in Lukla the evening before we were to fly back was great. And there’s Kathmandu too, we had such an awesome time there both before and after the trek that i’ve not even really touched on, but overall, the trek was amazing. As we kept saying throughout our time in Nepal, we really needed thesaurus’s next to us while writing our diaries as the superlatives we used seemed insufficient. The main thing is, we did it. We didn’t get ill and now we’ve had a taste for everest it seems inevitable that there will be a summit attempt on the horizon... for now though, i’m enjoying what i assume everyone else from the group is too; ‘real’ food and a ‘real’ bed!

Tuesday
Apr032012

To Everest! ...for a good cause. We Are KGB.

On the 7th April 2012, Russell Cashman, Patrick Biggin and Martin Waite will commence a 21 day trek to Everest Base Camp. During the expedition we will summit peaks that are over 6000m (18000ft) in challenging conditions. All charitable donations will be given to Help for Heroes.

We are finally taking the trip we've been talking about for years, the ultimate Team KGB conquest, but this time we're also incorporating something into a Team KGB event that has not been present in any past adventure; Charity.

Help for Heroes is an awesome charity, helping awesome people and If you can find anything to donate we, and they would be most appreciative.

The charity Help for Heroes was launched in October 2007 in order to provide direct, practical support to those wounded, sick or injured in the line of duty since 9/11. All the funds raised to date are either allocated or spent on the direct, practical support of those wounded in the current conflicts. To date, H4H has funded a variety of projects including the £8m Rehabilitation Complex at Headley Court, a new £3.5m treatment centre for Combat Stress, adaptive adventure training through the Battle Back programme and the creation of a £6m Quick Reaction Fund to support individuals in need.

So please help in any way you can on our page: www.bmycharity.com/TeamRHT

Saturday
Mar032012

Richard Branson == Bose

I'm finishing off his autobiography before getting stuck into "The Ascent of Everest" which I'm borrowing off my Aunt and having not picked it up for a few months I'd forgotten how much of a Bose he actually is. I've been working through the 1980's-1990's and the kind of decisions he's been making and challenges he's been taking on draws resemblance to Team KGB!

With a failed atlantic crossing in a power boat which ended up sinking off the coast of Ireland, to solo piloting a hot air balloon the size of a football pitch, all while starting up a new airline company by renting a 747 off Boeing?!

Suffice to say, he is an absolute Bose, and not just because he's English! Now, where's the KGB application to Companies House...

Friday
Feb242012

A Guide To... ...STAGIVERSARY!

The Stagiversary, possibly the single greatest idea I have ever come up with [name credits go to Carl & Mark]. quite simply, the anniversary of the stag night.

About halfway through Carl's stag in London a couple of years ago, and with plenty of tequlia and other such liquors in me, I came on all nostalgic [which you'll recognise if you've ever been out drinking with me]. I was reminiscing on all the fun times we'd had at uni and the fact that we'd only seen Carl once or twice since, and that Dammit! we'd make sure that wasn't the case any longer!

At some point during our trip down memory lane, and in a haze of yet more cocktails it suddenly dawned on me! We would meet up more often, and now we had a reason to make sure it happened; I got out my phone and found the same day, a year on and set a reminder. we would have our first Stagiversary, getting all those involved to come together again to celebrate friendship and Carl heading into a life of monogamy.

Swiftly, my phone went back into my pocket and we continued the night which culminated in an unsuccessful trip to a karaoke bar and eventually a club and kebabs in Camden. I thought no more of it for a number of months, until the following summer there was something listed in my calendar in a couple of months! Of course! it was time, we created a facebook event and sent the invites out. this time the location would be Sheffield, near to where Carl lives and we would have our first Stagiversay.

It was great, pretty much an excuse to essentially have another stag do and be generally cause mischief! as I was retiring with my multiple mcdonalds in Carl's kitchen I thought, we've done a good thing here; we should always endeavour to change up the location and format of the evening to have an anniversary every year hanging out with friends!

To this end I've also thought of the other stag do's we've been to and that a [albeit belated] stagiversary for all of these should be initiated too! it's too easy to lose touch with even your closest friends and this way at least the 'newly-wed' should get a weekend pass to have fun - it being an anniversary and all!

So the stagiversary was born, and long may it continue! the only possible issue i can see is that once I've been to a few more stag nights, I might find myself booking every weekend in the year to a stagiversary and having one very, very angry Jo!