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A bungalow is flooded and the people inside are trying to protect themselves. They are using rugs to block the water and shoveling rubble under the front door. One person gets stuck and another person is not being helpful. The situation seems dire but there is some hope that the current won't reach them. Dialogue 37. The bungalow's flooded. Jump up, Cuspert! The bungalow's flooded! The bungalow? Flooded? Come on! Hurry up! Just our luck. We're comfortably in London for a month, come down to the country on Sunday, and on Monday we're flooded. Trust us. Shut up! Come on! Double up the rugs and stuff them above the cupboard! Chuck me that shovel! There's a ton of rubble that I dug out of the rubbish dump. I'll shove it under the front door. It seems to be coming from the front. Duncan, I'm stuck! Oh, brother, you're as much use as a bloody duck! If I'd been a duck, I could have swum. Oh, crumbs! The mud's coming in under the other one. We're done for. We'll be sucked into the disgusting stuff. How wonderful. The current suddenly swung. It's not going to touch us. Unless... I wonder.
