(Muttered conversations in a bar.)

BARRY: Time please, time at the bar. So if you'd like to take your drinks and join Mrs Wintergreen by the fire.
WINTERGREEN: Gather round, everyone. The dead don't like to be kept waiting.
IANTO: Jack...
WINTERGREEN: Come along.
IANTO: Gwen.
WINTERGREEN: Don't be shy.
IANTO: Hurry up. It's starting.
WINTERGREEN: Closer. That's it. If we could all join hands? That's right. Now then. Tonight is the last night of the House of the Dead, the most haunted pub in Wales and you've all come looking for someone you've lost. So, without any further ado... (Deep voice) I summon the dead. I summon the dead. Will you come to us tonight?
IANTO: Jack, something's happening.
WINTERGREEN: Think of your loved ones, of whom you wish to see again, feel their spirits reaching out. Join closer. Come, gentle ghosts. Come to the House of the Dead.

(Sudden movement, cries by women there.)

BARRY: Gentle ghosts? Are you having a laugh?
NESS: Did you see that chair?
BARRY: Someone will have to pay for that.
IANTO: Jack, where are you?
WINTERGREEN: Peace, unquiet shade.
BARRY: We booked you for a séance. Mrs Wintergreen, not to trash the place, love.
WINTERGREEN: I'm sorry, Barry, this has never happened before, but isn't it amazing? Everyone, stay calm. The spirits mean us no harm.

(More sounds as though things being thrown about.)