Mabel is Back: The Cherry-Shrouded Crater

EXT. GALAXY - PLANET EARTH

A Cherry Tree moves through space, releasing Imperial probe cherries
from its underside. 

One of these cherries zooms toward the planet Earth and lands on its brown surface.  An explosion marks the point of impact. 

EXT. EARTH - CHERRY CRATER - SWINDON PLAIN - DAY

A weird fruity smell rises above the scent of Ursula Pitt, stuck in her downstairs room since the disappearance of Mabel.  A strange probe-robot (looking like Mabel Watson), with several extended sensors, emerges from the cherry-shrouded crater.  The ominous mechanical woman floats across Swindon and disappears into the distance.

EXT. PLAIN OF SWINDON - DAY

Barry rides across a windswept Swindon slope.  The Hi-Viz rider is mounted on a large white milk-float. 

Barry rides up a slope and brings his milk float to a stop.  Pulling off his protective goggles, Barry notices something in the sky.  He takes a pair of electrobinoculars from his utility belt and through them sees smoke rising from where the woman had crashed. He thinks he's just seen Mabel.

The wind whips at Barry’s fur-lined Hi-Viz cap and he activates a comlink transmitter.  His milk-float shifts and groans in the cold air.

BARRY:
(into comlink)
Echo Three to Echo Seven.  Urs, old girl, do you read me?

After a little static a familiar voice is heard.

URSULA:
(over comlink)
Loud and clear, lover.  Where are you? The milk-round never usually takes this long.

BARRY:
(into comlink)
Well, I finished my round.  I am picking up life readings and I think she’s back.

URSULA:
(over comlink)There isn't enough life in Swindon to fill a milk-float!
Do you really think she’s back?

BARRY:
(into comlink). 
There's a meteorite that hit the ground near here.  I want to check it out.  It won't take long. I’ll know it’s her if I see it.

Barry clicks off his transmitter and starts up the cold milk-float. 
He pats the truck on the steering-wheel and off he goes. The float is playing up, it jerks about, appears nervous.

BARRY: 
Hey, steady old boy.  What's the matter?  You smell something?