All language subtitles for Rivals of Sherlock Holmes s01e05 The Horse of the Invisible.eng

In late Victorian London
lived many detectives

who were the rivals
of Sherlock Holmes.

[ Hooves clopping ]

Mr. Carnacki,
I've come to you because...

because I love my daughter,
and I will not let her die.

And you've got to help...
if you can.

You're a professional
ghost hunter or ghost layer.

CARNACKI:
Ghost detective.

Yes.

Well, I've got a ghost
for you to get rid of.

At Hisgins Hall,
East Lancashire.

You know.

I got your remarkably terse
telegram here.

Urgent appointment
midday Tuesday, Hisgins.

- Unusual name.
- HISGINS: Yes.

Hisgins Hall, the home
of the Invisible Horse.

You know the old story, then.

It's well-known
in my sort of circle.

I never thought of it
coming my way.

Nor did we.

The last time it appeared
was, what -- 100 years ago?

100 years ago.
Until now.

This is the first time
in 100 years

that my family has had a girl
as its firstborn --

first and only born.

Ah, yes,
the horse only appeared,

if an invisible horse
can be said to appear,

when the firstborn girl...

Grew up and announced
her engagement,

as Mary did last week
to Charles Beaumont.

He's a fine fellow.

Look, I am not going to let
my daughter die

as those other girls did.

In the 17th and 18th centuries,

four times the eldest child
was a girl.

Each became engaged.

Each died
before she could be married.

Two, I think, by suicide.

One of a broken heart.

And one was found killed
in the park.

- Yes.
- As if by the kick of a horse.

Yes.

It could have been
something else.

The broken heart could have been
heart failure,

a sudden shock
induced by fright.

But what frightened them, eh?

That's it.

Each time the records show

neighings,
hoofbeats in the house,

the sound of galloping
of an unseen horse.

HISGINS: Oh, damn it, man!
This is the 20th century!

Only just.

I am not going to let
my daughter die.

Is that clear?

Very clear.

If it is a ghost,
then you must...exorcise it.

And quickly!

Tell me what you've seen
or heard so far.

Well, it was the night

Mary announced her engagement
to Beaumont.

The two of them
were going through

the lower corridor together
just after dusk,

before the lamps
had been lighted.

[ Horse neighing ]

[ Horse galloping ]

It was a horse, all right.

It damn near broke
Beaumont's arm!

Could it have been a real horse?

I searched the whole place.

There wasn't a sign of one.
Nothing!

The stables, they were all shut
in, none of them missing.

I was in the gun room
when it kicked Beaumont.

I heard it all from there.

The neighing, Mary's scream,
and the sound of the hooves.

By the time I got out
in the hall, it was all over.

But I heard it!
There's no question about that!

Drumble gives a good account
of the history.

Oh, yes, I know.
I helped him with that.

I'm sure.

Well, he's a funny fellow, huh?
I didn't take to him.

That's why I've come to you.

In those days,
if I have it right,

a number of people said
they heard the horse.

HISGINS:
Yes.

But the only one it attacked,
or frightened to death,

was the girl herself.

HISGINS:
Yes.

But your horse
attacked Mr. Beaumont.

What?

Lieutenant Beaumont, RN.

Attacked Lieutenant Beaumont.

Well,
I suppose Mary jumped back.

Beaumont must have thrown out
his arms to protect her.

Can a supernatural presence
miss its aim?

Well, you're the expert!
You tell me.

I would have expected the horse

to manifest itself to your
daughter when she was alone.

It did -- three nights later
in the middle of the night.

[ Growling ]

[ Barking ]

[ Chiming ]

[ Whimpering and howling ]

[ Horse neighing ]

Aah!

Father! Father!

Father!

Father!

Mary!

CHARLES:
Darling.

It was in here!

[ Gasps ]
Oh!

CARNACKI:
The neighing of the horse.

HISGINS:
Yes.

CARNACKI:
As in the old stories.

HISGINS:
Yes.

Could it have been...
imagination?

I was in the cavalry.

I do not suffer
from imagination.

Look, we both heard it!

And so did she,
but she heard it in her room!

I'd move her room --

move her out of the place
if it'd make any difference --

shut up the place
and take her to Italy, but --

But history says
the horse followed the girl

wherever she went.

Yes.

I think I'd better come
down to Hisgins Hall

as soon as possible.

Now? Today?

Tomorrow.

I have some preparations
to make.

Mr. Carnacki, sir?

Yes.

MAN:
Right.

Oh, Carnacki!

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

- Have a good trip?
- Very reasonable.

[ Chuckles ]
Is this stuff all yours?

My preparations.
Excuse me.

Excuse me, sir. Is it all
to go in your room, sir?

Yes.

[ Speaking indistinctly ]

Oh.
Oh, here we are.

I expect you'd like to make
yourself decent.

Then you can meet the rest of --
Ah, here's one of them now.

This is my sister Cordelia.

Mr. Carnacki?

CARNACKI:
How do you do?

It's no good asking me
any questions.

I'm as deaf as a post
without my ear trumpet.

Can't hear a thing.

[ Chuckling ]

Well, at least it hasn't
affected my aim.

I think it's absolute swank
beating us left-handed.

Ambidextrous.

I thought that was
why you loved me.

I don't love you at all
at this moment.

31 this break so far.

[ Billiard balls clack ]

33.

And no nerves.

They knocked those out of me
when I was a midshipman.

That's not true.

I'm steady
as the Rock of Gibraltar.

Wasn't very steady last night.

No, I'd forgotten last night.

What happened last night?

Oh, Mary and I were in the
drawing room with her aunt.

Chaperone, as you are now.

Except that Aunt Cordelia
is marvelously deaf.

[ Laughs ]

Well, we got to talking,
and time passed, you know.

I suddenly realized
I hadn't changed for dinner.

So I went out into the hall
to go up to my room.

[ Horse nickers, hoof stamps ]

[ Horse nickering,
hoof stamping ]

[ Nickering and stamping stop ]

[ Dog howling ]

[ Horse galloping away ]

I didn't hear it.

And, of course,
Aunt Cordelia didn't.

Yeah, well, I was petrified.

Well, so would I have been.
I'm sorry you told me.

Doors have been known to slam.

Oh, yeah.

Handles do stick sometimes
when the sneck catches.

Yes, they do.

As for the horse --

I believe I heard it
as much as I believe anything.

Pot the red.

MARY:
[ Laughs ]

At least you haven't been
frightened away.

What do you mean?

In the old days,

it seems that the haunting
of the girls was so frightening,

three, if not four,
of their lovers

broke off the engagement
and fled.

[ Scoffs ]

Well, I'd love to break off
my engagement,

but Mary won't let me.

[ Chuckling ]
You beast!

20th-century woman.
Very strong-minded, you know.

[ Laughs ]

Anyway, from now on, I'm going
to protect myself with this.

Charles?

Ambidextrous, fortunately.

Now, if I pot the red, and my
ball goes on to make a cannon...

You'll win, you rotter.

Don't I always?

Oh.
[ Laughs ]

Can I get you anything else,
sir?

Nightcap -- whiskey and soda?

- I'll get it for you.
- Thank you.

Everybody seems to have gone
to bed.

Well, you better cut along
to bed, too, Mary.

Good night, Mr. Carnacki.

I'm very glad you're here.

Oh, thank you.

Good night, Charles.

Good night, Mary.

I'll stand here
while you get up to your room.

Don't worry about the lamps.

March will see to those.

Good night.

[ Hooves clack ]

[ Hooves stomping ]

[ Horse neighing ]

Mary, go up to your room.
Lock your door.

[ Horse nickering ]

Either it's a ghost or it isn't.

This is in case it isn't.

[ Stomping and nickering
continue ]

Where is it?

[ Muttering ]

- March!
- Huh?

- You got a weapon?
- Well, no, sir.

Well, stay out of this!

But we --
Yes, sir.

All right, all right.
Keep back.

I'm going to see
what's in there.

So am I.

[ Horse neighs ]

[ Hooves stomping ]

God,
it's coming through the door!

[ Neighing resumes ]

[ Gunshots ]

[ Horse trotting ]

[ Horse neighing ]

It's going after Mary!

[ Horse nickering,
trotting away ]

[ Tapping ]

Find anything?

Nothing.

I told you you wouldn't.

The only trace of what happened
in here last night...

The four bullet holes
in the door, I'm afraid.

HISGINS:
Well, you did the right thing.

CHARLES: It would seem
you can't shoot ghosts,

wouldn't it, Carnacki?

It is well to try to shoot them

if only to prove
that they are ghosts.

You mean sometimes they're not?

Sometimes.

People fooling about?

Not exactly fooling.

Well, you tell me

how someone made the sound
of a horse in here

when there was no one in here.

And in the hall when there was
no one but us in the hall!

I can't.

Carnacki, what are you
going to do about this?!

Captain Hisgins, could I have
a word with you in private?

Forgive me, Beaumont.

Yes, of course.
I'll go and find Mary.

I presume we are free
of the horse till dark.

Perhaps.
Perhaps not.

All the more reason
for finding Mary.

Yes.

Look, Carnacki,
you know what you got to do.

- Get rid of the ghost.
- Yes.

- For your daughter's sake.
- Yes.

Not for Beaumont's sake.

What?
Why?

Captain Hisgins,
you love your daughter.

Well, yes, of course I do.

Are you quite certain

you want to see her married
to Charles Beaumont, RN?

What are you talking about?

Are you sure you wouldn't rather

she remained here with you,
unmarried, forever?

Are you mad or what?

I'm not mad.

I am perfectly certain.

Thank you, Captain Hisgins.

I apologize for my questions.

I hope you understand
why I ask them.

Yes, I've a good idea.

It seemed to me
that we might be dealing

with an induced haunting --

a kind of simulation
of someone's mental concepts.

Huh?

I can't put it any clearer
than that

without going into a long
lecture about thought induction.

Like, um...

a poltergeist, you mean?

Something like a poltergeist.

Yes, and they would be
the thoughts of someone who...

didn't want Mary to get married.

Yes.

I can't think of anyone.

Then my theory is a bad one.

Yes, I'm afraid so.

But I urge you to get
your daughter married

as soon as possible.

Tomorrow!

Beaumont could go up to London
and get a special license.

[ Laughs ]

Well, Cordelia won't like that.

She's been looking forward
to the whole fandango --

bridesmaids, pages, marquee
on the lawn and so forth.

Well, so is Mary, come to that.

I believe
that when she's married,

the haunting will cease.

Yes, I do see your point.

If I'm wrong,
if the haunting goes on,

then at least Beaumont
will have the right

to remain with her
all the time -- day and night.

- And...
- MARY: Father?

...if any human being
can protect her, he can.

I better call a family council.

- Please.
- Yeah.

- Father?
- Hmm?

Harry's here.

- Harry?!
- [ Laughing ] Yes.

Is he?
Oh, good.

Oh, Carnacki,
come and meet my nephew.

Good to see you again.

HISGINS: Harry!
My dear boy, how are you?

Bursting with health, sir --
ready for anything.

- You got my wire?
- Yes, this morning.

I had to stop in Manchester
last night.

I couldn't get a train
straight through, so here I am.

Yeah, delighted to see you.

Just show me this horse.

I'll soon make it jump
through a hoop.

Oh, Harry, I don't think
you know Mr. Carnacki.

My favorite cousin --
Harry Parsket.

How do you do?

Mr. Carnacki?
The famous ghost catcher?

Not particularly famous.

Indeed, you are.

The morning papers
are full of you.

And not to mention
the evening papers.

The papers love
a good ghost story.

Oh, so do I.
More than anything.

It's just that --

Well, I hope you won't mind
my mentioning this,

but I always think they belong
on the fiction shelf.

Don't you?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

What is Harry saying, Robert?

- He's say-- Oh.
- Oh.

He's saying that he doesn't
believe in ghosts.

No more do I.
I never have, and I never shall.

Thank you, Aunt Cordelia.
I'm glad I have one supporter.

I can't believe a real ghost
would want to harm Mary.

Exactly.

She's always been so good
with horses.

HARRY:
Carnacki, honestly,

it often turns out to be
a jolly joker, doesn't it?

Sometimes.

I'd like to meet the jolly joker
who cracked my arm.

Yes, well,
that was carrying it a bit far.

I suppose he doesn't like you.

Well, I can't say
I'm overkeen on him.

[ Laughter ]

But apart from all that,
it's like amateur theatricals.

You know, a couple of...
coconut shells.

The neighing in my room,
that was not coconut shells.

Chap's a ventriloquist.

MARY:
The horse was in my room.

HARRY:
You imagined it was.

I mean, I could do it myself
with a bit of practice.

- HISGINS: Oh, come, now.
- MARY: Don't be silly.

Well, do you remember
those marvelous shows

we used to do at Christmas
in the old nursery?

- Oh, yes!
- Good gracious, yeah.

Oh, you are terrible at it.

- How dare you say that?
- He was.

I was absolutely marvelous.

Now, Mr. Carnacki,
would you mind --

Watch -- Now, watch this.
Here, honest.

What are you --

HARRY: Can you tell me?
Can you tell me?

Can you tell me?

MARY:
[ Laughs ]

Why did the chicken
cross the road?

HISGINS:
I don't know.

Why does a chicken
cross the road?

Because he wants to get
to the other side.

He was always terrible.

HARRY: Well, I shan't believe
in this horse until I see it.

Will you believe in it
if the camera sees it?

Oh, you mean like a s�ance,
spirit photographs,

all that cheesecloth coming out
of the medium's mouth?

Sometimes the camera sees things

that would seem very strange
to the ordinary human eye.

Would you like me to help you?

I mean, I'm rather a dab hand
at photography.

Oh, good.
Miss Hisgins.

May I borrow you for an hour
this afternoon?

Yes, of course.

It's just an experiment.

I'd like to take
some photographs of you

and your surroundings.

Would you look into the lens?

That's the little thing
at the front --

Little round --

Yes.

That's exactly what I want.

And watch the birdie.

At the foot of the stairs.

In a pose, applying top spin?

- [ Chuckles ]
- If you like.

Come on, Mary.

Undefeated Lady's Champion
of East Lancashire.

[ Laughs ]

Now, hold it.
Don't dare move.

Oh.
[ Chuckles ]

Well, have you snapped
any horses?

I won't know
until I've developed them.

If you have, we'll have them
framed on the grand piano.

[ Chuckling ]
Oh, Harry.

- Miss Hisgins?
- Yes?

May I try one more?

Yes, of course.
Where?

In the cellar.

I don't normally go
in the cellar.

It's very dark,
infernally cobwebby.

Yeah, that's just the point.

You see,
if the ghost horse exists,

it's part of your personality
wherever you go.

Well, so far, it's only
manifested itself in the dark.

In the house now, it's daylight,

but in the cellar, there is
a certain artificial darkness,

if you feel brave enough.

[ Chuckling ]
I'm not afraid.

I myself wouldn't mind a little
extra companionship, however.

Would you see
if you can find Beaumont?

Of course.

Oh. Ohh!

I'm glad I haven't got
March's job,

as fond as I am
of a glass of wine.

CARNACKI: Put that lantern down
over there, will you, Parsket?

And then give Beaumont a hand
with the background.

CHARLES: Oh, what is this thing,
Carnacki?

HARRY:
Ordinary black screen

CARNACKI: Treated with
a special preparation.

I'll give you the chemical
formula if you like.

Spare us.
We wouldn't understand.

It does sometimes give
good results.

Long-legged beasties.

[ Chuckles ]
Something like that.

Where do you want it?

Unfold it exactly where you are,
please.

Miss Hisgins, would you stand in
front of it, facing towards me?

Any long-legged things
around here?

I don't mind ghosts,
but I do detest spiders.

MARY:
Here?

That's exactly what I want.

Let us all hope the experiment
will be a resounding failure.

I'm afraid that
the flashlight in here

will be rather dazzling.

Are you ready, Miss Hisgins?

Ready.

[ Horse neighing ]

Oh! Aah!

Get her out of here!

Quickly!

[ Crying ]

Oh.

Extraordinary thing!

Hold the lantern up higher.

You look a bit odd.

If I look anything like you...
[ Chuckles ]

Beastly noise.
I hated it.

Walk around with me a way.

Damn it!

I'm trembling.

I'll come back
with some more light.

If you don't mind, without me.

I feel rather an inclination
to join the others.

So you're beginning to believe
in the horse at last?

Shall we say my disbelief
is somewhat shaken?

CARNACKI:
Nothing so far.

- I'm happy to say.
- Last one.

- The cellar one?
- Yes.

Nothing there, either.

I'll give you five to one
in sovereigns.

No takers.
Look.

What?

I don't believe it.

- Why not?
- Do you?

I believe I can see something

like the shape
of a horse's hoof.

[ Chuckling ] It was
that damn screen of yours.

- No.
- Specially prepared background.

The screen wasn't
above her head.

You faked the plate, then.

I don't fake things.

HARRY:
No.

No, of course you don't.
Profuse apologies.

Not at all.

It's just that
I'm an awful cynic.

What did you think the noise
was, then, in the cellar?

I decided afterwards...
our own fears.

That may be part of the truth,
too.

I think Harry's quite right.

Except that I think it was...
my fear.

I said I wasn't afraid of going
into the cellar, but I was.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You should have told me.
I would not have insisted.

I thought it wrong to be afraid.

I'll go down there
and prove that I'm not.

Soldier's daughter.

But I was frightened.

And when your flashlamp
went off, I was terrified.

And in my terror,
in that split second,

I imagined the horse.

But it wasn't your terror that
cracked my arm the other day.

But it was.
I turned round and screamed.

If I hadn't...

[ Clock chiming ]

- Yeah.
- Mary, dear.

It's time we left the men
to their port.

I'll join you in a moment,
Aunt Cordelia.

And you must get to bed early

if you're going to be married
tomorrow.

- Tomorrow?
- Yes.

I didn't bring my togs
for being a wedding guest.

[ Chuckles ]

I held a family council
just before dinner.

Your Aunt Cordelia had no idea
what I was talking about,

but she agreed anyway.

So I'm off to London
at the crack of dawn.

- Special license?
- Yes.

Oh.
How romantic.

HISGINS: I'll send a message
down to the rectory tomorrow.

- Still old Probert?
- Yes.

Afraid that will take
any romance out of the occasion.

[ Imitating Probert ]
"Dearly beloved, we are...

gathered together
in the sight --"

What's the next word?

- Charles?
- Hmm?

Charles, I want to go for a walk
in the park.

Will you come with me?

Well, yes, of course, if...

Miss Hisgins,
I do advise against it.

Charles,
we're to be married tomorrow.

Will you come with me?

Gladly.

I'm sorry about the "if."

Miss Hisgins,
it is very dark outside.

I do advise you
to stay in the house.

If the horse
can follow me anywhere,

what does it matter where I am?

I think you have part
of the truth, but not all.

I know that if I evade
the danger by getting married,

I'll feel myself a coward
for the rest of my life,

and so will you, Charles.

I'm ready.

I beg of you.

Mr. Carnacki,
it's very good of you

to come down here to protect me,
but I've decided.

I don't want to be protected.

I would agree with you

if I was certain that the
enemy's only the invisible horse

of the old stories.

I am not certain.

I think there is something else.

Charles, may we go?

CHARLES:
Yes, of course.

- Captain Hisgins.
- HISGINS: Let them go.

You're an old soldier.
You know better than I do.

There are times
when it's wise to be afraid.

I said let them go.

Thank you, Father.

But, Mary...

And none of you is to follow us.

I think with your permission,
sir...

Oh, sit down, Harry.

Oh, I wouldn't dream
of disobeying Mary.

It's just that I've got
a peashooter in my room.

German model. It fits
very snugly in the pocket.

I thought I might trod off
and get it.

Hmm.
All right.

I mean, even if we can't
shoot holes in the horse,

but it might be possible
with your...something else.

I shan't be long.

I admire your motives.

I doubt your wisdom.

You with your knowledge

and Charles Beaumont
with his pistol

couldn't stop that horse

from coming through
that billiard-room door.

She's a good girl.

I'm proud of her.

Now, pass the port.

[ Dog barking ]

[ Laughs ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Sir, it's Miss Mary, sir.
Out in the park -- the horse!

What?!

Parsket!

Parsket!
Come on!

Come on!

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Nothing here, I say!

Seen anything around there?

I think they might be
around here.

We've got to try the other side.

[ Horse neighing ]

Over there!

This way.

[ Dog barking ]

What's that?

Mary?

Nothing here.

Quickly, men!
Quickly!

Mary!

Mary!

HARRY:
Carnacki!

- Have you found them?!
- No.

What is it?
What's happened?

- HISGINS: Mary!
- MARY: Father!

Over there!

Father!

Over here!
Quickly!

Mary!

[ Crying ]

Father?

Mary.

Mary, are you all right?

Gently, now.
Gently.

Put him down here.

Easy.

It's nasty,
but by no means fatal.

How do you feel?

Like a rather giddy goat.

Well, a live goat at least.

The doctor will be here
in about five minutes.

Oh, thank you, March.

Good.
He can admire my handiwork.

When horses smite you
on the brow...

Was it the horse?

I owe you an apology,
Mr. Carnacki.

Was it the horse?

We were coming from the
West Lodge through the trees

when we heard it galloping
towards us.

We couldn't see it.

We couldn't see anything,

just the sound of the hooves
coming closer and closer.

So we stood there.

And, then, suddenly...

[ Horse hooves stomp ]

Aah!

[ Horse neighing ]

Aah!

[ Hooves thud ]

You...saw it?

The head.

The head of a great horse.

[ Bell tolling ]

Just the head and hooves?

It came on us so quickly
out of the trees.

Even though you were staring

in the direction
of the galloping sound?

It was dark.

And I'm not quite sure it came
from the same direction.

I'm sorry
we're such bad witnesses.

People who've just had
a nasty shock

are not the best
possible witnesses.

Do you think it's possible
that the horse could --

Dissociate its sound?

- Displace it?
- Yes.

Perhaps.

Please.
Stay outside the pentacle.

MARY:
[ Chuckling ]

Oh, I do feel dreadfully odd
sitting inside this thing.

It must seem rather foolish.

Yet I have known cases

where people stepped
outside a pentacle.

And lived to regret it?

And did not live.

Can this thing
really protect me?

Whether a pentacle can really
ward off manifestations...

Yes.

Sometimes.

What time is it?

It's...

5:00 just before dawn.

Please try to sleep.

I can't sleep
for worrying about Charles.

I...

have drawn a pentacle
around him, too.

Parsket's sitting up with him.

Dear Harry.

CARNACKI: You've known him
all your life, I suppose.

Mm.
He was brought up with me here.

He's like a brother to me.

Well, I shall be
greatly relieved...

for more than one sake
when you're safely married.

You mean
Charles is in danger, too?

I believe in greater danger
than you are.

I don't understand.

I hope you won't need to.

I shall break the habit
of a lifetime

and dance at your wedding.

[ Chuckles ]

I...hope so.

You haven't seen my dancing.

Oh, darling.

What a rush.
Well, I've got it.

All legal and aboveboard,
our names on it and everything.

Oh.

I see you're not dressed.

Or are you getting married
like that?

[ Chuckling ] I don't care.
Where's the rector?

I want to show him this
just to convince him.

Darling, he's been called away.

What?

He won't be back till tomorrow.

[ Clock chiming ]

I'll have him thrown out.

- And the bishop, too.
- Yes.

Any bishop who fails to reply
to an abusive telegram --

- It's not funny, Harry!
- No, I agree.

Sorry. I'm just trying to
cheer things up.

Mr. Carnacki,
I have great trust in you.

Thank you.

You must tell us what to do,
and we will do it.

HISGINS:
Yes.

Is it a case for firearms,
do you think?

With the invisible horse,

I think we can resist
its intimidation

sheerly by using the full force
of our personalities

by standing in its path

and defying it with the whole
of our strength.

HARRY:
So, no firearms.

But with the horse
that becomes visible,

the horse that attacked
Beaumont, if that comes along,

I think we must be ready for it
in more ways than one.

Yes, firearms.

Well, I've got mine.

Yeah.

I prefer my sword.

Well, I've got my peashooter,
but it is rather tiny.

I wonder if I might borrow
one of your shotguns, Uncle,

if I may?

Certainly.

Mr. Carnacki?

- I haven't got a gun.
- But you must.

I'm not much of a hand
with them, I'm afraid.

Perhaps nothing will happen
at all.

I think we all feel
something will.

Not afraid, Mary?

Premonition has nothing to do
with fear.

What's your premonition,
Carnacki?

I have only fear

that...someone...

will be destroyed.

And no one is to get undressed.

I'll rig up a cord to your bell.

If I pull it
from the bedroom corridor,

you and the footmen come running
with lanterns.

Yes, sir.

- Parsket?
- Hmm?

You'll help me to rig up
a bell cord, won't you?

Yes, of course.
Now?

No, later.

If, for any reason,
the bell doesn't work,

I'll blow this whistle.

If you hear it --
[ Whistle blows ]

...same thing as for the bell.

- I understand, sir.
- Thank you, March.

And no one is to be afraid.

I understand that, too, sir.

2:00 yet?

It's, uh...

[ Indistinct talking
in distance ]

...10 minutes to.

I don't look at mine.
It always disappoints me.

There's somebody talking
in there.

Hello?
Are you all right in there?

Yes, Harry.

HARRY: You don't want this door
locked, do you?

No.

HARRY:
I'll just make sure it's not.

Oh, thank you, Harry.

[ Door rattling ]

HARRY: No.
No, that's all right.

- [ Thudding ]
- Oh!

What?

Harry?

Nothing.
It's just me tripping up.

[ Laughing ]

[ Grunts ]

I say. I just tripped
over the bell cord.

So I noticed.

My foot gave it
a rather hefty tug.

Oh.

- The bell didn't ring.
- That's right.

- But would you have heard it?
- Oh, yes, we practiced.

Probably a kink in the cord
somewhere.

I better go and have a look.

I don't know how you do it.

- Do what?
- Stay still.

I'm like Harry.
I've got to keep moving.

I can't see anything.

Must be further on.

Would you have a look?

Yes.

Yes.

Do you mind if I borrow
this lamp?

No.

Can't manage that, as well.

Wish I had brought
my peashooter.

[ Chuckling ]

Do you think I'm an idiot?

No.

What's up?

Just going to check
on the bell cord.

Oh, I say, Beaumont.

You couldn't possibly lend me
your pistol, could you?

Well, yes, of course.

Thanks awfully.

I don't in the least
mind being called a coward.

I am.

[ Chuckles ]
Good luck.

- He's no coward.
- Not in the least.

Let's hope he hurries back
with that lamp.

God, I wish it were day.

CARNACKI:
Me too.

[ Chuckles ]

I expect you've been through
this kind of thing 100 times.

Never quite this kind of thing.

[ Bell tolls twice ]

[ Horse hooves galloping ]

- Can you hear it?
- Shh. Listen.

[ Galloping stops ]

Well, perhaps the horse
isn't coming.

[ Glass shattering ]

[ Horse hoof stomping ]

Hisgins!

Hisgins! Hisgins!

- HISGINS: Yes?
- Bring the lamp!

HISGINS:
What lamp?

[ Whistle blowing ]

It's locked!

Unlock it, Carnacki!
Unlock it!

- Is the key on your side?!
- HISGINS: No!

CARNACKI:
There's not a key in there?

No!
Wait a minute!

[ Whistle blowing ]

Stand back, Carnacki!

[ Horse neighing ]

Carnacki, I've got a gun!
I'm gonna shoot!

HISGINS:
Ugh!

[ Hoofbeats approaching ]

God, it's not loaded!

Stand behind me, then.
I've got a gun.

Listen. I've got a gun.
I'm going to shoot.

I'm going to shoot.

I'm going to shoot.

[ Gunshots, horse neighing ]

Aah!

Ugh!

Oh! Oh, ho ho!
God!

[ Grunting ]

Are you all right?
Mr. Carnacki?

Sir?

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Grunting ]

Harry.

[ Horse neighs ]

Harry, now, that's enough.

[ Breathing heavily ]

I was...good at it.

Of course, I did practice.

[ Horse hoofbeats ]

Stop it, Harry.
That's enough.

You've done enough!

[ Hoofbeats continue ]

It's not me!

My God!

It's not me!

[ Whimpering ]

What is this?

[ Sobbing ]

Help me!

[ Hoofbeats continue ]

Harry, no.

Leave him, Hisgins.
Leave him.

[ Horse snorting ]

- Harry, don't!
- Stay there, Mary!

[ Hoofbeat, horse neighs ]

No!

[ Hoofbeats, horse nickers ]

[ Hoofbeats departing ]

Oh.

[ Crying ]

It wasn't your bullets
that killed him.

Heart spasm, the doctor says.

I've been helping myself
to your brandy.

Hmm.

Captain Hisgins,
I think you knew

that Harry Parsket wanted
your daughter for himself.

You should have told me.

I...
I couldn't believe that...

No.

There were...two horses
all the time.

And the attacks on Beaumont,
they were certainly Parsket.

I think at first
he wanted to frighten him off,

like the lovers
in the old stories.

But finally
he'd have killed Beaumont

rather than see him marry Mary.

The noises in the house --

some of those
were certainly Parsket.

The hoofbeats
in the billiard room?

Parsket made them
from the floor below.

I've just been looking
with your butler.

He probably used a wooden block

fastened to a window hook
or a broom handle.

I found dents in the ceiling.

Well...

I should have
thought of it sooner.

He was probably hiding
in the neighborhood

and slipping in and out.

The galloping?

I...don't know.

There's a lot I don't know.

There was...an invisible horse.

An induced haunting...

a spirit called up,
if you like,

by his desperate brooding.

Of course, he didn't
believe in it himself.

Not until the last moment

when he stood in its path
and prevented it

from crossing the doorway.

I think he saved her life,
you know.

At the risk of his own.

I think he stood between her

and some...
incredible monstrosity.

Love's a funny thing.

I think I'm getting drunk.

May I have some more
of your brandy?

Oh.

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