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-John.

Let's go to bed.

-I want to take theboat out of Lowell.

I'll be up later.

-No, I'll go with you.

John-- that will is no good.

Your mother's still alive.

We can talk herinto changing it.

-You were alwaystoo greedy, Louise.

-I just don't like tosee her exploiting you.

Honey, she's leaving allof your family's money

to charity in the name ofthis mysterious Kathleen.

It's ridiculous.

Your mother is crazy.

-You don't knowanything about it.

-I know that music's terrible.

John, you're rowing too hard.

Let me row.

-You're concernedabout me, Louise.

Is it my heart?

-Quit.

-You're only amember of the family

as long as you're my wife.

If I die before mother, you're astranger-- entitled to nothing.

-Now you've done it.

Where are the pills?

-In, in the coat.

-It's empty you idiot!

-Row faster, L, Louise.

If I die, there'snothing in it for you.

-Shut up.

-John.

John.

Ahh.

Ahh.

Now what do I do?

I got to get rid of him.

Oh.

Uh.

Oh, I have toget rid of his things.

I'll say he went back to NewYork on business or something.

Mother, I am terribly sorry, butI have received an urgent wire

from New York.

Since I must leavetonight, I will

be forced to miss Kathleen'smemorial ceremony,

but you all know my thoughtswill be with her, in loving--

-Memory.

Your loving son, John.

I'llpack the things he

would have taken--a suit, some shirts.

Finally rid of him.

I know I can handle hismother without him around.

She's half crazy anyway.

I can get rid of herone way or the other.

I'd better watchout for his brothers

though, especially theolder one, Richard.

The typewriter, hewouldn't forget that.

He'd have to writeletters on the plane.

I wonder if he'llrot under water.

Everything, everything.

I'll make her changethat ridiculous will.

your loving son,John-- fat John.

-I hope everything worksout with John's business.

-I'm sure everythingwill be fine.

Your brother's always had a wayof solving his own problems.

I'm sorry.

We're in your way.

-What do you think ofIreland and Castle Haloran?

-Iron in the sky, CastleHaloran is a bit perplexing.

A very strange placereally, old and musty,

the kind of placeyou'd expect a ghost

to like to wander around in,kind of a haunted castle.

-Castle Haloran is haunted.

-By your mother?

-By Kathleen.

-I know very little about her.

In fact, I didn'teven know you had

a sister until we arrived here.

-There's not that muchto know about her really.

My mother was about 40 whenshe gave birth to Kathleen.

It was like a giftshe used to say,

an apple for the starvingand Kathleen for me.

She even had a poem.

Three sons, each whowould marry and go away,

but little Kathleenwould always stay.

It's engraven on herlittle tombstone now.

-How did she die?

-She drowned at the pond.

Passengers arrivingfrom London and

Aer Lingus Irish InternationalAirlines wish you.

Your baggage will be deliveredshortly on the conveyor belt.

Passengers travelingonward by air today

should check at thepassenger service desk.

-Excuse me, miss.

Uh, are you Kane?

-Yes.

Hello.

-Oh, I'm Billy,Richard's brothers.

I came to get you.

-Oh, hi.

I'm so happy to met you.

-Nice to meet you.

Oh, Richard's sorry hecouldn't come to get you,

but he's, well, he's upto his elbows in statutes

so I said I wouldn'tmind picking you up.

-Thanks.

That's awfullynice of you, Billy.

Aer Lingus Irish InternationalAirlines wish you.

Your baggage will be deliveredshortly on the conveyor belt.

-My oldest brother, John, hadto leave early this morning,

but his wife, Louise,is still here.

She's from America soyou won't get homesick.

-Uh, that's my bag.

-Oh.

-Is it cold?

-Freezing.

But all old castlesare like that.

To tell you the truth, CastleHaloran gives me nightmares.

Ha, ha.

There it is.

-Unbelievable.

-We'll leave theluggage for a minute.

Come on.

I'll take you to him.

This is where he works.

-What is this?

-I'm sorry, Richard.

-Kane.

-I love you.

-Oh, I'm sorry I didn'tpick you up myself, honey,

but I wanted tofinish this statue.

You look wonderful.

-When I find a statuereminds me of death.

-How very unusual, LadyHaloran, for a woman

to have been married to suchfamous a sculptor and you'd

feel that way.

-Didn't, uh, John mentionwhen he was going to return?

-He wasn't sure.

We thought I'dstay on for a while

to get to know the family.

And then if hecouldn't make it back,

I'd just return to New York.

-How long is a little while?

-As long as you like, mother.

-Well, you're verywelcome here, Louise,

as long as you understand theprivacy of our personal duties.

I speak of theceremony tomorrow.

I'm sure Johnexplained it to you.

-I'm afraid John was usuallytoo busy to talk much

about the family.

That's why I'm so happyto be here-- finally.

-You'll have apleasant stay and I'm

sure you can findsomething to occupy

your time during the ceremony.

It won't take very long.

I think it's important thatonly the immediate members

of the family should givetheir thoughts to Kathleen.

Excuse me.

-Mother, I don't care whattragedy hangs over this family.

I want to get married.

I'm engaged to be marriedand I'm going to get married.

Moreover, I'm goingto marry, Kane.

Mother, Kathleen's dead.

She's been dead for seven years.

-You never talked so muchwhen you were a child.

-No.

But I cried a lot, didn't I?

I'm afraid I might be doing thatagain if you frighten her away

from me.

-You want me to include her?

To talk to her?

-Yes.

Yes, I do.

-Very well.

I will.

I'll tell her Idon't care for her.

-Mother.

You hurt her and I promiseyou I'll never forget it.

I thought you said youdidn't ride very much?

-Hmm.

I don't.

I'm just showing off becauseI finally got you to myself.

-Good morning.

-Oh, good morning, Louise.

-It's nice to see herenjoying herself for a change.

The mood around thisplace isn't good for her.

-Aw, she may be right.

-Especially an American girl.

You can tell she's beenraised on promises.

What are you gonnado about that?

-What are you goingto do about that?

-I don't understand.

-I saw you squirming whenmother read the will.

You gave John enough dirty looksto give him a heart attack.

-Don't joke about that.

You know he has a bad heart.

Ah.

But I know you didn'tmean anything by it.

You know, I think you ought tospend more time with your wife

to be.

-You're am intelligentwoman, Louise.

You notice things,size people up.

You know whenthey're happy and you

know when something'sbothering them.

I want you to dome a little favor?

-Of course.

-Keep that microscope you've gotbuilt into your eye off of me.

I'll see you.

all right.

Oh, there's plenty aview from up there.

-Must be veryinteresting to know

about all thesecret passageways.

-Oh, I know them all.

I've been here 20 years.

-20 years, how wonderful.

-Aw, well, you know how it is.

You get used to a family andyou get to like your room

and you get to knowthe run of the house.

And before know it,there you are-- 20 years.

-You must have been here thenwhen, uh, the little girl--

-Aw, yes.

That was a sad thing, that was.

Lord Haloran wasa much loved man

and he invited oneof the country fellas

up here for his wedding.

Oh, a big wedding that was, abig bank person, and everyone

invite.

She was all dressed upas the bride running

about to her heart'scontent all over the place.

There's never been awedding here since.

-What about Kane and Richard?

-Well, it's notmy business, but I

wouldn't be betting you'dsee another wedding here.

Well, I must go back to work.

-Billy.

Billy.

Billy, are you all right?

Oh, hello, Kane.

Oh, sure.

Sure, I'm fine.

I was just rememberingabout Kathleen.

-Kathleen?

Oh, yes, the little girl.

Richard told me all about her.

-We used to playtogether right here.

Sometimes I think I canstill hear her laughing,

just like then.

-Is, is this the pond where--

-Yes.

She was missing all night.

Mother was frantic, uh,almost uncontrollable.

The next morning wefound Kathleen floating

in water right over there.

-I'm sorry, Billy.

-No, Kane, I'm sorry.

I'm not always so morbid.

It's just the, thefuneral ceremony is today.

-It's a very beautiful pond.

you know, this isall just exactly

like I imaginedIreland would be.

-It rained the dayof the funeral.

We stood around her graveunder black umbrellas,

then threw flowers underher little headstone.

Mother looked at theflowers, then she collapsed.

Every year it's been the same.

the umbrellas, flowersand mother's collapse.

-But that was years ago.

Why do you keep having the sameceremony over and over again?

-There's some things youdon't understand, not yet.

Mother's probably waiting.

Is Richard readyfor the ceremony?

-I don't know.

I think he's in his studio.

He said he had asudden inspiration.

Something about wantingto finish his statue.

It was for--

-All right, Simon.

I've seen you.

Come out of there now.

-I give up.

you caught me fair andsquare, Master Billy.

I give meself up.

-So, it's poachingagain, are you, Simon?

Well, let me tellyou, you just about

scared the wits out ofpoor Miss Kane here.

Shame on you, Simon.

Shame on you.

-It was only old bushy tailI'm after, the sewer rat.

I swear by the shade of, Master Billy,

I'm not poaching illegal game.

No, 'tis only thatno good rabbit

stealing fox that bring me here.

Please, MasterBilly, for the memory

of your late, greatfather, god rest his soul,

don't turn me over to the bulls.

-Of course not, Simon.

But don't let me catchyou running around

through the brushagain like this.

Now, off with you.

-Oh, god bless you, my boy.

It is a true sign of the late,great Lord of this estate,

you are.

Forgive me, miss.

The last thing in the worldOld Simon would want to do

is, is to frighten a freshyoung beauty like yourself.

-Bye, Simon.

-Old Simon likesto think of himself

as the last of thegreat Irish poachers.

-Isn't that dangerous runningaround with a gun like that?

-I don't think it'sbeen fired for 30 years.

I'm not even sure it's loaded.

-Well, then how does hecatch anything or does he?

-Well, he sets outsnares for rabbits

and when he find them empty,he blames it on old bushy tail.

Old bushy tail's a fox, orat least Simon thinks so.

Nobody's ever seenold bushy tail

and I don't thinkthat Simon has either.

-Please, let me help.

Have Lillian prepare her room.

I'll take care of her.

What happened?

-One of the flowers diedwhen it touched her grave.

Oh.

-Shh.

Rest.

There's something in this house,like music in the hallways,

like a child's musicasking me something,

but more like begging me.

-Begging for what?

-Begging for her motherto listen to her.

-You know?

-I heard her.

She asks for you.

-Poor tiny thing.

-She wants you to listen toher, to watch for her signs.

-Oh, I do try.

Do you know what she wants?

-She'll tell me.

I promise you.

She'll tell me.

You'll rest.

She'll give us a sign.

I promise you.

Shh.

-Are you lost?

-No, are you?

-I think you'll find thatyou're in quite the wrong part

of Castle Haloranto find your room.

Goodnight, Louise.

-Good night.

-Consider your mind asa bird in your hand.

When it's relaxed, itlies quiet and easy.

But when it's tense,it's frightened.

It strains to leave you.

Quite a simpleprinciple, isn't it.

-You're engaged to treatmy body, not my mind.

-I do try to separate thatwhich nature has joined.

What I'm trying to say is this,that every year at this time

you work yourself towarda point of hysteria.

You remember, you worry, youimagine and then you collapse.

I just can't believe there'ssuch a punctual cycle

as physiological.

-And aside from allthis, am I well?

-Aside from all this?

Oh, yes.

What I want you to do is torest and to relax your mind.

Remember, the, uh,bird in your hand.

-Come in.

Uh, will you bring asummer dress for madam,

something youthfuland cheerful so

that we can havelunch on the terrace.

-And my daughter-in-law, Louise.

-She's isn't in her room.

I don't think sheslept there last night

if you were to ask me.

-Yeah, but nobody'sasking you, little girl.

Now, hurry up withthe lunch or I'll

wish five years ofspinsterhood on you.

-I must know where Louise is.

-I never noticed this interestin your daughter-in-law before.

-Will you pleasefind her, Lillian?

-Yes, madam.

-Her ladyship's summer dress.

-Anything will do.

Tell her I must see her.

Do you understand?

-Excuse me, Mr. Haloran.

The mistress sent me to findyour sister-in-law, Louise.

Have you seen her, sir?

-I'm sorry, Lillian.

We left prettyearly this morning.

She's not in her room?

-No, sir.

Her room wasn't even slept in.

-Try asking my brother.

-Yes, sir.

Lunch will be servedon the terrace.

-Thank you.

-I wonder where she is.

-I don't know.

-Ask me what I did today.

-Right.

What did you do today?

-Nothing.

Ask me why.

-Why?

-Because you weren't there.

I thought you weregoing to work.

-If you're going tobe my wife, you'll

have to be of thetrusting silent variety.

-Hey, Richard.

You seen Louise?

-Uh, no.

I haven't.

Why?

-I don't know.

Mother's looking for her.

-Oh, is that Caleb?

He's back.

Good afternoon, mother.

Good morning, Caleb.

-How are you, Richard?

-I'm fine, Caleb.

-And no more headaches I trust?

Unpleasant things,headaches, gnawing away

at a man's mostvaluable possessions.

And congratulations onyour charming fiance.

-Lillian.

-Patrick hasn't seen her, ma'am.

And Arthur says thatnone of the cars,

except Master Billy's,has been used.

-Have you counted the silver?

-Probably the mostastute diagnose

you've ever made, Caleb.

-You're all being ridiculous.

Kathleen.

The tiara, she wants the tiara.

-Dolls?

Now, this is ridiculous.

Put it away, probably belongsto the gardener's child.

Now, this is verybad for your mother.

-They're Kathleen's dolls.

-I saw them float up fromthe bottom of the pond.

-One of you has abrilliantly imaginative

and sadistically effective mind.

I wish I could keep up with it.

-Dr. Caleb, take thishome and study it.

-Fish the rest of them out.

Burn them.

-Are you gonna poundit all out on that one

little piece of metal?

-I don't know.

-You know, sometimesI get the feeling

you think I'm some sort ofa Christmas tree decoration.

Hang me up and look atme on all the happy days

and tie me up in a boxand put me in a closet

when it gets gloomy.

-You knew what I was like.

-Well, yes.

I knew you were quiet.

But when we first Icould sit next to you

in that littleapartment watching

you working andthinking for hours.

It's this place.

You know it is.

-What do you want me to say?

-Nothing.

-Kane.

Believe me.

I am sorry.

-I don't care whetheryou're sorry or not.

Oh, Richard.

Richard, I know there are alot of things running around

in that beautiful head of yours.

I know that one ofthem is you love me.

-Of course, I love you.

But you must understand,ever since Kathleen

died my mother'sbeen running around

with some sort of crazy guilt.

I mean, every one of us tryingto put it on one of our heads.

Billy was only 13 twomonths after it happened.

He used to wake up inthe middle of the night

and come screaminginto my room because he

had nightmares about it.

I mean, my own father died withhis wife refusing to see him

and I feel it's beenpassed on to me.

I've got to wait andI've got to watch

until I can make somesense out of all this.

That leaves it upto you to decide

whether you want tosit and wait with me.

-What do you think ofthe pond down there?

-I don't understand, sir.

-Of course, not.

How long would ittake you to drain it?

-Well, I don't know, sir.

I've never drainedit before and I

don't know that I'ddrain it properly.

There are three channels doors on the pond.

Open them.

If I was you, I'd save thatup for the visit to my office.

You're losingweight, skin's pale.

She always loved the tiara.

I wanted to putit in her coffin,

but they wouldn't let me.

I'll bring it to herplayhouse and put it

with her other things.

-The tiara.

You want the tiara.

-Ahh.

Ahh.

Ahh.

Ahh.

Uh.

-Richard!

Richard, please come!

Somebody please come!

L, Lillian, call the doctor.

-Will it be Doctor Caleb?

-Anybody, and get Richard here.

Richard!

Hurry.

-She's still breathing.

-Let's get her into the house.

-Why don't you go to bed, Billy?

-I will in a minute.

-You're gonna get all depressedsitting here by yourself.

-Did you ever seewhere my room is?

You have to go down acorridor where nobody's

lived for the past 50 years,and up a flight of stairs

where my great grand uncleor somebody tripped and broke

his neck, and then past thespot where my grandfather died

of heart attack.

I'd rather be depressedhere than there.

-Poor, Billy.

No wonder you used toget all those nightmares.

-Used to?

I still get them.

-What are they like?

Are they terrible?

-I don't know.

They're more strangethan terrible.

I'm always a littleboy in my, in my room.

It's late.

I hear somebody outside makinga, kind of a scraping sound.

I get out of bed lookout of the window

and there's a man climbingup the wall coming closer

toward my window.

I yell for my mother andshe comes into the room

just as the man is comingin through the window.

I hold onto her legs crying.

I'm so small I onlycome up to her waist.

The man is in the shadows.

You.

Can almost recognizehim, but not really.

He says that he's insane andthat someone else in the room

is insane also and thathe's going to nod his head.

And when he does, thatother insane person

will nod their head.

He nods and I lookup at my mother

and she's nodding her head.

And then she startslaughing at me.

And she picks me up inher arms and runs outside

and throws me into the pond.

-Oh.

Billy, we've all gotto get out of here.

Come on.

Go to bed.

I'll walk you past allthose spooky corridors.

Let's hurry and get therebefore Richard throws us

both in the pond.

What's wrong?

-Nothing.

You just made me realizethe man in my dream who

climbs up my wall is Richard.

I'm sorry.

I just never thoughtof it before.

It's just a dream.

-What is it, Arthur?

-Is Dr. Caleb in?

-He's at breakfast.

Is it important?

-Yes.

-All right then.

Come on in.

Excuse me, but Arthur's here.

He says he has somethingimportant to tell you.

-Excuse me.

-Arthur.

-I drained the pondlike you told me to.

And there's something thereI think you'd want to see.

-Show me.

-Richard.

-A shrine, beautifully done.

-I never saw that before.

-Quite skillfullycarved, I must say.

-I work in iron, remember?

-Six years ago youworked in stone.

-I never did that.

Every one of us worked in stone.

My father loved teaching us.

Someone else did that.

I didn't.

-No one else pursued thisinherited talent-- nobody.

-Leave him alone.

He told you before he's neverseen it and he meant it.

Come on, Richard.

Let's go.

-No.

He's trying to play a gamewith me, don't you see?

-Your mother lies inbed in a state of shock

caused by something or somebody.

I don't call thata game, Richard.

-Has the all-seeingdoctor noticed

that a certain money hungryconniving little woman has, uh,

left our midst, that mymother in her struggle,

clung on desperately to avery valuable diamond tiara?

-Well, I think that shrinehas been in that pond

for five or six years.

I don't think that five orsix years ago Louise had even

heard of Castle Haloran.

Do you?

-What do you wantout of this, doctor?

-Oh, I don't know,just a solution

to the nightmarethat has disturbed

this family for six years.

After all, I am thefamily doctor, you know?

I didn't mean toannoy your brother

because I think he's right.

I think Louise did try tosteal your mother's tiara

and I think she'll come back.

I think she's hidingsomewhere in town.

Will you help me look for her?

-Sure, if you want me to.

-I do because your brother'supset and the young girl too.

That leaves the two of us.

What do you think?

-Sure, I guess you're right.

-We look for her tonight.

-Ahh.

-No!

-I told you not to follow me.

Look at you.

You're frightened to death.

Now, settle down.

-What are you doing here?

-This is the studiowhere my father worked,

kept his stonecutting tools here.

I was trying to find outwho made that monument.

-Oh, Richard.

Richard, I'm sorry.

I'll never doubt you again.

I promise.

We can get married now.

Your mother's still sick, soshe won't be able to stop us.

No one will be able to stop us.

-Well, this is thedevil's own climate.

-Good for the grass andthe country doctors.

-But if I had to survive bytreating the common cold,

I might as well retire.

Two large Irishfor Master Haloran.

-Oh, no.

No, I don't care for any.

-Oh, just to take thechill from your bones?

Drink's the only road tosurvival in this climate.

Dispute your useless Americaneducation, you're still Irish,

you know?

Drink up.

Do you know his sister-in-law,John's wife, an American girl,

fair hair, fair complexion?

You'd know her.

-No, I have never seen her.

I seen her rideto doc,

about two or three days ago.

-Thanks.

-Thank you.

-Over here, Billy,near to the heat.

Drink up.

what do you think, Billy?

Where did she go?

-I don't know.

Come on.

Let's go.

-Oh, Bill.

You wouldn'tbegrudge an aging man

his moment's rest would you?

You know, I thinkyou know the answer

to all the problems yourfamily's been having.

Because Billy, yousaw your little sister

drown all those years ago.

-No, I didn't.

-Oh, yes, you did.

You know how I know you did?

-No.

-Because you told me.

-I did not.

-Oh, Bill.

Come on.

Drink up.

Do you remember all those yearsago when you couldn't sleep?

Do you rememberwho it was gave you

the little pillthat made you sleep?

Remember the dreams,faces in the shadows,

a man climbing up your wall?

I haven't forgotten.

Who was that man?

-No, I don't know.

-Who was it that triedto throw you in the pond?

Richard.

Tell me what happened.

What happened to Louise?

Fishy,fishy in the brook.

Daddy caught you on a hook.

Fishy, fishy in the brook.

Daddy caught you on a hook.

-Has anyone here seen Richard?

-No, I haven't seen him.

-Congratulations.

-Thank you.

-Excuse me.

-Yes.

-You know, the onething in the world

that really chills mybones to the marrow

is when a pretty girl in awedding dress looks at me

and finds me repulsive.

-Oh, don't be silly, doctor.

-Oh, I'm often silly,one of my major advices.

Another one is adesire on my part

to help others.

-Then you could help me bytelling me where Richard is.

-I'm not sure where Richardis or indeed, uh, what he is.

-Oh, and you wonder why younggirls in wedding dresses

give you dirty looks.

-No, no, no.

I'm quite serious.

I've known this familyfor a very long time.

I've been aware of theatmosphere of depression

and the slightly dementedquality that hangs over it.

But these are subtlematters so I never spoke.

I will tell you, young lady,that I know that Louise did not

leave, but was takenaway from Castle Haloran.

Perhaps even her husband,John, didn't actually

go on that business trip.

-I don't know whatyou're talking about.

-Because you don't knowwhat I'm talking about

do you think I'msome kind of villain?

Can you imagine what it'slike to try to help others

and to be mistrusted every time?

My lip twists.

This doesn't mean that everyword I say is sinister.

-I don't know whatyou're trying to say.

-What I'm trying to say toyou, that I discovered things

in this house thatmake me uneasy

and that you are probably ina position of some danger.

-From Richard?

-Primarily from Richard,but I'm not sure.

It could be anyone.

-Well, maybe you have forgottenbut I certainly haven't.

I'm his wife now.

-And his sister, andhis sister-in-law,

and his mother, andperhaps his eldest brother.

-I swear to you, Dr. Caleb,you are very sick man.

-Kane, what's the matter, honey?

-Where have you been?

-I was just outsidehaving a smoke.

-Well, let's get out here.

I don't want anyoneto see me crying.

-Come out.

Come out wherever you are.

These little nursery rhymesare notoriously expressive.

-Come on.

I don't care whatanyone says about you.

-Who said anything about me?

-No one.

Everyone, I don't care.

-Little fishy in the brook.

Papa's hanged you on a hook.

Papa's caught you on the hook.

-What is it?

-Don't touch her!

-Ahh!

-Ahh.

-Forgive me, Kathleen.

-Your children playedwith stone the way

other children playedwith building bricks.

you all forgot what atalented little boy Billy was.

-What about Kathleen?

-He made a waxdoll, something he

could protect torelieve his guilt.