Original subtitles

(chisel hitting stone)

Woman: THE BAD DREAMS ALWAYS COME BACK AGAIN, LIKE UNWANTED FRIENDS...

AND LAST NIGHT I FOUND MYSELF IN LIMMERIDGE CHURCHYARD.

NORMALLY PEOPLE WHO ARE DEAD STAY DEAD

JUST AS NORMALLY IT IS THE CRIMINALS WHO ARE LOCKED UP

RATHER THAN THE VICTIMS.

BUT THEN... THERE WAS NOTHING NORMAL

ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO US...

EXCEPT PERHAPS THE BEGINNING...

THAT SUMMER'S DAY ON LIMMERIDGE LAWN

WHERE WE WITNESSED THE FATE OF POOR LAURA'S CROQUET BALL...

(train whistle blows)

AND THAT NIGHT, THE ARRIVAL OF A TUTOR TO TEACH US DRAWING.

(owl screeching)

YOU DON'T SUSPECT ME OF WRONG, DO YOU, SIR?

WHY DO YOU SUSPECT ME OF WRONG?

I SUSPECT YOU OF NO WRONG.

I HID... TO WATCH YOU PASS.

DO YOU STAY HERE?

YES, I HAVE BEEN OFFERED A POST.

OH, HOW HAPPY YOU MUST BE.

WHERE DO YOU STAY?

NOT HERE...

BUT THERE AND EVERYWHERE.

TOWNS.

I DO WHAT I'M TOLD, SIR.

DO YOU WANT TO TELL ME, SIR, WHAT TO DO?

WHY?

WHO ARE YOU?

I'M NOT MEANT TO BE HERE.

THEY DO NOT WANT ME HERE.

DO YOU KNOW A BARONET, SIR?

NO.

PERHAPS I CAN TRUST YOU.

(carriage approaching)

MR. HARTRIGHT?

Man (continues): YOU SAW A WOMAN FROM THE VILLAGE, PROBABLY.

I CAN ASSURE YOU, AS FAMILY LAWYER

THAT IT'S NOT OUR NORMAL PRACTICE

TO MAKE OUR GUESTS WALK

BUT IT SEEMS THE ENGINE ON THE BRANCH LINE

BROKE DOWN NEAR CARLISLE.

YOUR CHARGES, MARIAN AND LAURA, HAVE NATURALLY RETIRED

AND YOUR EMPLOYER, MR. FAIRLIE

IS A MAN OF IDIOSYNCRATIC NATURE.

HE KEEPS TO HIS OWN APARTMENTS.

TO BE FRANK, I WAS A LITTLE CONCERNED

ABOUT HIS FAILURE TO ARRANGE

A PROPER CHAPERON.

AH, YOU SHOULD NOT WORRY YOURSELF, MR. GILMORE.

I AM TOLD MY SITUATION IN LIFE ACTS

AS A GUARANTEE OF ITS OWN.

MY LAST EMPLOYER EVEN COMPARED

MY PRESENCE UNDER HIS ROOF

TO THAT OF A HARMLESS DOMESTIC ANIMAL.

MR. FAIRLIE?

I AM MR. HARTRIGHT.

MR. HARTRIGHT, SIT DOWN, SLOWLY

WITHOUT TROUBLING YOURSELF TO MOVE

THE CHAIR OR OTHER OBJECTS.

IN THE WRETCHED STATE OF MY NERVES

MOVEMENT OF ANY KIND IS EXQUISITELY PAINFUL TO ME.

SO GLAD TO POSSESS YOU AT LIMMERIDGE.

YOU HAVE SEEN YOUR STUDIO.

WILL IT DO?

(excitedly): WILL IT DO?

I CAN ASSURE YOU...

NO, MR. HARTRIGHT, A LOWER KEY, PLEASE.

YOU SEE, LOUD SOUND IS TORTURE TO ME.

YOU WILL PARDON AN INVALID, I'M SURE

IF THE LAMENTABLE STATE

OF MY HEALTH DICTATES A CERTAIN CODE.

BUT AT LEAST YOU WILL FIND YOUR POSITION HERE

AS ARTIST AND TEACHER TO MY NIECES

PROPERLY RECOGNIZED, MR. HARTRIGHT.

THERE IS IN THIS HOUSE

NONE OF THE HORRID BARBARITY OF THE LOCAL GENTRY

WHO WOULD TREAT ARTISTS AS THEIR SERVANTS.

NOW, WOULD YOU PUT THIS TRAY OF COINS BACK IN THE CABINET?

(sprays atomizer)

AND THEN GO AND TAKE DOWN THAT PORTFOLIO.

ARE YOU STRONG ENOUGH?

YES? OH, HOW NICE TO BE SO STRONG.

DON'T DROP IT!

YOU HAVE NO IDEA OF THE TORTURES

I SHOULD MR. HARTRIGHT

IF YOU DROPPED THIS PORTFOLIO.

NOW, BEFORE I CONTINUE

HAVE YOU ANYTHING TO ASK ME?

JUST TSTION OF MY EMPLOYMENT HERE.

DO YOU MIND MY CLOSING MY EYES WHILE YOU SPEAK?

I FIND IT MUCH EASIER.

YES?

THE TUITION OF THE TWO YOUNG LADIES?

OH, THAT.

I WISH I FELT STRONG ENOUGH TO GO INTO THAT, BUT I DON'T.

MY NIECES, WHO PROFIT BY YOUR KIND SERVICES, MR. HARTRIGHT

MUST SETTLE AND AGREE ON YOUR WISHES

PROVIDED YOU DEAL WITH THE MORE SUITABLE SUBJECTS--

THE BASIC PRINCIPLES OF LANDSCAPE--

FRITH, LANDSEER AND SO FORTH.

MR. HARTRIGHT.

I AM SORRY IF YOU CAUGHT ME

OBSERVING YOUR ARRIVAL.

MY SISTER AND I ARE SO FOND OF GOTHIC NOVELS

THAT WE SOMETIMES ACT AS IF WE WERE IN THEM.

YOU WOULD SEEM TO HAVE

THE PERFECT SETTING FOR YOUR PRETENSE.

MY UNCLE IS NOT THE EASIEST OF MEN

TO ENCOUNTER UNBREAKFASTED.

I AM SORRY.

NO, NO. HE WAS PERFECTLY COURTEOUS.

WILL YOUR SISTER BE JOINING US?

NO. SHE THOUGHT IT BEST THAT I MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE FIRST.

I WILL NOT DISGUISE FROM YOU, MR. HARTRIGHT

THAT WE ARE A LITTLE UNUSED TO MALE COMPANY.

THAT IS COMMON ENOUGH IN MY PUPILS, MISS FAIRLIE

BUT CAN I HOPE YOU AND YOUR SISTER WILL AGREE

ON A COURSE OF STUDY?

AGREE? I WILL TELL YOU ABOUT LAURA AND MYSELF.

YOU WILL NOTICE PRESENTLY THAT WE ARE NOT ALIKE.

HAVING DIFFERENT MOTHERS, IT IS NOT SURPRISING

BUT IT GOES FURTHER.

SHE IS QUIET AND I TALK.

SHE INHERITED GREAT WEALTH THROUGH HER MOTHER

SHE INHERITED GREAT WEALTH WHILE I AM POOR.ER

SHE IS SWEET-TEMPERED AND I AM CRABBED.

AND SHE HAS A HIGH OPINION OF MEN, WHILE I...

TO SPEAK PLAINLY, MR. HARTRIGHT

SHE IS AN ANGEL AND I'M...

WELL, PERHAPS YOU'D BETTER

PASS THE MARMALADE

AND FINISH THE SENTENCE FOR YOURSELF.

ONLY BY SAYING THAT YOU SEEM TO REQUIRE SEPARATE TUTORS.

SEPARATE? NO!

LAURA AND I MAY HAVE NOTHING IN COMMON

BUT WE WILL NOT BE SEPARATED, AND WE AGREE ON EVERYTHING.

YOU MUST PLEASE BOTH OF US, MR. HARTRIGHT

OR PLEASE NEITHER OF US.

IT'S UNACCOUNTABLE, BUT THERE IT IS.

AND I'M SURE WE CAN AGREE

ON WHATEVER COURSE OF STUDY YOU PROPOSE.

LAURA.

MISS FAIRLIE?

FORGIVE ME-- JUST FOR ONE MOMENT

YOU REMINDED ME OF SOMEONE I MET ON THE ROAD LAST NIGHT

BUT I SEE NOW IT IS SOMEONE I MEONLY A RESEMBLANCE NIGHT

NOTHING MORE.

BUT WHO WAS IT, MR. HARTRIGHT?

I DO NOT KNOW.

SHE WAS DRESSED ALL IN WHITE.

A GHOST, PERHAPS?

YES... LET US MAKE A START.

IT IS MY INTENTION TO BEGIN

WITH THE MOST BASIC PRINCIPLES

OF STILL LIFE AND LANDSCAPE.

I'M SURE YOU ARE ACQUAINTED

WITH THE WORK OF LANDSEER.

Laura: BUT, MARIAN, WE DO NOT YET KNOW HIM.

WHAT IS THERE TO KNOW, LAURA?

MR. HARTRIGHT'S LESSONS ARE

AS CAUTIOUS AS HIS MANNER

AND HE IS SO UNINTERESTED IN US

I SOMETIMES THINK HE IS HALF ASLEEP.

(giggles)

YOU ARE TOO HARSH ON MEN.

BUT IF ONLY FATHER WAS HERE NOW.

HE COULD HAVE HELPED US WITH SO MUCH.

YOU KNOW, PERCIVAL HAS NOT WRITTEN.

PERHAPS HE HAS CHANGED HIS MIND.

LAURA, HE WROTE TWO DAYS AGO.

IT IS LESS THAN A WEEK SINCE THE LUNCH.

WHY IN HEAVEN SHOULD YOU WORRY?

YOUSAY THAT.

AND WHY NOT?

MARIAN!

I KNOW.

FOR WEEKS NOW YOU'VE HAD SOME...

I CAN'T SAY... SOME CONCERN FOR WEEKS NOW YOU'VE HAD SOME...

ABOUT THE FUTURE.

WHY DENY IT?

LAURA, I HAVE NO WORRIES

AND NOR SHOULD YOU.

A CHANGE IS COMING

AND I'M A COWARD .

THAT IS ALL.

MR. HARTRIGHT?

ARE YOU STILL WORKING?

BUT THIS IS MY UNCLE'S COLLECTION.

WHAT HAS HE ASKED YOU TO DO?

UH, SOME REPAIRS.

HE WANTS THEM COMPLETED BY TOMORROW.

TOMORROW?

BUT THERE WAS MONTHS OF WORK HERE.

HE HAD NO RIGHT TO ASK YOU.

WILL YOU ACCEPT AN APOLOGY

NOT MERELY ON BEHALF OF MY UNCLE

BUT OURSELVES?

THE TRUTH IS

WE THOUGHT YOU QUITE CIRCUMSPECT.

WHEN A MAN HAS URGENT NEED OF A JOB

MISS FAIRLIE, I FEAR HE GENERALLY IS.

BUT WHAT ARE THOSE?

OH, JUST SOME MATERIALS I WAS USING FOR MOUNTS.

ROSSETTI.

WHISTLER.

YES, THESE ARE COPIES I MADE.

THIS WAS ROSSETTI'S WIFE,T?

ELIZABETH.

HE DID IT AFTER HER DEATH.

(sighs)

LOOK AT THE LINE OF THE FACE...

SO MUCH LONGING.

DID YOU KNOW HE DUG UP HER GRAVE?

YES...

WHERE HE HAD BURIED HIS POEMS.

THIS PICTURE ALWAYS HAUNTED ME...

SUCH A TERRIBLE FEELING OF LOSS.

(screaming): NO!

IT IS THE SAME WOMAN I SAW.

I WILL GO DOWN.

(woman moaning mournfully)

AND THEN THERE WAS NO SIGN OF HER.

IT WAS RIGHT HERE.

BUT IT WAS NOT A GHOST.

IT WAS A WOMAN.

MR. GILMORE SAID

SHE MUST BE FROM THE VILLAGE.

SHE MUST BE FROM THE VILLAGE.O?

IF WE COULD JUST HAVE SEEN HER MORE CLEARLY.

WELL, THERE IS ONE WAY.

DO NOT MOVE.

STAND STILL.

YES, INDEED, THERE IS SOME RESEMBLANCE

ESPECIALLY IN THE COLORING.

MISS FAIRLIE, IF YOU WILL JUST LET YOUR ARMS HANG.

OH, I CANNOT.

NO...

JUST SO.

(both laugh)

IF YOU RELAX

YOU'RE AN EXCELLENT SUBJECT.

MISS FAIRLIE, PERHAPS IF I MAKE SOME SKETCHES

OF YOUR SISTER, I MIGHT BE ABLE

TO SHOW YOU HOW IT WAS.

ASSUMING YOUR MODEL IS HAPPY.

YES, MARIAN, I'D LOVE TO TRY.

Marian: SO TELL ME, MR. HARTRIGHT

HOW DO YOUR SOCIETY SUBJECTS STAY STILL?

OH, I HELP THEM ALONG

WITH GENEROUS PORTIONS OF COMPLIMENTS.

RIGHT WITH GENEROUS PORTIONS OF COMPLIMENTS. MR. HART

WILL PAY ME NO COMPLIMENTS.

WHY IS THAT?

BECAUSE I KNOW

I WILL BELIEVE ALL YOU SAY TO ME.

(piano playing)

(music continues)

(giggling quietly)

AH, THERE ARE TOO MANY BUMPS.

INDEED, AND WITH ALL THIS JOLTING AND INTERRUPTION

WE CAN CONFUSE MR. HARTRIGHT

BETWEEN NATURE AS IT IS

WHEN HE LOOKS UP...

AND NATURE AS IT IS NOT

WHEN HE LOOKS AT OUR WORK.

(gasps)

WHAT WILL YOU DO?

WHAT I KNOW IS RIGHT.

BEFORE MR. HARTRIGHT CAME

I WAS SO SURE OF MY FEELINGS.

WHERE WOULD I BE IF I CHANGED NOW?

Marian: MR. HARTRIGHT

BECAUSE WE GREATLY VALUE YOUR FRIENDSHIP

I FREELYDMIT I DO NOT LIKE WHAT I HAVE TO SAY

BUT I THINK I HAVE DISCOVERED YOUR SECRET.

THE TRUTH IS, IF SOME ATTACHMENT HAS BEEN FORMED TO LAURA

THEN IT IS MY DUTY TO TELL YOU NOW

THAT IT CAN GO NO FURTHER.

MY SISTER IS ENGAGED

WILLINGLY AND HAPPILY, TO BE MARRIED.

INDEED, HER FIANCE IS EXPECTED ANY DAY.

I SEE WE SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU BEFORE.

WE'RE UNUSED TO THESE THINGS

AND WE HAD NO THOUGHT THEN

OF WHAT WOULD HAPPEN.

MISS FAIRLIE, IT WAS IN ANY CASE MADNESS

FOR A TUTOR TO ENTERTAIN SUCH HOPES

AND I GRATEFULLY ACCEPT THE OFFER OF FRIENDSHIP.

IN MY DEFENSE, I CAN ONLY SWEAR IT IS THE FIRST TIME

A PERSONAL SYMPATHY EVER ENCROACHED IN MY TEACHING.

Marian: I CANNOT GET THE SHAPE OF THE CHURCH.

I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE A GOOD LIKENESS OF THIS PLACE.

IT IS VERY DEAR TO US.

THEN I WOULD LIKE TO DRAW IT.

WHOSE IS THE GRAVE?

OUR FATHER'S.

OH, MARIAN, I MUST GET READY.

MAY I FINISH OUR LESSON FOR TODAY, MR. HARTRIGHT?

I CAN WALK BACK.

Hartright: HER FIANCE?

Marian: YES.

HE LIVES NEARBY?

NO, HE COMES FROM THE SOUTH.

SIR PERCIVAL'S FAMILY WERE FRIENDS OF MY FATHER

WHO APPROVED THE MATCH BEFORE HE DIED.

AS I DO.

OF COURSE.

HOWEVER, WE DID SPEAK OF YOUR SECRET

MR. HARTRIGHT

AND NOW I WILL TELL YOU MINE.

HAVE YOU EVER HAD THE UNCANNY FEELING

WHEN YOU GO INTO A ROOM OR MEET A PERSON

OR SEE A PICTURE THAT IS PERFECT IN EVERY WAY

AND YET YOU KNOW SOMETHING IS WRONG?

A KIND OF PREMONITION, YOU MEAN?

YES.

IT IS NO MORE RATIONAL THAN THAT.

AND IT CONCERNS LAURA.

YET SIR PERCIVAL IS GOOD-LOOKING

WEALTHY, AND SHOWS EVERY SIGN OF BEING IN LOVE.

BELIEVE ME, I HAVE PUT HIM TO EVERY TEST

ANNOT FIND BELIEVE ME, I HAVE PUT HIM TFAULT WITH HIM. C

BUT IS IT NOT NATURAL

YOU SHOULD FEEL SOME APPREHENSION?

YOU AND YOUR SISTER ARE VERY CLOSE

AND YOUR LIVING RELATIVES ARE DISTANT.

MR. HARTRIGHT, IF I HAD ANY DOUBTS

YOU WOULD PUT YOUR OWN FEELINGS ASIDE TO HELP ME

YOU HAVE JUST DISPELLED THEM.

(playing piano)

(melody ends)

Marian: YOUR TEA, SIR PERCIVAL.

YOU MUST FORGIVE ME, MISS FAIRLIE.

I QUITE FORGOT MYSELF.

IT IS SO MANY WEEKS

SINCE I LAST HEARD HER PLAY.

NOT SO MANY.

FOUR WEEKS, TWO DAYS AND, UH... SIX HOURS.

IT WAS AT A LUNCH PARTY IN THIS VERY ROOM.

MR. HARTRIGHT, IF I MAY SAY SO

LIMMERIDGE IS INDEED FORTUNATE

TO FIND YOU AS A TUTOR.

I SAW SOME OF YOUR DRAWINGS

AT BURLINGTON HOUSE

LAST SUMMER.

IT ISDO NOT EXHIBIT MORE O FTEN.

YOU ARE VERY KIND, BUT I FEAR IT WILL BE SOME MONTHS

BEFORE I HAVE SUITABLE WORK TO SHOW.

WELL, I HOPE AFTER LAURA AND I ARE MARRIED

YOU WILL REWARD US

BY COMING TO STAY AT BLACKWATER ON OCCASIONS

AND CONTINUING THE TUITION.

AS YOU MAY KNOW

IT IS MY GREAT WISH THAT MISS FAIRLIE HERE

WILL MAKE OUR HOME HER HOME.

I MAY BE A FOOL, MR. HARTRIGHT

BUT THANK HEAVEN I'M NOT FOOL ENOUGH

TO TRY AND SEPARATE THE INSEPARABLE.

MISS FAIRLIE, I'M SORRY IF I STARTLED YOU.

I LOVE THIS SPOT.

YES, IT HAS MEMORIES.

OUR FATHER USED TO COME HERE.

HE TAUGHT US TO THROW STONES.

I'M PROBABLY BETTER AT IT THAN DRAWING.

THEN, WILL YOU TAKE THIS ONE?

A BLUE STONE?

I'VE HEARD THAT IS LUCKY.

SO I AM GLAD TO GIVE IT TO YOU.

YOU KNOW WE SHOULD NOT BE HERE ALONE.

PLEASE.

IN... IN A FEW WEEKS

I WILL BE MARRIED, MR. HARTRIGHT.

BUT I WANT YOU TO UNDERSTAND ONE THING.

I WILL NEVER FORGET THIS SUMMER--

THE DAYS WE HAVE HAD TOGETHER

THE TIME I HAVE SPENT WITH YOU.

WHEREVER YOU GO, WHATEVER YOU DO

I WANT TO WISH YOU HAPPINESS.

THEN, NO MATTER IF IT IS WRONG

I WILL THINK OF YOU

AND I WILL KEEP THIS MEMORY.

FOR GOD'S SAKE, PLEASE GO.

Gilmore: THE MATTER IS OF SOME DELICACY, MR. FAIRLIE.

YOU WOULD OBLIGE ME BY GIVING THAT MAN

PERMISSION TO WITHDRAW.

MAN? WHAT MAN?

YOU PROVOKING OLD GILMORE.

WHAT CAN YOU POSSIBLY MEAN

BY CALLING HIM A MAN?

HE'S NOTHING OF THE SORT.

AT PRESENT HE IS SIMPLY A PORTFOLIO STAND.

WHY OBJECT, GILMORE, TO A PORTFOLIO STAND?

I DO OBJECT; IT IS IMPORTANT.

(sighs)

(servant leaves room)

SIR PERCIVAL HAS JUST LEFT

AND I WANT TO DISCUSS LAURA'S MARRIAGE SETTLEMENT.

OH, THE SETTLEMENT.

THE TERMS DEMANDED

BY HIS LAWYERS SEEM TO BE EXCESSIVE.

THERE IS, AFTER ALL

A CONSIDERABLE FORTUNE INVOLVED.

GOOD GILMORE, HOW YOU RECONCILE ONE TO HUMAN NATURE.

BUT WHAT EXACTLY DO YOU PROPOSE?

THAT EITHER WE RESIST THEIR DEMAND, OR AT THE VERY LEAST

BEFORE WE SIGN, MAKE LAURA AND MARIAN ACQUAINTED WITH IT.

MAKE THEM ACQUAINTED?

GILMORE, IN SUCH A MISERABLE WORLD AS THIS

IS IT POSSIBLE TO OVERESTIMATE

THE VALUE OF PEACE AND QUIETNESS? NO?

AND YET YOU WOULD UPSET ME

UPSET YOURSELF, UPSET GLYDE

UPSET LAURA, AND WORST OF ALL, UPSET MARIAN.

AND ALL FOR A TRIFLING NOTHING.

HIS LAWYERS

HAVE NO RIGHT TO DEMAND THESE CLAUSES

AND IT SEEMS TO ME AS THAT THEY'RE ANXIOUS

TO SETTLE BEFORE SHE COMES OF AGE.

NOW, IF YOU STAND FIRM, THEY MUST GIVE WAY.

YOU DEAR OLD GILMORE

HOW YOU DETEST GLYDE FOR BEING A BARONET.

WHAT A RADICAL YOU ARE.

OH, DEAR ME, WHAT A RADICAL.

MR. FAIRLIE, I WILL PUT UP

WITH A GOOD DEAL OF YOUR PROVOCATION

BUT AFTER HOLDING THE SOUNDEST CONSERVATIVE PRINCIPLES

ALL MY LIFE, AND SERVING THREE GENERATIONS OF FAIRLIES

I WILL NOT PUT UP WITH BEING CALLED A RADICAL.

AND I HAVE TO TELL YOU

THAT NO DAUGHTER OF MINE SHOULD BE MARRIED

UNDER SUCH A SETTLEMENT!

DON'T SHAKE THE ROOM, WORTHIEST OF ALL POSSIBLE GILMORES.

DO NOT SHAKE THE ROOM.

I WOULD DISPUTE THIS REMOTE CONTINGENCY WITH YOU IF I COULD

BUT I CAN'T; I HAVEN'T STAMINA ENOUGH.

SHALL WE DROP THE SUBJECT?

THAT'S A GOOD GILMORE.

YOU HOLD BY THIS, THEN?

SO GLAD WE UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER AT LAST.

MAKE THEM GIVE YOU A GOOD LUNCH DOWNSTAIRS.

DO, GILMORE

MAKE MY IDLE BEASTS OF SERVANTS GIVE YOU A GOOD LUNCH.

DO YOU WANT SOME, SIR?

DO YOU WANT SOME?

DO YOU NOT REMEMBER ME?

IS GLYDE HERE?

WHAT?

I SAW HIS CARRIAGE.

WHAT IS SIR PERCIVAL TO YOU?

I WANT TO HELP YOU, NOT HURT YOU.

WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE?

A MAN WAS ONCE KIND TO ME HERE.

THIS MAN.

AND HIS WIFE.

BETTER THAN ALL THE OTHERS.

GLYDE PUT ME IN THE COLD ASYLUM, SIR.

TO THE COLD STONE

AND THE BATHS.

THEY SCREAM IN THE BATHS.

I WAS WRONGFULLY TREATED.

YOU MUST WARN THEM HERE.

I WILL NEVER GO BACK THERE.

(gasps)

WARN THEM OF WHAT?

I WANT NOTHING EXCEPT TO HELP YOU.

YES, TO HELP ME.

AND THEN THEY PULL AT YOU WITH THEIR LIPS.

STILL THERE'S COINS IN THOSE PURSED LIPS.

PLEASE.

PLEASE! I MEAN YOU NO HARM.

Percival: I'M MIGHTILY GLAD, MR. HARTRIGHT

THAT YOU MET WITH ANNE CATHERICK.

BUT I WAS MOST INTERESTED TO HEAR

THAT SHE WAS AT LIMMERIDGE CHURCH.

IT IS MY URGENT WISH

THAT SHE'S FOUND WITHOUT DELAY.

HAVE YOU KNOWN HER LONG?

Percival: YES.

HER MOTHER, ONE OF OUR MORE FAITHFUL RETAINERS AT BLACKWATER

WAS DOUBLY UNFORTUNATE IN HAVING A HUSBAND WHO DESERTED HER

AND A DAUGHTER WHOSE MENTAL FACULTIES WERE DISTURBED

AT AN EARLY AGE.

IN TIME, THE POOR GIRL'S SYMPTOMS

MADE IT NECESSARY FOR HER TO HAVE MEDICAL CARE.

BUT MRS. CATHERICK DID NOT WANT ANNE

TO GO TO A PUBLIC ASYLUM.

SHE APPEALED TO ME

TO MEET THE EXPENSE OF A GOOD PRIVATE ASYLUM

WHICH-- IN MARK OF HER SERVICES TO OUR FAMILY--

I WAS HAPPY TO DO.

KIDSON, A HARLEY STREET SPECIALIST

WAS PUT IN CHARGE OF THE CASE.

AND DID SHE IMPROVE?

NO, SHE DID NOT.

AND AS HER CONDITION WORSENED, SHE DEVELOPED A CONFUSED HATRED

FOR EVERYONE INVOLVED IN HER TREATMENT

INCLUDING, I'M AFRAID, HER MOTHER AND ME.

SO I HOPE SHE'S RETURNED TO PROPER MEDICAL ATTENTION

AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

I HAVE TO LEAVE TOMORROW.

I WILL WATCH FOR HER TONIGHT FROM THE CHURCH.

Gilmore: WE MUST ALL HOPE

THE POOR GIRL IS FOUND

AND I WILL COMMUNICATE ALL YOU HAVE SAID

TO LAURA'S UNCLE AND GUARDIAN.

I IMAGINE THAT ENDS THE MATTER.

NO...

IT DOES NOT.

IF MY PLAIN STATEMENT OF LEGAL FACT

HAD ONLY BEEN ADDRESSED TO YOU, MR. GILMORE

AND TO YOU, MR. HARTRIGHT

THEN I SHOULD CONSIDER

ANY FURTHER REFERENCE TO THIS UNHAPPY MATTER AS UNNECESSARY.

BUT... MISS FAIRLIE, MY POSITION WITH A LADY IS NOT THE SAME.

I HOPE, SIR PERCIVAL

YOU DO NOT SUPPOSE I DISTRUST YOU.

NO.

BUT I OWE TO YOU

WHAT I WOULD CONCEDE TO NO MAN ALIVE--

PROOF OF WHAT I SAY.

HERE IS THE ADDRESS AND NAME OF ANNE'S MOTHER.

MAY I INSIST YOU WRITE AT ONCE

TO ASK ANYTHING YOU WISH

AND ENSURE THAT SHE CONFIRMS MY ACCOUNT?

SIR PERCIVAL WATCHED ALL NIGHT HERE BUT HE SAW NO SIGN OF HER.

WHY WATCH FROM HERE?

YOU CAN'T EVEN SEE THE GRAVE.

DID YOU FIND HIS ACCOUNT CONVINCING?

MORE THAN I THOUGHT POSSIBLE.

TO TALK WITH ANNE CATHERICK.

THEN WE MUST KEEP LOOKING.

I THINK I WILL START MAKING

MOONLIGHT SKETCHES AROUND THE ESTATE.

THERE IS A CHANCE I MAY SEE HER.

BEGGING YOUR PARDON, MISS.

YES, MARGARET?

I WONDER IF I MIGHT ASK YOU SOMETHING.

OF COURSE-- WHAT IS IT?

I DIDN'T KNOW WHETHER TO TROUBLE YOU

BECAUSE IT MAY BE NOTHING AT ALL, BUT I WASN'T SURE.

IF SOMETHING IS WORRYING YOU

I'LL HELP IN ANY WAY I CAN.

IT IS MR. HARTRIGHT.

MR. HARTRIGHT?

WHAT ABOUT HIM?

WELL, YOU SEE, IT WAS GETTING LATE

AND I SAW HE WAS THERE DOWN BY THE SUMMER HOUSE

AND IT'S JUST I WASN'T SURE WHAT HE WAS DOING

WHETHER HE NEEDED ANYTHING.

OH, I SEE.

NO, MARGARET, HE WANTS TO SKETCH

VARIOUS PARTS OF THE ESTATE IN MOONLIGHT.

PLEASE HELP ACCOMMODATE THAT.

I AM VERY KEEN TO SEE THE RESULTS.

OH, YES, MISS.

THAT'S ALL RIGHT, THEN.

THANK YOU, MISS.

JUST IT SEEMED RATHER LATE.

YES.

BUT I'LL GO THERE AT 10:00, IF IT HELPS HIM.

THANK YOU, MISS.

(door shuts)

TOGOTHERE?

(bell chimes)

(screaming and crying)

(sobbing)

PLEASE, MISS, PLEASE!

HE TRIED TO MAKE ME UNDRESS.

WHAT?

Hartright: MISS FAIRLIE!

MISS FAIRLIE, PLEASE, I CAN EXPLAIN!

PLEASE, LISTEN.

Marian: INSIDE.

GET HER INSIDE!

Gilmore: I WAS ALWAYS CONCERNED

ABOUT THE ABSENCE OF A PROPER CHAPERON

IN YOUR ARRANGEMENTS HERE.

FORTUNATELY, MR. HARTRIGHT IS LEAVING IN A FEW HOURS.

BUT THERE IS ALWAYS

THIS SERVANT TO CONSIDER.

SIR PERCIVAL HAS ALREADY OFFERED

THE SERVANT CONCERNED

A POSITION AT BLACKWATER PARK

SO THE CHANGE OF SCENE SHOULD HELP HER.

AND PL DON'T FORGET, MR. GILMORE

IT WAS MARIAN WHO SAVED HER.

WELL, THIS IS TRUE.

AND PROVIDED BOTH OF YOU ACCEPT

THAT YOU WERE COMPLETELY DUPED BY THIS YOUNG MAN

I SUGGEST WE LET THE MATTER REST.

I ACCEPT THAT WE WERE DECEIVED.

I DO NOT ACCEPT THAT I WAS WRONG

TO TAKE EVERY MEANS AT MY DISPOSAL

TO FIND ANNE CATHERICK.

HER MOTHER HAS NOW WRITTEN TO ME.

EVIDENTLY, ALL THAT SIR PERCIVAL SAID

IS TRUE TO THE LETTER.

Hartright: MISS FAIRLIE!

I WILL BE GONE IN A FEW MINUTES.

ONE I WILL BE GONE MOMENT OF YOUR TIME.ASE GRANT ME

IF I'M FOUND WITH YOU, I WILL BE PUNISHED.

THERE IS NOTHING TO SAY.

I SAY NOTHING FOR MYSELF

BUT THE CIRCUMSTANCES IN WHICH I WAS DISGRACED

LEAD ME TO SUPPOSE

YOU AND YOUR SISTER ARE IN VERY GREAT DANGER.

I BEG YOU TO TAKE HEED OF THAT DANGER.

(sobbing)

Marian: MR. HARTRIGHT'S DISGRACE

WAS SUCH PAINFUL PROOF OF OUR OWN INEXPERIENCE

THTO FORGET ALL MY DOUBTS.

IT HAD BEEN AGREED

I WOULD JOIN HER AS SOON AS THE HONEYMOON WAS OVER.

AND HOW STRANGE IT SEEMS NOW

TO THINK THAT I TRAVELED THAT LONG ROAD IN HOPE.

Man: WELCOME, YOUR LADYSHIP.

OH, LAURA!

OH!

OH, HOW LONG IT SEEMS!

MARIAN, I'M SORRY, I'M TIRED FROM THE JOURNEY.

WILL YOU EXCUSE ME?

MISS FAIRLIE...

I MUST APOLOGIZE.

LAURA IS A LITTLE TIRED.

BUT HOW NICE TO FIND YOU AWAITING US.

I REGRET TO SAY

IT SEEMS WE HAVE A GUEST ARRIVING LATER IN THE WEEK--

SOME WRETCHED COUSIN WHOM I BARELY KNOW.

STILL, HE WILL ONLY BE HERE A SHORT TIME.

WILL YOU EXCUSE ME?

MATTERS HAVE REACHED A HEAD

AND THE SITUATION MAY BECOME SERIOUS.

(voice fading): WE MUST ADDRESS IT AT ONCE.

Percival: BUT IF I CAN OBTAIN

THE SIGNATURE TO THE PAPERS.

THAT WILL RESOLVE THE QUESTION AT A STROKE.

THAT WILL RESOLVE THE QUESWE CAN THEN PROCEED

TO CLEAR THE OUTSTANDING BILLS

TO CLEAR THE OUTSTANDING BILLSY BECOME DUE.

(door shuts in near distance)

Woman: PLEASE!

(Laura and Percival arguing; conversation muffled)

SIR PERCIVAL, I WONDER IF I MIGHT HAVE

A WORD WITH YOU REGARDING SOMETHING.

MISS FAIRLIE, OF COURSE.

I HAVE BEEN HERE FOUR DAYS NOW.

IF SHE DOES NOT WANT ME TO BE HERE

THEN I CAN LEAVE.

BUT I CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHY SHE WILL NOT TALK TO ME.

I CANNOT WHOLLY UNDERSTAND IT MYSELF.

I HAVE KEPT EXPECTING HER TO CHANGE

BUT I FEAR THE MOODS OF WOMEN ARE SOMETIMES

UNACCOUNTABLE TO ME.

YOU HAVE HER MESSAGES.

SHE MAKES EXCUSES--

SHE HAS BUSINESS, SHE IS TIRED.

ONCE I PASSED HER AND SHE TALKS FOR A FEW MOMENTS

AND THEN GOES ON.

IF I HAVE DONE SOMETHING TO OFFEND HER

THEN I WILL BE DULY SORRY, BUT I MUST FIRST KNOW WHAT IT IS.

BELIEVE ME, MISS FAIRLIE, YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING TO OFFEND HER.

YOU MUST SIMPLY GIVE HER TIME.

IHAVEGIVEN HER TIME.

AND IF, AS YOU SAY, I HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG

THEN I MUST LEAVE AND RETURN TO MY UNCLE

BECAUSE IT IS CLEAR SHE DOES NOT WANT ME.

PERHAPS YOU WOULD BE KIND ENOUGH

TO INFORM THE SERVANTS

TO PREPARE FOR MY DEPARTURE.

I HAVE EVERY HOPE SHE MIGHT CHANGE

AND I WILL TRY AO PREVAIL UPON HER TO BE MORE CIVIL.

PLEASE...

STAY LONGER.

NO.

YOU'VE BEEN KIND

BUT I CANNOT IMPOSE MYSELF

IF SHE DOES NOT WISH ME TO BE HERE.

(door opens and closes)

Laura: MARIAN...

DO NOT LEAVE HERE.

OH, DEAR GOD, DO NOT LEAVE!

LAURA, OH, LAURA!

IT WAS A BAD DREAM.

WHY WOULD YOU NOT TALK?

WHAT IS THIS?

IT WAS A FALL.

I MUST GO BACK NOW

I MUSWE WILL TALK TOMORROW.W,

I AM SO SORRY.

LAURA, YOU MUST TELL ME.

WHATEVER THE MATTER IS, YOU MUST TELL ME.

I BEG YOU.

WHEN WE WERE IN ITALY, WE WENT TO SEE

A WONDERFUL TOMB THAT A HUSBAND HAD BUILT FOR HIS WIFE.

SHE WAS CALLED CECILIA, CECILIA METELLA.

IT WAS A BRIGHT AFTERNOON.

I ASKED PERCIVAL

IF HE WOULD EVER BUILD SOMETHING LIKE IT FOR ME.

HIS REPLY WAS THAT IF HE DID, TH MY OWN MONEY.

IT WAS A JOKE, LAURA.

WHAT OF IT?

I AM SURE

THE MARRIAGE SETTLEMENT MUST PROVIDE FOR HIM TO INHERIT

AT LEAST IN THE EVENT THAT THERE ARE NO CHILDREN.

AND, MARIAN, I DO NOT WANT CHILDREN

NOT THE WAY HE TOUCHES ME WHEN HE...

TELL ME.

I NEVER KNEW MEN COULD ENJOY THE ACT

EVEN IN HATRED.

WHY DOES HE HATE ME?

IS IT BECAUSE I HAVE DONE SOMETHING?

YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING.

AND YOU MUST NEVER THINK OF YOURSELF IN THIS WAY.

THEN I CAN ONLY TELL YOU WHAT I BELIEVE.

HE WANTS MY MONEY, AND I AM SURE

HE IS PREPARED TO DO ANYTHING TO GET IT.

COME ON, WE MUST GO BACK.

LAURA, YOU CANNOT BE SURE.

PERHAPS IF YOU WOULD TALK TO HIM.

I HAVE TRIED.

SOMETIMES I HAVE SEEN SADNESS BUT...

NOW I KEEP REMEMBERING

THE WARNING OF THAT WOMAN, THE POOR WOMAN IN WHITE.

(barking, neighing)

Man: WATCH YOURSELF, MY LADY.

A DOG HAS BROKEN LOOSE!

HE'S DANGEROUS!

(growling)

KEEP STILL, DON'T RUN!

WE'VE SENT FOR THE KEEPER.

LADIES, KEEP QUITE STILL, PLEASE.

Man: MIND, SIR

HE FLIES AT EVERYONE.

HE DOES THAT, MY FRIEND

BECAUSE EVERYONE IS AFRAID OF HIM.

LET US SEE IF HE FLIES AT ME.

CAREFUL, SIR.

(continues muttering)

(chuckles)

MISS FAIRLIE, LADY GLYDE, YES?

I WOULD BEG YOUR VERY GREAT FORGIVENESS.

IN MY HASTE, I NEGLECTED TO MAKE MY INTRODUCTIONS.

I AM COUNT ISIDORO OTTAVIO FOSCO

ONCE, THROUGH MY PARENTS, OF SIENA, NOW OF PARIS

ARRIVING FOR ONLY THE SECOND TIME IN MY LIFE

TO PAY TRIBUTE TO MY COUSIN AND HIS BEAUTIFUL HOME.

I MUST ADMIT THAT MY EARLY LIFE

WAS SPENT LIKE ANYONE ELSE'S-- IN INNOCENT FOLLY.

I RULED THE FASHIONS OF A SECOND-RATE ITALIAN TOWN

AND WROTE PREPOSTEROUS ROMANCES

FOR A THIRD-RATE NEWSPAPER.

THEN I STUDIED LAW, FINANCE AND CHEMISTRY, IN THAT ORDER.

LAURA, I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU TO SIGN

IT'S A FORMALITY

BUT WE MAY AS WELL DO IT NOW

SO THE BOY CAN TAKE IT DOWN TO THE TRAIN.

THE COUNT AND MISS FAIRLIE CAN BE WITNESSES

IF THEY DON'T MIND.

WHAT IS IT I AM TO SIGN?

I WOULD TELL YOU, BUT WE'RE SHORT OF TIME

AND I DOUBT YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND IT.

I ASK YOU TO LET ME TRY.

WHEN MR. GILMORE HAD ANY BUSINESS

HE ALWAYS EXPLAINED IT.

WELL, I DARESAY

BUT YOU SEE, HE WAS YOUR SERVANT

AND WAS OBLIGED TO DO SO.

I AM YOUR HUSBAND AND I'M IN A HURRY.

(nervously): IT IS JUST... IF MY SIGNATURE PLEDGES ME TO...

YOU'RE NOT REFUSING ME, SURELY.

NO.

PROCEED TO SIGN IT AT ONCE.L

SIR PERCIVAL, PERHAPS I MAY EXPLAIN LAURA'S OBJECTION...

Percival: MISS FAIRLIE

I HOPE VERY MUCH YOU CAN CONTINUE TO BE OUR GUEST

BUT IT COULD OBVIOUSLY BECOME DIFFICULT

IF YOU CHOOSE TO INTERFERE IN OUR AFFAIRS.

IT IS JUST...

PARDON ME FOR ONE MOMENT, SIR PERCIVAL

THAT I SPEAK WITH RESPECT.

WHAT THAT DOCUMENT THAT LADY GLYDE IS ABOUT TO SIGN MAY BE

I NEITHER KNOW NOR DESIRE TO KNOW

BUT I FEEL UNEASY ABOUT WITNESSING

ANY SIGNATURE AT ALL

WITHOUT A FULL AND FAIR UNDERSTANDING BY THE SIGNATORY.

YOU TAKE MY WIFE'S SIDE?

I TAKE THE SIDE OF MY POOR EUROPEAN CONSCIENCE

WHICH IS DIFFERENT.

BY ALL MEANS, SET ME DOWN AS BEING

NO BETTER THAN THE REST OF MY KIND.

I WILL SEE IF MY LAWYER CAN FIND SOME WAY AROUND IT.

NOW, I REALLY MUST GET THE REST OF THESE PAPERS OFF.

WITHOUT YOU AND THE COUNT

HE WOULD HAVE MADE ME SIGN IT.

PLEASE, MARIAN, GIVE HIM NO EXCUSE

TO MAKE YOU LEAVE.

I WILL NEVER LEAVE WITHOUT YOU.

BUT, LAURA, YOU MUST NOW TEL

MANY THINGS-- POISON, A FALL

A BOATING ACCIDENT IN THE LAKE.

HE WANTS M

IF WHAT YOU ARE SAYING IS TRUE, THERE ARE LAWS.

LAWS CANNOT PREVENT EVIL, THEY MAY ONLY AVENGE IT.

I HAVE NO EVIDENCE AGAINST MY HUSBAND EXCEPT THAT HE IS CRUEL.

WHAT IS THAT?

SO ARE HALF THE MEN IN ENGLAND.

I WANT TO SEE.

WHY?

PLEASE.

NEVER AGAIN.

I DON'T CARE IF YOU KILL HIM;

YOU WILL NOT LET HIM NEAR YOU.

FROM THIS MOMENT ON, I SWEAR

OUR ENDURANCE ENDS.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

WHAT CAN WE DO?

WE CAN FIGHT.

Marian: "I HAVE NO MEANS OF PROVING MY SUSPICIONS, MR. GILMORE

"ANY MORE THAN I CAN PROVE

"THE BURNED DOCUMENT FORMED SOME PART OF A PLOT

"TO TAKE MY SISTER'S MONEY.

"I KNOW MY UNCLE WILL NOT COUNTENANCE A SCANDAL

"BUT I BEG YOU TO ASK HIM WHETHER THERE IS SOME WAY

"LAURA AND I COULD RETURN ALONE TO LIMMERIDGE

AT LEAST FOR A PROLONGED VISIT."

(panting)

(gasps)

WHO ARE YOU?

YOU'RE NOT LADY GLYDE, ARE YOU?

NO. NO, ANNE, I'M NOT.

I AM HER HALF-SISTER.

WHAT? THEY USE YOU, MISS, DO THEY?

ANNE, I COULD HELP YOU TO SEE LADY GLYDE.

WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO HELP YOU?

I DON'T NEED HELP.

I'M NOT GOING BACK THERE TO THE ASYLUM.

NO, I WON'T TAKE YOU BACK THERE

BUT WE CAN HELP.

YOU WANT TO SEE LADY GLYDE?

TO TELL HER THE DANGER.

IT'S NOT SAFE HERE, MISS.

NEVER, NEVER MARRY, MISS.

I TRAVEL FREE; I CHOOSE.

CAN YOU CHOOSE, MISS?

WHAT IS THE DANGER?

WHERE CAN WE FIND YOU?

AFTER DUSK, TOMORROW... THE BOATHOUSE.

BUT YOU MUST TELL NO ONE ELSE.

THE SECRET FRIGHTENS HIM.

I PROMISE.

BUT WHAT SECRET?

ANNE!

Laura: ILL BE HERE TONIGHT

WE MUST BRING HER FOOD AND CLOTHING.

I WILL LOOK OUT FOR SOME OF MY OWN.

SHE HAD SUCH SADNESS.

SHE'S FREE.

BUT AT WHAT COST, LAURA?

DOES IT MATTER, MARIAN?

AT LEAST SHE CAN MOVE ON

FROM THOSE WHO ABUSE HER.

AND SO CAN YOU.

MY LETTER WAS IN THE POST THIS MORNING.

BY TOMORROW IT WILL BE WITH GILMORE

AND HE MUST ACT.

AND THE COUNT HELPED US BEFORE.

HE WILL AGAIN.

(playing somber piece)

(birds chirp)

(chuckling)

OH, MISS FAIRIE

SEE THE LIGHT DYING IN THE TREES.

DOES IT NOT BREAK THE HEART?

AH, BUT COUNT...

THE HEART WILL SURELY MEND BY MORNING.

YOU HAVE YOUR THE HEART WILL SURENGLISH SENSE, MEND BY MORNING. MISS FAIRLIE

BUT YOU CANNOT DENY WHAT IS SO STRIKING--

THAT YOU FEEL THINGS VERY DEEPLY.

Laura: I WOULD NOT DENY IT.

AND YES, THE LIGHT IS BEAUTIFUL.

AND AS YOUR POET SAYS...

"TRUTH IS BEAUTY."

(laughs softly)

SEE, YOUR FACE SHOWS AS MUCH NOW.

SO, YOU STUDY POETRY AS WELL AS CRIME, COUNT.

BUT I WISH TO KNOW

IS YOUR STUDY OF DETECTION

AN AMATEUR INTEREST ONLY?

TO BE TRUTHFUL?

NO.

BUT THEN I HAVE DABBLED IN MANY THINGS

INCLUDING THE SCIENCE OF CHARACTER

AND I SEE THAT YOUR SISTER IS VERY FORTUNATE

TO HAVE YOU AS AN ALLY.

I HAET ANYONE LIKE YOU.

NEST WITH YOU. THEN I MUST BE

AT THIS MOMENT, WE'RE IN NEED

OF AS MANY FRIENDS AS WE CAN FIND

AND I WILL TELL YOU WHY.

Laura: YOU'RE QUITE SURE WE ARE NOT FOLLOWED?

Marian: I AM CERTAIN OF IT.

(door creaks open)

NOT ALONE?

Marian: IT IS AL RIGHT, ANNE.

THERE IS NO ONE HERE BUT US.

LOOK.

WE HAVE FOOD AND CLOTHING FOR YOU.

LADY GLYDE'S THINGS WILL FIT YOU.

MY LADY...

I HAVE YOUR WORD YOU ARE ALONE?

YOU HAVE MY WORD.

I HAVE ONLY KEPT OUT OF THEIR SIGHT

BY MOVING FROM VILLAGE TO TOWN

STAYING IN WOODS AND DITCHES.

NO ONE WILL LISTEN.

YOU ARE THE ONLY ONES WHO MIGHT BELIEVE.

THERE IS A SECRET.

IT WOULD DESTROY HIM.

WHAT IS IT?

ANNE?

IT IS HIDDEN.

(faint barking)

I'M SURE I HEARD A NOISE.

(barking grows louder)

(horses approaching)

(horses neighing, dogs barking)

(quavers)

ANNE!

(shouts): GET HER!

Marian: STOP! STOP THIS!

LEAVE HER!

(shouting and barking continue)

STOP!

(barking intensifies)

(gasps)

LEAVE HER BE!

(Anne cries out)

STOP THEM, PLEASE!

(men snicker)

(dogs growl, Anne quavers)

Percival: ALL RIGHT, BAXTER, GET HER UP.

THE POOR WOMAN'S ORDEAL IS AT AN END.

WE WILL CONFINE HER... UNTIL AN ASYLUM CAN BE FOUND.

(roughly): GET UP!

I CURS BETRAYER!

MAY YOUR BODY TWIST AND FALL

FROM THE HIGHEST TOWER OF BLACKWATER PARK!

ANNE, I DIDN'T, I DIDN'T LET HIM KNOW!

MOVE IT, MISS!

ANNE!

WHAT IS THIS?

Man: COME ON!

WELL, LET US JUST SAY IT IS POOR ANNE'S.

SHE'S IN NEED OF CLOTHES.

OH, AND THERE IS EXCELLENT NEWS.

THE GOOD COUNT HAS AGREED TO STAY ON...

FOR SEVERAL MORE WEEKS, I HOPE.

SO THE COUNT IS NO COUSIN, BUT YES, HE IS A SPECIALIST.

GOD KNOWS WHAT HE WAS HIRED TO DO IN THIS HOUSE.

BUT THE SIGNATURE?

HE HELPED US.

NO. HE KNEW I WOULD NOT LET YOU SIGN

SO HE PRETENDED TO BE OUR ALLY.

LIKE A STUPID GIRL

FLATTERED BY HIS ATTENTION

I LED HIM STRAIGHT TO ANNE.

SO WHAT WILL THEY DO?

(sighs)

WE WILL NOT WAIT TO SEE.

WE'RE LEAVING.

(footsteps approach)

AND, LAURA, FOR ALL HIS TALK

I'M SURE THE COUNT

IS MORE DANGEROUS THAN ANY OF THEM.

Marian: NEVER LET HIM SEE WHAT WE FEEL.

(Fosco whistles melodiously)

(imitates bird)

(whistles tune)

(speaking French whimsically)

TA PETITE QUEUE.

(laughs)

OH... MAIS... TU VOYAGES, EH?

(laughs)

(whispers playfully in French)

MRS. RIDEOUT?

(footsteps outside)

MRS. RIDEOUT?

MRS. RIDEOUT, I NEED YOUR HELP AGAIN TO SEND A TELEGRAM.

MARGARET.

WHERE'S MRS. RIDEOUT?

SHE'S GONE, MISS.

GONE WHERE?

SHE'S LEFT.

YOU SEE, I'M TO BE HOUSEKEEPER.

YOU?

THE OTHER SERVANTS HAVE HAD THEIR NOTICE.

THE LAST OF THEM ARE OFF NOW...

APART FROM LIZA HERE.

Marian: YOU MEAN IT IS

JUST LIZA AND YOU?

OH, YES, MISS.

SIR PERCIVAL HAS BEEN VERY KIND.

AFTER WHAT HAPPENED WITH MR. HARTRIGHT.

MARGARET PORCHER IS ON THEIR SIDE.

SHE'S HOUSEKEEPER TO HIM NOW.

NO, PLEASE.

I DOUBT I CAN DO BETTER.

(giggles softly)

LADIES, MAY I PRESENT TO YOU MY DEAR WIFE

WHO HAS JUST NOW JOINED OUR COMPANY?

Countess Fosco: CAN I SAY

HOW PLEASED I AM TO BE OF THE PARTY.

Marian (whispering): THEY ARE CLEARING THE HOUSE.

Laura (whispering): YES, IT IS JUST AS WALTER HARTRIGHT WARNED.

HE BEGGED ME TO BELIEVE HIM

AND I JUST TURNED AWAY

BUT I SEE IT SO CLEARLY NOW.

HE WAS INNOCENT, MARIAN.

THEY MADE HIM THEIR VICTIM.

(sighs)

WE WILL LEAVE AS SOON AS IT IS DARK.

THE STATION IS HALF AN HOUR'S WALK.

IF WE CATCH THE LATE TRAIN, WE ARE SAFE.

TAKE WHAT YOU CAN.

I WILL JOIN YOU ON THE LAWN

AFTER DINNER.

BEG PARDON, SIR.

HOW CAN YOU GET THROUGH SO MUCH CREAM, FOSCO?

Fosco: A TASTE FOR SWEETS

IS THE INNOCENT TASTE OF WOMEN AND CHILDREN.

I LOVE TO SHARE IT WITH THEM.

ANOTHER BOND, DEAR LADIES

BETWEEN YOU AND ME.

OH, THIS WEATHER IS IMPOSSIBLE.

IT MUST BREAK SOON.

IT WILL BREAK.

I HAVE TOLD YOU, SOON NOW.

BY THE WAY, THERE HAVE BEEN REPORTS OF POACHERS

IN THE PARK WITH GUNS.

BAXTER IS STANDING GUARD

BUT IT'S HIGHLY DANGEROUS.

YOU UNDERSTAND?

I TAKE IT THE GARDEN IS SAFE.

YES, PROVIDED YOU STAY IN IT AND DO NOT VENTURE OUT.

I MUST APPEALED YOU STAY IN IT TO YOU ON A QUESTIONRE OUT.IE,

OF THE GREATEST IMPORTANCE--

YOU MIGHT SAY THAT THE HONOR OF MY COUNTRY IS AT STAKE--

UNLESS YOU HAVE

SOME MORE PRESSING BUSINESS

IN WHICH CASE I COULD ACCOMPANY YOU.

YOU SEE, THE ENGLISH WERE ALWAYS REVILING THE ITALIANS

FOR THEIR MUSIC.

I AM SORRY, I KNOW NOTHING OF MUSIC.

BUT I'M SURE

THEY FORGOT ROSSINI.

AS A VERY GREAT PERSONAL FAVOR TO ME, MIGHT I ASK YOU

TO LISTEN TO THIS

AND SAY IF ANYTHING MORE SUBLIME HAS BEEN COMPOSED?

(playing deep chord)

(continues playing tune)

I HAVE NO WISH TO INTERRUPT THE COUNT

BUT I AM FEELING A LITTLE FAINT

BUT I AM FEELING AND I MUST GET SOME AIR.

THE COUNT WOULD NOT LET ME GO.

WE MUST BE QUICK OR THE TRAIN WILL LEAVE.

BUT THE POACHERS AND GUNS?

THERE ARE NONE; THAT WAS JUST TO SCARE US.

I HOPE WE NEVER SEE IT AGAIN.

Marian: THE ROAD CANNOT BE FAR NOW.

(branch snaps; cries out)

I THINK I CAN SEE IT, JUST A SHORT...

(gunshot; women shriek)

QUICKLY!

(gasping)

QUICK! GET UP!

(panting)

IT WAS BAXTER.

THERE WERE NO POACHERS.

HE KNEW WHO WE WERE, BUT HE STILL SHOT.

WHAT WOULD THEY CALL IT? AN ACCIDENT?

AT FIRST LIGHT

WE WILL GO TO THE STABLES.

I WILL TELL THE GROOM

THAT SIR PERCIVAL REQUIRES HIM URGENTLY

AND THEN WE CAN TAKE THE CART OURSELVES.

STAY WITH ME.

NO. I MUST KNOW WHAT THEY'RE DOING.

Glyde (almost inaudible): ...TALKING IN RIDDLES.

YOU'VE A JOB TO DO AND IT'S TIME NOW FOR YOU TO EXPLAIN.

Fosco: I WILL COME TO AN EXPLANATION, SIR PERCIVAL

ONLY WHEN I AM QUITE SATISFIED WE ARE UNDISTURBED.

WE HAVE REACHED A CURIOUS CRISIS, AS YOU KNOW.

I DO NY RISKS.

(distant thunder)

(thunder crashing)

(clock chiming)

(groans)

D SIT DOWN; YOU'RE AS RESTLESS AS A CAT.

HAVE SOME BRANDY AND WATER.

YOU KNOW HOW CAREFUL WE MUST BE.

THE COLD WATER WITH PLEASURE

THE SPOON, BASIN OF SUGAR.

EAU SUCREE,MY FRIEND, A WONDERFUL DRINK.

A SICKLY MESS, YOU MEAN.

YOU FOREIGNERS ARE ALL ALIKE.

IT IS HERE AT LAST-- THE RAIN THAT WASHES AWAY OUR SINS.

SO, SIR PERCIVAL

HOW WOULD YOU TREAT A WOMAN WHO OPPOSES YOU?

KNOCK HER DOWN.

YES, THAT IS ONE INFERIOR ROUTE

CHOSEN BY THE LOWER ORDERS

BUT THE SUPERIOR WAY IS TO DENY ALL THEIR SUSPICIONS

AND NEVER, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES

TO ACCEPT A PROVOCATION AT THEIR HANDS.

YET, DESPITE ALL MY WARNING AND ENTREATIES

YOU KEEP FORGETTING THIS CRUCIAL FACT WITH YOUR WIFE'S SIS

YOU KEEP FORGETTING THIS CRUCIAL AS A SPECIALIST.IFE'S SISED ME

Percival: ARE YOU GOING TO STAND IN THE RAIN ALL NIGHT?

SO AS A SPECIALIST, I TELL YOU, SIR PERCIVAL

IN THIS SWEET RAIN, THAT THERE ARE LIMITS

EVEN TO THE MALE PREJUDICES OF YOUR GOOD COUNTRY.

WE CANNOT KEEP THESE WOMEN HERE INDEFINITELY.

OF COURSE, BUT WHERE ARE YOU LEADING?

I SAW THAT YOUR WIFE'S SISTER WOULD LOSE US

THE SIGNATURE TO THE DEED.

I GE AND SECURED ANNE CATHERICK.

BUT WITHOUT THE SIGNATURE

WE ARE HAVING TO DO SOMETHING INFINITELY MORE COMPLICATED

AND INFINITELY MORE DANGEROUS.

ARE YOU READY FOR THAT?

OF COURSE, BUT HOW?

Percival: THE DEBTS MOUNT

AND THERE IS DANGER, TOO.

ANNE ALMOST TOLD THE WOMEN

OF THE WILL MY FATHER MADE AT THE END.

AND I STILL CANNOT FIND WHERE SHE'S HIDDEN IT.

AND THE WILL WOULD DISINHERIT YOU. WHY?

YOU HAVE HINTED AT SOMETHING WORSE.

IT WILL NEVER BE DISCLOSED.

NOW, COME TO THE POINT: I WOULD HAVE ACTED EARLIER

AND MORE CRUDELY AGAINST MY WIFE.

YOU RESTRAINED ME.

TIME IS RUNNING OUT

SO I SAY TO YOU AGAIN, HOW?

I SHALL TELL YOU HOW.

FIRST, WE MUST SEPARATE THE WOMEN.

YOU UNDERSTAND THAT, PERCIVAL?

WE MUST SEPARATE THEM TOMORROW AT BREAKFAST.

THEN I, FOSCO, WILL RESORT

TO THE MOST OMNIPOTENT OF ALL TYRANTS, THE CHEMIST.

AND THEN TOMORROW AT BREAKFAST...

(thunder rumbling loudly)

LIGHT! BRING A LIGHT!

SOMEONE IS OUT THERE.

THEN WE'LL FIND HER, TOO.

(groaning)

(moaning)

(footsteps approaching)

TOMORROW AT BREAKFAST, TOMORROW AT BREAKFAST

TOMORROW...

TOMORROW AT BREAKFAST, TOMORROW AT BREAKFAST

TOMORROW AT BREAKFAST

TOMORROW AT BREAKFAST, TOMORROW AT BREAKFAST...

(footsteps pass down hallway)

(gasping)

AT DAWN... I MUST GO TO HER AT DAWN.

(footsteps pass again in hallway)

Marian: NO BREAKFAST... NOT A BREAKFAST WITH THE CHEMIST.

(bashing at door)

OH, NO.

LAURA.... I MUST SEE LAURA.

(Marian screaming)

(crying)

LEAVE HER!

GET HIM OUT!

NO!

(no voice)

(crying)

NO!

(screaming): NO!

Marian: DREAM... DEAR GOD, ONLY A DREAM.

BUT THIS IS NOT MY ROOM.

WHY HAVE I BEEN MOVED?

YOU'VE BEEN IN A FEVER, MARIAN.

THE DOCTORS MOVED YOU SIMPLY FOR THE RISK OF INFECTION.

MR. GILMORE, THANK HEAVENS YOU'VE COME.

OF COURSE I CAME.

I WANTED TO BE SURE I WAS THE ONE WHO SAW YOU FIRST.

WHY?

WHERE'S LAURA?

THEY HAD TO BREAK OPEN THE DOOR TO GET HELP TO YOU

BUT THE DOCTORS SAY YOU ARE STRONGER NOW

AND I HAVE TO ASK YOU TO BE BRAVE, MARIAN.

THERE IS BAD NEWS.

YOU WERE TOLD ABOUT IT BEFORE, EVIDENTLY

BUT NOBODY KNEW HOW MUCH YOU'D TAKEN IN.

TOLD WHAT?

THERE'S BEEN AN ACCIDENT.

LAURA... IS DEAD.

SHE FELL FROM THE TOWER.

THEY HAVE KILLED HER, THEN.

Gilmore: PLEASE, MARIAN.

YOU ARE STILL NOT STRONG.

I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.

I HEARD THEM PLOTTING.

GLYDE AND FOSCO DRUGGED AND KILLED HER.

GLYDE HAD NO HAND IN HER DEATH.

LAURA'S MIND HAD BEEN TURNED BY ANNE CATHERICK'S PROPHECY.

THERE ARE WITNESSES.

WHO?

A RESPECTABLE DOCTOR I KNOW

WHO WAS TENDING YOUR FEVER.

HE WAS WITH GLYDE AND FOSCO WHEN SHE FELL.

IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE.

LIZA AND MARGARET PORCHER WOULD HAVE DONE IT.

GLYDE USED MARGARET AGAINST HARTRIGHT.

HE HAS PAID HER TO KILL LAURA.

THIS IS MADNESS!

WHO ELSE WOULD YOU HAVE INVOLVED?

THE GROOM? THE STABLE BOY? THE DOCTOR HIMSELF?

THERE IS NOT THE SLIGHTEST PROOF OF ANY OF THESE ACCUSATIONS

AND I WILL NOT HEAR OF IT.

BUT THEY WERE ALL IN LEAGUE AGAINST US.

THERE IS SOME SECRET HIDDEN--

A WILL THAT WOULD DISINHERIT SIR PERCIVAL.

I SHALL NOT LISTEN TO THIS, MARIAN.

GLYDE WOULD HAVE THE PERFECT RIGHT

TO TAKE LEGAL ACTION AGAINST YOU.

NOW, PLEASE, COME DOWN...

FOR LAURA'S SAKE.

FROM HER SHAWL.

IT WAS FROM LAURA'S SHAWL.

Marian: I WOULD NOT GO TO THE FUNERAL.

I SAID I WAS ILL.

AND WEEKS HAD PASSED BEFORE I COULD BEAR TO SEE HER GRAVE.

I PROMISE, LAURA...

WHATEVER IT TAKES.

AND SO I LEFT LIMMERIDGE, SCENE OF ALL MY HAPPIEST MEMORIES

AS READILY AS ONE LEAVES A SCORCHED DESERT.

AND WITH ONLY ONE THOUGHT IN MY HEART--

THE PROMISE I HAD MADE AT HER GRAVESIDE--

I SET OUT ON A NEW LIFE.

Gilmore: THE FOSCOS SENT WORD

THEY ARE HAPPY FOR YOU TO JOIN THEM

BUT I CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHY YOU'D WISH TO GO.

I HAVE PROBABLY MISJUDGED THEM.

THE CHANGE OF SCENE WILL DO ME GOOD.

DID YOU FIND NEWS OF ANNE CATHERICK?

SHE'S IN A PRIVATE ASYLUM

BUT IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO DISCOVER WHERE.

MRS. CATHERICK HAS GONE ABROAD

SO THERE'S NO MORE I CAN DO.

MY DEAR MISS FAIRLIE

NATURALLY I OFFER YOU MY DEEPEST SYMPATHIES.

WE ARE BEGUILED

THAT YOU HAVE ELECTED TO JOIN US.

WAS THE HOTEL TO YOUR LIKING?

VERY MUCH SO.

NOW, SHALL WE START THE TOUR, COUNT?

I'VE ALWAYS LONGED TO SEE THE MUSEUM.

WHAT GIFTS THEY LEFT FOR THE DEAD.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS, MISS FAIRLIE?

IF I DO, COUNT

WE TALK IN THE MOST HAUNTED ROOM IN ENGLAND.

IT IS SO LONG SINCE WE LAST TALKED TOGETHER.

I STILL REMEMBER

THAT WONDERFUL TWILIGHT.

THIS ROOM IS NOT TOMYTASTE, COUNT.

I SHALL MOVE ON TO THE TREASURES.

I REMEMBER THE TWILIGHT

AND I HAVE OFTEN REFLECTED SINCE THAT YOU WERE RIGHT.

RIGHT?

THE HEART DOES NOT MEND BY MORNING.

NOW I THINK I WILL TAKE YOUR CARRIAGE BACK

IF YOU HAVE NO OBJECTION.

I FEEL A LITTLE TIRED

AND I HAVE NO WISH TO INTERRUPT

MADAME FOSCO'S TOUR.

OF COURSE... THE CARRIAGE WILL TAKE YOU

SAFELY BACK TO THE HOTEL.

I LOOK FORWARD

TO TALKING TO YOU FURTHER OVER DINNER.

I AM MISS FAIRLIE, WITH COUNT FOSCO'S PARTY.

THEY'RE OUT FOR THE DAY

BUT IT APPEARS AN ITEM OF MY WARDROBE

WAS SENT TO HIS SUITE BY MISTAKE.

I WISH TO COLLECT IT.

ROOM 11, MISS.

THANK YOU.

(fabric tears)

(outer door opens)

MISS FAIRLIE!

I AM SORRY, MY CAPE WAS SEPARATED FROM MY LUGGAGE

AND IT SEEMS THE PORTER BROUGHT IT HERE BY MISTAKE.

AH.

BUT YOU HAVE RETRIEVED IT.

GOOD.

WELL, I FOLLOWED YOUR EXAMPLE.

THE MUSEUM WAS TOO EXHAUSTING.

AND NOW YOU'RE HERE, WILL YOU HAVE SOME REFRESHMENT WITH ME?

FOR A FEW MOMENTS AT LEAST?

Fosco: I THINK

WE'RE ALL IN NEED OF SOME REFRESHMENT.

NO?

SEE, MISS FAIRLIE, MY MICE HAVE NOT EATEN FOR A LITTLE WHILE.

AND SINCE THEY KNOW NO OTHER MORALITY

FOOD IS THEIR ONLY NOTION OF VIRTUE.

"A GOOD NOTION OF VIRTUE, TOO"

SAYS FOSCO.

SAYS FOSCO. MAN

WHO SAYS WHAT OTHERS ONLY THINK.

AND WHAT IS YOUR VIRTUE, MISS FAIRLIE?

I SUPPOSE THE SAME AS MY NOTION OF GOODNESS.

EXCELLENT, MISS FAIRLIE, EXCELLENT.

HERE IS MY NOTION OF GOODNESS.

TINCTURE OF LAUDANUM.

MANY FIND IT HELPS THEIR DISPOSITION

AND SINCE YOUR NOTION OF GOODNESS

EVIDENTLY EMBRACES LYING, STEALING KEYS

RANSACKING PEOPLE'S ROOMS AND DESTROYING THEIR PROPERTY

IN SEARCH OF EVIDENCE AGAINST THEM

I'M SURE IT CAN EXTEND TO IAUDANUM...

WHICH IS WHAT YOU WERE LOOKING FOR!

(gasps)

YES, THIS WOMAN HERE WAS ATTEMPTING TO STEAL FROM ME.

NUM. YES, THIS WOMAN HERE WAS ATTEMPTING TO STEAL FROM ME.DA

COLLECT HER THINGS AND THROW HER OUT.

Marian: THERE HAS BEEN A MURDER!

MY SISTER WAS MURDERED BY HER HUSBAND!

GET OFF!

GO ON!

(people clamoring, man snickering)

(woman chattering provocatively)

MUST GET A CAB...

(yelps; carriage wheels trundle )

(winces)

YOU SEE, MISS FAIRLIE, ATTACK ME AND I MUST DEFEND MYSELF.

I FEAR THAT ONCE YOUR UNCLE HEARS OF THIS

YOU WILL BE AN OUTCAST:

LIAR, THIEF, BETRAYER OF HOSPITALITY, DEGENERATE.

YOU THINK I CARE?

I ONLY WANT TO DO

YOU AND YOUR KIND HARM

AND I WILL COMMIT ANY CRIME TO ACHIEVE IT.

OH, CORRUPTION WHERE ONCE IT BEGINS

IS A WONDERFUL THING, IS IT NOT?

THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING, MISS FAIRLIE--

BUT THERE IS NO GOING BACK.

I FEEL NOTHING

BUT THE AFFINITY OF MASTER FOR PUPIL.

CAB!

YOU NOT ONLY CAUSED A SCANDAL

YOU ALSO MADE WILD ACCUSATIONS

WHICH MAY WELL PROMPT LEGAL ACTION.

YOUR UNCLE IS SEVERELY ANGRY AND DISTURBED

AND WILL NOW NOT HAVE YOU BACK AT LIMMERIDGE.

IN THE CIRCUMSTANCES

I HAVE PERSUADED HIM TO MAKE AVAILABLE A SMALL ALLOWANCE

ENOUGH FOR LONDON ROOMS, BUT ONLY ON ONE CONDITION:

THAT YOU GO NOWHERE NEAR LIMMERIDGE, NOT EVEN THE CHURCH.

BUT WHY?

AM I NOT TO BE ALLOWED TO VISIT MY OWN SISTER'S GRAVE?

I AM SORRY, BUT I MUST HAVE YOUR UNDERTAKING.

IS DESTITUTION. I AM SORRY, BUT I MUST HAVE YOUR UNDERTAKING.RNATIVE

Man: COME ON, DARLING.

(people laugh and chatter drunkenly)

DEAR, GIVE US A FARTHING.

(accordion playing)

THERE'S A LADY OUTSIDE WANTS TO SEE YOU.

SHE'S OFFERING TEN GUINEAS.

HOW MUCH?

TEN GUINEAS.

SHE'S OUTSIDE.

SORRY, BETTER OFFER.

WHAT DOYOU M EAN?

HEY!

YOUR OFFER FOR A PORTRAIT IS GENEROUS

BUT THIS SETTING IS HARDLY APPROPRIATE.

WHY NOT COMMISSION AN ARTIST

OF YOUR OWN STATION?

BECAUSE, MR. HARTRIGHT

I WISH TO SEEYOU.

WE HAVE THE POWER TO AVENGE HER

NOT TO LET ANYONE FORGET.

FORGET?

I THINK OF HER EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY HOUR.

YES, I WOULD LOVE TO FORGET HOW I FAILED HER.

YOU HAD NO CHOICE!

SO I TOLD MYSELF WHEN I LEFT YOU--

WOULD BE CAUGHT SO I TOLD MYSELF AND SHE WOULD SEEK ME OUT.LS

WHAT A MISERABLE LIE.

AND I LET HER DIE.

NO, YOU DID NOT.

I REMEMBER HOW YOU FOUGHT BACK, EVEN AFTER THEY CRUSHED YOU.

LAURA REMEMBERED, TOO.

SHE SPOKE OF IT OFTEN AT THE END.

I'M AS GUILTY AS YOU ARE.

I COUNSELED HER TO FORGET YOU.

IF YOU ARE RIGHT, THEY PLANNED IT PERFECTLY.

YOU WILL FIND NO EVIDENCE

AGAINST THESE MEN.

THE LAUDANUM YOU SAW PROVES NOTHING.

BUT DO YOU NOT SEE?

ONCE SHE WAS WEAK

MARGARET PORCHER AND LIZA

COULD FORCE HER TO THE TOWER.

I CANNOT ACT ALONE.

AS A WOMAN IT IS HARD ENOUGH TO TRAVEL ALONE

BUT I DO HAVE A LITTLE MONEY.

WILL YOU HELP ME?

YES.

I WILL DO ANYTHING.

WHERE CAN WE BEGIN?

PERHAPS WITH THE WOMEN.

THEY CANNOT BE HARD TO TRACE.

IF WE WORK TOGETHER AS EQUALS, WE CAN HURT THOSE WHO HURT US.

YOUARECHANGED.

YOU KNOW WHAT PEOPLE WILL THINK?

LET THEM THINK WHAT THEY LIKE.

WE CANNOT GO BACK TO SUCH SCRUPLES.

THEY TOOK EVERYTHING WE HAD

BUT WE ARE FREE.

I WANT TO USE THAT AGAINST THEM.

I WANT(knocking on door)ST THEM.

TELL YOUR MISTRESS

THLIE IS HERE

WITH A MESSAGE FROM SIR PERCIVAL GLYDE.

YES, MISS?

I SAW YOU FROM THE WINDOW.

WHAT DID YOU WANT?

IS THERE SOMEONE WITH YOU?

YES, THERE IS, MARGARET.

PERHAPS YOU RECALL HIM.

HELLO, MARGARET.

WHY? WHY HAVE YOU BROUGHT HIM?

I BRING HIM BECAUSE I KNOW YOU ACCUSED HIM FALSELY

AND YOU HAD A PART IN MURDERING MY SISTER.

IT WOULD BE AS WELL FOR YOU

IF YOU TOLD US WHAT YOUR PART WAS.

(chuckles)

IN OTHER WORDS, YOU KNOW NOTHING.

YOU'RE MAKING WILD AND FALSE ACCUSATIONS

AND I COULD ASK MY SERVANT TO THROW YOU BOTH OUT.

YES,MYSERVANT, MISS.

IOWNTHIS HOUSE NOW.

I'M NOT A HOUSR ANYMORE

AND I DON'T NEED TO BE BULLIED OR HARASSED BY YOU.

GLYDE BOUGHT YOU THE HOUSE, DIDN'T HE?

WHAT IF HE DID?

NO LAW THAT I KNOW OF AGAINST REPAYING A RETAINER

FOR FAITHFUL SERVICE.

BUT WHATKIND OF SERVICE?

LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING.

THE CLERGYMAN BOWS TO ME HERE.

EVEN GLYDE DIDN'T EXPECT THAT

BUT IT IS SO.

I AM A RESPECTABLE WOMAN.

BUT I AM NOT A RESPECTABLE MAN

AND I HAVE ONLY YOU TO THANK FOR THAT.

YOUR LIES BOL THIS

AND OTHERS PAID DEARLY FOR IT.

I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO SAY TO YOU.

AND HOW ARE YOU TRAVELING TOGETHER, ANYAY?

ARE YOU MARRIED?

NO, YOU'RE NOT, ARE YOU?

NOW GO.

(rings bell)

WE WILL NOT STOP.

WE MEAN TO FIND ANNE CATHERICK.

YOU CAN'T.

WHY NOT?

WHY? DOES IT FRIGHTEN YOU?

I MERELY MEAN YOU CANNOT FIND HER.

YOU KNOW WHAT A STATE SHE WAS IN WHEN THEY TOOK HER.

HER CLOTHES WERE SO FILTHY I HAD TO BURN THEM.

E. LEAVE THE POOR

AND LEAVE MEALONE.

I AM NOT LEAVING ANYTHING ALONE.

AND I DON'T CARE WHAT I HAVE TO DO.

(rings bell)

(rings bell)MM-HMM.

MMM.

NO, I FIND NOTHING AT ALL

PHYSICALLY WRONG, MISS FAIRLIE.

I RATHER THINK THE SYMPTOMS YOU DESCRIBE

MUST HAVE BELONGED TO SOME PASSIVE INFECTION

WHICH TOOK A TOLL ON THE NERVOUS SYSTEM.

I FEEL SURE THEY WILL NOT RETURN.

YOU CAN PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON.

DR. KIDSON, I ALSO WISH TO ASK YOU

ABOUT A PATIENT WHO I THINK

YOU WERE ONCE INVOLVED IN COMMITTING TO AN ASYLUM.

A MISS ANNE CATHERICK.

ANNE CATHERICK...

YES... YES, VERY SAD.

I WANT TO KNOW WHERE SHE IS.

I FEAR THAT'S QUITE IMPOSSIBLE, MISS FAIRLIE.

ALL SUCH MATTERS ARE ENTIRELY CONFIDENTIAL.

NOW, PLEASE, GO PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON.

I'M AFRAID I HAVE TO KNOW.

I FIND YOUR TONE RATHER OFFENSIVE.

I'VE TOLD YOU, I CANNOT HELP.

I HAVE OTHER PATIENTS TO SEE.

I HAVE VERY LITTLE TIME.

YOU ARE RIGHT, YOU HAVE VERY LITTLE TIME.

AND IF YOU WALK OUT NOW I WILL SCREAM.

WHAT?

I WILL RUN AND SAY

THAT YOU MADE DISGUSTING OVERTURES TO ME.

HOW DARE YOU!

I WILL SWEAR IT.

YOU THINK THEY WILL BELIEVE YOU AGAINST ME?

I AM HAPPY TO TAKE THAT RISK, ARE YOU?

YOU CAN BE SURE THERE WOULD BE SCANDAL.

I WILL HAVE NOTHING

TO DO WITH YOU

OR WITH THIS KIND OF BLACKMAIL.

A MEDICAL EXAMINATION WILL QUICKLY REVEAL...

YOUR HAIR ON ME.

I TOOK IT FROM YOUR BRUSH

IN THE CLOAKROOM.

I WILL ALSO MAKE A PUBLIC APPEAL

TO YOUR NEXT PATIENT

WHO IS, I BELIEVE, THE DUCHESS OF NORFOLK.

IF YOU DENY ME, I CAN CERTAINLY WOUND YOU, PERHAPS DESTROY YOU.

AND I WANT NOTHING FROM YOU BUT INFORMATION WHICH CONCERNS ME.

NOBODY NEED KNOW YOU HAVE PROVIDED IT.

PLEASE PUT SOME CLOTHES ON.

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT YOU WANT TO KNOW

AND MUCH GOOD MAY IT DO YOU.

I WANT TO KNOW HER HISTORY, AND ALSO WHERE SHE IS NOW.

(coldly): SHE WAS MOVED TO A MORE SECURE ASYLUM AT TREGYLLIS IN CORNWALL.

I HAVE NOT SEEN HER SINCE HER RECAPTURE

BUT I'M TOLD SHE'S OF NO USE TO ANYONE NOW.

WHAT LITTLE MIND SHE HAD

IS QUITE GONE.

YOUR NAME'S FAIRLIE.

ARE YOU RELATED TO PHILIP FAIRLIE

OF LIMMERIDGE HOUSE?

THAT WAS MY FATHER.

AH.

ARE YOU AWARE THAT ANNE'S MOTHER, JANE CATHERICK

WORKED ON THE LIMMERIDGE ESTATE WHEN YOU WERE

IN YOUR CRADLE?

IT IS POSSIBLE.

SHE CONCEIVED OUT OF WEDLOCK

AND LATER, TO AVOID EMBARRASSMENT

A JOB WAS FOUND FOR HER, BY YOUR FATHER, I BELIEVE.

FAR AWAY ON THE ESTATE OF SOME FRIENDS, THE GLYDES.

THAT WAS THE BACKGROUND TO ANNE'S BIRTH.

WHEN SHE WAS 12, SHE CAME TO SEE ME

BECAUSE SHE WAS MORALLY DEGRADED.

QUITE BEYOND CONTROL.

WHY?

I DO NOT KNOW.

MUCH WAS CONCEALED FROM ME, AND IT WAS OBVIOUS

THAT HER MOTHER HAD BER HER SILENCE.

BUT ANNE DIVULGED SOMETHING TO

WHICH MAY SEEM SUGGESTIVE TO YOU.

SHE HAD LEFT SOMETHING--

A LOCK OF HER HAIR-- IN YOUR FATHER'S GRAVE.

NOW, WHY WOULD SHE DO THAT?

I CANNOT THINK.

NO? HMM...

IT RATHER SEEMED TO ME THAT THE CATHERICKS

HAD BEEN USED AS SOME KIND OF PHYSICAL RESOURCE.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

YOU'VE OBVIOUSLY TAKEN AFTER HIM YOURSELF.

NOW, I WOULD BE GRATEFUL IF YOU WOULD LEAVE AND NEVER RETURN.

WITHOUT THE PROTECTION OF YOUR CLASS

YOU'D CERTAINLY BE ON THE STREETS YOURSELF...

MOST PROBABLY IN THE GUTTER.

(faltering): YOU THINK ANNE IS MY FATHER'S CHILD?

Hartright: WE MAY NEVER KNOW

YOUR FATHER DID NO GREATER WRONG THAN MANY MEN.

YOU SHOULD NOT CONFUSE HIS SIN

WITH WHAT WAS DONE TO LAURA.

BUT HE WAS MY FATHER.

PERHAPS HE STARTED A CHAIN, USING PEOPLE FOR WHAT HE WANTED

AND I AM WHERE IT ENDS.

I TOLD MYSELF IF I WAS ACTING WICKEDLY

IT WAS FOR LAURA'S SAKE.

NOW I SEE IT IS IN MY BLOOD.

THAT IS NOT TRUE.

ITISTRUE

AND THE COUNT RECOGNIZED AS MUCH.

I CANNOT GO ON.

LISTEN TO ME.

I DID NOTHING FOR YOU AND YOUR SISTER

WHEN IT MIGHT HAVE MATTERED

BUT LME NOW FOR HER SAKE.

IF YOU TALK LIKE THIS, YOU LET THEM WIN.

YOU ARE NOT GIVING UP, AND NOR AM I.

THERE ARE TWO OF US NOW.

WE WILL GO TO GILMORE TOGETHER.

HEAR US. WE WILL GO TO GILMORE TOGETHER.NOT

HE MUST.

LAURA WOULD HAVE WISHED IT.

VERY WELL.

BUT FIRST WE MUST HELP ANNE.

R MIND MAY BE GONE BUT FIRST WE MUST HELP ANNE.HE

BUT IF WE FAILED LAURA, WE WILL NOT FAIL HER.

ESPECIALLY IF SHE IS MY SISTER.

Man: YOU SAID IN YOUR LETTER

THAT YOU ARE FRIENDS OF THE FAMILY.

WE HAD BUSINESS IN FALMOUTH

AND SIR PERCIVAL GLYDE ASKED US TO SEE HER.

YES, OF COURSE.

WELL, IT WAS SIR PERCIVAL

AS BROUGHT HER HERE IN JUNE.

HE'S BEEN VERY GOOD TO HER.

WELL, SOME ARE AND SOME AREN'T.

THIS PLACE IS MORE COMFORTABLE THAN A PUBLIC ASYLUM, SIR.

IT IS, AS YOU KNOW, ONLY FOR THOSE WHO CAN PAY THEIR WAY.

ANNE CATHERICK GIVES US NO TROUBLE, AS YOU'LL SEE.

MILD AS A LAMB.

THOUGH THAT IS PARTLY WHAT SHE TAKES FOR THE DELUSIONS.

LAUDANUM, SIR.

DO YOU HAVE MANY VISITORS?

THINK SO, SIR. DO YOU HAVE MANY VISITORS?LY

MOST OF THEMS THAT ARE HERE ARE HERE A LONG TIME

AND ARE WELL OUT OF SIGHT.

AND OUT OF SIGHT IS OUT OF MIND, ISN'T IT, SIR?

OUR DOCTOR VISITS AND DOES WHAT HE CAN

BUT THEMS THAT COME HERE

ARE NOT FOR CURING, I FEAR.

NOT REALLY FOR CURING.

(pigeons cooing)

OH, I'VE JUST REMEMBERED:

SIR PERCIVAL HAD THIS MESSAGE FOR YOU.

FOR ME, SIR?

Hartright: HE WANTED TO KNOW IF YOU'D HEARD

FROM MRS. CATHERICK, ANNE'S MOTHER.

Attendant: NO, SIR, I'VE NOT HEARD ANYTHING

AND SIR PERCIVAL SAID I WOULD NOT...

ANNE?

ANNE.

IT IS A FRIEND.

LAURA!

(weeping)

OH, MY GOD IN HEAVEN!

LAURA!

Hartright: WE'LL SEE YOU ARE NOT BLAMED.

AND FOR NOW, NOBODY NEED KNOW SHE HAS LEFT.

IT IS A PRIVATE ARRANGEMENT, AND WE WISH

TO REIMBURSE YOU FULLY

FOR YOUR PART IN IT.

BUT WHY? WHY?

IT WAS ANNE CATHERICK WHO FELL.

IT WAS ANNE CATHERICK WHO FELL. MUST HAVE BEEN.

THEY LOCKED HER UP IN THE TOWER

AND SHE THREW HERSELF TO HER DEATH.

AND WE HAD GIVEN HER LAURA'S CLOTHES.

SO THE DOCTOR ASSUMED ITWASLAURA;

OOKED SO ALIKE.

AND FOSCO NO LONGER NEEDED TO MURDER.

HE HAD ALL HE WANTED-- THE LIFE OF ONE

THE IDENTITY OF THE OTHER.

THEN IT WAS ANNE WHO GAVE HER LIFE.

(train rumbling on tracks)

IT HAS BEEN HOURS.

WHY DOES SHE NOT KNOW US?

IT WILL TAKE TIME.

YOU MUST SLEEP NOW.

BUT WHAT IF HER MIND IS GONE FOREVER?

LIKE ANNE?

"A PHYSICAL RESOURCE."

WHAT?

IT WAS SOMETHING THE DOCTOR SAID.

Marian: FATHER!

Dr. Kidson: CONCEIVED OUT OF WEDLOCK.

SHE CAME TO SEE ME BECAUSE SHE WAS MORALLY DEGRADED.

ALMOST TOLD THE WOMEN SHE CAME TO SEE ME BECAUSE SHE WAS MORALLY DEGRADED.ANNE

OF THE WILL MY FATHER MADE AT THE END

AND I STILL CANNOT FIND WHERE SHE HAS HIDDEN IT.

. AND I STILL CANNOT FIND WHERE SHE HAS HIDDEN IT.ECRET

IT IS HIDDEN IN...

Kidson: SHE HAD LEFT SOMETHING, A LOCK OF HER HAIR

. Kidson: SHE HAD LEFT SOMETHING, A LOCK OF HER HAIR'S GRAVE

NOW, WHY WOULD SHE DO THAT?

(gasps)

(breathing rapidly)

I KNOW HE WAS HER FATHER

AND I KNOW WHERE THE WILL IS HIDDEN.

THIS PAINTING ALWAYS HAUNTED ME.

THE STORY OF HOW THE ARTIST EXHUMED HER BODY.

NOW I SEEWHY.

IT IS IN MY FATHER'S GRAVE, WALTER-- WITH HER HAIR.

THEY NEVER ALLOWED US

TO SEE HIM AT THE END.

HE WAS TOO ILL.

(carriage approaching)

(carriage receding)

NO ONE.

(shovel hits solid object)

WE ARE THERE.

LOOK!

HER HAIR.

AND YES, THE WILL.

ANNE DID HIDE IT HERE.

WHAT'S THAT?

ALMOST IN SHREDS...

BUT IT HAS WRITING.

WE NEED MORE LIGHT.

IT IS AS WE THOUGHT.

THIS WILL STRIP GLYDE OF HIS TITLE AND ESTATE.

IT WILL DESTROY HIM.

"ANNE CATHERICK, AGED 12.

"I HIDE THIS WILL... WITH A LOCK OF HAIR

"IN THE... GRAVE OF ONE... WHO WAS KIND TO ME

"AND...

I KNOW TO BE MY FATHER."

IT MAY YET TELL US WHY GLYDE WAS CUT OFF.

(sighs heavily)

GO ON.

"BECAUSE THESE PAST MONTHS MY OWN SECRET IS

I HAVE ONE WHO COMES TO MY BED AT NIGHT AS A HUSBAND."

"MY HUSBAND, PERCIVAL."

DEAR GOD, WALTER, A CHILD!

WHAT DID THEY DO?

(Hartright groans)

I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR SO LONG

AS YOU KNOW.

SHE WAS 12 YEARS OLD.

OH, THAT.

IT IS ONLY THE RAVINGS OF A DISTURBED CHILD.

Marian: A PHYSICAL RESOURCE.

YES, THE CATHERICKS WERE THAT.

FIRST THE MOTHER

AND THEN THE CHILD.

EVEN IN DEATH?

Percival: YES.

I HEARD YOU FOUND YOUR SISTER.

IS SHE OF USE TO YOU NOW

IN HER CONDITION?

EVEN NOW YOU HAVE NO REMORSE.

I WILL TELL YOU, SIR PERCIVAL, WHAT YOU ARE!

YOU ARE A SHAM, A HOLLOW SHELL

A FALSE THING.

I NEEDED MONEY.

I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO.

IT IS OVER NOW.

NO, IT IS NOT OVER

AND IT WILL NEVER BE FORGIVEN.

NO DEGREE OF SELF-INTEREST

NO CIRCUMSTANCE, NOT EVEN IGNORANCE COULD EVER EXCUSE

WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO US.

TO ME AND TO MY SISTERS.

SO WHAT DO YOU PROPOSE TO DO?

WRESTLE WITH ME?

NO.

IF YOU PUT YOURSELF SO LOW

THEN I CANNOT SEE YOU.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Percival: OPEN THIS DOOR!

NOW!

(door rattling violently)

LET ME OUT!

(straining)

(Percival banging on door)

Percival: LET ME OUT!

(pounding door) MISS FAIRLIE!

(Marian grunting, breathing heavily)

(Percival yelling for Marian)

MY GOD, THERE IS NO OTHER WAY OUT.

(groans groggily)

Percival: HELP ME!

HELP ME!

PLEASE!

MARIAN!

FORGIVE ME!

FORGIVE ME, FORGIVE ME...

MARIAN, ARE YOU MAD?

COME AWAY!

(screams)

(explosion)

IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.

AND THAT IS HOW IT WILL BE SEEN.

(exhales deeply)

Laura (shakily): MISTER...

M... MISTER...

HART...

...RIGHT.

(sobbing in delight)

MARIAN!

MARIAN!

Laura: MARIAN?

LAURA.

Fairlie: ALLOW ME TO PRESENT MR. HARTRIGHT--

WHO WAS WRONGFULLY ACCUSED.

GREAT WHO WAN INVALID AS EVERSED. AS

BUT HE INTIMATED I MUST BE HERE

AND HE IS SO VERY OBLIGING AS TO SPEAK FOR ME.

THE SUBJECT IS DREADFULLY EMBARRASSING.

PLEASE HEAR HIM, AND PLEASE DO NOT MAKE A NOISE.

(sniffs)

ALL OF YOU WILL HAVE HEARD THAT A CONSPIRACY HAS BEEN UNMASKED

WHICH LED TO THE WRONG WOMAN BEING BURIED

IN THE CHURCHYARD HERE

AND LADY GLYDE BEING MISTAKENLY IMPRISONED.

WE ARE HERE TODAY TO CELEBRATE

THE RETURN TO LIMMERIDGE OF LADY GLYDE

WHO IS ALMOST RESTORED TO FULL HEALTH

AND MY OWN ENGAGEMENT TO HER.

(crowd exclaiming and applauding)

CONGRATULATIONS.

Man: MARVELOUS NEWS.

(chisel hitting stone)

Marian: AND SO IN MY DREAMS

I OFTEN FIND MYSELF BACK IN LIMMERIDGE CHURCHYARD

IN FRONT OF THE CHURCH WHICH IS NOW ONLY A BARE SHELL.

AND I STAND THINKING

NGED THE LETTERS ANDON THE GRAVE--INGHEY CHA

THE GRAVE THAT WAS NO LONGER OF MY SISTER LAURA

BUT OF A CHILD WHO WAS SHUT AWAY FOR LIFE

BECAUSE A MAN HAD ABUSED HER.

OF COURSE, EVERYTHING HAS CHANGED NOW.

WE LIVE A DIFFERENT LIFE

SETTING OUR FACES BRAVELY FORWARD

TREADING CAREFULLY AROUND THE

BUT I CAN NEVER FORGET THE CRUEL CYCLE

THAT BEGAN SO LONG AGO WITH THE BIRTH OF AN UNWANTED CHILD.

AND I HAVE ONE WAKING PRAYER.

AH!

(sighs)

LET IT BE OVER.