All language subtitles for Bunny.Lake.Is.Missing.1965.1080p.BluRay.x264-CiNEFiLE_track4_eng

She may be a few minutes
late. Will you please
wait for her?

Yes, sir.
Thank you.

[ Children Chattering, Faint ]

[ Engine Roars ]

♪♪ [ Children Singing, Faint ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

Good morning.
Well?

What complaint
have you got to add
to the world's misery?

Why, no complaints
at all. That is̶

Well, then you can't
be a teacher. And if
you are not a teacher,

you've got no right
in my kitchen.

Do you know
what this is?
It looks like junket.

Ha. But when it looks
like junket, it is junket.

Do you know what
Miss Elvira said about it?
No, but I really̶

She said, "Really, dear,
can't we admit the junket's
just the weest bit poor?"

You know what I said?
No, but I would like
to ask you̶

"Miss Elvira," I said,
"it's as stupid to
talk about poor junket...

as it is to talk
about good junket."

"Junket is junket," I said,
"and no matter what
you do with it,

it still tastes like swill
and swallows like slime."

I haven't seen you
around here before,
have I?

No, my little girl
is just entering today,

and I can't find anyone
to turn her over to.

No, of course you can't.
What little discipline there
was among these junket eaters...

went to hell the day
Miss Benton was taken
to hospital.

We've only just arrived
in England a few days ago,

and I have an appointment
to let moving men into our
apartment, and I'm late.

Well, everybody has
his troubles.
Where's your little girl?

In the "first day" room.
When I telephoned to say
we'd be late,

they said I should take her
to the "first day" room.

Isn't that
a cute name for it?

The teachers will be down
at the 10:00 bell.

That's only ten minutes.
I'll look after her
till then.

Maybe I'd better wait
until the teachers̶
No, nonsense. You just go.

You'll be late.

Her name is Bunny. Bunny Lake.
And she's in the "first"̶
I know: "first day" room.

Thank you very much.
Bye-bye.

♪♪ [ Children, Indistinct ]

[ School Bell Rings ]

I'm sorry I'm late.
Have you been waiting long?

Only a bit, ma'am.
It's quite all right.

These three bags
go upstairs
into the smaller bedroom,

and those go into
the larger bedroom.

Right-o, ma'am.

[ Phone Ringing ]

Yes?
Oh, hello, Steven.
Hi.

I just wanted to check
if you got there all right.

Well, of course I got here.
They're unloading.

I'm sorry I can't help you,
darling, but some Congolese
general is flying in,

and I've got to cover it.

New York thinks there may be
a student demonstration at the airport.
How did you like the school?

I don't know yet.
I didn't see anybody.

The Armstrongs sent their kids
to the same school,

and they came back bleeding
only twice.
[ Chuckles ]

Seriously, it's a good school.
Please be on time
for dinner.

I'm making fried chicken
just for you.

I'll be home at 6:30 sharp.
Love you, darling.
Bye-bye.

The books stay in here,

and the typewriter goes
on top of the desk.

And... this carton
goes in the kitchen.

Thank you.
You've been such a help.

I'm still trying
to figure out your money.
Uh, is that all right?

You're doing beautifully,
if I might say so, ma'am.

One is more than generous.
What's the matter
with you?

Good-bye.
You must be bonkers.

Why, thank you.

Is somebody̶
Hear that, Samantha?

Our new tenants
have arrived.

Hello. We've come back
from wettest Worcestershire,
Samantha and I.

This is Samantha.

If we hadn't been away,
we'd have organized...

a small but vociferous
reception committee.

- Who are you?
- Among other things, your
new landlord and friend.

[ Chuckles ]
I hope my little African faces
didn't disturb you.

Of course not.
I'm sorry, but I do have
a lot of unpacking to do.

Carry on. Carry on.
Thank you.

Carry on.

This one was a gift
from my fan club in Ghana.

You can wear it
if you like.

I believe it's
marvelous for fertility.

[ Chuckling ]
That's not exactly
my problem, Mr. uh̶

Wilson.

Wilson.
Horatio Wilson:

poet, playwright,

dropper of
alcoholic bricks.

Also̶

Am I totally
unknown to you?

We've just arrived
in England.

From Siberia,
I presume.

That might possibly explain
your bizarre ignorance.

Mr. Wilson, I hope
you'll forgive me,

but I really must get
my marketing done.

I have other
African heads,

small pickled ones,
in my apartment.

Do drop in anytime
you'd care to meet some
unsuccessful politicians.

Thank you.
That would be lovely.
Now, I really must go.

À bientôt, Duchess.

Wave, Samantha.
Go on. Wave.

Wave to the
nice young lady.
That's right.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Chattering ]

They're late. It's absolute
chaos with Miss Benton away.

Oh, I don't know.
Elvira seems to be
coping manfully.

I'm not altogether sure.
Jamie lost his socks again yesterday.

Socks don't just
disappear into thin air.

It's perfectly obvious
she put them on some other child
who came without socks.

Not tremendously encouraging.

[ Chattering Continues ]

Excuse me.
Have you got a minute?
A lifetime. Can I help you?

It's about my little girl.
She just entered today,

and I'd like to meet
her teacher̶ when
there's time, of course.

Her teacher will be
with the class
when it comes down.

[ School Bell Rings ]

[ Child Crying ]

Good afternoon.
I beg your pardon.

Could you tell me
where the fours are?
The fours are packing up.

These are the babies,
so called.
What a big boy Jamie is.

And what a heartbreaker.
When we saw him
this morning...

in the "first day" room,
my Bunny just about fell
in love with him.

She'd have fallen out
soon enough.
He's got a foul temper.

Bye-bye, now.

[ Chattering,
Crying Continues ]

Hello, darling.
Ally-oop.

Had a nice morning?

Excuse me.
What class is
your little girl in?

The fours.
So's mine,
but I can't seem to find her.

Miss Daphne's in charge
of the fours.
She could tell you.

I don't see her, though.
Sort of tall, dark
and thirtyish.

That's the classroom
up there.

But I don't see
Miss Daphne.
Thank you very much.

Good-bye.

[ Children Chattering ]

Bunny?

Bunny!

Are you looking
for something?

Of course I'm looking
for something. What did you
think I was doing?

I can't always tell.
I'm looking for
my daughter, Bunny. Bunny Lake.

How old is she?
Four.

Fours have already left.
I know, only
Bunny wasn't with them.

Are you Miss Daphne?
No. Miss Daphne has
a bad tooth...

and went screaming off
to the dentist.

Anyhow, you're in the wrong
room. This is the three room.
The fours are next door.

I've been there.
It's empty.

It's Bunny's first day, and̶
Perhaps she's gone
down for her dinner.

But she's not supposed to
stay for lunch.

Did you tell us
that this morning?

Well, no.
You see, we were late̶

Well, now,
we can't be expected
to read your mind.

Can we?
Come along.
We'll have a look-see.

Is Bunny here?

Is a Bunny Lake
here, please?

What's she look like, Dorothy?
I don't know.
I've never seen the girl.

She has red tights
and a white blouse
with short sleeves.

And a blue pinafore dress.
And she's blonde, and̶

Well, don't you watch
the children here?
Isn't anybody in charge?

We'll find her.
Don't worry.

Haven't you seen
a little girl called Bunny?

No.
About your age?

[ Several Children ]
No.
A new girl.

No.
With a dress
just like yours.

Look, there's no point in
questioning the children.

What do you mean,
"no point"?

It's my child, my little girl,
not some̶
Not some lost pair of socks.

Please, Mrs. Lake.
We mustn't get emotional.

I don't need your advice.
I want my child.

Who's in charge
of this madhouse?

All I need is someone
who can cook and
by tomorrow morning.

Will you take a Spanish girl?
I want her to cook,
not speak English.

She won't take less
than 8.10, I'm afraid.
We'll have to pay it, then.

Are you the one
who's supposed to be̶
Just a moment, please.

Shall I send her to see you?
Yes. Send her
by 8:00 tomorrow.

Right.
Lopez is the name.
Thank you, Mrs. Twigg.

The cook walked out
just because I said something
about the junket.

That may be the least
of our worries, Elvira.

The cook who walked out,
is she a German woman?

Well, that's one way
to describe her.
What time did the cook leave?

Around a quarter
past 11:00, I suppose.

Anyway, it was right in
the middle of cooking lunch.
Brace yourself, Elvira:

We can't seem to put our hands
on one of the children.
Which one?

My little girl.
Bunny Lake.

Bunny? I don't recall
any Bunny, or any Lake,
for that matter.

But you're the one
I spoke to on the telephone.
I recognize your voice.

When was this?
This morning.
Don't you remember?

I telephoned because
it was Bunny's first day,
and we were late.

- Oh, yes. Now I remember.
- And I took her to
the "first day" room,

just as you told me to.

But now we don't seem
to be able to find her.

- How old is she?
- She's a four.

Oh, well, the fours are
all gone home ages ago except
those that stay to dinner.

Will you all please
stop saying that?

The fours are not
all on their way home.

Mine isn't, and
she isn't at dinner
either. We looked.

If she's a four,
I imagine Miss Daphne
would be able to help us.

Miss Daphne went home
with a toothache!

You don't seem
to know very much
about what goes on here.

A child who's been placed in̶
[ Woman ]
London office. Can I help you?

Mr. Steven Lake, please.

[ Bell Ringing ]

♪ Here comes
the big, red bus ♪

♪ The big, red bus
the big, red bus ♪

♪ Here comes
the big, red bus ♪

♪♪ [ Continues, Indistinct ]

She certainly couldn't
have walked out that way.

[ Elvira ]
She couldn't have
walked out at all.

What do you mean
by that?

If she couldn't have
walked out by herself,
then someone took her.

Is that what
you're trying to say?
Of course not.

I assume you regulate
who comes into this school
and who doesn't.

People don't just
wander in off the street,
do they?

Certainly not. We keep̶
Then listen to me
for a minute.

Shortly before 10:00,
Bunny was brought
into this room.

A little boy
about 18 months old
was playing here.

Yes, and I saw the boy later
in the hall with his mother.

The cook promised
to keep an eye on her
until the 10:00 recess.

Yes, but the̶
Will you listen to me
for a minute?

We all agree she couldn't have
got out of this room by herself.
♪♪ [ Singing Continues ]

Barring witchcraft,
that can only mean someone
took her out. Correct?

I don't know. I mean̶
Well, I do.

If you'd stop defending yourself
for a minute, Miss, uh̶

Smollett, and I'm not
defending myself.
If you'd worry less...

about yourself, Miss Smollett,
and more about this child
you seem to have misplaced,

we might begin
to get somewhere.

Since she couldn't have gotten
out of here by herself,
it means someone took her out.

The question is, who?
Who took the child
out of here?

Think about it, Miss Smollett.
Calm down and begin to think.

How can I when you
scream at me? I̶
Forgive me.

Perhaps we're all
a little overexcited.

What I was going to say is
that even though someone did
take her out of this room,

well, it̶ it doesn't
necessarily mean they took
her out of the school too.

In which event
she'd still be here.
The question is, where?

Have you searched
the place?

Of course we have.
Maybe we'll have
better luck.

Your track record
just for today
hasn't been too dazzling.

So you don't mind
if we look for ourselves,
do you?

Not at all.

I'll be in the office
if you should need me.

♪♪ [ Singing Continues ]

Don't worry, Annie.
We'll find her.

We'll start on the top floor
and we'll work our way down.

What's up there?
Miss Benton's
private flat.

We thought Miss Benton
was in the hospital.

I told you it's
a private flat.

[ Child Talking, Faint ]
She could have easily
run up here.

Listen.
[ Child ] Well, the train
was in the tunnel.

It was an
underground train,

but there was nobody
on it, except this dog.

It was the giant's dog,
really.

He didn't know it was on the train.

And this dog had great...
[ Knocking ]

big, huge eyes...
Who is it?

and the most
awful teeth.

This dog had hundreds of teeth
just to mash you up with.

To mash you right up.

Such imagination!

We might think
of teeth gnashing,

but mashing, which is
exactly what they do,
of course.

Are you parents?
We don't usually see
parents up here.

We're looking for
a four-year-old girl
named Bunny Lake.

Have they lost one?
How careless!

Are you Miss Benton?

Oh, no. Not at all.
I am Miss Ford.

Miss Benton and I
started this school together,

but now I'm retired...
except for my book.

I'm writing a book,
you know,
on children's fantasies.

Would you like
a cigarette?
No, thank you.

I have all
their little nightmares
on my tape machine.

You don't have bars
on these windows.

All the other windows
have bars.

The children aren't meant
to come up here now.

Elvira thinks
I may frighten them
by asking about their dreams.

But I'll tell you something
in confidence.

Every now and again
one brave child
slips through the defenses.

So, let's hunt,
shall we?

Now, what's her name?

Her real name is Felicia,
but we've always
called her Bunny.

[ Calling ]
Bunny! Bunny!

We have to call, you know,
although very often when
they hear the calling,

they hide
and laugh at us.

Bunny!

Bunny! Bunny!
[ Doorknob Turning ]

Bunny!
This woman
is crazy.

Don't you think we all are,
to one degree or another?

Crazy, I mean.

Especially children.

Bunny! Bunny!

That's why with a child
you have to think
of everything.

Your little girl has probably
gone to sleep somewhere.

[ Annie ]
Yes, you're probably right.

She does take a nap
every afternoon.

But where?

Perhaps she's
been frightened.

They do go to sleep sometimes
after a bad fright.
Quite sensible of them too.

What could have happened
to frighten her?
Who can say?

What happened to her?
What are you hinting at?

Are you trying to tell us
something happened to Bunny?
Easy, Annie.

Look, Miss Ford,
if you do know something,
please level with us.

I wouldn't want to
embarrass you.

Embarrass me?
How would you
do that?

By calling the police.
What an
enchanting idea.

The telephone is
in here.

Dreadful painting
of Madge, this.

Makes her look like
Mother Earth or something.

You wouldn't mind
my calling the police?

It's exactly what
I should do myself
were the child's father.

I'm not her father,
I'm her uncle.
Ann is my sister.

Curiouser
and curiouser.
[ Footsteps On Stairs ]

You've no right
to come up here.
Absolutely no right at all.

We have every right
in the world to be here,
Miss Smollett.

Here or any other place
in this building.

You seem to have been
a little careless, Elvira.

Call the police, Steve.
The police?
No, Mr. Lake, please.

Miss Benton wouldn't like that.
She̶ She just wouldn't have it.

Au contraire.
I'm sure Madge would want us
to protect our good name.

Please. We can look again.
I've rung up Miss Daphne.

She'll be back from the dentist
within half an hour.

I'm sure she can
explain everything.

Miss Benton wouldn't want
the police dragged into
the Little People's Garden.

♪♪ [ Cacophonous ]

Unbelievable.
It's their free play.

What are they doing?
Exactly as they like.
Expressing themselves.

They must find that
tremendously hard work.

Don't you want to
look anywhere else,
Superintendent?

I don't think so.
I've got men peering about
all over the shop.

I just wanted to get to
understand the place a little.

Miss Daphne Musgrave?
Yes.

How's the tooth
feeling now?

Better, thank you.
Good.
Sit down.

[ Sobbing ]
I swear to God.

If only she's all right,

I'll never let her
out of my sight again...

as long as I live.

[ Sobbing ]

You'll feel pretty silly
about the time
she's hitting 30, won't you?

It's all my fault.

I never should have
left her here. Never.

[ Door Opens ]

Superintendent Newhouse
wants to talk to you now,
if you'll be so kind.

Just you, madam,
at the moment, please.

What did you say
to this teacher?

After you handed over
your little girl, I mean.

You mean the one
they call Daphne?
That's right.

The one that they said
went to the dentist.
That's right.

Have you found her yet?

I didn't say
anything to her.
How was that?

I didn't say anything to her
because I didn't see her.
I didn't see any of the teachers.

Just the cook, and she said
she'd keep an eye on Bunny.

It was only for five or ten
minutes, and I was late.

So I left her there
all alone, with a baby
half her age.

We found
Daphne Musgrave.

Where?
At the dentist.

She says she never
saw your child.

She says she went into
the "first day" room̶
Isn't that what it's called?

At about five past 10:00.

The cook had told her
there was a child there.
Two. Bunny and this baby.

Miss Daphne says
the cook said "child"
singular.

She was quite definite
about that.

Sure enough,
when she did go in there,
there was a child, a baby.

So, if you left Bunny
in there at̶
What time did you say?

Almost five to 10:00.

Then it was during
the next ten minutes
that she went off.

Went off?
On her voyage
of discovery.

But the window was locked,
and the front door.

I'm sure I heard it
lock behind me
when I left.

Let's go see,
shall we?

You must think
I'm a terrible mother,
leaving her that way.

No, Mrs. Lake.
I don't know anything
about you yet.

Andrews, see what you can
learn about this cook.

If you can't find her,
send out a general call.
Very good, sir.

I must now, I suppose,
enter the personality...

of a four-year-old
female child...

possessed with a strong conviction
that forbidden doors are
there to be opened.

Yes, Bunny would feel like that
about forbidden doors.

I've been put in there
and I assume my mother
has gone off and left me.

Well, that's how
it must have seemed
to the child.

Maybe I'd try
this door̶ Look.

Empty, obviously,
at this hour.

Somewhere a hymn of nauseating
banality is being sung
by the more punctual children.

They were singing. Yes.

So, I cross the hall,

and, uh, office.

No joy there.

And now, the kitchen.

The cook was
standing right there
when I talked to her.

Is this junket?
Yes.

[ Chuckles ]
I'm terribly fond
of the stuff.

Do you think they'd mind?
Not from
what the cook said about it.

Oh?

Now that door̶
Was that open or shut?

Uh, shut, I think.

Hmm.

Well, if she had
wandered out this way,

she probably would
have gone through it...

and on into the great
outside world beyond.

But the cook
would have stopped her.

Perhaps.

I think that about covers
the possibilities here.

Don't you worry,
Mrs. Lake.

Even if she did
wander out this way,
she can't have gone far.

Not in three hours,
at most.

We'll circulate
her description.
She's not far away.

Thank you.

Have you got a snap?
What?

This sort of thing.

Taken at Cromer Sands
on a dull August afternoon.

Almost useless
for identification,
but it pleases Grandmother.

A snapshot.
That's right.

No, I don't have one.
The photo albums̶

in fact,
most of our things̶
haven't arrived yet.

Would your brother
have one?

Possibly.
I'm not sure.

All of your family,
Mrs. Lake,
are most elusive.

Looking for me?

Are you
Mrs. Lake's brother?
That's right.

Steven Lake.

Superintendent Newhouse.

I was upstairs
having another session
with Ada Ford.

Who's she?
Sort of the, uh,
witch in residence.

Do you know
what she told me?

This has happened before
in this school, only with
two kids instead of one.

A teacher just took them
off to the zoo in Whipsnade
without telling anybody.

Did they find them?
Yes.

Safe and sound. But not before
the whole place went crazy
looking for them.

- Where's your husband?
- You see, Superintendent,

my sister's husband,
because of cir̶
I'm not married. I never was.

- I see.
- I hope the fact that
Bunny's illegitimate won't̶

Oh, of course it won't,
Mrs.̶ Miss Lake,

although I assume you do
sometimes call yourself Mrs.

Only when it
avoids confusion.
Miss is fine.

Have you a photograph
of your niece?

Let me see.

Excuse me,
but isn't̶
No, that's me.

Oh, I'm so stupid.
Of course I have
a picture of Bunny.

It's in her passport
at the apartment.

My car's right outside.
Do you want me
to go get it?

That would be
very helpful.

Andrews.
I put your briefcase
in the top drawer of your desk.

Not a trace of the cook.
I've had them send out
a general call.

Good. Mr. Lake,
this is Sergeant Andrews.

Go with Mr. Lake to his flat,
will you? Then you can bring
him and the photograph of the little girl...

back with you
to the station.
Sir.

What about me?
You can come to
the station with me.

That's where we keep
all the red tape.

[ Girl On Tape Recorder ]
The little tailor
went snip, snip, snip.

Poor flies cut right
across the middle.

[ Annie ]
Her hair wa̶
Her hair is blond like mine.

Mm-hmm. Eyes?
Blue.

Thank you, Mrs. Tulk.
Weight?

Thirty-one̶
No, thank you.

Thirty-two pounds.
Height̶
Approximately, you understand.

Dark blue
pinafore dress.

Dark blue
double-breasted coat...

with brass buttons.

Speaks with
an American accent,

and will answer
to the name of Bunny Lake.

Message ends.
Repeat message.

Attention called.
Missing child.

Age: four years.

Eyes: blue.

Height: three feet,
approximately.

Hair: blonde,
medium length.

Speaks with
an American accent,

[ Over Radio ]
and will answer to
the name of Bunny Lake.

[ Typewriter Clicking ]

My father was a policeman.

Managed to get me
into a university.

I think he
rather wanted me
to be a poet.

When I told him
I wanted to be a policeman
like him, he was horrified.

"You'll have no friends,"
he said.

"No single, decent human being
will want to speak to you
from now on."

I must say
he was right.

Mr. Newhouse,
what are we doing here?

What are we doing
about Bunny?

We're waiting...
for something to happen.

[ Rings ]

Yes.
[ Andrews ] Can I talk?
Are you alone?

No, but go on.
There's nothing here, sir.

Everything seems
to have been removed.

Everything?
Yes, sir.

The child's possessions
appear to have gone.
Very interesting.

What should we do next?
Stay there. Him too.
We'll be along.

And Andrews.
Yes, sir?

Don't move anything.
Not a thing. Understand?

Right-o.

What would anybody want
with Bunny's things?

It's like a nightmare.

[ Sobbing ]

[ Steven ]
Somebody must have
broken in.

[ Newhouse ]
The lock seems to be intact.
[ Sobbing ]

Can't see any sign
of tampering.

All the child's things
are missing: mug; bib;
one bathrobe, pink;

one nightgown; slippers;
teddy bear; everything.

And the passport,
of course.

But it was open
when we got here.

Anybody could've
come in.
That right?

Yes, sir.
When we arrived,
we only had to push it.

Was the door open
when you left here?

I think so.

I did leave it open
when I went upstairs...

[ Gasps ]
with the groceries.

And I had to
make two trips.

So I could have forgotten
to lock it again.

Has the child
ever been here?
Never.

No. She caught a cold
on the boat coming over.

Today was the first day
that I let her go out.

You arrived right here
this morning
at about what time?

10:15, 10:30.

10:15. Now,
did the movers̶
They left a...

few minutes after?

I started to unpack.

Then a man came in.
He frightened me.

The door
was unlocked?
What man?

Mr. Wilson.
He had a key.
Who is this Wilson?

Our landlord, but that
doesn't give him the right
to come barging in here.

So I went to buy
some groceries.

Did you leave
Mr. Wilson alone here?
No, he left when I did.

How long were you here
after you had come back
from marketing?

Just long enough
to unload the groceries
and go get Bunny.

Very well. Now,
Mr. Lake, do you have
possessions of any value?

Very few,
and nothing's missing.

Wait a minute.

No, it's all here.

Little over $500
in Swiss francs
and traveler's checks.

Bunny isn't on
your passport?

No,
she has her own.

Why do you leave
so much money
lying around?

I was supposed to go
to Switzerland tomorrow
to cover...

the International
Monetary Conference.

You work for
an American newspaper?
No, a magazine.

He's in charge of the
London office. What has this
got to do with Bunny?

I'm only
temporarily in charge.

What did you do
this morning?
After Ann left with Bunny?

Yes, what did you do?
Everything, please.

I waited at Frogmore End
for the moving men.
Where?

Frogmore End.
It's a house
where my boss lives.

He's on a leave
of absence right now,

doing a job for the
US Information Agency.

I used to live with them
as a paying guest, and then
when Ann and Bunny came,

we stayed there
until we could move
into this place.

Five nights,
I think.
Four nights.

Then we moved
in here.

Why not move here right away?
The flat wasn't ready
until today.

So I waited at Frogmore End
for the moving men,

then I went to the airport
to cover the arrival
of a general from̶

How is all of this
helping Bunny?
I don't know yet. Go on.

Then I went back
to the office.
Where is your office?

Grosvenor Street.
I stayed there until my sister
called me from the school.

Very well.
I'll telephone you,
Miss Lake,

the moment we have
anything to report.
[ Knock At Door ]

Superintendent.

Andrews knows what I want.
You won't mind if they take
some pictures, fingerprints?

I don't understand.
I don't see how
a child can just disappear.

Either you've been the victim
of a very eccentric burglar,
or̶

Or what?

The child's things
never were here.
But I unpacked them myself.

I remember.
Now I want you to
try and remember.

Who else saw the child
since you came to England,

apart from you
and your brother?

Just try to think of
anyone else who saw her.
Who saw Bunny?

Will you think hard
about that, please?
Let me have a list.

We'll find her, sir.

Yes, and the bloke too.
Degenerate.

What do you mean?
Hanging's a courtesy
to that type.

Hanging's a kindness.

He's got two girls
of his own, sir.

That kid we found
up Old Oak Common.

The way we found her,
I could have strung
that bloke up personally.

They'll probably just
hit him with a bloody
psychiatrist's report.

Come on, Charles.
We have work to do.

He takes it all
personally.

Good day, sir.
We'll be letting
you know.

Bunny.

Oh, God.

Don't let it be that.

Please, God. Don't.

[ Sobbing ]
Don't let them
hurt her like that.

I'd rather
she be dead.

Annie.

Annie?

Don't.
They always exaggerate.

It's the only way
they can make their job
seem important.

I never dreamed
it could be
anything like that.

It isn't.

That man's a policeman.

He knows about these things.

He's a dumb bastard.

If you'll just
listen to me,
I'll show you how...

it couldn't be
anything like that.

How?
Because all of
her things are gone.

But that doesn't
prove anything.

Of course it does.
If you're going to
kill a child,

you don't go to the trouble
of getting toys and clothes
for it, do you?

And a bib?
And a mug?

No. That's true.

They went
farther than that.

They came here and got
her own clothes
and her own toys.

Why?

Because these people,
whoever they are,

want Bunny to be
happy and comfortable.

Yes.

Yes, I can see that.

And if they want her
to be happy, that means
they won't hurt her.

Exactly.

B-But who?

Who?
[ Sobbing ]

That's what we've
got to find out.

But you're not going
to be much help if you
go all to pieces like this.

Sorry.

[ Sobbing Continues ]

That̶ That
superintendent̶

Newhouse?

He asked me
for a list.

A list of all the people
who have seen Bunny
since we got to England.

Now what does he
need that for?

Suspects, I suppose.
No.

Steven, he̶
he sounded like̶

Like he wanted to make sure
there really was a Bunny.

Oh, come on, now. Get ahold̶
If he doesn't believe
that Bunny was real,

maybe they'll just
stop looking for her.

They wouldn't, honey.
They couldn't take that risk.

There is something.

Something I bet
the thief missed.

Here. Here it is.
Right where I hid it.

What is it?
I bought it for Bunny.
It has candy inside.

I hid it there so we
could play "hot and cold."

I'll take it to him.

And I want somebody
to look at the house.

It's empty, locked.
You'll have to get in somehow.

Number 30, Frogmore End.
Have you got that?

[ Man ]
Yes, sir. 30 Frogmore End.

Okay, 30 Frogmore End.

[ Man Talking On
Police Radio, Indistinct ]

Steven? Steven,
I just remembered.

Tell him at least
30 people saw her.
Maybe more.

What do you mean?
Everybody on the bus
we took to school.

Of course.
I'll tell him.

Of course I've seen children
disappear from this school.
Thank you.

I've known children
come for one day
and never return again.

It's perfectly feasible,
Superintendent.

Children are at the mercy
of their parents.

And, for the most part,
parents are a very bad lot.

And, in some instances,
even undeserving of children,
wouldn't you say?

Oh, but I wouldn't say.

That would make me
a suspect, don't you see.

Queer old party saves child
from undeserving parent.

[ Chuckles ]

Now, coming back
to Bunny Lake.

That's not her real name,
you know.
Indeed?

Not Bunny at all,
but Felicia.

Isn't it delicious?
A little affected
for an American child,

but I think it shows
a strong imagination
at work.

The brother told me
quite a lot.

There's something unusual
about that young man.

Something
very unusual.

What exactly did Mr. Lake
say to you?

Apparently, she had this
completely imaginary companion.

- Who? Bunny?
- No, no, no. The mother,
when she was a child.

And she called her "Bunny."

It's terribly common
among children̶
lonely children, that is.

Why do you think Steven Lake
told you all this?

Let's say we took
a fancy to each other.

The whole place was full
of those great men
of yours in boots.

I think we both knew
that was no way to find Bunny.

- Why do you say that?
- Perhaps I'm wrong.

I'm alone a great deal,
Superintendent.

But that young man
is worried about his sister.
Desperately worried.

Isn't that natural?

Is it?
Natural, I mean?

I should have thought
the natural thing was to
worry about the child.

Johnson and Bates,
take a look upstairs.

How long do they
go back, these records?

I've kept them ever since
I came. Ever since
Miss Ford retired.

The parent fills out
the entry form and
returns it with the fees.

Just the first month's.

And then the child's name
is put on a card which
records its school progress,

health, absences,
dental treatment and conduct.

And the ledger?

Every penny received
over the last 12 months.

Mr. Newhouse, I think
this might interest you.

My sister bought it
this morning for Bunny.
What time did she buy it?

Before she discovered
the child was missing,
if that's what you mean.

Yes, that's exactly
what I mean, Mr. Lake.

It would have been
so much more useful
if it had turned up earlier.

She hid it for "hot and cold,"
and forgot all about it
until a few minutes ago.

"Hot and cold"?
It's a sort of
treasure hunt.

Ann and I used to play it
when we were little.
Now she plays it with Bunny.

Odd how the most improbable things
suddenly seem quite reasonable,
isn't it?

Then I take it you'd agree with me
she'd scarcely be buying playthings
for a nonexistent child.

Nonexistent?
Did I say that?

You suggested to my sister
that perhaps Bunny's things
were never in the apartment.

You also asked her
for a list of everyone
who'd seen the child.

Yes, I did want that.

Then find the conductor
and passengers on a 13 bus
that left Frogmore End...

around 9:15 this morning...

and stopped
at Finchley Road tube station
to let Ann and Bunny off.

Passengers are difficult
to trace, and bus conductors
are rarely observant.

They tend to be
dreamers, philosophers,
that sort of thing.

- Self protection, I suppose.
- Then you're not even
going to check it out?

We have checked every bus
that passed Frogmore End...

between 8:45 and 9:30
this morning.

The fact that none
of the conductors can recall our
mother and child is not unusual.

Neither does it invalidate
your sister's statement
that she was on board.

However, I think
we've found something
of greater importance,

and I'd like
your views on it.
Well?

We've been though all the
records of every child entered
for this nursery...

during this past year.

We've also been through
the receipt for all checks
paid for fees in advance.

Were Bunny's fees
paid for in advance?

Yes, for
the first month.
In currency?

- No, a check.
- And the entrance form.
Was that sent back?

Yes, I mailed it in
with the check.
You did?

My sister
was still in America.
Besides, I̶

- Besides?
- I always take care
of these things for her.

Can you give us any idea
of when it was sent?

I can give you
more than an idea.

Here it is.
Little People's Garden.

Nine pounds
and nine shillings.

Sent two weeks ago.
Satisfied?

[ Elvira ]
I'm afraid, Mr. Lake, there's
no record of your check...

or your form
ever having been received.

The child's name is
nowhere in our records.

What a convenient discovery.
Just at the right time too.

I take back what I
said this afternoon,
Miss Smollett.

Your track record's
looking up.

You and your Little People
are all in the clear
no matter what happened...

because you don't have
Bunny's name
in your records.

She's not in your card index,
so she doesn't exist.
What are you suggesting?

You tore up the card or pulled
the page out of the ledger
as soon as there was trouble.

- Superintendent,
you don't believe that̶
- It is possible.

Look, either the school
is lying or we are.

They have a reason to.
They lost a child.

But what possible reason
would my sister have
for lying?

I was hoping
you could give me a reason.

You know that teacher's lying.
You've got to make her
admit it.

What do you suggest?
We no longer have the rack
at our disposal.

You don't seem to be
taking this very seriously.
I assure you that I am.

It's the easiest thing to
tear out an incriminating page
from a loose-leaf ledger.

You said so yourself.
No, I didn't.
I said it was possible.

By the same token,
it's possible to tear out
a blank check form...

and write anything you like
on the stub, isn't it?

If that's what you think,
call the bank
and ask them about it.

I may, but if it hasn't been
cleared, you could say
the school never deposited it,

and they tore it up
along with the application,
couldn't you?

Are you calling me
a liar?
[ Chuckles ]

I'm not calling anybody
anything, Mr. Lake.
Not yet.

One thing I can guarantee:
If this child isn't found
by tomorrow morning,

I'll stir up
the damnedest mess
you ever saw.

- Oh? How?
- By simply doing my job
as a journalist.

"American child disappears
in broad daylight,

right in the middle
of London.

Police do nothing."
That sort of thing.

Sounds conventional.
A bit dull too.
[ Bell Ringing ]

It won't be dull for you,
Superintendent.

I'll go to
the American ambassador.
I'll hire detectives.

Yes, yes. You'll hire.
You'll complain.
That would be normal procedure.

You do everything
for your sister, don't you?

Pay her bills,
fill up her forms,

hire detectives
to solve her little mysteries.

Of course. What's wrong with that?
How did she
get to England?

She?
[ Chuckles ]
I'm sorry.

They. How did your sister
and Bunny travel from America?
By ship.

What ship?
The Queen Mary.

They arrived
last Thursday.

Tell me about
you and your sister...

when you were children.

[ Coughing ]

[ Door Opens ]

What are you doing here?
[ Door Shuts ]

Carrying out my
landlord's right of inspection.

The police were here.
I don't care
for the police.

My little girl̶
She's lost.

They're trying
to find her.

Your little girl?

Mr. Lake, I understood,
had a little girl,

a little sister.

And that, Duchess,
turned out to be you.

But your having
a little girl̶

That comes to me as a
most unwelcome surprise.

"No cage birds,"
I stipulated.
"No cats.

No livestock
of any kind."

Somebody got in here
and stole her things.
Somebody took Bunny's things.

Bunny?
Did you see anyone?

They came up here
while I was out.

Bunny?
[ Chuckles ]

What sort of
a name is that?

Bunny rabbits,
with those long,
mean heads...

and those wet noses
going up and down
all the time.

Just who is
this Bunny?

How can you make jokes
when I told you she's lost?

Bunny is
my little girl's name.

And you, little Duchess,
what exactly does that make you?

I'm Bunny's mother.

And I'm expecting a phone call
from the police and my brother.

Probably
my brother first.

Ah, the telephone, that miracle
of modern communication.

I often wonder
why it is...

that we communicate
so much less with all these
marvels at our disposal...

than we did in a
more primitive day...

without the wireless
and the television.

I appear
on the television,
you know.

They pay me to make use
of my melodious voice.

I sing...
rude old Welsh ballads.

I recite a few things
of my own,

and then I give them
Elizabethan drama.

And all in exchange
for one whiskey...

served to me
in the first aid room.

I could,
if you like,

give you
a private performance.

Please.
Just go away.

I'm told
that my voice...

is extremely seductive.

It seems to unleash whole
hurricanes of passion...

in the breasts of the females
who watch me on the BBC.

Perhaps you should
sample the wine...

before sending the bottle
back to the cellar.

[ Cuckoo Clock Cuckooing ]
Anyone else
in the family?

No, except for Bunny.

Of course.

What about your parents?

Our father was killed
in the war.

Went right up to V-E Day
without a scratch,
and then got hit by a tank.

One of ours.

My mother̶ She was̶
She was kind of peculiar.

Any special way?

She was a great believer
in the hereafter.

Do you believe in life
on another planet?

Seems quite unbelievable enough
to me on this one, I think.

Anyhow, Mother used to
spend most of her time
in church,

the Church of Christ
Spiritualist, having
long talks with my father.

It's funny̶ He never seemed to
have much to say to her
while he was alive,

but once he was dead,
apparently he never shut up.

Anyway, I sort of got
into the habit
of taking care of Ann.

She was
my responsibility.

A bit of a burden,
wasn't it,
on a schoolboy?

I didn't think of it
that way.
Your mother?

She died
almost two years ago.

Any communications
with her since?
Not a peep.

When you were at school,
wasn't Ann lonely?

No more so than any other child.
What did she do
to fill in her days?

Reading, I suppose.
Books, dolls,
that sort of thing.

- Alone?
- Most of the time.
We lived in the country.

Look, where's
all this getting us?

Children̶
lonely children̶

often make up
imaginary playmates.

Did your sister ever do
anything like that?
Not that I know of.

I'm terribly sorry if we've
inconvenienced you, ma'am,

but we're just
following instructions.

You've made me miss my plane.
We'll book you
on another plane...

just as soon as you've
answered a few questions.

You mustn't be cross with me
because I betrayed your little
secret, Mr. Lake.

After all, I didn't know
it was a secret. Perhaps
if you had told me̶

What precisely was it
he did tell you?

He began by asking me
if it were unusual for a child
to invent a playmate.

And is it?
Quite the contrary.

It's one of the most common
of childhood fantasies.

I recall one case,
quite outré,

but that's neither here
nor there, is it?
I'm afraid not.

Then he told me his sister
had made up a child.

He said that when his sister
was five years old,

she invented another little girl
who she named Bunny,

and that after a time, she began
to think of this Bunny...

as being her own child,
not only a friend.
Mr. Lake?

She has a good memory,
except for one detail: I wasn't
talking about my sister.

I never lie,
Superintendent.

That makes you a most
unusual woman, Miss Ford.
Did he say it was his sister?

Not in so many words,
perhaps,

but we'd been talking
about his sister earlier.

If you weren't talking
about your sister,
why did you tell Miss Ford...

that the name of
the imaginary child was Bunny?

I couldn't remember
the real name, so I used
Bunny hypothetically.

That's reasonable.

It's not reasonable,

and Mr. Lake is
a most frightful liar.

I give up.
What was your purpose in paying
Miss Ford a second visit?

To soften her up,
to get her talking.
Why?

I had a feeling
that she knew something.
What could I know?

This room, this flat,
have been my whole world
for years now.

This room and this flat
are on top of this school,
Miss Ford.

What are you implying?
That she wants to prove
an imaginary child...

to get the school
off the hook.

You would do anything,
almost anything,

to protect your sister,
wouldn't you?

What's that
supposed to mean?

If Bunny were a phantom,
if your sister were delusionary,
would you admit it?

I've had it, Newhouse.

Just give me half an hour
to square things at the office,
then I'll get busy.

I'll find Bunny without you.

You'll be lucky
if they still let you
hand out parking tickets.

If you won't come
to the party, Duchess,
the party must come to you.

Have a drink.

I give you golden whiskey,
Scottish wine.

I give you a sight
of some very interesting
African gentlemen...

whose heads shrunk
in the wash.
[ Chuckles ]

I give you dark diamonds
of Elizabethan poetry...

set in the velvet
of my melodious voice,

and all you do is sit,
staring at that small
mechanical instrument.

Please, go away.
What is it, Duchess,
are you cold?

Has that buttermilk flesh
all frozen?

What, cold, my girl?

Some would be honored,
may I tell you that,
by my touch.

There are those at the BBC
who bear, like medals,

bruises left by the love
of Horatio Wilson.

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

Is that the patter
of tiny feet,

or the great thumping boots
of a constable?

Nothing yet, I'm afraid.
Nothing definite.

Oh, it will increase
your melancholy̶

Who are you?
Horatio Wilson.

No autographs, but you
may touch my garment.

Andrews, take Mr. Wilson
back to his flat, will you?

Is this where we get
police violence?

Go with Andrews, please.
I'm afraid you'll be
disappointed.

All right,
all right, all right,
I was just about to go.

Good night, Duchess.
Good night.

[ Door Closes ]

Sorry that drunk pestered you.
Ever heard him read poetry?

It's like a Welsh parson
gargling in molasses.
Where's Steven?

Oh, he had to get back
to his office for a little while.
He won't be long.

Looks as if you had
a starved mouse.

I tried to eat,
but it made me sick.

Well, now, if you don't eat,
you'll just collapse.

That won't help, Bunny,
will it? Come along.

The poor nuns
used to lash each other...

into positive frenzies
of self-mortification.

For myself,
I find the sensation
rather more titillating...

if you'd care
to have a bash.

No, thank you.
No, I can't say
I blame you.

Hardly what one would call
a proper whip, is it?

More like a plaything.

Now this one.

Oh, you simply must try
this one.

[ Whip Cracking ]
It's my particular pet.

It's reputed to have belonged
to the great one himself.

The Marquis de Sade.

I-I have̶
I have his skull here.

At least
that's what they told me
in the Caledonia market.

[ Whip Cracking ]
But there's nothing...
like his very own whip.

So lovely.
So very, very lovely.

[ Laughing ]

[ People Chattering ]

One ham and one cheese sandwich,
and a large brandy and soda.
Yes, sir.

Well?
Couldn't actually see anything
in his flat, sir,

but he could have gone in and
taken the little girl's things
any time this morning.

Yes. Why should he, I wonder?
Bloody pervert,
if you want my opinion, sir.

Kept on asking Rogers
to strike him.

Please, Andrews,
he works for the BBC.
While we're here,

Thank you, sir.
go right through the Lake
flat again, will you?

See if anything's changed
since this morning.

[ Newscaster ]
...has been considering
the position.

Several hundred American troops
in West Germany,
in full battle kit,

moved up this morning
to Helmstedt, the control point
of the autobahn to Berlin.

- Are you trying to tell me
something terrible?
- Why?

I don't know.
You're being so nice.

[ Newscaster Continues ]

I tried to make out
that list.

List?
The people who'd seen Bunny.

Oh, yes, the list.

There isn't anyone special.

Just the people on the bus
this morning...

or at Southampton
when we got off the boat.
I see.

She had a cold.
I kept her indoors.

I did find something,
something I bought
for Bunny this morning.

Did Steven give it to you?
Oh, yes, he showed me.

Why don't you do something?
Why don't you find her?

[ Newscaster Continues ]

You see, no stone,
as they say, unturned.

The search for the child
who disappeared...

from a Hampstead nursery school
this morning continues.

The police say that the child
is fair-haired, about three feet
high, is wearing—

♪ When I'm thinkin' back
I won't forget you ♪

♪ And if I
should change my mind ♪

♪♪ [ Continues ]
Ever been in a pub before?

No.

Well, here it is,
the heart of Merry Old England.

Complete with dirty glasses,
watery beer,

drafts under the doors
and a 23-inch television.

[ Cash Register Ringing ]
Have you been out much
since you arrived?

Steven was looking forward
to showing me the sights,

but Bunny had that cold.

But surely you could have found
someone to baby-sit for you.

Steven felt so, too,
but I didn't.

She was in a strange house
in a strange country.

A strange baby-sitter
might have been too much.

You and your brother
are pretty close, aren't you?
All of our lives.

I've been meaning to ask you,

did anyone try to stop you
having your baby?

You mean, an abortion?

Steven offered to arrange one
for me if I wanted it.

I suppose it seemed the most
practical thing to do,

but I decided against it.

Well, what about
the father?
My father?

Bunny's father.

He was just a boy
I went to school with...

or sometimes to a movie
or a dance.

He wasn't really
very important to me.

How did he take the news
of Bunny's impending arrival?

Well, he came to the house,

and he offered to marry me,
but Steven threw him out.

And that somewhat dampened
his ardor?
No, he was still willing.

I was the one who said no.

Why?
I wasn't in love
with him.

Steven said
I'd already made
one mistake.

Why complicate it
with a second.

Your brother sounds
like a sensible young man.

Eat something, won't you?

Yes, sir.
Two brandy and sodas,
please.

♪ Just out of reach ♪

♪ Time has changed you
I can see ♪

♪ Try to remember
how we used to be ♪

♪ Come on back to me ♪

♪ Just out of reach ♪

♪ Don't stand back
and you will see ♪

♪ Just how easy it can be ♪

♪ But you stand intently ♪

♪ Just out of reach ♪
That's better.

♪♪ [ Continues ]
I'm not very good at drinking
on an empty stomach.

Did you ever have
an imaginary friend when
you were a child, Miss Lake?

Did Steven tell you that?

In a way. What sort
of a friend was it?

A little girl. Didn't you
ever have an imaginary playmate
when you were little?

[ Chuckling ]
I was raised amidst
the strife and tumult...

of nine male
and female siblings.

It would have been madness
to invent a tenth.

Did Steven tell you
my playmate's name?
No, he didn't.

Bunny.
Does that seem odd to you?

Compared to most oddities that
fall into my professional lap,
it's downright commonplace.

Bunny was the name
of a character in
a child's storybook.

She was a lovely character,
so I named my playmate after
the girl in the book.

Then, later, when my daughter
was born, I called her Bunny
as a nickname.

Isn't that what you're really
questioning me about?

I'm not questioning you,
Miss Lake. I'm just trying
to know you better.

What happened to the Bunny
in the storybook?

How did her story end?

I can't remember.

Well, what happened
to the Bunny you invented?

When I began to outgrow her,
we decided it would be better
if she died and went to heaven.

We?
Steven and I.

He had read about this
Buddhist funeral ceremony...

they have each year in Japan
for broken dolls.

So we dug a grave in the garden
and then we buried her
after burning all of her things.

- What things?
- The imaginary things
an imaginary child would need.

[ Car Horn Honking ]
♪♪ [ Continues ]

What the hell do you think
you're doing, Newhouse?
Mr. Lake.

While the superintendent was
being so charming to you here,

his stooges have been searching
our apartment.

- I assume you have
a search warrant?
- Are you making a complaint?

Why are you pouring liquor
into my sister when you know
she's so upset?

- Was he trying
to brainwash you?
- No, Steven, of course not.

What are you up to,
Newhouse?
Trying to find the truth.

Is that what
you were looking for
in our apartment?

I just want to find
one simple thing,
one small simple proof.

- Proof of what?
- That Bunny Lake exists.

You son of a̶

Let him go.

We're not supposed to
hit you, Mr. Lake.

In return, I must ask you
not to hit me. It really
doesn't prove anything.

Mr. Newhouse, what are you
going to do now?

♪ Nothing's changed now ♪
Go home.

♪ When I saw you again
little girl ♪

♪ Something stopped me inside
and I wanted to— ♪♪

That's all, Superintendent.
Shall I keep her here
until you return?

No, no, no. No, it all adds up.
Compliment her on her junket
and let her go.

[ Gasping ]
I'd like to talk to
Superintendent Newhouse, please.

This is Ann Lake.
[ Man ] Is it about
your little girl, madam?

Of course it's about
my little girl. What else
would I be calling him about?

The superintendent's
not here, madam.
What?

I'm afraid he's gone home.
Oh.

[ Steven ]
Ann, bring me another cigarette,
will you?

They're in my coat pocket.

[ Water Splashing ]

[ Sniffles ]
He did it.

They said
he'd gone home.

We'll find her ourselves.
[ Sniffling ]

I made an appointment
with the best private detective
in London...

first thing in the morning.

By morning,
she may be dead.
Ann, stop it!

We've already
been through that.

The one thing
that absolutely can't happen
is that Bunny'll be found dead.

Either she'll be found
with the people that took her,
or she won't be found at all.

Won't be found at all.
That's the worst
that could happen.

We'd never see her again,
but we'd know she's alive.

I'd rather die
than never see her again.

Annie, listen to me.

I was only trying
to comfort you.

You said she might be dead
by morning, and I wanted
to show you...

that even if
we never see her again,

she'll still be alive
somewhere with people
who love her.

How could they
hide her so well?
I don't think they have.

I think
we're gonna find her.

And the best thing
you can do to help...

is to take a sleeping pill
and get a good night's sleep.

I'll wait up
for the phone.
No, I don't want to.

[ Sniffles ]

Steven.
Steven, the doll!

What doll?
Bunny's doll.

Here's the ticket from
the repair shop. You took it
there yourself yesterday.

I forgot all about it.
I'm gonna run
right over there.

Well, it's too late.
They'll be closed.

I'll make them open up.
I'll break the door in.

If the ticket and the doll
is real, then they'll have to
believe that Bunny is real.

But nobody'll be there
at this time.

[ Man On Loudspeaker ]
Keep moving, please.
Keep moving.

Keep on the pavement.

Don't walk
in the street, please.

Can't we take
some other street?

They're all the same, ma'am.
It's the theater crowd.

Well, how much further
is it to King Street?

In this mess,
could take hours.

Could I walk it?
Quicker than I can drive you.

Tell me where it is.
Turn left, go about 200 yards,
then ask again.

[ Man On Loudspeaker ]
Keep moving, please.
Keep moving.

[ Car Horns Honking ]

Is this
all the passengers?
The complete list.

No stowaways?
Not as far as we know.

Did you expect to find
the child, sir?

It's not just the child.
Neither of them came.
Neither one of them.

You know what that means,
don't you, Andrews?

You and I made them up.

We made up the whole family.

Go and ring the Lake's flat.

[ Chattering ]

Hello, my dear. Ha.
What about a little drink
and a dance?

You do dance, don't you?

No reply, sir,
from the Lake's flat.

Four nights.

Four or five nights.

She said five.
He said four.

If it was five,
they'd have come on̶
They'd have arrived Wednesday.

Did any of your boats arrive
on Wednesday of last week?
Not ours, definitely.

Well, what did?
Something must have crossed
the Atlantic. Something!

[ Car Horn Honking ]

Well?
From New York?

From America.

The Bremen,
bound for Bremerhaven,

arrived Southampton
Wednesday, 2:30 p.m.

Can you get me
a passenger list?
You mean, tonight?

No, I don't mean tonight.
I mean now.

[ Bells Ringing ]

[ Man ]
Come up.
I've almost finished it.

Good evening.
Come in, my dear.

Oh, I-I-I thought
it was someone else.
[ Panting ]

Yes, I have got
a near fatality here,

and I told the char to leave
the door unfastened...

for its mother
who lives next door.

Uh, she's only
six years old, you see.

And at that age,
they're always alarmists
about their children.

But, uh,
you look pale.

Are you̶
Are you all right?
Could I get you some tea?

No, thank you.
I'm quite all right, really.
I was just̶

My brother left a doll here
to be repaired,

and I need it so I can prove
that I really have a̶

Well, here's the receipt.

Oh, yes, yes, yes,
I-I remember.

This doll had almost been
loved to death.

You know, love inflicts...

the most terrible injuries
on my small patients.

I-I-I-I'm afraid
you'll have to
find it yourself.

Uh, my helper
has gone home.

There's a-a basement...

underneath the room
you entered by.

I call it
the recuperation ward.

You'll-You'll
find it there.

I'll just light this lamp
for you.

There now, there now.

That's it.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

[ Doll ]
Mommy.

Annie.
Steven!
Look, I've found her.

Now we can take her
to the police, and they'll
have to believe us.

Yes, I guess they will.
Come on, the car's
right outside.

No, wait.
I have to pay
the old man.

Mommy.

Steven, what are you doing?
[ Screaming ]

Mommy.

No, sir, both out.
By the looks of it,
they left in a hurry too.

All the lights
are still burning.

Other than this slight
contusion, there's nothing
that shows up yet.

[ Steven ]
She must have hit her head
when she fell.

I found her just lying there
in front of the fireplace.

She'd been under
a terrible strain
the last couple of days.

Let's not wake her.
Sleep's the best medicine
for her right now.

But she'll wake up soon.
She's always been
a light sleeper.

If that happens,
we'll give her something.
Now, she needs to sleep.

It'll give her
a chance to unwind.

Tomorrow, when she's had
a good long rest,
we can run some tests.

I don't care how long it takes
or how much it costs. I want
her to get completely well.

The last couple of weeks,
it was as if I'd lost touch
with her, or she with me.

She kept going on and on
about an imaginary child...

she thought was lost
or something.

Perhaps I ought to consult
a psychiatrist.

Perhaps.
In the meantime, Mr. Lake,
we'll do all we can.

And if we should need to get
in touch with you later tonight,
can we call you at home?

Yes, but I won't be there
till very late.

This whole thing has played
havoc with my job.

[ Woman On Loudspeaker ]
Dr. Avery, please.
Dr. Avery.

The doctor ordered sedation
for her if needed.

Thank you.
Bed number two.
Right.

[ Woman Coughing ]

[ Coughing Continues ]

[ Women Chattering ]

[ Creaking ]

[ Nurse ]
Please lie quietly.
There.

[ Whirring ]

[ Whirring Stops,
People Chattering ]

[ Chattering Continues ]

[ Car Horn Honking
In Distance ]

[ Rhythmic Pounding ]

[ Dialing Rotary Phone ]
[ Woman ]
Operator.

Get me the gate.
[ Man ]
Main gate.

A patient left ward C-4
without permission.

Stop her at the gate.
I'll come down.

[ Rhythmic Pounding
Continues ]

♪ Just out of reach ♪

♪ Don't show
that I mean what I say ♪

♪ You'll see, you'll see ♪
♪ You'll see
You'll see ♪

♪ You wonder why you're not
in my world when ♪

♪ Our love was meant to be ♪

♪ Come on home
You'll be glad ♪

♪ Back here
I won't be mad ♪

♪ Funny, you should be the one
who makes me feel sad ♪

♪ Just out of reach ♪

♪ Just out of reach ♪

♪ Don't show
that I mean what I say ♪

♪ You'll see, you'll see ♪
♪ You'll see
You'll see ♪

♪ You wonder why you're not
in my world when ♪

♪ Our love was meant to be ♪

♪ Come on home
You'll be glad ♪

♪ Back here
I won't be mad ♪

♪ Funny, you should be the one
who makes me feel sad ♪

♪ Just out of reach ♪♪

[ Dog Barking ]

Routine report just came through
from St. Charles Hospital
in Hampstead.

A young woman
seems to have escaped.
Her name is Lake.

[ Door Knob Rattling ]

[ Door Knob Rattling ]

[ Fire Crackling ]

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Train Whistle Blowing ]

[ Whimpering ]

[ Glass Shattering ]

That was very smart
of Stevie, wasn't it?

What?
The way he got her
out of the school.

He was there before you were.
He was watching you
all the time.

And when I left,
he took her.
He had to be very fast.

He knew he didn't have
much time before recess began.

That was brave of him.

I would have been frightened.
Where did he hide her?

He put her to sleep
and hid her in the trunk
of his car.

That was
the smartest thing of all.

He knew
they'd never look there.
Of course not.

But he knew they'd look here.
He even reminded them to,
and they did.

Now he's perfectly safe.

They'll never come back.
[ Sighs ]

Only you shouldn't be here.
He didn't want you here.

But I came.
Why?

I wanted to be
with you, Stevie,

so that no one
would frighten you...

or-or hurt you...

or make you cry.

I didn't do anything wrong,
did I?
Of course not.

But you did.
Mm?

You did wrong, Annie.

You forgot about me.

All you could think of
was that boy,

that dirty rotten boy.

That was wrong,
wasn't it?

Yes, Stevie,
it was very wrong.

And then you let her
grow inside you.

You didn't have to do that,
but you did.

And now we can't be
together anymore.

She's always there
between us.

No one will ever
come between us, Stevie.

We'll always be together.

I'm sorry I burnt that doll.
It was just a doll.
I didn't care.

I knew you wouldn't.
That other Bunny came
between us, too, didn't she?

Not really. She was
only make-believe.

Mommy.

She did come between us.

That's why she had to die
and go to heaven.

No, don't.
I'll do it, Stevie.

Let me do it.
[ Gasping ]

No, Annie.

You don't like me
the best anymore.

You like her.

You whisper to her at night.

You tell her secrets
that you won't tell me.
I can't trust you.

Of course you can, Stevie.

I promise.

It isn't fair.

When the make-believe Bunny
came between us,

you made her die
and go to heaven.

Now it's my turn.

Uh, Stevie,
I'm tired of this game.

I want to play
hide-and-seek.

I bet I beat you.
I bet you don't.

I thought it up
so you're it.

Now hide your face
and count, Stevie.

All right,
but I'll catch you.
Just you wait and see.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten,

eleven, twelve, thirteen,
fourteen, fifteen,

sixteen, seventeen,
eighteen, nineteen, twenty,

twenty-one, twenty-two,
twenty-three, twenty-four,

twenty-five, twenty-six,
twenty-seven, twenty-eight,
[ Glass Shattering ]

twenty-nine, thirty.

I won!
Not until the game
is finished.

You haven't
tagged me yet.

[ Laughing ]

[ Ann, Steven And Bunny ]
♪ Here we go 'round
the mulberry bush ♪

♪ The mulberry bush
the mulberry bush ♪

♪ Here we go 'round
the mulberry bush
on a cold and frosty morning ♪

♪ Here we go 'round
the mulberry bush ♪

♪ The mulberry bush
the mulberry bush ♪

♪ Here we go 'round
the mulberry bush
on a cold and frosty morning ♪

♪ Here we go 'round
the mulberry bush ♪

♪ The mulberry bush
the mulberry bush ♪

♪ Here we go 'round
the mulberry bush
on a cold and frosty morning ♪

♪ Here we go 'round
the mulberry bush ♪

♪ This is way
we jump up and down ♪

[ Steven And Bunny ]
♪ Jump up and down
Jump up and down ♪

♪ This is the way
we jump up and down ♪
♪ Jump up and down ♪

♪ This is the way
we jump up and down ♪

♪ Jump up and down
Jump up and down ♪

♪ This is the way
we jump up and down
on a cold and frosty morning ♪

♪ This is the way
we jump up and down
on a cold and frosty̶ ♪♪

- Hey, let's play blind man's bluff!
- Oh, yes, let's!

[ Panting ]

[ Chuckling ]

Here I come,
ready or not.

Stevie?

Bunny?
[ Giggling ]

Bunny.

B-Bunny.

[ Giggling ]
Stevie.

S-Stevie.

Bunny.
[ Giggles ]

Bunny.

Whoa!
Hey!

I won!

Now it's my turn.

[ Laughing ]

[ Laughing Continues ]

Annie. Annie.
[ Groans ]

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Annie. Annie.

[ Groans ]

Oh. Mm.

Darling, move in here...

and sit down
very, very quietly,

and don't move
till Mummy gets back.

Promise me.
Promise.

All right.

- [ Knocking On Window ]
- [ Gasping ]

Steven,

please, don't,
don't.

You cheated.

Steven,
you don't mean it.

You can't possibly
be serious.

You love Bunny too.

We can all be happy,
all three of us
together.

Steven, don't.

Please, give her to me,
Steven.

Steven.

Steven, you're sick.
You're mad, Steven.
Sick̶

Please, Steven.

Steven, give her to me,
please.

Steven,
give her to me.

Steven.

Please, Steven.

Give her to me.

Steven.
Steven, please.

Stevie.
Stevie, come here.

I want to go high, Stevie,
and I can't go high without you.

Come here!
Come here right now,

or I won't play with you
anymore ever again.

Stevie.

Stevie.
Stevie!

Stevie.

Annie needs to play
with you.

Stevie.

Stevie.

Push me, Stevie.

I want to touch the sky.

Up to the sky.

Up to the sky!

Fly up to the sky!
Up to the sky!

Up to the sky!

Fly up to the sky!

Higher!
Higher!

Higher!
Higher!

Higher!
Higher!

Higher!
Higher!

Higher and higher!
Higher!

Higher! Higher!
Higher!

Higher!

Higher and higher!
Higher!

Higher and higher!
Higher and higher!

Higher! Higher!

Higher!
[ Grunts ]

Bunny. Bunny.
[ Sobbing ]

B-Bunny.

You shouldn't have lied
about the boat they arrived on,
Mr. Lake.

Quite unnecessary
and sure to be found out.

Rogers, you'll drive
Miss Lake home, won't you?
Yes, sir.

Sleep well, both of you,

now that you exist.