Original subtitles

[Waves Lapping ]

[Woman Narrating] GuyMaddin, housepainter...

swirling around in his little dreams, his little memories.

[ Seagulls Squawking ]

About to return to his childhood home...

after an absence of30 years.

Summoned by a letter from his mother, also not seen in 30years.

[ Narrator] "It is my dying wish...

"thatyou go back to our old home at Black Notch...

"and give the lighthouse two good coats ofpaint...

"so that I might see it spruce and proper...

at least once before I pass on. "

[ Oars Creaking ]

"I will come when I'm able, ifl am able.

Signed, Mother."

[ Seagulls Squawking ]

The past.

The past.

Into the past.

[ Wind Blowing ]

The deserted Black Notch Island.

The deserted lighthouse.

Site ofthe old mom-and-pop orphanage run by Guy's parents.

What distant, distant memories.

Slap a coat ofpaint on it!

Cover it up. Cover it up, Guy!

Two good coats. Two.

The past.

The past.

The past.

Painting, brooding, thinking ofthe past -

ofhome, ofchildhood...

ofloves lost...

ofscattered friends...

ofhappiness grown cold.

Brooding and painting.

Painting and brooding. The past!

The past.

The past.

Young Guy, 1 2 years old...

out at the secret meeting oforphans.

All eyes on Savage Tom...

the oldest orphan on the island...

Ieading a Black Mass.

[ Radio Device: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Gears Clattering]

[ Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Narrator] Guy's oldersister -

always living dangerously.

Sis, always in trouble, always in trouble.

[ Radio Device: Static, Garbled Voice ]

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Narrator] To bend a young boy's will...

Guy's mother threatens daily to sell the island.

Guy, heir to his father's island and orphanage.

And the threats gnaw like worms in the lad's bosom.

[ Footsteps Clattering On Stairs ]

[ Door Slams ]

[ Foghorn Blowi ng ]

[ Liquid Bubbling]

- [ Wind Blowing] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging]

[ Foghorn Blows ]

[ Bell Chimes ]

[ Lock T urns ]

[ Dishes Shatter ]

[ Narrator] "I, too, am an orphan.

"My mother, I am told, was very beautiful...

"but completely bald.

"Her sister had superb hair but was barren ofwomb.

"The two girls were so jealous ofeach other...

"ofwhat the other had- hair, a baby -

"they didn 't waste words.

"Their hatred spilled over into bloody violence.

"Knives were never far from hand.

"One was scalped for her beautiful hair...

the other one stabbed into the stomach to get at that baby."

"From my mother's womb untimely ripped...

"I was carved from my mother's belly.

"Now my mother and aunt are buried in the silt ofthe lagoon...

"next to each other...

disgraced, forgotten."

[ J angl i ng ]

The sights, the sounds...

the feel ofGuy's beloved island.

While the orphans toil at their chores...

young Guy is free to wander his island...

free to indulge himself, free to remember.

Free to remember.

[ Seagulls Squawking ]

[ Seagul I Squawki ng ]

[ Narrator] So many secret spots to revisit.

And out gush the torrents ofmemory.

Everything that happens will happen again, twice.

"The first time I willjust see something...

"smell it or taste it...

"but it won't stick.

"I know there will come again someday...

a second chance to really feel these things really."

One day, Guy's solitary practices received a spectacular, disruptive jolt -

the sudden appearance upon his familiar island ofa celebrity.

Is it?

Is it?

It's Wendy Hale, the sister half ofsibling teen detectives...

known around the world to readers ofcrime stories...

as the Lightbulb Kids.

With her brother, Chance Hale, these two intrepid sleuths...

have earned far-flung fame...

for both their harp playing and their crime solving.

"I am here on Black Notch Island...

"to work on the case of The Face in the Lighthouse.

"Seems many ofthe children adopted out ofthis orphanage...

have very suspicious holes pierced into the back oftheir heads."

[ Playi ng Softly ]

[ Violin Plays Softly]

"Oh, Wendy."

Shh. Secrets.

Secrets.

Shh.

[ Narrator, Whispering ] Secrets are always told in whispers.

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Radio: Static, Garbled Voice ]

Guy, always on the run - running to please.

Secrets.

Secrets.

Secrets.

"Mother!"

[ BellJingles ]

[ Radio: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Narrator] Invented by Guy's father...

the aerophone allows two people who love each other...

to communicate over great distances...

merely by speaking into or bending an ear toward the horn.

The signal is strongest when the feelings are running high...

when the communicants are deeply in love...

but also during outbursts ofextreme fury.

[ Garbled Voices ]

In other instances, the signal is either weak or nonexistent.

And so, Mother has given little aerophones to her two children...

in order to tell them she loves them and to keep them out oftrouble.

Just one ofthe fantastic devices invented by Guy's father.

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Lock Cl icks ]

[ Lock Cl icks ]

[ Door Creaki ng ]

[ Gears Clattering]

[ Foghorn Blowing]

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Crickets Chirping]

[ Wind Blowing]

[ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Narrator] It seems Neddie once threw his little brother's toy...

into a powerful transformer...

never expecting the toddler would retrieve it.

The little one was fried to an ash...

and Neddie has been ticking and twitching ever since.

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Garbled Voice, Shouti ng ]

"And both my mother and I have identical birthmarks over our womb...

"as ifa knife had cut us open too.

"Isn't that creepy?

It looks like Rumania, doesn't it?"

[ Laughing ]

"Rumania! Rumania! Rumania!"

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Garbled Voice, Shouti ng ]

[ Narrator] Charmsjust asking to be enjoyed.

- [ Wind Blowing] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging]

Wendy decides that she can pursue her interests on Black Notch Island...

much better as a boy...

so she quickly disguises herself as her own brother-

Chance Hale, teen detective.

[ Seagulls Squawking ]

Chance explains that Wendy was called back home on a secret business...

and that he, Chance, would be taking over the Black Notch investigations.

"Oh, Wendy."

The detective gets down to work.

Chance is gathering all the evidence.

Guy, smitten again.

This time, Chance is the dazzling one.

"Oh, Chance. Chance."

Hero and role model.

"Chance - all to myself."

Chance thinks differently than the other boys.

Mother used suicide threats as her primary teaching aid.

She kept orphans and offspring alike in line with colorful bluffs.

Chance has this theory, and his theories are always right.

Mother and Father are criminals.

Chance says so.

[ Glass Shatters, Gas H issi ng ]

[ Heavy Breathi ng, Snoring ]

- [ Wind Blowing] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging]

[Seagulls Squawking]

[ Narrator] "Ifonly I could remember...

"the exact order ofthe places I've touched...

"Just before I found Wendy.

Wendy. Wendy."

Everything happens twice. Twice.

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Plates Shatteri ng ]

[ Whistle Pi pi ng ]

[ Foghorn Blowing]

[ Foghorn Blowing ]

[ Door Creaking ]

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Mother On Aerophone ] Now!

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Buoy Bell Clanging]

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Narrator] Fearing that Sis will touch him...

and discover his secret identity as a girl...

Chance devises a strategy ofthe kissing gloves.

"Only the wearer ofthese nifty little items...

is allowed to do any touching, " claims Chance.

Ah! Sweet gloves.

[ Foghorn Blows ]

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

"Stop! Look atyour hair!"

[ Door Creaking ]

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Foghorn Blowing In Distance ]

- [ Buoy Bell Clangs ] - [ Seagulls Squawking ]

"I really love goats."

"Guy's mom says they're devils because their pupils are square."

"I think they are lonely."

Chance wants Sis, and Sis wants Chance.

Can it last?

[ Seagulls Squawking ]

[ Rock Splashes In Water]

Both Guy and Sis are crazy about Chance.

Guy pines for Wendy...

but loves every second spent with his new hero, Chance.

[ Buoy Bell Clangs ]

[ Liquid Bubbling ]

[ Narrator] The secret touches between Chance and Sis...

and the secret touches yet to come.

The kissing gloves now the undressing gloves.

[ Feet Clatteri ng ]

[ Footsteps Clattering ]

[ Ticki ng ]

[ Door Creaks ]

- [ Wind Blowing] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging]

[ Sloshing]

[ Liquid Bubbling]

[ Narrator] Mother is determined to age backwards.

To become a little girl again. Even a baby -

a complete innocent.

She's even set aside a cradle in her room...

for when the day ofinfancy finally returns.

[ Foghorn Blowi ng ]

"Your father is so overworked.

I will always be there for him."

Secrets are hard things to keep secret.

[ Gears Clattering ]

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Mother On Aerophone ] Now!

[ Dish Clatters ]

[ Whistle Piping ]

[ Foghorn Blowing ]

[ Buoy Bell Clanging In Distance ]

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Door Creaks ]

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Door Creaks ]

[ Narrator] Ah. Sweet gloves.

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Seagulls Squawking ]

[ Narrator] Always embarrassed by being out with Mother.

Holding hands.

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Faint Sizzling ]

[ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[Aerophone Static ]

[Aerophone Static ]

[ Narrator] What happens behind the door...

is secret.

[ Whispering ] Secret.

Secret.

I wish there was a little keyhole that I could look through.

"F-Day.

"All questions about Father will be answered tonight.

"All mysteries solved anon!

"I'll force the issue.

Mother will have me in Father's lab faster than "-

[ Foghorn Blows ]

[ Liquid Bubbling ]

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Clattering Stops ]

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Narrator] Rage!

Frequent rage!

Rage ages one!

Rage ages all!

[ Liquid Sucking ]

[ Gas Hissing ]

- [ Narrator Screams ] - [ Knife Blade Ri ngs ]

[ Narrator Screams ]

"Oh! Oh!"

- [ Whooshing ] - [ Thud]

[ Foghorn Blows In Distance ]

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Wind Blowing ]

[ Narrator] It takes the weight ofmany orphans...

to keep Father's casket in the earth.

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Explosion, Rumbling In Distance ]

[ Children 's Chorus ] Mother's gone

We 're orphans

Orphan angels now

Her heavenly charge

Pennies paid

For water's passage

Burdens we no more

[ Narrator] What's a suicide attempt without a wedding?

[ Narrator] So much for suicide!

Plan "B"!

Rumania! Rumania! Rumania! Rumania!

[ Electricity Crackling ]

[ Narrator] "Oh."

[ Narrator Moaning ]

[ Moaning Continues ]

[ Moaning Continues ]

[ Moaning Continues ]

[ Moaning Continues ]

[ Sighing ]

[ Liquid Bubbling ]

[ Door Creaks ]

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Scissors Snipping ]

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ U ri nati ng ]

[ Narrator, Sighing ] Relief.

Cursed relief.

Fevers.

Chills.

Sleepwalking.

Down in the dorms...

a voodoo restlessness prevails after the resurrection ofFather.

"Go! Go! Go! Out! Out! Run! Quickly! Quickly! Quickly!

Quickly! Quickly! Quickly!"

[ Gears Clattering ]

[ Narrator] "Everyone 's playing hooky! Everyone 's running, running!"

[ Gnawing ]

[ Thud]

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Foghorn Blows In Distance ]

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ High-pitched, Garbled Voice ]

[ High-pitched, Garbled Voice Continues ]

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voices Stop ]

[ Narrator] Three 's a crowd on honeymoons.

Guy banished.

[ Girl] Whither, wander

Whither, wander

Everything, everything twice

Whither, wander

Whither, wander

Everything, everything twice

Everything twice

Whither, wander

Whither, wander

Everything twice Everything twice again

Whither, wander Whither, wander

Everything, everything twice

Everything twice

Whither and wander, wondering

Wandering, wonder or withering

Whither, whither

Thither, thither

Wander, whither

Whither, wander

[ Wind Blowing ]

[ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Narrator] "Cover it up, Guy. Cover it up."

[ Sloshing ]

[ Sloshi ng ]

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Creaks ]

[ Slam m i ng ]

[ Wind Blowing]

[ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Garbled Voice ]

[ Foghorn Blowing ]

- [ Wind Blowing ] - [ Buoy Bell Clanging ]

[ Ticki ng ]

[ Ticking Continues ]

[ Wheel Squeaki ng ]

[ Ticki ng Conti nues ]

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice Continue ]

[ Static Stops ]

[ Bell Tolls ]

[ Sloshing ]

[Aerophone: Static, Garbled Voice ]

[ Narrator] When that I was

But a little tiny boy

With a hey, ho

The wind and the rain

A foolish thing was but a toy

For the rain, he raineth every day

Cry, baby, cry.

Put your finger in your eye...

and tellyour mother it wasn 't I.

- [ Bell Clangs ] - [ Waves Lapping ]

[ Oars Creaking ]

[ Seagulls Squawking ]

[ Wind Blowing ]

- [ Seagull Squawking ] - [ Waves Lapping ]

[ Wind Blowing ]

[ Bell Clangs ]

[ Seagulls Squawking ]