All language subtitles for The Woman in White -1997-- Subtítulos en castellano

(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.