Original subtitles

Well, he's on the hook.

- Do we let him go? - No. Teach him a lesson.

Yeah. Blow his mind.

- Yeah. - Abby?

Are you game?

Why not?

Aghh!

Hello, little green friend.

Gently there.

- I won't hurt you. - Tom, what are you doing?

Tom! Are you all right?

Tom, you're not human!

I'm sorry, but...

But sometimes i just don't understand you!

One minute you want to make love to me, the next you don't even notice I'm there!

Sometimes you scare me.

It's not me that scares you.

It's the world.

Let's get out of it, Abby.

Let's cross over.

Cross over?

- To the other side. - How do we do that?

We kill ourselves.

- Oh, tom. Not that again. - Yes.

- I'm sorry, but I can't. - Why not?

Well, I promised...

I promised my mother I'd help her go shopping in the morning.

Besides...

We'd miss all this.

But we'll come back.

It'll be even better.

You mustn't cry, mummy.

No, darling.

I'm sorry. I'll try.

I'm happy here.

I miss you all, of course.

But, mummy, you mustn't be sad for me.

It's so lovely.

I couldn't be happier.

May we ask her...

Over 100 years old.

Maximus leopardus, isn't it?

Yes, the tree-climbing variety.

So very rare now.

They're usually only found in graveyards.

That's right.

Anyone taking a Maximus leopardus from a graveyard

is either foolhardy or ignorant.

You're always saying I'm foolhardy. But I'm not ignorant, shadwell.

Except about certain things.

Three things. So answer me.

Why did my father die in that locked room?

Why do you never get any older, shadwell?

And what is the secret of the living dead?

Why do you ask me these questions?

You have already decided to force an answer out of your mother tonight.

I have to go now.

- Goodbye, mummy. - Bye, darling.

- Daddy. - Goodbye, susie.

- Granny. - Goodbye, lovely.

- Grandfather. - Goodbye, baby.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

Goodbye.

- Mrs latham? - Are you all right, mrs latham?

Do you mind?

Rest now.

Now... relax and start to breathe deeply.

Rest.

You're going to go into a nice deep sleep.

A deep, deep sleep.

Wasn't she wonderful?

Do you think we can go orjust wait?

I'll speak to him.

I, er, understand that mrs latham never accepts any payment.

No, we're only servants of a greater power.

- There's a present we'd like her to have. - No, thank you.

It's been in our family for generations.

- No, thank you. - Please!

- No! - I insist.

- You must take it. - Get out! Get out! All of you!

- I'm sorry if I'm upsetting you. - Get out!

In you go, little green friend.

Hello, darling.

Good evening, mother.

I hear it went very well tonight.

Yes, it did. All except for one thing.

I had a telephone call from the police.

The word, mother, is fuzz.

I don't know what you and your gang of delinquents have been up to,

but if you get into any more trouble, you're going to be arrested.

The word, mother, is busted.

Oh, tom. Tom!

You're up to something, aren't you?

Everybody dies, don't they?

But some come back.

Isn't that so?

You tried to get into the locked room today, didn't you?

How do the dead come back, mother? What's the secret?

Oh, tom, don't go on with this.

You don't know enough.

That room's been locked for 18 years.

And my father's been dead for 18 years.

You know why the fuzz called, mother?

We blew a fellow's mind.

It was beautiful.

Should've been there.

He went right through the windscreen.

It was great fun.

But just you wait till you hear what we've got planned for tomorrow night.

You're threatening me, aren't you?

You want me to behave, mother? Then give me the secret.

I think we should give him the key.

We can't.

That room could destroy him.

Not with this protection.

- Will the room give me the secret? - It may.

It depends on you.

On what you are.

If you're afraid, we won't think any less of you.

I'm not chickening out, shadwell.

Shadwell!

Mother!

Oh! My poor boy!

Pulse is a bit slow, but that's quite usual in shock.

Oh, no.

His father's glasses.

If only he'd had more courage.

If he'd had more courage, he'd be with you now.

I warned him.

I said, "Charles, don't try.

"Don't cross over.

"You haven't got the faith to come back."

At the last moment, he must've had doubts.

I said, "when you die,

"you've got to believe that you're going to come back.

"You've got to believe that with all your being."

Thank you, mother.

Thank you very much.

- What do we do now, then? - I don't know.

What's the fastest anybody's done on the motorway?

- 95. - And then you woke up!

You must be dreaming, out of your cotton-picking mind!

Today we do the ton.

- And hold it. - But that's suicide.

So?

Well, hell, you've gotta go some time. Which way, tom?

Through the town first, I think.

What are you doing?

' - Oh!

Get out!

Fred!

Hey, it's terrible weather.

Timber!

Ice cream? Cornet?

On!

Down there, constable!

Constable, what are you gonna do about my...

Come on, get out of here!

Whey-hey!

Aghh!

Ohh.

Tom, you'll kill yourself!

I'll try. Off the bridge!

Tom, please, don't!

I'll going! See you around!

Oh, look!

- I'm Abby holman. - Mrs latham is expecting you.

Miss Abby holman, madam.

So you're tom's girlfriend.

I hope you didn't mind my asking to see you.

Won't you sit down?

You're not at all what I... expected.

I mean, you're... you're wearing a dress.

You're probably wondering why I came here.

You were with him when it happened, weren't you?

Yes.

Tell me...

Was it an accident?

Don't you know or...

Or don't you want to tell me?

It wasn't an accident.

He killed himself.

Yes.

Mrs latham,

why would tom want to kill himself?

- Sherry? - No, thank you.

Thank you, shadwell.

Now, what did you want to see me about, Abby?

Well, this may sound strange,

but we'd like to bury tom in our own way.

- What do you think, shadwell? - Well, it's a little unusual, madam.

But I think it's what tom would've wanted.

Very well.

Where will you bury him?

- Down at the seven witches. - Oh. Good.

You know the legend?

Yes, erm, witches were supposed to have been turned into stone, weren't they?

Yes. You see, they broke a bargain that they'd made with superior powers.

They had to be punished.

Good day, miss holman.

He's coming back, isn't he?

Yes.

Do you want him back?

Yes, god help me, I do.

♪ And the world never knew his name

♪ but the chosen few know of his fame

♪ come join his company

♪ riding free

♪ he really got it on

♪ he rode that sweet machine just like a bomb

♪ he felt her in his soul

♪ but no-one there could find him

♪ so he left those fools behind him

♪ with a feeling that they could not understand

♪ he took away his life

♪ with his own hand

♪ and the world never knew his name

♪ but the chosen few know of his fame

♪ come join his company

♪ riding free

♪ they tried to tie him down

♪ to make him place his two feet on the ground

♪ how could they treat him so?

♪ To ride was more than living

♪ but taking more than giving

♪ they tried to clip his wings

♪ just like a fly

♪ so instead of standing still

♪ he chose to die

♪ through a mean and dusty bend

♪ he leans ever inward

♪ like a friend

♪ he rides her to the ground

♪ his heels the black earth jetting

♪ a haze of blue smoke fretting

♪ while the holy sound of revving

♪ fills the sky

♪ you can see the ghostly rider passing by

♪ and the world never knew his name

♪ but the chosen few know of his fame

♪ come join his company

♪ riding free

♪ and the world never knew his name

♪ but the chosen few know of his fame

♪ come join his company

♪ riding free

♪ riding free

♪ riding free ♪

wait.

I'm taking over as leader.

He's not buried yet!

Who's this geezer?

It's shadwell. He works for tom's mother.

Excellent.

- I want to bury this with tom. - What's in it?

- Thank you. - Ls that all?

For the moment.

♪ They tried to tie him down

♪ to make him place his two feet

♪ on the ground

♪ how could they treat him so?

♪ To ride was more than living

♪ but taking more than giving

♪ they tried to clip his wings

♪ just like a fly

♪ so instead of standing still

♪ he chose to die

♪ and the world never knew his name

♪ but the chosen few know of his fame

♪ come join his company

♪ riding free

♪ riding free

♪ riding free ♪

flat. And we haven't got a spare.

I'll have to go back to the garage.

Cut across the seven witches, it'll save you ten minutes.

You're not afraid, are you?

No, please!

Right, that'll be 66.

Now, look,

I'm sick of you ton-up boys trying that trick on me.

Now, you pay up or else.

What are you gonna do, kill me?

I'll teach you a lesson, you long-haired git!

I don't have to take that sort of talk any more. Not from anybody.

- You got a phone? - Yeah. We sell beer, too.

Ok. I'll try a pint.

- Where's the phone, then? - Round the corner.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Got any change for the phone? - Help yourself, love.

- Why did you do that? - I'm just buying a ride on his bike.

Shadwell, i don't want to see anyone tonight.

Very good, madam.

Latham manor. Shadwell here.

Hello, shadwell.

Good evening, tom.

- 'I made it, shadwell.' - We all knew you would.

'How does it feel to be back?'

splendid. Enjoying every minute.

'Ls my mother there?'

- hello, tom. - Hello, darling.

How are you? Are you all right?

Well, I'm, er, dead, mother. But apart from that, I couldn't be better.

Am I going to see you?

I've got one or two things I'd like to do.

But I'll try and pop around some time. Goodbye, mother.

- That'll be 16. - This one's on the house.

I said 16, Sonny!

He's with me.

That's right. Yes.

Yes, well, thanks very much. Ta-ra, love.

Hey! I thought we were going somewhere.

No, I'm sorry, love, I've gotta go somewhere special tonight.

Oh. I'm not classy enough, is that what you're saying?

No, I didn't mean that at all.

What about my money? That was good enough for you.

Sure. And I'm very grateful.

It's just that i can't take you anywhere tonight.

I'm coming for a ride.

Look, I'm not going to argue. Just be a good girl and get off the bike.

No. I'm staying.

You silly little fool!

For god's sake, get the police, quick!

Evening, inspector. Sorry to interrupt your card game.

It's all right, sergeant. I was losing anyway.

- Stand aside, please. Thank you. - Excuse me. Thank you.

- Who made the call? - I... I did.

I told her not to go with him.

But she would.

- Go with who? - One of that... bike gang.

The living dead, they call themselves.

That lot.

Did the fuzz come to your house last night, too?

Yeah. Right, who the hell did it, then, eh?

Hatchet, where was you last night?

Why does everybody think it's me?

The police said one of us killed them and it wasn't me.

Yeah. Well, who did it, then. Eh?

I was playing at a gig last night.

- I was shacked up at a motel. - Hinky?

Drop me out, i was watching telly all night.

Did any of you ask the fuzz what the killer looked like?

Well, I did.

They described tom.

Right down to his name tag.

Someone's dug him up!

Someone's dug him up and took his bike!

And pinched his clothes.

Yeah. And then did the killings.

Making it look like one of us!

Well, when we get him... l'll kill him!

Don't you know me, Abby?

Morning, hinky. Gash.

Chopped meat. Jane.

Bertram. Hatchet.

Look, tom latham's dead.

I'm the leader of this gang now. Who are you?

I'm tom. I've come back.

Like I told you, Abby, it can be done.

And here I am to prove it.

Any of you could do it if you wanted to.

There's only one condition. You have to believe you're gonna come back.

Believe enough so that you really want to die.

That's all there is to it.

Maybe. But that doesn't prove you're tom latham, does it?

- Tom! - And another thing.

You can only die once.

After that, nothing and nobody can harm you.

Oh, man, what are we waiting for?

The lord is my Shepherd, i shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his namesake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.

For thou art with me,

thy rod and thy staff comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies.

Thou annoitest my head with oil. My cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life

and I will dwell in the house of the lord forever.

My wife would like a last look at our daughter.

Oh, yes, of course. If you please.

Whoo-hoo!

- Ok? - Yeah, great!

Good afternoon, ladies!

Hey, look!

It's father Christmas!

Why don't you get out of it?

Nur-nur-nur-nur!

You stupid kids!

Stupid kids!

Teach him a lesson?

Get out of it!

Hello, Abby.

Tom! Ohh!

Oh, I missed you.

Jane and hinky, what happened to them?

Hinky isn't coming back.

At the last moment, he hesitated.

He didn't really wanna die.

Poor hinky. And Jane?

She's out there.

Tom, she's dead!

Of course! Some of my best friends are dead.

Hey, look! No arms!

Well, you two must be having fun.

Come with us, Abby.

Supposing...

Supposing at the last moment i was frightened, like hinky.

I need you, Abby.

If I had you, I'd have everything.

If only I could believe that.

From the look of those skid marks, something must've forced him over.

Did you get anything out of the witnesses?

Yes, sir. Exactly the same story from all of them.

Two motorcyclists jabbing at his tyre with a knife.

Any identification?

Yeah. The living dead again.

All right, they've had it this time. This is a murder charge.

- Pull them all in! - Right, sir.

Hm. Message from the station, inspector.

- Yes, sergeant? - They've brought in all the gang.

- Right. - Roger.

That's bloody odd.

Get after them!

- X-u-n... - X-u-n...

- 9-9-3. - ..9-9-3.

- Y-g-j... - Y-g-j...

5-7-g. No! Er, 6-7-g.

6-7-g.

It's the latham house.

Drive in.

Y- g-j...

6-7-g.

Check those registrations, please. And give them priority.

But my son is dead, inspector.

Yes, I know.

But this is the only place those motorbikes could've gone.

Shadwell, have any of tom's friends been here?

No, madam.

- Is it important? - Very.

It's murder.

What can I do to help you?

The thing is, mrs latham, an outbreak like this doesn't just happen.

There's always something behind it.

Now, ever since your son died...

- I'm sorry. - Please go on.

First your son was killed.

The following night, someone wearing your son's clothes...

Murdered five people.

Three days later, two more of your son's gang died,

a boy and a girl.

This afternoon, there was another killing.

Immediately after the girl's body disappeared from her coffin.

He must have...

Inspector, mrs latham has been under a great strain.

The girl means something to you, doesn't she, mrs latham?

You must warn her family.

They must have nothing to do with her.

Madam, you must rest.

Please tell them, inspector. Please.

If that girl comes back, they must have nothing to do with her!

It's evil!

Please tell them, inspector! Please!

Yes, yes, of course I will.

Now, don't worry.

I suppose everyone has their breaking point.

I'm sorry. I should've realised what a shock it's been.

Yes, it has.

Thank you.

We've, er... checked on the owners of those bikes, sir.

Well?

Well, they belong to tom latham and Jane pettibone,

the young woman whose body disappeared this afternoon.

Pigs! Pigs! We're gonna kill ya!

Do you hear? We're gonna out you to bits!

Oh, belt up, hatchet.

We're in enough trouble as it is.

But we ain't done nothing! We're innocent!

It's a murder charge. 20 years, you know? Pick up two.

You're a fine lot.

Do you really think tom would let us take the rap?

Oh, what can he do? We're in jail.

- So? - So what can he do?

When you come back, you can do anything, remember?

Who the hell's making all that noise?

What the hell do you think you're up to?

We've come to give ourselves up. We've been naughty.

Yes, well, you're up to your neck in trouble now.

- Should I close the door? - Yes, please, love.

Now, I'm booking you both for a breach of the peace.

Oh, that's terrible! Which way to the cells?

Names.

- Yes. - Please.

- Tom latham. - And Jane pettibone.

Addresses.

Er, oh, care of the cemetery will find us.

Being funny isn't gonna help you, miss.

What the blazes?

- What's going on in here? - They just rode in.

I wanna have a talk with you two. Where did you get these machines?

- Tom. - Well? Have you made up your mind yet?

Yes.

I'm coming with you.

- Oh. Oh! - Sorry.

Thank you.

- Is that your bike? - Yeah. Yeah. Do you like it?

- Bet it's fast. - Would you like to...

Sorry. Gotta go.

Hey, constable!

That's my bike!

Is it now? Then come on down here!

Ok.

Out you go.

Go!

Go!

Hey, want this?

What?

Oh!

Oh!

Thank you.

Shadwell! Shadwell!

Oh, tom!

Tom! Tom. Where is he?

Frog!

Frog.

Who are you?

I'm a police inspector.

Then I'm alive.

Yes. You were lucky.

Why? Why should a young, pretty girl want to die?

Why should any of them want to kill themselves?

The others. Are they...

Yes. All of them.

You mind which one we start with?

No. It's all the same to me. Three, is it?

No, sir, there's been another one.

Four?

Bloody work horse, that's what I am. Come on, let's get started.

Come on, out you come.

All right?

All right, lift.

No marks of violence. Probable cause of death, drowning.

Let's see if he's got any water in his lungs.

Yes, sir.

- Who the hell could that be? - Why don't you go and find out?

Well, there's not much doubt about that.

It's for you, doctor. Your wife. She says it's urgent.

Oh, blast!

Er, pour that into a beaker and stick a label on it, will you?

- Yes, sir. - Thank you.

Are you deaf or something?

I'm sorry, my love, there's nothing I can do about it.

You'll just have to start without me.

Ok. Bye-bye.

- Hello? - 'Abby holman, please.'

- who's calling, please? - 'Her friend.'

I'm afraid miss holman died last night.

- She's dead, shadwell! - You must be very happy.

Happy? She's made it, mother! She's dead.

Oh, my god, that poor girl.

Cheer up! This is the happiest day of my life!

What's the matter?

Mother?

What are you going to do now?

What are you all going to do next?

Oh, there's lots to be done.

For starters, do you know how many policemen there are?

And judges? Teachers?

Preachers? Do-gooders?

You mean the entire establishment?

Right. And if I run out of ideas, hatchet has a programme.

Oh, yes, there's lots to be done.

The reason I told them you were dead is that I want to set a trap.

With your help.

I'm so glad I didn't die.

It was very close.

Now, listen to me, Abby. Whoever dug up tom latham's body

and took Jane pettibone from her coffin

also stole those four bodies from the morgue.

Now, they were all members from the same gang. Your gang.

You are the last of them.

If whoever they may be thinks that you are dead,

I'm certain they'll come for your body, too.

That's when we'll get them.

But I'm not dead.

I've announced that you are.

I want to take your body to the morgue and see what'll happen.

Now, will you do it?

Nothing will happen to you. I promise we'll take every possible precaution.

- Inspector? - Uh-huh?

If you loved somebody

but didn't want to see them any more,

what would you do?

Would you meet them and tell them?

Or would you just go away?

Well, er...

It would be more honest to tell them to their face.

Yes.

Tom! Tom!

I've got to talk to you! Now!

Why? What's the hurry?

It can't wait!

Haven't you caught on yet?

We've got all the time there is! All eternity!

Look out, Jean!

Come on!

It's easy to kill live people.

Watch this!

Oh! My baby!

Oh! My baby!

Well, what do we do now?

I've always fancied driving through a brick wall.

- How about you? - Why not?

- Where are we going? - My place.

I'll take the right wall, you take the left.

What happened?

- My back wheel skidded. - Liar!

You're not dead.

That's what I was trying to tell you, tom.

I don't want to die.

I must stop him.

- You can't. - I must.

You made a bargain. It was for all time.

I'm going to break that bargain.

I still want you, Abby.

I can't kill myself.

I won't let you go.

If we kill you, you can never come back.

But if you do it, we'll be together...

forever.

I want to go on living.

No.

You've got three minutes to decide.

- Are you quite sure now? - Yes.

And you know what you will become?

- Yes. - And that it will be for all eternity?

Yes.

And that your son was part of our bargain and he will have to pay, too?

It was his own doing.

Time's up.