Original subtitles

(bell tolling)

(fanfare music)

(drums beating)

- [Webb] Africa, the dark land

where Voodoo drums beat in the night.

Where the jungles are deep and full of secrets ’

and the moon that lights them is still a mystic moon.

Africa, where men have not forgotten the evil

they learned in the dawn of time.

I always come back to Africa.

But even here there is no rest for me. ’

The path of time is curved upon itself like a circle,

without beginning, without end.

I must follow it forever.

I cannot die.

I cannot rest.

I cannot rest.

I cannot rest.

(dog barking)

(dog whining)

(woman screaming)

(drums beating)

- Oh bless me, Father. ’

- Bless you, Mongo.

Go on your way and have no fear.

- Bless us, Father.

- Bless you children. ’

Go on your way and have no fear.

Bless you.

(car horn honking)

- [Julie] Roy!

- Julie!

You've been away for 10 years.

- Less than 10 weeks.

Have I changed?

- For the better, only that's not possible.

- I'm still wearing it.

- Just wanted to make sure you didn't pick up more of them

while you were in Johannesburg.

- In a hospital?

For children?

- Well, how 'bout the doctor?

- 60 skinny as a rail and bald. '’

- Well, looks like you'll be needing a priest.

- Father Gilchrist.

- Hello, Father.

- She's gonna make a lovely bride, Roy.

- Oh blarney. ’

- Blarney?

Well, I like that.

- Well, you folks can stay out here if you like,

but it's 10 degrees cooler inside,

and more of these.

(ice tinkling)

- No thanks, Tom.

But I will take a nice, big comfortable chair. ’

I just trekked in from Malongo Village

and I'm a little bit weary.

- Best chair in the house Father. ’

There you are.

Two more Esther. ’

- Those drums.

- They've been going like that for weeks.

- That's exactly what brought me back, Tom.

Once a rumor gets started in the jungle,

it spreads like wildfire.

If you don't stop it the natives revert ’

to Voodoo magic, witchcraft, superstition.

- Unless it's stopped, my business will be.

All the native workers out at the plantation

are either quitting on me or laying down on the job.

Another murder out there Saturday.

That's three in a month.

- Four.

There was another last night right here in Bakunda.

Down the street.

- Oh, really?

Well, the three out at the plantation, I've seen.

Each body partly drained of it's blood.

Each with two peculiar wounds at the throat.

Here.

You know, if we were living 100 years ago,

I'd almost agree with the natives.

A vampire.

- Oh, vampire.

A dead man denied heaven because of his crimes.

Doomed to remain on earth in hideous semblance of life.

Sustaining his body on the blood of the living.

Oh, medieval tommyrot, it's just a legend.

- [Tom] Yes, but a universal legend Julie. ’

- Well now do you believe in it Father? ’

- No, I don't believe in vampires.

But I do believe, with the church, in the power of evil.

- Whether we believe it or not, something's going on.

It's having a bad effect on my native workers.

- Same trouble here in town.

Any ideas, Roy?

- Yeah, I thought I'd see Webb Fallon.

- Webb Fallon, who's he?

- Fallon, Fallon, that's from the old Gaelic.

It means the stranger.

One who walks in the darkness beyond the campfires.

- That describes Fallon.

He's a newcomer to Bakunda.

Runs a dive down near the waterfront.

Nobody knows exactly where he came from,

and in Africa you don't ask questions.

- Well, what can he do?

- Well, in the short time Fallon's been here,

he's come to know more about Bakunda's underworld

than most of the natives.

If anybody knows what's going on, he does.

I'll be back shortly.

(rhythmic music)

- Natural.

- We're not through yet Fallon. ’

You've got everything but my shirt down there now,

but you can't throw naturals forever.

Here's my share of the trader boat, Bakunda Queen.

- [Webb] Seven.

- Devil himself couldn't have such luck.

- Hey, you.

(man grunting)

- Money!

Hey, everybody, the drinks are on me!

Hey, hey come on over here! ’

Hey!

- That sailor, he'll make trouble.

- Go and dance, Lisa.

- Hello, Fallon.

- Well, Mr. Hendrick.

- Pretty rough on the guy, weren't you?

- Oh I didn't ask him to play. ’

Well.

- Boxcars.

- You didn't come here to shoot craps at me

or drink my bad gin.

What's on your mind, Mr. Hendrick?

- Well, a lot of people come to your place, Fallon.

All kinds of people.

And I thought you might know something

about these mysterious killings.

- Yeah, Bakunda seems to have gone back into the old ways,

despite of the Father Gilchrist and all they can do.

Well?

- Nobody could shoot a game like yours

with straight dice Fallon. ’

I want my money back, and my ship too.

- Take it easy fella. ’

I rolled the dice, myself.

They're straight.

- Stay out of this Hendrick. ’

(grunting)

- Get out.

All of you.

You hurt Roy? ’

- Not bad.

Thanks to you.

- Better come in and wash up.

- Hey Barrett what happened to you? ’'

- I don't know.

That's the first time I ever quit a fight

when a guy just looked at me.

(water splashing)

- What happened to your mirror, did you break it?

- No, I removed it.

Mirror's as bad as the sun if a strong light hits it.

I have to be careful, I've got bad eyes.

- Africa's a pretty tough place for a man with eye trouble.

- Oh I don't go out much in the daytime. ’

When I do, I wear these.

(knocking on door)

Come in.

- Excuse me Mr. Fallon. ’

- You know that fellow you give your Barrett winnings to?

The one that was buying drinks for the house?

- Yes.

- He just dropped dead out there.

Heart attack, I guess.

Not a mark on him.

- I'm sorry.

Is there anything else, Jack?

- Well, no, I guess not.

Except, what will I do with this?

- Give 'em to somebody else.

- Yes sir.

- [Webb] Don't touch that!

- I'm sorry, I was only looking for a cigarette.

- I didn't mean to speak so sharply,

it's only that this box means so much to me.

- [Roy] 1588.

- [Webb] The year of the Spanish Armada.

- But that's your name.

- And the name of my ancestor.

Elizabeth Regina.

Yes, she gave that box to the Webb Fallon of that day

for services rendered to the crown.

Here you wanted a cigarette. ’

- Well thanks. ’

That's very interesting.

Why don't you come to dinner and tell us about her.

I'm staying at Tom Vance's place.

I'm sure they'd like to meet you.

- I wonder.

You're a lucky man, Roy.

Found yourself the loveliest girl in all Africa.

- Or anywhere else.

- Oh a slight exaggeration, I might add. ’

- Cigar?

- Ah, well, how can I thank you for a wonderful evening?

The most charming people in Bakunda society.

- It's a pleasure.

- Quite different from the life I usually lead.

- Mr. Fallon, do you mind if I ask you a question?

- Oh please do. ’

- Just why do you lead this sort of life?

A man of your intelligence and culture.

- Oh, fate sometimes leads a man down strange pathways.

- A man always has a free will.

- Always?

Sometimes things drive a man regardless of his will. ’

Things that may even tear his soul.

- There's always the church.

Tom a glass of water. ’

- It's alright, please.

I'm sorry.

I had a touch of malaria once ’

and these attacks are quite frequent.

- Simon Peter coffee for Mr. Fallon. ’

- No, please, just be seated over there.

I'll be alright in a moment.

(heavy breathing)

Let's talk about something else, yes?

But I will have some coffee.

(drums beating)

Those drums again.

Malongo Village.

- Malongo Village?

You can read the code?

- Part reading part guessing. ’

There's a witchcraft cult in Malongo Village.

It's where the trouble usually starts.

- It is a bad village.

Has been for some time.

- I wonder if that's the place the vampire rumor started?

Perhaps you ought to get a few men together and go up there.

- Might be a good idea.

- It is a good idea.

I'll go there with you, if you like Roy. ’

If you want company.

- Of course I want company.

But are you sure you're well enough?

- Oh I'll be alright in the morning. ’

Shall we start at dawn?

- At dawn.

(mirror shattering)

What broke that mirror?

- Evil, Mr. Roy, evil.

(birds chirping)

(drums beating)

(gun shot)

- Are you hit?

- No, it missed me.

- It's just a flesh wound.

Simon Peter, better wash it out.

The shot came from over there.

- Gun trap.

You set it off yourself when you hacked at this.

- This is the second time you've saved my life, Fallon.

How can I say thanks?

- Oh don't try. ’

We're getting into bad country.

I think we better make camp here for the night,

unless you want to run into more of these.

- Yeah, I guess we'd better.

(drums beating)

- Bwana Fallon, here, like you now.

Me Taba here. ’’

Bullet come from front, over there.

Bullet hit Taba, same bullet.

Why bullet no go through Bwana Fallon?

- Taba, the bullet did pass through his body ’

but there's no mark no bleeding nothing. ’'

- Vampire.

- Taba, he must be destroyed.

- Bullet won't destroy him what will? ’

- A spear dipped in molten silver. ’

- Voodoo drums, they've stopped.

(gun shot)

(gun shots)

(gun shots)

(gun shots)

(gun shots)

(gun shots)

- Vampire.

- Tent, Roy.

Help me in it.

Quickly.

Take it away from me.

Take it away, I can still feel it's searing me.

There's no blood on it, Roy.

- Fallon?

- You know now, the drums were telling the truth.

- Why, you're--

- Look at me.

You are seeing the creature that doesn't exist.

You're looking at a legend.

The natives knew as soon as they saw

the first body of the first victim.

They knew what creature it is

that must have human blood to live.

Stay, Roy.

Listen to me.

400 years ago there was a young woman.

I caused her death.

Since that time I've been under a curse.

The curse of the undead.

Young people like you and Julie, I destroy them.

I cannot die.

I live on and on to destroy peace and happiness.

No Roy. ’

Put down the spear.

Put it down.

You can't fight me.

I have walked the earth for 400 years.

I've learned things that no human being can ever know.

No man is strong enough to fight me.

Kneel.

What do you see?

- Only your eyes.

- Do you hear me?

- I hear you.

- Your mind belongs to me, from now until the day you die.

You will never speak of this.

Never.

- I will never speak.

- Under my head is the box

containing the earth from my grave.

The box Queen Elizabeth gave me after the Armada.

Carry my body to the mountain top.

Lay my head on the box and leave me

where the rising moon will bathe me in her light.

Let nothing stop you.

- Taba dead.

Simon Peter shot.

Can't talk, hurt bad.

- Take him back to the plantation.

Safari is over.

Tomorrow we're starting back to Bakunda.

- Roy, we've been expecting you every day.

- Glad to see you back, Roy.

Sorry I couldn't see it through with you,

but these attacks of malaria.

I'd have been more of a hindrance than a help.

Anyway, you did a pretty good job without me.

- Oh, a fine job, Roy.

The killings have stopped and all the natives are quiet.

Well, we haven't heard the drums for some time now.

- Julie, Fallon's...

Fallon's...

- What are you trying to say, Roy?

- I don't know.

I can't seem to...

- It's the fever.

(moaning faintly)

- He'll rest now.

Fever and a bad one. ’

I've never seen such violent delirium.

He's going to need care.

- Oh he'll stay here of course. ’’

- Oh yes I'll take care of him. ’'

- You won't be able to do it alone Julie. ’

I'd like to help, if I may.

- That's very kind of you.

- Not at all, Julie, I'd do anything to help you.

(knocking on door)

- Come in.

- Hello, Julie.

Am I late?

- [Julie] Not at all.

- I just stopped to get some fruit for Roy.

How is he?

- I can't understand it.

Normally the fever goes after a few days ' ’

but this has been going on for two weeks now,

and there's no change.

Oh, he's come out of it once or twice.

Long enough to ask me to wire

to Johannesburg for this book.

Can't imagine what he wants with it.

But he was so violent about it,

the doctor said it might make him worse

if he didn't get it.

It's a horrible legend.

Listen.

Death, often the most dreaded of human experiences,

is denied the vampire.

He must prowl the earth endlessly.

The real menace of the vampire

comes from the fact that in many ways

he appears normally human.

He can become one of you,

and all the while his curse is upon you.

The curse of the undead.

It gives me the creeps.

- It's only a book, Julie.

Let's go and see how the patient is shall we? ’

- He's still asleep.

You've been very kind to spend so much of your time here.

- You've been very kind to let me.

Your tired, Julie.

I'll stay with Roy.

- Thanks.

- Oh, Julie.

I almost forgot.

I have something for you.

- Oh it's beautiful. ’

But--

- Please.

Being here in this house has given me a new interest.

Showed me a side of life I am not accustomed to.

I'm grateful.

Go and rest Julie. ’

- You're one of the nicest people I've ever known.

- Fallon.

- I'm glad you're awake.

Your book came, Roy.

I can save you the trouble.

The chapter you want begins on page 97.

The cross has great power over the undead.

They cannot bear it's paralyzing touch.

But the undead can be completely destroyed in only one way.

The body must be consumed with fire

and the ashes scattered.

Did you really think that you could destroy me?

- I heard you just now with Julie.

That's why you've been coming here.

To be with her.

- Maybe it is, Roy.

- You destroy happiness.

People like Julie and me.

You come between them and destroy them.

You told me that yourself that night out in the jungle.

Let us alone Fallon. ’

- I like it here.

I like Julie.

One day soon, she'll join me in eternal life.

- You can't, Fallon.

I'm telling Father Gilchrist.

I'm telling him...

- You're not telling anybody.

There's nothing you can do to stop me.

Nothing.

(bar patrons chattering)

- You were at the Vance house.

- That's right.

- You were there last night ’

and the night before, and every day.

You practically live there.

- Keeping track of me Lisa? ’

- It's that Vance girl, Julie.

She's the main attraction, isn't she?

- The only attraction.

Good night Lisa. ’

- What's the matter, did he give you the brush off?

- Let me alone.

- You never have much luck with Fallon do you? ’

Neither do I.

How 'bout teaming up?

- What do you mean?

- I'm well-heeled again.

I'm looking for a chance to even up the score.

- You can't win.

- Are you sure?

I'll cut the cards with him.

One draw, high man.

When he calls for a deck of cards, you bring this deck.

- Why do you think you can win with that deck?

- This is why.

- [Webb] One draw?

- One draw, ace high.

- Shuffle the cards, Lisa.

(cards rustling)

- You first.

- Beat a king?

- I'll draw for Mr. Barrett.

I might bring him luck.

Ace of diamonds.

I think that tops you.

- (laughing) I think so too.

The drinks are on me, sister.

Come on, boys.

- Luck runs in streaks Fallon. ’

Yours just started downhill.

(bar patrons chattering)

- Well we did it, huh, babe? ’

- We may regret it.

- (chuckling) Leave the regrets to Fallon.

How 'bout helping me spend some of this.

(suspenseful music)

(drums beating)

- Hello, Lisa.

- Those drums.

Do you know what they're saying?

Barrett.

This time it's Barrett.

You followed him tonight.

When he left, after the game.

Why did you come here why? ’

- Don't be afraid, Lisa.

Look at me.

I'm speaking to you, Lisa.

You can think of nothing else.

Come to me Lisa. ’

Now.

- No.

No.

- Lisa.

Lisa.

I'm sorry, I can't help you gentlemen.

Barrett was here last night and so was Lisa. ’

As far as I know they left together ’ '

but I have no idea what happened to them after that.

- Mr. Fallon, we understand that Mr. Barrett

did some gambling here last night.

That as a matter of fact ’ ’

you, yourself, lost a considerable sum of money to him.

- You trying to attach a motive to me, gentlemen?

- Oh nonsense, Fallon. ’

We know you better than that.

Furthermore, we mustn't forget that Barrett's winnings

were found in his pocket, untouched.

- The killer could have been frightened away.

- Well, I doubt it.

And even if robbery were the motive in Barrett's case,

how do you account for the murder of the dancer?

- You've known this girl for some time Mr. Fallon? ’

- Yes, she worked for me here ever since I opened.

I was very fond of Lisa.

I don't know where I'm going to find

another dancer half as good.

- Well--

- What puzzles us most Mr. Fallon '’

is the strange circumstances of death.

In both cases, the bodies had peculiar punctures

at the throat.

In both cases, the bodies were partly drained of blood.

We don't know how to explain it.

- Neither do I.

All I can say is that these two new deaths

are very similar to those that have been throwing

the natives into a panic.

- Well, unfortunately, that's all any of us can say.

Those drums.

Unless we settle this thing soon,

we're in for a bad time.

- Bakunda's turned into a ghost town.

Not a native left at the docks ’

or a native left at the rubber plantation.

Even the women and children are gone.

- Gentlemen you can see for yourselves ’

what this trouble's done to my business.

- Then you can't suggest anything will help us out?

- Nothing, I'm sorry.

- Expect you at the house this evening.

- Yes, I'm looking forward to it.

Good day, gentlemen.

- [All] Good day.

(uneasy music)

- Roy.

The light, Roy it's in my eyes. ’

Draw the curtains.

You heard me, Roy.

Draw the curtains.

I see you've been reading your book again.

You've learned the undead are chained to their graves.

- I'd give anything to chain you to yours.

- Were you going to throw that earth out of the window?

If you did, do you know what I'd have to do?

I'd have to go back for more before the next full moon.

That's all.

Well there's the window. ’

Go ahead scatter it. ’

- Let Julie alone.

Let us both alone.

Go away, anywhere.

Away from Bakunda.

- Where to?

This has all happened before, it'll all happen again.

No matter where I go.

Until the end of time.

- You look human.

Isn't there any human soul left in you?

Do you have to kill and destroy?

- On the contrary, I bring life to my victims.

Didn't you read that in your book?

Lisa will rise from her grave and walk again.

Just as I did.

So will Barrett.

So will Julie.

You bother with a dagger when even bullet couldn't hurt me?

You've forgotten your book Roy. ’

Go back to Julie while you still have a chance.

She won't be with you much longer.

(drums beating)

- Natives are gathering at their villages.

They've decided to take matters in their own hands.

They blame Fallon.

- Blame Fallon?

- Yes, I'm afraid this settles it.

- Fallon will have to leave Bakunda at once.

- Leave?

But you can't do that to him.

- It's for his own protection, Julie.

- Giving up everything?

That's protection?

- Oh please try to understand. ’’

- I think I do understand.

You're afraid.

Somebody has to be blamed, and Fallon's the outsider.

- Julie that's not the point. ’

- No, I can see that.

Fallon's tried to help in every possible way.

Yet you're willing to take away

everything he has and drive him out of here,

because these silly things have happened, and--

- Do you want to see him killed?

- I want to see you find out the truth.

Dad, don't you realize that driving Fallon out of here

isn't going to stop this thing?

It'll just start all over again

and then you'll have hurt him and all for nothing. ’

- I'm sorry.

I'm afraid we'll have to risk that.

- And you, Roy, are you going to risk it too?

Well, why don't you speak up?

Fallon saved your life not once, but twice.

He made that trek through the jungles with you,

and he's been taking care of you through your sickness.

Well, why don't you say something?

Why don't you defend your friend?

- Julie, please.

Roy's not well you shouldn't-- ’

- Well what's the matter with him? ’

What's the matter with all of us?

(door slamming)

- Julie's upset.

Nerves on edge.

We're all that way.

Don't let it worry you Roy. ’

I'm glad you're here, Father.

There's more trouble.

- Yes, I know.

I heard it on the drums.

That's the reason I came back.

- I'm on my way to see Webb Fallon.

I won't be long.

In the meantime, I wish you'd have a talk with Julie.

- I will Tom. ’

Roy, first I'd like to have a little talk with you.

You're the real reason I came back.

The drum says you are very ill.

Is it the fever?

Roy, look at me.

The drums say it isn't the fever.

That it's something else.

Something deeper.

Something that I can help you with.

Tell me about it.

- I, I can't, Father.

- Roy, you got to believe that a man's free will

cannot be controlled by another, unless he cooperates.

That's exactly what you've done.

You've let Fallon control your will.

It's up to you to stop it.

- What's the use, Father?

It's too late.

- It's never too late if you really want help.

The place for that help is the house of God.

Shall we go there together, Roy?

(loud knocking on door)

(loud knocking on door)

- Well Tom glad to see you. '’

- Good evening, Fallon.

Voodoo magic.

That's what I came to see you about.

- Come in, let's shut out that wind.

Ah, it's a lot of hocus pocus, I don't let it bother me.

- Well it's getting rather serious. ’

Do you know what those drums are saying?

- Sure, I can read the drums.

According to them, I'm the cause of all the trouble here.

Don't tell me you believe that, Tom?

- No, of course not.

But these rumors have a way of spreading,

of getting out of control.

It's gotten to a point, Fallon, where,

well, I'm concerned for your personal safety.

- Well, thanks Tom.

A glass of Sherry?

- No thank you. ’

- Do you think these rumors are as serious as all that?

- Enough that I'd like to see you leave Bakunda for a while.

Until this thing blows over.

- Leave my business?

What there is of it?

- I think it's a wise thing to do.

Oh, just for a month or so.

Of course, it won't solve our problem,

but at least it will clear you in the eyes of the natives.

I wish you'd consider it Fallon. ’

- It is considered, Tom.

And decided.

I'll leave Bakunda as quickly as possible.

- Thank you.

I don't think either one of us will regret it.

There is a boat scheduled to sail in the morning ’

the Bakunda Queen.

- Not the Bakunda Queen, Tom.

No skipper since the death of Barrett.

Don't worry, I'll find some way of leaving the country.

- Good night Fallon. ’

- Good night.

- Good luck.

(wind howling)

- Julie.

Listen to me.

(wind howling)

[Webb] Julie.

[Webb] Come to me Julie. ’

[Webb] Julie, I'm waiting.

[Webb] Come to me Julie. ’

(reverent music)

I'm here, Julie.

I've been waiting Julie. ’

Waiting.

- Julie?

Julie?

Oh, Simon Peter.

You're well, again.

- But not in the heart Mr. Roy. ’

Those drums, what they say about Mr. Fallon is true.

You must believe it.

- I do believe it.

I've believed it ever since that night

out in the jungle on the safari.

- And yet you do nothing, Mr. Roy?

- I couldn't.

It was like being sick with fever.

Even my tongue was tied.

- The curse of the undead.

- Roy.

You shouldn't be on your feet like this.

Sit down.

- I'm alright.

I'm well again.

Father Gilchrist helped me free myself of Fallon.

- Free yourself?

I don't understand.

- I've been under his control ever since

that night out on the safari.

I hadn't been able to tell anyone until tonight.

- I think we better be on our way Roy. ’

- Stay here with Julie.

Don't let her out of your sight.

Not for a second.

- Stay with Julie?

Where is she?

- Isn't she here?

- Not in her room.

I thought she was with you.

- Fallon!

She's gone to Fallon!

(doors thumping)

(doors crashing)

That box of earth.

It would be right there if he intended to come back.

- Well, that's, that's Julie's.

- She's gone, Tom.

With Fallon.

- What about the Bakunda Queen?

It's scheduled to sail at dawn.

- Not until next week.

There's no skipper to replace Barrett.

There's no other ship in port.

- Well if they went by motor ’ ’

they're either bound for Angana or Calabar.

I'll get Dellon to open the telegraph office.

- Not a chance in a million they went anywhere

but straight into the back country.

You can't telegraph into the jungle.

Oh, wait a second we can. ’

Simon Peter, the drums.

- No, no no wait. ’'

If we let the natives know Fallon's out there in the jungle,

there'll be an open fight.

I'm thinking of Julie.

- Tell the tribes this is our juju,

we don't want them to interfere.

We'll get Fallon ourselves.

All we want is their help to locate them.

Send it like that.

(drums beating)

(drums beating)

- Bakunda

(drums beating)

- That was Zamba's village.

They have seen nothing of Fallon or the lady.

- Ask them to relay our message,

and have each tribe that receives it relay it again.

(drums beating)

(drums beating)

(drums beating)

(drums beating)

(drums beating)

- Fallon and the lady have been seen

on the trail near the Malonga Village trekking north.

- Repeat the message that no one is to interfere.

Keep all the drums working.

We want a report on the drums

of their position each time they're seen.

(drums beating)

- Roy, there's no chance to get Carius now ’

we'll have to go alone, with light packs and rifles.

- Rifles are useless, Tom.

I mean against Fallon. ’

- Well, something's got to stop him.

- I'm going with you.

- Not on a trek like this.

- I know these jungles, Roy and I might be needed. ’

(drums beating)

- This is Atopa Village, Julie.

We can stop here.

- What was this place?

- A temple village,

sacred to the death god of a forbidden cult.

The cult was destroyed, but the temple was never touched.

Native taboo says that those who come here will die.

- What a terrible thing to worship death.

- There need be no death, Julie, if we know the way.

I can show you the way.

- Where can we rest?

- Up here.

This is the holy of holies, the temple of death.

Wait here, Julie.

(drums beating)

Come in, Julie.

We'll wait here until moonrise.

(drums beating)

- They were seen entering the Atopa Village.

- How far is that?

- About two hours, pushing hard.

The moon should rise in a little less than two hours.

- You mean, we can't make it?

- We've gotta make it.

- The path of time is curved upon itself like a circle,

without beginning, without end.

Man may follow that path forever if he chooses. ’

He need not walk alone.

We could walk that path together Julie. ’

We could visit worlds that no human eye has ever seen.

Will you come with me, Julie?

- I'll go with you, always.

- Sleep, Julie.

Sleep.

When the moon is risen, you will be beyond death.

- It's almost moonrise.

- Well let's keep going. ’

- Julie, this box contains the earth from my grave.

It's not a sign of death Julie. ’

It's a sign of power in another world.

After tonight, Julie, I'll no longer be alone.

You'll be with me, and walk with me through

the dark shadows of eternity.

Julie, listen to me.

Julie, the time is now.

(reverent music)

- [Webb] Pull it out, Roy.

It burns.

It's burning.

It's burning.

It burns.

(fire crackling)

(peaceful music)

- Roy.

- Are you alright, Julie?

(crashing sounds)

- It's like a terrible dream.

- But it's all over.