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Saints alive!

Must have dropped off.

And still no sign of that dratted Pouncer.

Well...

she has missed her chance.

Command me, Master.

(ABNER) How go our plans?

Your agents have captured every clergyman attached to the cathedral staff.

- Does all go well? - No.

You should have begun much later in the day.

You have given them time to act against you.

Don't criticise me, Head!

What are they planning to do against me?

Telephoning and telegraphing around the whole of England

to find substitute clergymen for the midnight service.

- With what success? - Not much...yet.

It is Christmas,

and all the clergy are busy in their parishes,

but the nation HAS been roused

and substitutes will be found.

Then I shall stop them getting to Tatchester!

Slave of the night...

..appear!

Dislocate all railway traffic for 20 miles around the town of Tatchester.

Jam the points.

That won't stop them. They will come by road.

(ABNER YELLS) Creature!

Make every road to Tatchester impassable for 20 miles.

That won't stop them. They will come by air.

Head, be quiet!

Animus!

Take this bag,

open its strings

and fill the countryside with a blizzard of snow.

Let any clergyman who tries to get through be buried under six feet of snow

and not discovered until next spring!

He cannot do that. He cannot take life.

Don't tell me what to do!

Animus, flood the countryside with the deepest snow

since ever the wolves began to run!

As for you...

I will have you learn respect!

- (HEAD PROTESTS) - There!

Now shut that noise, listen to me and tell me the truth.

Am I to have the Box of Delights today?

You have it under your hand.

Under my hand.

Is it here?

Who has brought it?

No, of course, you mean it metaphorically.

Somewhere in this building...

is the Box of Delights!

Why are you rolling your eyes?

You'd roll your eyes, too, if you were upside down.

Somebody there?

Where is that box of delights?!

(MOUTHS)

- Is it near? - It is very near.

I shall ask the old man himself.

(HEAD WAILS) Master!

Don't leave me like this!

Upside down!

(ABNER) When I do what I have to do,

it won't matter whether you're upside down or not!

(GURGLING PROTEST)

(WAILS)

(FOXY FACED CHARLES) This way.

(WHISPERS) This way!

- Should search for the box. - The box!

No. First, the old man.

This way.

Quickly and ever so quietly.

Cole Hawlings!

Or may I call you Ramon Lully?

Yes, I know your secret.

The time has come for us to strike a bargain.

You can never escape from here.

I will sell you the Box of Delights in exchange for your Elixir of Life.

- Will you deal? - No.

Because you're a greedy scoundrel, unfit to have long life.

I will make the offer once more, and only once,

but, first, know your fate.

At the touch of this switch,

the whole of Chesters Missionary College - so-called -

will explode into flames.

The cellars and dungeons will flood with water

when this wheel opens the sluice gates.

Come.

Trade with me.

But you do not possess the Box of Delights, and you never will!

No?

Oh, no?!

Well, boy, the waterfall has taken some of the impudence out of you.

I made it run faster and fiercer into your face,

and there's an eternity of it ahead of you

if you don't tell the gentleman what you told me -

that I shall have the Box of Delights by midnight tonight.

No! You shan't!

Boy...

You told me that I should have it!

I did not. I said you'd have it under your hand,

and you've had it under your hand.

You had it under your hand today and you didn't know.

Tell me where it is!

I won't tell you another thing!

You can peg me under the waterfall, or melt me in the fire,

or blow me through the winds,

yet I will never tell you another thing...

except that...

you had the box today,

and you didn't know it!

So, squish to you!

(ABNER YELLS)

I shan't!

I shan't be pegged under the waterfall ever again!

I've been set free!

You see? You have deceived yourself.

The box will not be yours, and my secret will never be yours, whatever happens to me.

Very well.

But I shall have my revenge.

For I am going to drown you - drown you like a rat in a trap!

- Listen! - (RUMBLING)

The sluice is working beautifully.

There's a great head of water on the lake.

30 feet of dammed-up flood water, and it's coming just for you!

As for me,

I'm going to my hiding place far away.

You will not leave.

All the exits to this place are now guarded by the police.

Police?

At Chesters?

(POLICE CAR BELLS RING)

Then I shall give them a warm reception!

Sleep well, old man...

..if you can (!)

(YELLING)

(SHOUTING)

Well done, Master Harker.

But I wouldn't keep that size if I were you.

Mr Hawlings, I've lost your box, and now I can't go swift nor get back to my proper size.

The water's roaring in, you're chained up and I don't know what to do!

Come on. As fast as you can.

You remember at Seekings when the wolves ran very close,

yet I got away?

You went out through a picture on the wall.

- But there are no pictures here. - Come in here.

Well done. Now, I can't reach my coat.

If you rumpage in the pocket, there's a pencil there, and you may find some paper.

It's huge. I couldn't lift that!

Well, get into the pocket, Master Harker.

Inside, you may find a broken off bit of lead and a crumpled ticket or something.

Any luck?

I've got them. What do I do?

(COLE) Lay the card on the floor.

Now, are you any good at drawing?

- Not very. - Then let me guide your hand.

Splendiferous!

That's the best drawing I've ever done!

So far so good.

Now, perhaps we'd better be shoving off.

We must see if we can save the other prisoners.

Yes - Caroline Louisa and Peter.

(COLE) Allez-hup.

Help!

(KAY) Mr Hawlings, we are going the right way?

We can but hope, Master Kay.

(KAY) Look!

The box! The Box of Delights! I'll get it!

- Hurray! - Hey, presto!

- Help! - That's Peter!

- Help! - Come on.

Help!

Help!

(KAY) Coming, Peter! Coming, Caroline Louisa!

(PETER) Kay? (KAY) Peter! Found you!

Mr Hawlings - the key!

We'll have you out of there in no time, Master Peter.

Thank heavens! Well, if that place isn't the purple pim!

- (WOMAN SHOUTS) Kay? - Coming, Caroline Louisa!

I say, Kay - not before time!

Peter!

- You ARE all right? - Yes.

(COLE) This must be the way.

(KAY) Careful, Peter.

There's a jagged bit on the floor here.

(COLE) Oh, this won't do.

(THEY CHEER)

Look! Hold on!

(BISHOP) Help! Help!

Help!

We must save the bishop.

Come along, Your Grace. All aboard!

(PETER) I'll get in the front. (CAROLINE LOUISA) Good boy! Come along.

Bishop - I mean, Your Grace - how did you get out?

One of the gang - name of Joe, I think.

"Tush, Abner," he said. "Tush!" And disappeared with two friends.

- (ROARING CRASH) - The sluice gate!

(COLE) This place will be flooded to the ceiling. If we're going to get out, we've got to go now.

(KAY) Mr Hawlings!

(PETER) Abner!

Curse this fool of a thing!

Golly! How can we get up there?

What a salmon can do, a man can do!

Who the devil let you out?!

(DRONING ENGINE)

(LAUGHS)

- Oh, Abner! - Pouncer!

Did you really think to diddle me?

We've got all your jewels, Abner!

Abner!

(SCREAMS OF LAUGHTER)

Agh!

(POUNCER LAUGHS)

Agh!

(THEY WHOOP AND CHEER)

(PETER) Look! The whole place is on fire.

(KAY) Burning everywhere!

(CAROLINE LOUISA) Who are those people? The police are there!

(CHIEF CONSTABLE) Inspector! What's that light over by the jetty?

(CHIEF CONSTABLE) Your Grace!

- Your Grace! - How providential!

What has brought you up here?

The chief thought there must be something in Master Harker's story after all.

There you are, Master Harker.

- What's the time? - It must be nearly quarter to twelve midnight.

I know what you're thinking, but the drifts are ten feet high between Tatchester and here.

Nevertheless, my friends, we must try.

Yes.

It's no use. Abner Brown made this storm with his magic.

Mr Hawlings! Link hands!

Tell everyone. Link hands, and let us go swift!

Oh, Master Kay - one little box and so many people.

Very well. Hold hands, everyone.

And let us go swift!

(EVERYONE EXCLAIMS WITH DELIGHT)

(KAY) Hold on, Caroline Louisa!

Good heavens!

Help! Kay!

- Hold tight, boys. - (CRIES OF ALARM)

Hold on, Peter!

Herne the Hunter!

- Mr Hawlings! My friend, Herne! - Herne!

Herne the Hunter, keep your lions away from my unicorns!

(BISHOP) This is handy. Right, all aboard. Carefully.

- Even now, we've not much time. - No.

Darkness. Christmas Eve and the cathedral in darkness!

Your Grace!

I never did think I would see you again. Thank the Lord!

- But what's wrong here? - Some villain's been fiddling.

I shall do it, Your Grace. I've another ten minutes.

- You shall have your lights. - I hope so!

Hymn books, candles...

Vestments. Where the dev...?

- Where in heaven's name is my mitre? - Here, my lord.

Yes, just there. Splendid.

Thank you.

(KAY) How do we light them? (PETER) Aha!

(PETER) Hold on. (CAROLINE LOUISA) Up you go.

(CLOCK BEGINS TO STRIKE TWELVE)

Come in! The service WILL be held.

(CAROLINE LOUISA) Jemima, Susan, Maria! How wonderful to see you!

(PETER) We've had some adventures!

- If those villains strike again... - Maria! In this holy place!

(LAUGHING) You ought to be ashamed of yourself!

(LAST STROKE OF TWELVE)

(CHOIR) O come, all ye faithful

Joyful and triumphant

O come ye

O come ye

To Bethlehem

Come and behold him

Born the King of angels

O come, let us adore him

O come, let us adore him

O come, let us adore him

Christ the Lord

God of God

Light of light

Lo, he abhors

Not the Virgin's womb

Very God

Begotten not created

O come, let us adore him

O come, let us adore him

O come, let us adore him

Christ the Lord

(CHRISTMAS BELLS RING OUT)

Kay!

Kay!

Wake up. You're home for the holidays.

What's the matter? Did you have a bad dream?

Oh, no, a wonderful one.

Merry Christmas!

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