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At least the house. It's

the only way I can meet the taxes. I'm

doing it for you.

If they seize the property, they'll tear

the house down.

The bottoms dropped out of the real

estate market. I was lucky because I was

able to work out the entire transaction

by mail. Mrs. Menieur of Philadelphia, a

widow with a housekeeper and two small

children.

Ohh What's the

glasses?

Oh, Martha! This is even more charming

than I imagined. Gull Cottage. Now that

we know where the gulls live, where do we

stay?I've never seen a house like this

before. Nobody ever seen a house like

this before. Where's the beach?

Can we go to the beach?Later, honey. I'm

gonna build a sandcastle! Make it three

bedrooms and we'll move in. This is

exactly what I had in mind. It's a dear,

gentle, lovely little house.

Mrs. Muir. Mrs. Muir. Mrs. Muir.

Oh, I'm playing more Craig, your real

estate agent. How do you do?We love the

house. Oh, here's your check back. What a

wonderful housewarming gift. Take it.

Mr. Craig, I don't understand. Well, I've

taken the house off the market. There's

no deal. You have a better offer?Oh, no,

no, that isn't it at all, Mrs. Muir. Well

I can't pay anymore and besides that I

have signed a lease. But I simply cannot

let you move into this house. But why?

Well uh uh for one thing it's uh look

it's uh terribly isolated. Well that's

perfect I'm a writer. No but oh it

wouldn't be safe for two women and two

small children. We have a dog.

Really Mrs. Me or you won't be happy here

the house is in very bad repair.

Oh, Martha, look. It's

enchanting. It is?Well, I must

admit it's musty and gloomy. Always

simply open the windows and air it out.

No, don't do that. Why not?Winds

blow here all the time. That's the way to

get rid of the mustiness. Over a hundred

miles an hour. That's the way to get rid

of the house. Let's look in the kitchen.

What a wonderful kitchen. If you happen

to be a pilgrim... Nothing works. Nothing

works. Oh, don't worry about that. Come

on, Scruffy. Come on. Come on

She hates the house, mom. Don't be a

snob, Scruffy. Scruffy! Well, if the dog

isn't gonna be happy here, Mrs. Muir, I

don't see-- You'll get used to it. Come

on, Candy.

What a magnificent man. Who is it?

The original owner of Gull Cottage, my

great uncle, Captain Daniel Gregg.

He's very handsome. Handsome is as

handsome does, Mrs. Muir. I'm sure

Captain Gregg did very handsomely. Maybe

he'd like some fresh air. Look, a window

seat. I love this house.

I'm going to paint these walls sea green.

What do you think of him, Jonathan?I

don't think he likes us. He's not alive

anymore, darling. He died before any of

us were born. I know. He told me.

What?He likes to pretend.

The captain said he wants to see the

blasted house shipshape in Bristolfashion!

Listen to him. He's been here 10 minutes,

and already he's an old salt. Jonathan?

What was that?The

wind in in the old chimneys. It'll keep

you up all night, the noises. Well,

that'll be a welcome change from the city

noises. Let's go upstairs.

Well, there's really nothing to see, Mrs.

Muir. This part of the house should have

been condemned years ago.

These stairs are unbearable. It'll keep

us all in shape.

What a charming room for the children.

Oh, it's lovely. Was it originally the

nursery?Oh, no, hardly. Captain Greg was

a bachelor. What a waste. Wait

a minute. That was the captain's cabin.

Well, it can be my bedroom. It's handy to

the children.

Oh, what a marvelous room. Mrs. Muir,

there have been disturbances here.

Disturbances?And noises. Oh, every old

house has noises. And happenings. That

can't be explained. Now, you mustn't let

your imagination run away with you. Does

the telescope go with the house?Oh, yes,

it stood right where it is over a hundred

years. I wouldn't touch that if I were

you. There's not a spike of dust.

Somebody's polished that.

Cancel Elise! Cancel Elise!

Mr. Greg. Mr. Greg.

Mr. Greg, are you all right?Is he?

Come on. Are you all right?There. Come.

Did you hear him laugh?That's wind in the

chimney. It's not wind in the chimney.

It's him in the chimney. Who here?

Captain Greg. Mr. Gray.

Mrs. Muir, you haven't a moment to lose.

Get the children and leave. We are not

leaving. This house is haunted. Gray.

Come on, let's get organized. I'm going

to call the hardware store and tell them

to send up a painter. Martha, you go in

the kitchen and see what you can do

there. Candy and Jonathan, start

unpacking. All hands.

Mrs. Muir

Mrs. Muir hi

I'm PV the painter Painter PV I've

been waiting for you Mr. painter PV PV

the price is 1.75 an hour

Is the work inside or outside?It's

inside. Sorry, ma'am, I only work outside

at Gold Cottage. Oh, Mr. Peavey, you

don't believe in ghosts, do you?Might.

Then again, might not. How about $2

an hour?Mighty funny sounds come out of

that house. $2.25?Fellow once saw a

bat come out of the

chimney. $2.50?man it be a fool to

listen to them old wives tales.

Last of the Yankee Clippers.

You going fish-paying today?Might.

Any hand, might not.

Like the color, son?I like it, but

he won't.

Don't believe in ghosts, do you?Might?

Then you might not.

That old sea dog don't scare me none.

Good night, Sweet Five. Boy, you'll both

sleep well tonight. You've had a big, big

day. It's

Captain Greg! It's Captain Greg! Now,

it's a power failure, dear. You can't

expect things like this in an old house.

That's why I put candles all around.

Captain Greg hates electric lights. How

do you know?He told me. Mommy, he's

trying to scare me. Make him stop. Stop

trying to scare your sister. I'm sorry.

Goodnight, Candy. Goodnight, Jonathan.

Goodnight, Mom. Goodnight, Jonathan.

Good night, Captain Gray. Mommy, he's

doing it again. Jonathan, stop

it. Don't tell me, tell him. All right, I

want you both to go to sleep. And you

too, Captain Gray.

I know you're there.

Stop acting like an adolescent. If you've

got something to say, say it. But if

there's anything I hate, it's a cowardly

ghost. Light the candle.

Light it.

Captain Greg?Madam, you called me

cowardly. It was not only rude, it was

inaccurate. Well, I I

may have been a scoundrel, but I was

never a coward. Your nephew,

Claymore Gregg, said you were here,

but... That miserable wart, that

spineless toad, related to me?

Never. I'm an only son of an only son. I

never met Claymore Gregg's grandmother in

my life. I've been trying to tell him

that for years, but every time he sees

me, he faints.

I'll say this much for you. You haven't

fainted. Disappointed. Now,

don't go too far. I've been easy on you.

That is because you said one or two

intelligent things since you've been

here. Damn unusual thing for one of your

sex. I take it you don't like women. It's

impossible to like women. Love them,

yes. Like them, no.

You must have been a very aggravating

man. Perhaps to women. I was

never tied to an apron string or put by

the fireplace like a pet poodle. Well, of

course, many tried. I suppose you

had a girl in every port. 1020, half

100 if I wanted. What happened?

Were you murdered by a jealous husband?

No, I kicked the blasted gas heater on

with my blasted foot. There was a

southwest scale blowing. I had to close

my bedroom windows. The coroner's jury

brought in a verdict of suicide because

my confounded cleaning woman testified

that I always slept with my windows open.

How would she know how I slept?She was

110 with a wart on her nose. Please don't

yell. Oh, the children can't hear me.

Now that we've moved in, I hope you'll be

kind enough to do your haunting

elsewhere. Elsewhere.

You do your living elsewhere. I've spent

my life's savings on this house. I meant

it to be a home for a tired seamen. Well,

then you should have put that in your

will. I didn't leave a will. Why not?

Because I didn't mean to kick the blasted

heater with my blasted foot. Well, it's

not my fault that you kicked the blasted

heater with your blasted foot. Blast is

not a lady's word. Blast! Blast,

blast!

We can't leave. We've spent all our

savings to move here. Oh, look, look

here. Look here, belay that.

Don't Don't cry.

This is ridiculous. There's no such thing

as a ghost. I never could

stand to see a woman cry. The minute I

saw this house, I seemed to belong here.

It was though it were welcoming me,

asking me to rescue it from

being empty.

Very well. You love the house.

That counts for you. And you have spunk.

That counts for you too.

You can stay. On

trial.

Thank you.

When can you pact?Pact?

Me?Well, we can't all live here as one

big happy family. Either you go or we

go. You're not turning me out on the

beach. I said you could stay. I'm being

reasonable and fair. You are being

unreasonable and unfair. Women never

change. The smartest thing I ever did was

to remain a bachelor. Goodbye, Mrs. Muir.

Captain Greg, don't you dare disappear

like that.

All right, if that's your final word,

we'll start packing immediately.

I really hate to leave this house. There

are other houses. I hate to leave the

beach. There are other beaches. I hate to

leave Captain Greg. There are other

ghosts. Jonathan, stop it.

Blast.

Bye, Captain Greg.

Lisa, quiet.

I bet the house is lonesome now. Ohh

Houses don't get lonesome. Listen, we all

have to shape up. This isn't the end of

the world. No, just the end of Gull

Cottage. I know I'm gonna miss it.

Every Halloween.

Let go of the wheel. Stop it! What's

in there, Mom?

Get out of the car. Let go. Who are

you talking to?To myself. There's no

village. You changed your mind. Oh, no, I

didn't.

Don't anyone get out. We're not staying.

We're not going either. I'll go in the

house and telephone for help. Oh, swell.

And we'll sit out here and freeze. All

right, we'll all go in.

Hey, the lights are set on!

Operator?

Blast.

How dare you bring us back?Oh, are you

back again?I thought I'd got rid of the

lot of you. Why did you stop

us?Stop you?You're

mistaken. I insist that you spirit our

things right back into the car. I'm not

surprised that you forced your way back

in here. Our trawlsome marvelous house.

With a marvelous ghost. And you're in so

deep. First and last month's rent. All

that money wasted. That is no concern of

yours. I admit the house is a bit run

down, but it can be fixed

and it's ideal for the children.

You don't want us to leave, but you won't

admit it. You're afraid to stay, but you

won't admit it.

Well, I suppose, since you're here, I

might as well let you spend the night.

I don't need your permission. I have a

lease. Quite. Well, I'll

keep watch on the bridge right above our

room. Our room.

Well, it was my room at one time. No

need to blush, Madam. After all, I'm

only a spirit, remember?But

I see you. Only an illusion.

Now you see me. Now you. You

come back here. As you wish.

I won't agree to stay unless I'm

completely free to go. My dear,

when you really want to go, I won't be

able to stop you.

You stopping this time?To die.

To die.

I never once allowed a woman on board my

ship, but if I had known

you 100 years ago, I would have

carried you off to sea and shown you how

beautiful the world can be. I'd have

met my match in you.

Lord knows I waited for you

and hunted for you.

How was I to know you hadn't even been

born yet?

So you won't remember any of this when

you wake up, Madam. You shan't have that

advantage over me.

How sad that you

were not born in my time.

in yours.