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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.
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 criticize 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.
Creature.
Make every road to Tatchester impassable for 20 miles.
That won't stop them. They will come by air.
Head be quiet ,.
Animus.
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.
You cannot do that . You cannot take life.
Don't tell me what to do.
Fill the countryside with the deepest snow
since ever the wolves began to run.
As for you...
...I will have you learn respect.
There.
Now, shut that noise and listen to me and tell me the truth.
Am I to have the Box of Delights today?
You have it...
...under your hand.
Again.
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 I
Is it here?
It isl.
Very near.
I shall ask the old man himself.
Master...
...don't leave me...
...like...
...this...
...upside...
down....
When I do what I have to do,
it won't matter whether you're upside down or not.
This way.
This way.
I should search for the Box.
The Box.
No. First the old man.
This way.
Quickly But 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!.
Cos 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.
And the cellars and dungeons will be flooded with water
when this wheel opens the sluicegates.
Come.
Trade with me.
But you do not possess the Box of Delights.
And you never will.
No?
Oh no I ,?.
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 had it under your hand.
You had it under your hand today,
and you didn't know.
Tell me where it isl.
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 wind,
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....
Shan't.
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.
The sluice is working beautifully.
There's a great head of water on the lake,
30 feet of dammed-up floodwater,
and it's coming just for you.
As for me, I'm going to my hiding place...
...far away.
You will not live.
All the exits to this place are now guarded
- by the police. - Police? At Chesters?
Then I shall give them a warm reception.
Sleep well,
old man.
If you can.
In here.
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
and I can't get back to my proper size.
And the water's roaring in, and he's got you all chained up,
and I don't know what to do.
Come on.
Come on, young gentlemen, as fast as you can.
Remember that time at Seekings,
when the wolves ran very close
yet I got away?
You went out through a picture on the wall, yes.
But there are no pictures here.
Come in here.
Well, now. Now,
I can't reach my coat.
If you rummage 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.
- Ah! . - What do I do?
Lay the...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.
Ah! So far so good .,.
Now, perhaps we'd better be shoving off.
We will see if we can save the other prisoners.
Yes, Caroline Louisa and Peter.
Alley-oop.
Help!.
Mr Hawlings, we a re going the right way?
We can but hope, Master Kay.
look!.
The Box The Box of Delights..
I'll get it.
- Hooray . - Hey presto.
Help!.
- That's Peter . - Help!.
Come on.
Help!.
Help!.
Coming Peter ,. Coming Caroline Louisa ,.
- Kay? - Peter Found you..
- Kay! . - Mr Hawlings the key ,.
We'll have you out in no time, Master Peter.
Thank heavens.
Well, if that place isn't the purple pim.
Coming Caroline Louisa ,.
I say Kay not before time ,,.
Ohhh.
Peter.
- You a re all right? - Yes.
This must be the way- .
Oh, this won't do.
look! Hold on..
Help!.
Help!.
Help!.
We must save the Bishop.
Come along, Your Grace. All aboard.
- I'll get in the front. - Right.
Good boy. Well done, Peter.
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" ,,,. Disappeared with two friends.
Oh!.
The sluicegate.
This place will be flooded to the ceiling.
If we're going to get out, we've got to go now.
Mr Hawlings- .
Abner.
Curse this fool of a thing.
Mr Hawlings . How can we get up there?
What a salmon can do a man can do.
Who the devil let you out?
Oh-ho-ho Abner ,.
Pouncer.
Did you really think to diddle me?
We've got all your jewellery, Abner.
Abner!.
No!.
Look! The whole place . is on fire.
It's burning everywhere.
Who are all those people?
Policemen.
The police are there- .
So, this is the place right there, by the jetty.
Your Grace- .
Your Grace.
How providential.
- What has brought you up here? - Ah, Your Grace,
the Chief here thought there must be
something in Master Harker's story after all,
the way he stuck to it. There you are,
Master Harker.
.? Inspector What's the time
Well, it must be nearly quarter to twelve midnight.
And I know what you're thinking, but there's been
such a snowstorm, and 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..
- 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.
Oh! . We're flying.
Yes Hold on Caroline Louisa .,.
Good heavens.
Hold tight, boys.
It's fading.
Herne the Hunter.
Mr Hawlings my friend Herne ,.
- Herne Ah! .. - Oh look! ,.
Herne the Hunter, keep your lions away from my unicorns.
This is handy. Right, all aboard.
Carefully.
Now, hold this end.
Even though, we've not much time.
No.
Darkness.
Christmas Eve, and the cathedral
in darkness.
- Your Grace . - Ah!.
I never did think I would see you again Thank the Lord..
But what's wrong here?
Some villain's been fiddling.
Oh, 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 d...?
Where in heaven's name is my mitre?
Here, My Lord, here.
Yes, just there. Splendid.
Thank you.
How do we light these?
Aha.
Oh!.
Up you go.
Come in.
Come in, the service will be held.
How wonderful to see you.
We had some adventures.
If those villains strike again...
.? Maria! In this holy place
You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
# 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. #
- .? - Kay! Kay
Wake up You're home . for the holidays.
Hmm? What?
What's the matter? Did you have a bad dream?
Oh, no, a wonderful one.
Merry Christmas.
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