All language subtitles for Death Watch [1980]_EN1

Still having trouble with tears?

No, they stopped.

Can you feel any pressure?

In my eyes or in general?

No, there's no pressure anymore,

not even when I change focus.

That's good; it's healing.

Hey.

It's all right.

Like hell it is,
turn the light on.

You can take a few
minutes of dark

before there'd be
any permanent damage.

Um, how many?

Never been done, has it,

this kind of thing?

No.

A few.

Well, let's keep a
light on, thank you.

You should always
carry a light source.

All this technology but
it still comes down

to the basics, doesn't it?

It all depends on
a $1.98 Everready.

Walk around like a boy scout.

What do you do during
the nights?

I daydream.

No, I read, watch TV.

Have you been able to sleep?

Takes a bit of
concentration, you know?

But yeah, I've been
able to nap sometimes

and still keep my eyes open,

no problem with that.

Pills are working--
you don't get tired?

Nope.

I never did like
to sleep much anyway.

Always afraid I'd
miss something.

Well, when's my next tune up?

You won't need one.

I'm ready.

Mr. Ferra.

Mr. Ferra, why did you
let them do that to you?

Let them?

This way I'll never forget
how pretty you are.

What's he doing?

Yeah.

What the hell's going on?

He's having fun.

He told me he walked
all that first day,

just walked,
doesn't remember where.

He didn't come home.

No, why should he?

We haven't been together
for almost three years.

Half of marriage is a habit
anyway, don't you think?

Three years he must
have made new habits,

broken old ones, like me.

No, not quite.

He asked me if it had
made him different,

if I'd noticed any... change.

No, I don't think so.

I wanted it too much.

Want a beer?

Oh, cheers.

Okay.

Um, okay, you can stop
now, okay?

So long, see ya.

Hey, Vincent.

How did you find me?

-I just have to
-Or did you turn me on?

Yes.

Listen, we got a problem.

The guy who you're
supposed to cover

died an hour ago.

Are you kidding me?

No.

We've got someone
else that seems

very promising.

Who? Not that painter.

No, too much self pity,

like you said.

There she is.

What does she do?

Computer book.

Gorgeous.

She a programmer?

Well, bestsellers.

Here, let's talk in the car.

Troubles, troubles.

Hey, you going on safari?

What?

Man told me this was
for relaxed weekends.

It's only Tuesday.

Yeah, computer book junk.

Vincent, how was
the first stuff?

Beautiful.

Not too grainy?

No, perfect.

There was a few panning shots

that blurred when
you were playing

around, but, uh, it was

gorgeous stuff, beautiful work.

Vince.

Hmm?

When did your handkerchief die?

What do you mean?

How are the kids?

Well, as can be expected,

Neils is out of school

with a sprained wrist.

How'd he do that?

I did it.

"'I don't need a man,'

she said indistinctly."

"'You're too much
like a nun

in that black
thing,'

he muttered."

"'I can't touch you
when you look like that.'"

So?

So.

It reminds me of
somebody I know.

She signed?

No, we haven't
approached her yet.

I'd like to be there
when you do.

Nervous?

It'd be nice if she does it.

What, break down?

I don't mind a certain
amount of involvement.

I'd rather like her.

How's Tracy?

Have you seen her lately?

No, why?

Just wondering how
she took the news

of your promotion.

Promotion?

No, she doesn't know
anything about it.

Why, should she?

Good friends.

Mrs.Mortenhoe is here.

Send her in, please.

Remember, Doctor, I want
this to be handled

very delicately.

I've done it before, you know.

It's my business.

No, Doctor, it's my business.

I don't want her
just to be told.

I want her to be receptive.

Totally receptive.

Gets to you, doesn't it?

Is there enough light to cover

her entrance?

Mrs. Mortenhoe, Katherine,

come in.

Hello, Doctor.

How are things
at Publishing House?

Thank you.

Don't thank me.

Thank Harriet.

Harriet.

Yes, my enemy, my machine.

You two still at war, then?

I think she's winning.

Ahh, that's because
she doesn't run

herself down.

She's winning because
everyone wants

to read how pretty everybody is

and the world.

Katherine...

The world's not such a
bad place,

- hmm?
- No.

But it's not as empty-headed

and undisturbed and cute

as Harriet thinks it is.

Is it, Doctor?

No.

Is that new?

What?

The mirror.

No, it's always
been there.

- Please.
- Thank you.

Great, huh?

What is it?

Were the last tests as bad

as the first ones?

You mentioned last
time about, um,

forgetting names,
dropping things.

Sometimes, so?

So I have terrible bis
for broken dishes.

So what?

Seems you're dying, Katherine.

Hey, just because I forget
a few names?

What do you mean,
"It seems I am"?

You are dying.

You don't take
good care of things.

Nobody's dying anymore,

not from sickness.

However, the surgeries,
en masse,

cutting and stitching...

No surgery.

I want--I'll have it done.

It's no good.

I want surgery.

It won't stop it.

It won't stop what?

What is it, Doctor?

Whatever it is,
whatever it takes,

I want it fixed.

I can clear the time right now.

Katherine, there's no
cure for your condition.

There's no surgical cure.

How long will that take?

Not long.

How long?

Two months, less.

How much less?

I'll be on my way then.

I thought you'd want
to know what it is.

No.

I just do it.

I don't have to know

how to say it.

Alright.

But be quick.

Well?

It's really that
that's incurable.

What?

Your impatience.

You're in continual rebellion.

Things outrage you.

It's the way that you are.

Isn't that so?

Yes.

Do you think you could change?

I don't want to.

No.

People used to get
ulcers, cancer,

go mad.

We don't let them anymore.

I did check with other
doctors if you'd like

to see...

No.

Thanks very much, Doctor.

Wait, Katherine.

There'll be pain.

So?

You don't have to
go through that.

Don't wait for it to happen.

Start on these now.

I'll come with you
to the lift.

So, you want to edit?

Should we go along?

What's her husband like?

No problem.

Profile says comfortable,
adjusted.

His name's Harry Graves.

Nobody named Harry
is ever a problem.

Graves?

Then what's Mortenhoe,
her maiden name?

That first marriage
to a Gerald Mortenhoe.

Wonder why she kept
the name.

It's a nice name.

Maybe she likes it.

It's harder to
spell than Graves.

Do you have the time, please?

The time?

She looked fine
near ending, Casey.

Proposal two.

Lover walks out, only me.

Reject.

See, I told you.

Explain.

She'll cross-check
her plot memory,

find out we used it
in Dick Slocum.

You can't win.

The hell I can't.

Proposal three.

Same as two but change
Cavalo Station.

A man alone on beach
appears nude watching.

At last.

I just wanted to win once.

Does it make sense
to have a machine

named Harriet writing
novels for us?

Are we too exhausted
from building you

to make up our own stories?

Fuck you, Harriet.

Mrs. Mortenhoe.

Who are you?

D. Matthieson.

I think I've heard
something of yours.

I--I'm with
News Print Limited.

No, a novel.

Is there, um,
a backway home?

Why?

The word's out.

Leave me alone, Mr. Matthieson.

I can't!

You're about to become
a celebrity.

A celebrity?

Why?

We need it.

What?

More gossip?

Tragedy, Mrs. Mortenhoe,

or at least to come close

to someone dying.

Or there's a certain sad
fame about it,

in dying the old way.

Not in flames, in a crash,

or a border war,
we've had that

up to here.

I mean in the way
it's--forgive me--

the way it's happening

to you.

We miss the real
thing.

Anything I can do to help.

In return for an exclusive,

just interviews
and still photos.

The news will stop
any other intrusions

on your privacy, by law.

There is not going
to be any intrusion,

Mr. Matthieson.

You can't stop it.

Do you really think I'm going

to let in TV cameras and lights

and crews into my life,

my home?

Play it safe, Mrs. Mortenhoe.

We'll cover the
story fair and square.

Interviews won't last
more than an a couple

of hours a day.

Until when?

Until you can't anymore,

or you stop making sense.

I remember your book now.

It was fun.

Oh, and you'll get some money.

About a tenth of
what NTV will pay,

but you won't have camera crews

in the way.

They pay you to die in public.

To die young in public.

Sorry.

I'd rather go poor in private.

You can't.

But thanks.

How do you feel about this?

Can you tell us
they're paying you, please?

Can you tell us
they're paying you, please?

Can you tell us
they're paying you, please?

I made some tea,
but it got cold.

I wanted milk, anyhow.

Is that new?

Do you like it?

Soft.

Katherine...

The word is out, I know.

So you don't have
to try to make it

easy or break it gently.

Katherine.

Katherine!

Where are you?!

Please, don't come in!

I said, "Don't come in."

Go on.

I'll be right out.

Katherine.

Try to understand how
hard it is for me,

for me too.

I'm not that young anymore.

And my wife is...

All right, Harry, I know.

I know.

Okay.

Vincent Ferriman called.

Who?

He was on the phone deck.

Ferriman, from NTV.

Do you want to see him?

Vincent Ferriman here.

Katherine, I feel I know
you well enough

to call you that after
talking to Harry this noon.

What?

Phoned me in
the office.

First, I'm very perturbed
about several things

that have happened in
the last few hours.

Um, the billboard was a disgrace

and I apologize
for it.

How much?

What?

Did he offer?

I barely listened.

Can you imagine what it was.

Don't you remember
how much he offered?

I think it was
$500,000.

I told him to shove it.

What'd you do?

I closed my eyes.

You can blink.

It doesn't show it
at 19 frames.

Beautiful.

Beautiful stuff.

Who was that still
photographer

that made dirty kids
in ugly alleys

look beautiful?

Jacob Rhys.

Yeah.

That one there.

Did you cry?

Oh, that's something
in my eye.

Katherine, there's no cure...

She's a good choice, Vince.

Yeah, and she got
the face for it.

Not a thing on it.

Everything shows.

How long?

Oh, God.

Why do I have
to look so grim?

Can't I ever smile?

Well, they say one picture's

worth 1,000 words.

Yes?

Which line?

She's here.

Katherine Mortenhoe's here.

Well, well.

What do you think?
She came to sign?

I don't know.

Send her in.

Let it go.

Why?

I'll film her
from the corner.

No, no, wait
a minute.

It's all right.

Be careful.

Be careful.

Hello, come in.

Mrs. Mortenhoe, would you like

to sit down?

What is it?

Is there something?

You look exactly the
way I thought you'd look.

Perfect.

I try to be.

Get someone else.

But we've decided
you're the best.

Who decided?

NTV.

It isn't up to NTV.

Yes, it is.

But you have to agree.

I don't agree.

I'm saying no now.

But there's great
interest in you already.

It'll die down.

We won't let it die down.

Nonsense.

I can stay home and
in three days...

No, no, that won't work

because we'll just
make a mystery

out of it, headlines,
"Katherine Mortenhoe,

Where Is She Hiding?
What Is She Hiding?"

Not a damn thing.

I just want to get
out of this life on my own.

I can, you know?

Easily.

A suicide?

You won't even use the word.

You're right.

I can understand your
impulse to withdraw,

to slip away modestly.

You do?

Yes, of course, I do.

That's what I'd
want to do at first.

But then I'd ask myself,

"What do the people want?

What do the people need?"

Just to share this
time with you.

That's all.

Just to be there with you.

To go through it with you.

To face it with you.

That's all.

There are private things.

Are there?

Why?

You found a home, didn't you?

In NTV?

Yes.

Everything's of interest
but nothing matters.

I don't understand.

I know.

I have to sign something,

don't I?

Agree to it, before you can
bring cameras in.

I was hoping that's
why you came here,

to sign.

Don't make me laugh.

They yellow jackets?

Pardon me?

Those pills.

No.

Memory hypes?

Are you a pharmacist?

I was on Beauties,you know.

"To deepen the awareness

of beauty and the sense of awe."

Sense of awe?

Very nice.

These are un-sleeping pills.

Oh.

I've seen you here before.

There are not many
places open this late.

You're not married.

Get that from a guessing pill?

Are you?

Not anymore, no.

So you loved her.

Oh, yeah.

One can love someone
and not be able

to live with them.

You can.

So...

So...

Probably it wouldn't
have worked out.

Yeah, maybe not.

Well, I hope the night
doesn't take too long.

Yeah, me too.

Say hello if you
see me here sometime.

No matter who I'm with.

They say sentries
can learn to sleep

with their eyes open.

Is that how he
got through the nights?

Maybe he did.

But did he learn
to dream that way.

I don't think
it's possible.

Terrible things happen
to laboratory animals

kept from dreaming.

Did you know that?

Never find their
way back somehow.

You're going to give up so fast?

Hello, Trace.

Still haven't
mowed the lawn?

Growing a beard?

I haven't shaved yet.

Couldn't wait to get over?

Come on in.

How about some breakfast?

Hmm?

Or I can do it.

Remember Sunday's?

No!

No real bread?

You've picked a bad day.

I've got a Saturday Market-Card.

Oh, these will do fine.

You didn't come
for breakfast anyway.

Then why, do you think?

Who knows with you.

I thought you'd come back.

You did?

For about 20 seconds.

Then I thought...

to see Junior,
but I noticed no toy.

Wear your hair longer now.

Two years longer.

Trace...

Do you have enough
of everything?

This is fine.

No, I mean, everything.

You and Junior,
because I have this.

Of course I don't.

And I can send more.

There's no man around.

And you can keep
what you've got.

Why are they giving you more?

It's for an experiment
I'm involved with.

A new process.

I'll be the first one
to ever use it.

New toy?

Dammit, you always do this!

It is for Vincent, isn't it?

So?!

That's why you're here
at sun up

for me to tell you
it's all right.

Boy, nothing's changed.

No?

Nothing's changed.

Then what do you even care

if I'm here or not?

Maybe I don't.

That's what I'm
beginning to think.

Maybe...

there's something
left of you.

Is there?

A bit of yourself?

What do you want
me to say nice things

about me for?

Who else would do it?

You?

I might.

Trace...

Come on, Trace.

Come on.

I was always that, hmm?

If it went bad.

He's going to fuck his wife.

Ex-wife.

Do you want to cut the VTR?

No, no, let's wait a minute

and see what happens.

It's all right.

Come on.

What is it?

Tracey...

Tracey...

Just get the hell
out of here, will you?

Just get the hell
out of here, will you?

Dr. Klausen.

Yes?

Do you think we
started him too soon?

What bothers you?

The emotion and
the stress factor?

Yeah.

The tests show he can
handle it very well.

But did you not tell him
you would not monitor

all the time?

Well, yeah, but...

He knew I would.

You want some coffee?

Sure.

That one's a pretty snatch.

Why are you sitting in the dark?

Is there any hot water?

Think so.

Shall I playback calls?

No, no.

Do you want me to sign, Harry?

No.

Well, what is it then? Why are
you sitting here in the dark?

Why do you shut
the blinds now?

Double lock the door?

I don't want to have
to hide here.

Afraid to read our mail,
answer the phone,

wait for what?!

For you to get fever?

Forget my name,
forget your own!

And then start to resent me?

No, no.

You do know.

I don't, Harry!

But tomorrow you will.

You'll have to.

What else will there be to do?

I could finally feel
that way about you.

When are they coming
to fix this window?

Next week.

They said that a month ago.

Glass.

Do you have any money, Harry?

You mean saved up?

No.

I don't want their money.

It would be mine.

Don't sign.

But don't die here?

Papa.

Papa!

Oh, just in time.

Good.

What for?

I play chess now.

Were you notified?

No.

Yes!

We all play chess now.

That's it.

What can I do for you?

Spend some time.

All you want?

I love people your age.

My daughter Katherina
is about your age

I would guess.

Do you happen to know her?

I'm not sure.

Oh.

You would remember.

Spirited as hell.

But with no loss of loveliness.

Lovely.

She doesn't sound bad.

No.

Not at all.

Well...I play chess now.

[speaking German]

Ich Weiss,Papa.

Hey.

Watch my graying locks.

[speaking German]

Took hours to
get it just so.

You can finish
your puzzle now.

It's finished.

What's a matter with you?

Remember how it used
to be with old people?

Years of senility
and fear?

There's none of that now.

They die.

How? Happily?

They don't even know
that they're dying.

And that's better?

Do you remember the day
you brought your father in here?

His hallucinations?

They were stories,

so imaginative,
wonderful stories.

Nothing to do with
the imagination.

His capillaries weren't
getting enough oxygen

into his brain.

Maybe that's what
imagination is.

We anchor slow
dissolving chemicals

into their arteries.

It's disgusting.

What is?

How pleased they are?

How friendly?

Is that disgusting to you?

Do you miss the misery,
Mrs. Mortenhoe?

Yes!

And the chance for...

the possibility of joy.

This isn't the worst
way to end a life.

Goodbye, Doctor.

It's a fair contract, trust me.

Except the amount.

That'll have to be
$650,000.

Truly impossible.

Nothing's impossible, Vincent.

Did you ever think
I'd be here pen in hand?

Never.

But...take $500,000.

This is the only
death I've got to sell.

So sell it for five?

I throw it away for six.

Done.

I'm starving.

Do you have anything
to eat?

Coffee and sandwiches?

That's all right.

Coffee and sandwiches.

Yes sir.

Have you been, uh,
taking your medication?

Medication?

Why, I assumed there
was something for the pain

or vertigo?

Vitamins, I take religiously.

Are you married?

Yes.

Surprised?

No.

I have three children.

Thank you.

Where's the money?

D-don't you want
to finish lunch?

I am finished.

Cash.

In advance.

Half in advance
and half deposited

to the order of Harry Graves.

This is the voucher for cash.

This is an open
voucher for travel.

Where'd you like to go?

Anywhere?

Anywhere.

Tasmania.

Just for the sound of it.

Tasmania.

Fine.

Good at any transport office.

Travel for two.

A round-trip and a one-way.

I've made them both round-trips.

Oh.

You're a sentimental man.

Would you like to begin
coverage at once then?

Wait.

Give me the rest
of today and tomorrow.

Why?

For old times?

Okay.

Oh God!

What's wrong?

Oh God!

VINCE: Get me Mason.

WOMAN: Mason?

VINCE: Dr. Mason, dammit!

Get him over here now!

And get me the unit medic.

Katherine, what is it?

Can you breathe?

Where the hell
is Roddy?

Find him, and a standby
crew in my office now.

Why?

We're not supposed
to start for 36 hours.

Cancel all of it.

All of it?

Yes, all of it.

How'd you know
Dr. Mason?

He's my family doctor.

What kind of a stunt was that?

Just to show you how easy it is

to lose everything.

You can take that lamp
out of the 600,000.

The second half.

Is it really
from Zanzibar?

Hey, where--
where's Zanzibar?

One of those places:

Everybody's heard of it,
nobody knows where it is.

See if you can guess
where this tree's from.

Zanzibar.

Zanzibar.

Oh, please,
ladies and gentlemen!

Please!

Don't push! Please!

Mrs. Mortenhoe?

Mr. Ferriman ordered
driver and limo.

You have things to do.

Thirty-six hours,
anywhere within city limits.

Let's start high, Harry.

The pit of hell
opens in a week.

Only Jesus can save!

Come and join
the army of the Lord!

How much?

It's supposed to be real hair.

How much?

You got lots of money?

Yes.

Give me your shoes
for it or your coat.

You're all right?

Yes, fine.

See anything
you like here?

I found a few things.

Can I have a bit
of the money?

Yes, surely.

What's the matter,
it's not enough?

No.

I won't be long.

Take your time.

Tell me,
the Dole is enough?

Keeps us out
of downtown,

which is what
it's for, isn't it?

Yes.

I suppose so.

Beat it.

Where's the misses?

Smells good, doesn't it?

Awful, bloody awful.

Won't be staying
for supper then?

Where is she?

Oh, changing.

It won't be long.

Commercial break.

Now we pause for
a few brief words

from our sponsors.

Stay with us.

Be right back.

Be right back.

No Roddy, but keep trying.

Just a coffee and cognac, Henri,

s'il vous plaîs.

These are ostrich.

Wow, exotic.

So is the price.

You know how difficult
it is to catch an ostrich?

It has to do with
the entire ensemble.

Just the top copy.

This happens
not to be an ensemble.

Unlike, ahem, ahem...

Think that'll be enough cash?

That depends.

For a week, let's say.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Congratulations.

Who's the lucky guy?

I don't know.

It's like I don't
know her anymore either.

Some way to find out
your daughter's married.

You remember her, Roddy?

Allegra?

Oh yeah.

Nobody else has
sunset-color hair.

I'm sorry, Vince.

Let's go for a walk.

Nope, you can't.

We found Katherine Mortenhoe.

Where?

Gatesbridge.

-Almost got loose.
-Mhmm

This lady won't
die easily, Vince.

I know.

She's perfect for us.

She's perfect for us.

She's perfect for us.

She's perfect for us.

Lights out
in 20 minutes travelers!

Breakfast will
be at 8:00.

Without the moonlight
behind it,

that'd just broken bottles.

Lights out
in 20 minutes travelers.

That's okay, Vicar,
I can play in the dark.

Excuse me, father.

Do you keep
any lights on?

You see, I'm afraid
of the dark.

We're all afraid
of something, my son.

I'm glad to hear it.

Those above
the pillows.

Thank you.

Want a cookie?

No, no thank you.

Hiya.

Would you mind changing
bunks with me?

See, I've got this...

See, I've got this
fear of getting

peed on at night.

Let me say something,
I'm gonna be very brief.

See this bone, it's
your septum,it's very hard.

But this outer edge
of my hand here,

it's like cement.

And I promise you,
if you don't take the lower,

which is just as nice
as the upper,

I'm gonna crack
your septum in half.

Real neat.

So you'll never take a
clear breath of air again

your whole life.

So it's okay with you?

The lower?

The lower?

Want a fruit-nut bar?

Want a fruit-nut bar?

I'm sorry.

Pity...don't see.

Here.

Spring water,
it's not whiskey.

I swear.

No, I don't swear,
but it'll warm you.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

What's the time?

It's very late.

D-d-don't you sleep?

I need to get rocked.

You warmer now?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Feel better?

Yeah.

Yes.

Yes.

Listen,
how does it look?

Bright enough?

How about the
scene on the bed?

Make sure you use the moment
she dropped the pills.

Talk to you when
I get a chance.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Father?

Yes?

I don't want to die.

Are you with us
to receive mass?

Are you with us
to receive mass?

Good morning.

You look better.

Thanks.

I'm sorry to have
to ask you again,

but would you mind?

You have dark rings
under your eyes.

Mm.

I was up all night
with a sick friend.

You feel better?

It passes, thank you.

For those of you wishing
to leave the city,

you can
receive TR

as soon as we have
your prints.

What's he
talking about?

Prints?

Pictures?

No, fingerprints.

Why do they want fingerprints?

So we don't come back.

So we don't come back.

So we don't come back.

So we don't come back.

I'm certain, father,
what you've given

you'll get back.

Good cause, good weather!

Good cause, good weather!

Why'd you do that
back inside?

I don't like to cooperate.

Me neither.

Where are you headed?

Why haven't you
asked my name?

What's your name?

I've been called Kate.

How are you, Kate?

I'm Roddy.

Hello, Roddy, how are you?

Easier to talk face to face.

Easier to talk face to face.

Easier to talk face to face.

There's never any heat
on the busses.

Except in the summertime.

Can you get me
out of here, please?

Can you get me
out of here, please?

Can you get me
out of here, please?

Get your fuckin'
ass out of here!

Bugger off!

Kick him in the balls!

Kick him!

Kick him!

Kick him!

Kick him!

Kick him!

Roddy!

Roddy!

Better come up here, love.

Would you like a cup of tea?

Thank you.

There's someone
I know out there.

Can't do a thing now, dear.

It's got a bit out of hand.

I'm all that's left
in this building.

Perhaps on this road,

which had gardens at one time.

He's gone.

Folk move away.

I know what they're after.

The calm of it.

Your husband, is he?

No.

We weren't even
traveling together.

Oh.

Sit a minute then.

When we've spoken for a bit,

you can go on your easy way.

Yes, sounds lovely.

Have you got a cigarette?

Haven't got
a scrap of wallpaper,

no license,
no mobility-permit.

I'm not required to carry a
civil offenses card.

I showed you
my NTV-ID.

We have to prove you exist,
don't we?

Call my office!

Bums have offices now.

What do you do with NTV?

Take pictures.

Oh, yeah?

Where's your camera?

Got lost in
the scuffle.

What, do you think we're dumb
here just because

we're not downtown?

You son of a bitch.

You maybe fractured
a man's skull

and broken
a woman's collarbone.

It was a brawl.

Why are you being so tough?

Am I being tough?

I suppose I am.

I think it's because
you're from downtown

and I don't like downtown.

I don't like
the cultural center,

I don't like the power, or the
best brains, the elite!

I especially don't
like the messengers,

their runners!

God damn it!
I'm no messenger.

Now you get your ass
in your office!

It's a pity.

You'd just
stopped bleeding.

What's happening?

Why is it
out of focus?

Are you kidding?

Where is he?

He was out cold for a while.
He doesn't know.

And I didn't recognize the area.

But where is she?

Jesus, what do we got here?

Sure as hell ain't Death Watch.

Maybe it's highway patrol.

Hey!

Hey, cop!

Hey!

Hey, damn it!

For God's sake, somebody please!

Come on, man!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Just leave it on.

Just keep it on, please.

Listen, there's--there's
a--a flashlight, in my

in my jacket.

That stuff's in property.

It's locked 'til morning.

I have to have
a light on, please. I...

I was a journalist
during the war--

I was captured--I was
thrown into a sand hole.

I was in pitch blackness
for seven weeks.

Don't shut it!

Don't, please!

Don't, please!

I know I lost her.

Nope.

No idea.

Well, tell Doctor Klausen

the next guy should have
a sweeter disposition.

Everything all right, then?

Sir?

Don't want to leave
before tea, sir.

Or a vodka?

Who was the cop that was on
duty last night?

He's off 'til four.

Can I give him
a message?

Travel light,
don't you?

For a camera man.

Will you be needing
any transport?

No, nothing.

Yeah, tell the
night cop, "Thanks."

They let you out then.

Where'd you get the apple?

Found them.

Here, one for you.

How did you get out?

Well, I have an
honest peaceful face.

How come you waited?

What?

You're Katherine Mortenhoe.

Now, do we walk or
do we use the money?

When did you know?

First time I saw you.

In the church?

Did you tell them?

Police?

They'd be out here,
wouldn't they?

You broke some contract.

Good apple.

Much better.

Why don't you take yours off?

She's great.

Hey, come along,
join us!

We know the weather's
not too good

but the cause
is good!

And it's fair wages!

No, thanks!

Why not?

I've been there.

Are you a marcher?

Back in the states

before they were
called marches

or got paid.

It's a way of life now, drift.

Only in circles
and with slogans.

Do you know where is west?

West.

There.

I want to go west.

Those images.

He can show you things,

places as if you've
never seen anything before

or been anywhere.

I don't think he knows a thing
himself until he films it.

And then he knows it.

Something I never
understood about Roddy,

how he could do that.

You must be able to love someone
without understanding

whole worlds of him.

Great, Tracey, how are you?

Seventy-one percent
audience share.

Seventy-four percent,
almost three out of four,

in Germany.

Ten more minutes left.

Top management's
in from New York

watching it
in the screening room.

I can't sit there with them.

Just like old times.

Never got used to it.

Can't get enough.

No, it's not the money.

Winning.

Have you seen any of it?

All I want to see.

Would you like some sherry?

A Martini, please.

Two Martinis.

Vincent.

Doesn't anyone else think

what you're doing to her
is obscene, disgusting?

Oh yes.

Thirty-seven percent
find it offensive

and stay with us.

I don't understand.

Oh, I do.

I suppose it's real.

Maybe too real for you.

You think I can't take
a woman's dying?

Can you?

I wonder.

Look how shy
we become about death.

It's the new pornography.

Nudity's nothing anymore.

Now we put fig leaves
on the dying.

Salt them away
in homes

outside of town.

Who lives with
the dying anymore?

No one.

No relatives.

A few trained,
callous guardians.

Those are the
last people they see.

I want to bring them
back to us.

Bring them home.

Who?

Who are you
bringing home?

No one we know.

You haven't seen the stuff.

Stuff?

Yes, stuff. Beautiful stuff.

Intimate and real.

She's still no one we know.

And you've got a soap opera.

Sorry you feel that way.

You don't give a damn
I feel this way.

Seventy-one percent.
Three out of four in Germany.

Where's the camera?

What?

Where's the camera?

Can you guess?

Don't steal.

You'll feel so much better.

Don't steal.

You'll feel better.

Have you seen it
from the beginning?

It's good, isn't it?

Your store audio track's slow,

you're hearing the sublims.

It is?

Again?

I don't want to miss it.

Why?

Because it makes me cry.

What's this going to be?

Consolidated school.

Big schools out of little ones.

A computer terminal
and a TV monitor

for each student.

Where's the teacher?

Downtown.

Or he could be a cassette.

Why did you keep
the name Mortenhoe?

-How do you know about it?
-I don't know anything.

Just the name Gerald Mortenhoe.

What about him?

Nothing about him.

You're married, aren't you?

I was.

Yes.

To Tracey.

You like to say her name?

I do.

What's she like?

She's a lot like
Gerald Mortenhoe.

Isn't today the first day
of the program?

What program?

Death Watch.

I wonder what they did.

Probably have somebody
else lined up.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Why?

Changed your mind?

No, of course not.

You're curious though.

Yes.

We could find out.

Must be a TV at
the construction shack.

No, no.

Hello.

I was just complaining to the
interior decorator.

Why don't you go on?

What do you mean?

Go now.

Is something the matter?

We don't have
to travel together.

What are you
hanging around for?

No reason.

I wet myself.

I'm sick, I'm sick!

It's okay.

Like hell it is!

We'll, we'll--we'll dry
the stuff.

Get out of here, you creep!
We don't know each other!

What do you want?

Christ, I stink!

No!

We'll find a place
to clean you up.

Come on!

It's going to get worse.

I start to vomit soon!

Stop!

Please, just shut up!

Shut up.

Come on.

Oh, God damn!

What a rotten,
lousy last few days.

Can you help me?

Shh, just come on.

I won't let you go.

Can you help me?

No...

But I won't
let you go alone.

Or get scared.

Or get scared.

Or get scared.

Or get scared.

You're going to catch pneumonia.

Nothing I can't handle, is it?

Hey, what are
you staring at?

I can't believe you're sick.

Oh, you sure know
how to ruin a party.

Outrage.

That's what it is.

Who isn't sore sometimes?

Haven't you noticed?

Almost nobody.

Aren't many ways out anymore.

Out?

I meant to die.

You know, that thing

they used to
write novels about.

Crimes of passion.

Aren't many of those.

And not much else.

I guess you
found a way.

I may have it, too.

Yes.

But you figured out a way

to keep it from killing you.

I don't know what you
did-- what you do.

Roddy, can you
take me to the sea?

Take you where?

Where do you mean "the sea?"
Any sea?

I mean Land's End.

Will you take me?

She's running down
much faster than I thought.

Must be the build up of those
chemicals in her blood.

Did you see her trembling?
Her paralysis?

Doctor, anybody would tremble.

She was blue with cold.

We still have time, I think.

I'm telling you,
she's dying fast.

Who is Gerald Mortenhoe? Where's
that school located?

It's near Kettering.

Inland.

She said Land's End.

That's got to mean something.

She must be told.

No.

We can't reach them, Doctor.

You know that's not true.

We can't stop now, Doctor.

For God's sake,
two more days, all right?

You'll risk losing
everything. Overnight.

Well, that's the chance we took.

She took.

I know.

They stole a car.

What?

Oh, shit.

Did you get the
license plate number?

Yep.

You know, I think

they're running out of fuel.

Find the owner.

Tell him not
to get nervous.

He'll have his
car back soon.

Tell him not to report
it to the police.

Just say it was a prank,
a joyride,

somebody from NTV,
they were drunk.

Yes.

A little girl in one of Gerald's
classes made it up.

She was walking
alongside a river

and there was suddenly
someone drowning.

She went into the water
as far out as she could,

but she couldn't swim.

So she called out,
"Tell me how to swim,

so I'll save you!"

Ah!

Agh!

Ah!

Agh!

Agh!

You must get off now.

Why?

We're not legal in this country.

Please, be quick.

Hey.

So much?

What for?

You think these people care

about Katherine Mortenhoe?

You know this place.

Not here, but near here.

Behind that cove?

Yes.

We could be there
a couple of hours' walk.

Tomorrow.

Let's go tomorrow.

Let's go tomorrow.

We're lucky it's off-season.

We're lucky it's off-season.

Are you sure?

It's cozy.

We can put the cots together,
it'll be okay.

Yes.

Roddy.

I'd like to sleep close.

That way, you know.

But what, no fun?

No fun.

I don't know, for a lady
running out of time...

Luckily, I don't take things
like that personally.

Luckily, I don't take things
like that personally.

Luckily, I don't take things
like that personally.

Luckily, I don't take things
like that personally.

Luckily, I don't take things
like that personally.

At first I, I thought it was

maybe this place had
memories from when

you were a kid growing up.

But it's about Gerald Mortenhoe.

Isn't it?

You spent summers there?

Yes.

Things were good?

Anyway, you remember
them that way.

He's there now, isn't he?

Yes.

And we're sitting in
the sand two hours away.

And it is tomorrow.

How can you be
afraid anymore?

Of anything?

Sheer luck.

Maybe you think they were wrong.

The doctors.

No.

It's happening.

Just as they said.

Want more?

No, thanks.

Which is tougher, Katherine,

to be disappointed or
to disappoint someone?

To disappoint someone.

The other's easy.

These were an especially
shy group of pygmies.

They were living deep,
deep in the rain forest.

We were still exploring
for new people then.

It was years ago.

My friend was tall,
fair, from Stockholm.

And he noticed that
one timid pygmy

always looking at him
and looking at him.

And he guessed

that the pygmy wanted to
talk to him privately,

so he stepped out
of the group

and went far
into the woods

and into, into the forest.

Sure enough,
the pygmy followed.

He stopped, my friend,

and the pygmy studied him.

And finally, maybe when
he felt something,

trust, the pygmy asked my friend

very quiet, terribly shy,

"Do you people dream?"

My friend said,
"Yes, we dream, why?"

And the pygmy,
he seemed so crestfallen,

he said, "Nothing.

I thought only we dreamed."

If he'd come to me and asked me,

I would have said, "A dream?

What is a dream?"

Slightly out of focus.

There must be dust in his eyes.

There's a good shot,
we should keep it.

Let's check it
on the big screen.

You know something?

What?

I dreamt about her last night.

Put these on.

Would you come with me

into the village, please?

Why?

I don't think it's
such a good idea.

There could be publicity,
newslines, posters...

Please.

What do you want, I'll get it.

A little make-up.

I thought I was holding up
better than I am.

You look good.

Come on.

Well alright, what do you want?
I'll get it for you.

Um... a gallon of what?

A little lipstick, color, any
color you'd like.

Roddy, I didn't
accept their money.

So, it's all I have.

You're really going to see him?

I'm not so sure

I'm going to like
watching that.

You meeting him again,
after how many years?

You know how to make
a woman feel good.

Oh yeah, I'm a champ at that.

Six years.

Pretty dress, huh?

Go nice with your hair.

Think you'd like to get a dress
like this for a present?

It's too big.

Get out of here, you creep, we
don't know each other!

What do you want?

Christ, I stink...
Get out!

We'll find a place
to clean you up.

No!

Come on!

Roddy, can you
take me to the sea?

Ahh!

Katherine!

Katherine!

Katherine!

Katherine!

Katherine!

Katherine!

Roddy!

Here!

Roddy!

Roddy, what's happened?

What happened?

The flashlight.

What?

The flashlight, find it.

Roddy!

Help me find it!

Find it, the flashlight.

Where?

The flashlight.

Roddy!

Roddy, please.

Find the flashlight, dammit!

Please, find the flashlight!

Where?

Wait, I'll--I--

That's it.

Where, where?

Roddy, here,
here.

Turn it on, this way.

Flash it here, this way.

Yes, here, here.

Right on my eye.

Don't worry, don't worry.

Shine it right in my eyes.

Damn you, turn it on!

Did the salt water ruin it?

Turn it on!

It is on.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you?

How long ago?

12 minutes now.

Yeah, did you check all the
circuits at this end?

They're okay.

And no audio?

No, nothing.

Willie, how much we got

that hasn't been on the air?

Enough for two nights.

Do it.

And Willie, get me Tracey.

Tracey?

-Roddy's wife?
-Roddy's wife.

Something blinded him

or he did it himself.

You're worried about
the wrong person.

I don't know.

Maybe Roddy should
have been told

she's not dying.

Wasn't dying.

We'll get to her, Doctor.

What a circus!

Half kill her with drugs

and save her

and for what?

The ratings?

Are you still here?

Are you still here?

You are.

You are.

Damn you!

What do you want me to do?

I can't take it back.

I can't change it.

I can't cut it.

I can't do anything
more than I did.

I can't feel any worse.

Get going, go ahead.

It's getting late,
they know where you are.

The dress must be
back on the beach.

I didn't pick it out.

A kid did. A kid with
your color hair.

Not daylight yet, either.

Still cold.

It's always cold.

I remember when I was a boy
and there was so much sun.

I remember when I was a boy
and there was so much sun.

Katherine?

Katherine?

Katherine?

Katherine?

Katherine?

Katherine?

Katherine?

Katherine?

Katherine?

Look what I found.

I see, it's her coat.

Would you hold it up?

I told you, I wanted to see

if a certain surgical
procedure would work.

It did...

Until it didn't.

Got the coat.

You haven't got her.

You're afraid of him.

Who, Roddy?

You are afraid.

And you should be.

That's why I'm here.

This whole thing may
be falling apart, Tracey.

This thing...

You mean you are.

How is it?

How do you look?

I think terrific.

Come over.

A few years ago
when I was working

for the USSR,
there was this

old lady who could
feel color

through her
fingertips.

Well?

Orange.

Her husband hasn't
heard from her?

No, we tracked him down
at a girl's flat,

a co-worker,
he's being comforted.

What about Mortenhoe?

He's not at
the Kettering school.

He's taken a
sabbatical year off.

Where?

We're trying to find out.

Well, why didn't you
find out already?

They've been separated
for six years.

Yet, she still calls herself,
Katherine Mortenhoe.

Yet, she still calls herself,
Katherine Mortenhoe.

Yet, she still calls herself,
Katherine Mortenhoe.

I saw you coming
across the meadow.

I forgot how tall you are.

You wear brighter colors now.

Yes, I do.

This is Roddy.

Hello.

Come in.

You alright?

Thank you.

Je suis très content
de te voir.

Not much changed.

Why would I change it?

In six years?

You did put in a television.

Yes.

KATHERINE: The sun and the
moon are out together.

GERALD: That still pleases
you?

KATHERINE: Yes, I like the way
the moon looks in daylight.

Not at night?

No, cheap thrills.

Tu m'as beaucoup manque,
tu sais?

This is broccoli.

Once in a while, small boats
bring it in from the islands

beyond the spill zone.

I've read it costs
eight pounds in New York.

Last time I was in London,

I saw a sign,
"four pounds a kilo."

But they had none.

I went to another green grocer.

He wanted eight pounds.

I told him it's only four

at the shop around the corner.

He said, "Go buy it there."

I said, "They are out of it."

He said, "So when I'm out of it,

it's four pounds too."

Roddy, can you
perceive color at all?

No.

Do you know when you're
in bright light?

No.

Yeah, if it's-- if it's warm.

Sunlight, I can feel it.

Did you have any doubts?

About what?

Before you let them--

No, none.

None whatever.

I mean, think about it,

whatever I see,
anything beautiful,

a kid, adventurous,
brave, reckless, funny,

unfair, mysterious, terrifying,

I just watch it
and it's on film.

Forever.

That's something.

Yes.

It's the toy to end all toys.

Or was.

Listen, they'll fix me up.

They can do anything.

Anyway, it'll be good

just to able to close my eyes.

just to able to close my eyes.

Robert de Beauleac,

he was a soldier of fortune

who happened to love music.

Even invented a kind
of clavichord.

He composed music
all the time.

But being an amateur,
he made mistakes.

Used harmonies that nobody had
ever heard before.

This was in 1314.

Robert Bruce was about
to fight Edward II

outside a town called
Bannockburn.

And de Beauleac threw
in with Bruce.

Not for Scotland, or a title,
or even for money,

but to get his music played

in the cathedral at Bannockburn.

And by nightfall,

they'd driven Edward
out of town.

His army was decimated.

Unfortunately, so were the
musicians of Bannockburn.

But the concert was held.

It was a disaster.

Worse than the battle.

De Beauleac tore through town

slaying instrumentalists,
impaling singers.

Only the most talented,
the most--

the fastest escaped.

Burning their scores
as they fled.

Only my copy survived.

It belonged to a lucky
luth player

who was struck down
by the Black Death

on the day of the concert.

I found it in
a chicken coup in Perth.

Is this more broccoli?

No, it's history.

You've become cynical,
Katherine.

You were never cynical.

You mean I've been
a gullible kid

when we got married.

You were a kid.

You were an older man, 26.

It took me years to reconstruct

the other parts from just this.

Listen.

This crazy Frenchman was 700
years ahead of his time.

These's are modern harmonies.

Do you feel powerless?

Powerless?

To change things.

I may be, but I don't
feel powerless, no.

There are objects
that don't do anything.

Events that have
no significance.

Most things don't.

Like the flight of a bird.

A man walking in the street.

Or a shadow of a cloud

moving over our meadow there.

Not everything
has to mean something.

I used to think
of a pride of lions

on the edge of a savannah.

They've just eaten.

So the wildebeast
don't interest them.

They watch.

They can't help watching.

It's bred in,
but they don't charge.

The wind blows the grass
against the lions whiskers.

Well, that's all
that's going on.

And with us, there's usually
not much more going on.

People who live as if
more is going on,

they're dramatizing their lives.

They're liars.

You've become
a passionately lazy man.

Yes.

It wasn't easy.

I love that you said
"our meadow."

They said they were
coming anyway.

So I told them
that you are here.

Kathy, it was just a mistake.

Doesn't matter.

No, no, no, no, he said
it was a mistake.

A stunt for the program.

You're alright.

He just said the medicine,

that you should stop taking the
medicine and immediately.

I would like to have a bath.

How long will it take them?
Do you know?

No, well,
less than an hour.

I won't wait.

What do you mean?

It smells good in this room.

Beechwood burning.

Beechwood.

Oh, that was when I first
heard that--

Heard about you.

You stopped in
the middle of a sentence.

Like us.

Kathy.

Yes?

Do you have any regrets?

About us?

No.

One yes, we had no kids.

Somebody will have
to have them for us.

Stay here, Kathy.

What did you say?

Stay.

I'd cost you too much.

Everything.

The meadow, the music, time.

All you came back home for.

Je t'ai toujours aimée.

In French.

I have more courage in French.

Feels good to hear.

What is it?

Do something for me?

What's the matter?

Would you please go downstairs
and play that music you like?

What did you do?

They'll be coming soon

and I don't want
to hear and see anybody.

Katherine...

Come.

No, no, no!

There's nothing to do.

Yes.

No!

- Yes. How many did you take?
- No! Nothing!

How many did you take--

I don't give a shit
how many I took!

Gerald, don't you see?

This is the only way I can win.

Win?

This is the only way
I can finish him.

Vincent Ferriman.

No, no.

Don't stop me, Gerald.

I need to win so much.

It's alright.

There's nothing going on.

I just feel good.

Better than in a long while.

They said it was
a mistake, Katherine.

It isn't.

Whom are you going
to believe?

Them or me?

You.

Please go downstairs.

Put the music on.

I don't want to hear them
when they come.

I'll stay up here.

And not hear them.

And look out,
over--

and let the wind
blow the grass.

Let the wind blow
the grass.

Hurry!

Please do that for me.

It's all we can have.

It's all we can have.

Gerald...

Don't let them think
that I ran away.

You didn't.

I'll tell them.

Hey!

Katherine?

No, it's me.

Where's Katherine?

Katherine died.

A few minutes ago.

What?

Roddy, I want to
ask you something.

Where's Katherine?

Are you Vincent?

Yes.

Katherine is gone.

Where?

Get out of here, Vincent.

Well, did anybody tell her that
she's gonna be okay?

Can we turn that music
down just a little?

Leave it the way it is
and get out of here now

before I kill you.

Well, is Katherine...

Get out.

Is Vincent here?

Why?

Show me where he is.

Roddy?

Roddy!

- You don't have to...
- Vincent!

- do anything!
- Vincent!

- What's wrong, man?
- Come here, you rotten--

What's wrong with you man?

Get him off, God damn it!

Roddy, It's Mortenhoe. Roddy!

Get out of here Vincent!

Or I'll do it myself.

Stinking bastard!

He's done, Roddy.

Don't you know?

He's done.

No, he's not dead.

Yes, he is.

He's dead enough.

He's dead enough.

Mortenhoe?

Mortenhoe!

Yes?

I'd like you to meet my wife,
Tracey.

He told me he walked
all that first day.

Just walked.

Doesn't remember where.

He didn't come home.

Well, why should he?