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DELIVER MY HEART

FROM THIS FEARFUL, LONELY PLACE.

SEND ME A GREAT LOVE FROM SOMEWHERE,

OR ELSE I SHALL DIE.

TRULY, I SHALL DIE.

[FIDDLE AND ACCORDION PLAYING FOLK TUNE]

[LAUGHING AND SHOUTING]

♪ THE KING CALLED DOWN HIS NOBLES ALL ♪

♪ BY ONE, BY TWO, BY THREE ♪

♪ EARL MARSHAL, I'LL GO SHRIVE THE QUEEN ♪

♪ AND THOU SHALT WEND WITH ME ♪

♪ A BOON, A BOON-- ♪

COME ON, GRANDPA.

LOOK.

THE BRIGHTEST FIRE AROUND,

AND THE WITCH DOESN'T EVEN BOTHER TO TEND IT.

DARE YE NOT SAY HER NAME?

NOBODY'S SAYING HER NAME.

OR IS IT BAD LUCK?

EUSTACIA.

EUSTACIA VYE.

I'M NOT AFRAID TO SAY HER NAME.

CHARLEY, YOU DO CHORES FOR HER GRANDFATHER.

MAYBE SHE'S GOT YOU UNDER HER SPELL, TOO.

EVIL THINGS HAVE HAPPENED

SINCE SHE COME TWO YEAR AGO--

GARDEN CROPS WITHERED,

COWS WITH THE BLOAT.

LOOK!

SHE'S CONJURED UP A WEE GHOST

TO FEED HER FIRE.

THAT'S NO WEE GHOST.

THAT'S MY SON JOHNNY.

SHE'LL PUT A SPELL ON HIM FOR SURE,

JUST LIKE ALL THE OTHER YOUNG MEN ROUND HERE.

YOU OUGHT TO GET YOURSELF MARRIED.

SINGLE SLEEPERS ARE THE ONES WHO SEE GHOSTS.

MATTHEW, MARK, LUKE, AND JOHN--

THAT'S THE BED THAT I LIE ON.

DIGGORY VENN.

YOU GAVE US A START, REDDLEMAN.

THAT SO?

MY VAN'S ON THE ROAD BELOW.

I'M LOOKING FOR THE DIRECTION OF BLOOMS-END

OR THE QUIET WOMAN INN.

IT'S BEEN NEARLY TWO YEARS

SINCE I'VE BEEN THROUGH HERE.

THE NORTH ROAD WILL TAKE YOU TO BOTH,

BUT THE INN WON'T BE SERVING TONIGHT.

DAMON WILDEVE GOT MARRIED TODAY.

WE'LL BE TAKING THE ROAD OURSELVES

TO SERENADE THE NEWLY MARRIEDS.

WELL, I THANK YOU FOR THE DIRECTIONS.

GOOD NIGHT TO YOU ALL.

AYE. AYE.

GOOD NIGHT, AYE.

THE REDDLEMAN'S COMING HERE IS A SIGN.

LAST NIGHT, I HAD A DREAM OF A DEATH'S HEAD.

NO.

TWO YEARS AGO,

DIGGORY VENN WAS AS WHITE-SKINNED AS ANY OF US

TILL HE TOOK UP SELLING REDDLE TO SHEEPMEN.

POPPING UP LIKE THAT OUT OF THE FIRE--

IT WAS A SIGN, I SAY.

HELLO?

EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT IN THERE?

HELLO THERE.

IT'S CAPTAIN VYE, ISN'T IT?

AYE. REDDLEMAN.

ISN'T THAT THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT,

THE MAIDEN FROM BLOOMS-END WHO WAS TO BE MARRIED TODAY?

I TAKE, BY YOUR LOOK,

THE BRIDEGROOM'S NOT ABOARD.

THE SIMPLE TRUTH IS

THERE WAS SOME MISTAKE IN THE MARRIAGE LICENSE,

WHICH CAN EASILY BE CORRECTED.

OR MAYBE YOU'RE A KIDNAPPER,

AND YOU'VE STOLEN HER FOR YOUR OWN.

WHAT MAKES YOU SO FULL OF ROMANTIC NOTIONS, EH?

YOUR GRANDDAUGHTER EUSTACIA VYE CAME TO LIVE WITH YOU.

SHE'S FROM BUDMOUTH, ISN'T SHE?

AH, THE YOUNG ONES TODAY...

NIGHT, REDDLEMAN.

GOOD NIGHT, CAPTAIN.

DIGGORY...

HMM?

WAS IT JUST MY GOOD FORTUNE

YOU HAPPENED ALONG TO GIVE ME A RIDE?

I'M A POOR ONE TO ASK ABOUT GOOD FORTUNE.

YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO TAKE PLEASURE IN MY MISFORTUNE.

GO AHEAD.

I COULD NEVER TAKE PLEASURE

IN A DAY THAT WAS BAD FOR YOU.

THOMASIN.

WALK ON.

EUSTACIA.

I LEARNED SOMETHING ON THE ROAD HOME THAT'LL SHOCK YE.

NOT LIKELY, IN THIS DULL PLACE.

THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT FROM BLOOMS-END--

HER MARRIAGE TODAY NEVER CAME OFF.

SOMETHING ABOUT A MIX-UP WITH THE LICENSE.

AYE, THAT'S DAMON WILDEVE FOR YE.

I HEAR HE'S FREE AND EASY WITH EVERY FEMALE

WITHOUT GAPS IN HER SMILE.

NONE OF THEM MIND.

LIFE IS SO DRAB IN THIS AWFUL HEATH.

A MAN OF ROGUISH REPUTATION

IS LIKE A FRESH BREEZE.

I EXPECT A LETTER ANY DAY

SAYING WE'RE NOT BLOOD RELATIONS.

ENOUGH OF THAT FIRE NOW.

I DON'T WANT THE FIRE, ANYWAY.

I'M SUPPOSED TO BE HOME.

KEEP THE FIRE UP,

AND I'LL GIVE YOU THE CROOKED SIXPENCE.

STEADY NOW.

THIS ISN'T THE PLACE FOR YOU, REDDLEMAN.

REJECTED SUITORS DON'T BELONG OUTSIDE THE BRIDAL CHAMBER

ON THE WEDDING NIGHT.

THOMASIN.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE-- WITH HIM?

PLEASE, AUNT.

THANK YOU, DIGGORY, FOR BRINGING ME BACK.

WHAT'S HAPPENED?

THERE'S BEEN NO WEDDING.

NO WEDDING?

IT'S BEEN THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE.

OH, MY DEAR.

HOW COULD HE DO THIS?

I CAN EXPLAIN.

IT'S FROM MR. WILDEVE'S LIPS I WANT THE ANSWERS.

YOU COME WITH ME.

I'M SO SORRY YOU RAN FROM THE CHURCH

IN SUCH ANGER THIS MORNING.

I REALLY WAS NOT TO BLAME.

I THINK YOU WERE VERY MUCH TO BLAME.

IT WAS A STUPID MISTAKE.

I GOT THE LICENSE IN BUDMOUTH.

IT WASN'T VALID IN ANGLEBURY,

AND, UM, WELL... THAT'S THE WHOLE OF IT.

INDEED IT IS NOT.

'TIS A GREAT INJURY TO MY FAMILY AND TO ME,

AND ONE I CANNOT EASILY FORGIVE.

FOR SOMEONE WHO SO STRONGLY OBJECTED TO THE MARRIAGE

BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT ME UNWORTHY,

YOU SEEM UNCOMMONLY PUT OUT.

DAMON, PLEASE DON'T MAKE THINGS WORSE.

THERE'S NO NEED TO ADOPT THAT TONE WITH ME.

WHILE THOMASIN LIVES UNDER MY ROOF,

SHE'S UNDER MY PROTECTION...

AND SHE WILL ALWAYS HAVE MY LOVE.

HMM.

TAMSIE, MINE...

I REALLY DO HAVE EVERY INTENTION

OF COMPLETING THE MARRIAGE.

OH, NO.

♪ THE KING CALLED DOWN HIS NOBLES ALL ♪

♪ BY ONE, BY TWO, BY THREE... ♪

MY DEAR.

IF MY SON CLYM WERE HOME,

YOU WOULD NOT BE SO CARELESS

WITH HIS COUSIN'S FEELINGS.

COME. WE'RE GOING HOME.

HE CAN TELL THEM YOU'VE RETIRED.

WE'LL TALK MORE OF THIS LATER.

♪ UPON THE ROAD MAY BE ♪

♪ OH, YOU'LL PUT ON A GREAT, BRIGHT GOWN ♪

♪ AND I'LL PUT ON ANOTHER ♪

♪ AND WE WILL AWAY TO THE LONDON TOWN ♪

♪ LIKE PRIORS BOTH TOGETHER ♪

♪ OH, NO, OH, NO, MY LIEGE, MY KING ♪

♪ SUCH THINGS CAN NEVER BE... ♪

YAY! HOORAY! HURRAH! YAY!

WE'VE COME TO SERENADE YOUR WEDDING,

NOW THAT ALL THE BONFIRES HAVE DIED DOWN.

♪ AND BY THE STARS SO HIGH... ♪

ALL BUT ONE, I SEE.

[WHISTLE LIKE A BIRDCALL]

HERE.

THERE'S YOUR CROOKED SIXPENCE.

NOW HURRY HOME NOW.

YOU DID WELL WITH THE FIRE.

I'VE COME.

YOU GIVE ME NO PEACE.

HOW CLEVER YOU ARE, DAMON,

TO INVENT SOMETHING ABOUT THE LICENSE

TO PUT OFF THE MARRIAGE.

YOU LOVE ME BEST.

WRONG. IF NOT FOR THE WRONG TOWN,

I'D BE A MARRIED MAN TONIGHT.

YOU'D HAVE ONLY A 10-YEAR-OLD BOY TO TEND YOUR FIRE.

IS THIS THE FACE YOU'D CAST ASIDE

FOR THE SAKE OF THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT?

IT WAS TO SAVE MY SANITY.

YOU MIGHT GO TO SLEEP WITH THOMASIN,

BUT WHICH FACE WILL YOU SEE IN YOUR DREAMS?

THEN I'LL ASK AGAIN.

WILL YOU LEAVE THIS DOG HOLE OF AN ENGLAND

AND COME WITH ME?

YOU KNOW, I FIND THE IDEA OF PARIS VERY EXCITING.

YOU WILL, THEN?

BUT I HAVE THIS GREAT FEAR NOW

THAT THE EXCITEMENT MIGHT NOT LAST.

I ONCE GAVE YOU SLEEPLESS NIGHTS.

ADMIT IT.

WHAT HAPPENED?

ASK ME AGAIN...

WHEN THE HURT OF TODAY HAS HEALED.

THERE ARE TIMES I WISH YOU'D NEVER COME TO EGDON HEATH.

THERE'S NEVER A TIME THAT I WISH I HAD.

'TIS MY CROSS,

MY MISERY,

AND IT SHALL BE MY DEATH.

WHAT IS IT YOU REALLY WANT, EUSTACIA?

TO BE LOVED...

TO MADNESS.

RIDDLES.

YOU MAY TEMPT ME,

BUT I WON'T GIVE MYSELF TO YOU ANYMORE.

YOU'VE SAID AS MUCH BEFORE.

I NEED TIME TO THINK.

HOW LONG?

MAYBE YOU ARE A WITCH.

YOU CAN KEEP ME IN PAIN UNTIL MORNING.

KISS ME GOOD NIGHT.

HERE.

SUFFER ONLY UNTIL YOU GET HOME.

SO, YOU REMEMBERED WHERE HOME WAS.

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

TENDING THE FIRE FOR MISS EUSTACIA.

AS IF I DIDN'T KNOW.

SHE HAS YOU UNDER A SPELL.

NOT SO.

SEE HERE.

A CROOKED SIXPENCE?

A CHARM TO WARD OFF THE DEVIL

IS WHAT SHE GIVE YE.

EUSTACIA.

BEST COME IN.

ANYTHING YOU WISH BEFORE YOU GO TO BED?

TO DIE IN MY SLEEP

AND NOT FACE ANOTHER DAY ON THIS GRAVEYARD OF A HEATH.

I...

I KNOW.

I'LL NOT ASK WHO YOU WERE TALKING TO.

ONLY I HOPE IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE SADNESS

OF THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT TONIGHT.

DO YOU THINK I'M A WITCH, GRANDFATHER?

IF YOU ARE, THERE ISN'T A PRETTIER ONE.

YOU MAKE SURE THAT'S STACKED NEATLY NOW.

COME ON, CHARLEY.

ME OLD FRIEND CLYM YEOBRIGHT'S

COMING HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS.

FIVE YEARS.

HIS OLD FRIENDS WILL SEEM AS COMMON AS MUCK NOW.

I WOULDN'T WONDER.

MANAGER TO A DIAMOND MERCHANT.

'TIS A BLAZING GREAT BUSINESS

HE BELONGS TO IN PARIS.

THE DEVIL WASN'T BORN THERE,

BUT THAT'S WHERE HE GREW UP.

I'LL BE PERFORMING WITH THE MUMMERS

FOR MR. CLYM AT THE YEOBRIGHTS'.

WE'VE NOT BEEN INVITED.

THAT'S A SHAME.

HOW DO YOU FALL INTO THE BUSINESS OF DIAMONDS?

YOU DON'T FALL IN. YOU CLIMB UP.

CLYM YEOBRIGHT WAS ALWAYS A PERUSING MAN--

BOOKS UPON BOOKS.

HE'S WONDERFULLY CLEVER.

I'D LIKE ALL THAT'S UNDER HIS HAIR.

TOO MUCH SCHOOLING THESE DAYS.

COME TO THINK OF IT,

CLYM YEOBRIGHT AND EUSTACIA

WOULD MAKE A PRETTY PIGEON PAIR.

COULDN'T BE A BETTER COUPLE

IF THEY WERE MADE ON PURPOSE.

THEY'D LOOK VERY NATTY, ARM-IN-CROOK TOGETHER,

IF HE'S THE WELL-FAVORED FELLOW HE USED TO BE.

FANCY PARIS CLOTHES.

THEY SAY HE TALKS FRENCH

AS FAST AS A MAIDEN COULD EAT BLACKBERRIES.

TOO BAD HE'S COMING HOME WITH THIS BAD TROUBLE

ABOUT HIS COUSIN THOMASIN.

AYE. POOR THOMASIN.

HER HEART HAS ACHED ENOUGH ABOUT IT.

PROMISE YOU WON'T TELL CLYM

WHEN HE COMES HOME TOMORROW.

YOUR FACE WILL TELL HIM. I WON'T SAY A WORD.

I'LL BE CHEERFUL FOR HIS SAKE.

I WISH YOU'D SET YOUR HEART

ON SOMEONE MORE WORTHY THAN MR. WILDEVE.

YOU DON'T SEE HIM AS I DO.

I MAKE ALLOWANCES FOR HIS WEAKNESSES

FOR THE SAKE OF HIS VIRTUES.

VIRTUES? HA HA!

OH, SUCH VIRTUES.

HE LEAVES YOU TO SIT HERE LIKE THIS

WEEK AFTER WEEK

WITH ONE LAME EXCUSE AFTER ANOTHER--

THE MAGISTRATE IS GONE, THE VICAR IS ABSENT.

PLEASE, AUNT.

YOU DON'T GO OUT.

YOU DON'T HEAR THE TALK.

THEY'RE SAYING THAT EUSTACIA VYE

IS THE CAUSE OF IT ALL,

THAT HE STILL SEES HER,

THAT SHE'S PUT A CURSE ON HIM.

DAMON MEANS TO MARRY ME. I KNOW IT.

IT WAS HARD ENOUGH THINKING OF YOU AS HIS BRIDE...

WITHOUT HAVING YOU BEHAVE LIKE HIS WIDOW.

ME OLD FRIEND CLYM YEOBRIGHT

IS COMING HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS.

YOU KNOW, SAM, COME TO THINK OF IT,

CLYM YEOBRIGHT AND EUSTACIA

WOULD MAKE A PRETTY PIGEON PAIR.

AHEM.

GOOD DAY, MR. VENN.

MAY I PASS, PLEASE?

IT'S YOU I CAME FOR A LOOK AT.

OH. AND WHAT MIGHT A REDDLEMAN

THINK HE COULD FIND IN ME?

IN SIMPLE TERMS, MISS VYE,

I CAME TO BEG THAT YOU RELEASE YOUR HOLD OVER DAMON WILDEVE

SO HE MAY MARRY THOMASIN.

HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THIS?

IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT YOU HAVE SUCH POWER OVER MEN.

IT'S A BEAUTY AND MANNER YOU WERE BORN WITH.

YOU ONCE LOVED THOMASIN YOURSELF.

NOW YOU ACT AS IF

YOU WANT ANOTHER MAN TO HAVE HER.

IF SHE CANNOT BE HAPPY WITHOUT MR. WILDEVE,

THEN I DO MY DUTY IN HELPING HER TO GET HIM.

DO YOU AGREE TO GIVE HIM UP?

I AGREE TO NOTHING.

MAKE WAY, PLEASE.

MISS VYE...

YOU'VE HEARD CLYM YEOBRIGHT'S

RETURNING HOME FOR A VISIT?

IF HE LEARNS OF THE SHAME

HIS COUSIN THOMASIN IS GOING THROUGH,

HE'S ALSO SURE TO LEARN

WHO'S AT LEAST PARTLY THE CAUSE OF IT.

REDDLEMAN.

NO DOUBT MRS. YEOBRIGHT IS URGING DAMON WILDEVE

TO GO ON WITH THIS MARRIAGE WITH THOMASIN.

IF YOU SAY SO.

THEN MRS. YEOBRIGHT SHOULD TELL HIM

THERE'S SOMEONE ELSE

WHO ALSO WANTS TO MARRY THOMASIN--

YOU.

MRS. YEOBRIGHT HAS NEVER CONSIDERED ME GOOD ENOUGH.

SHE DOESN'T HAVE TO USE YOUR NAME.

THIS DEVILISH RED THAT YOU FIND SO OFFENDING...

WOULD GRADUALLY DISAPPEAR, YOU KNOW,

IF I WENT BACK TO FARMING.

PERHAPS IT'S NOT A GOOD IDEA.

I'LL SPEAK TO HER.

AND I THANK YOU.

I DON'T FIND YOU OFFENSIVE,

JUST UNUSUAL.

I CAN'T GIVE YOU AN ANSWER YET. I NEED TIME.

I'VE GIVEN YOU THREE WEEKS.

MRS. YEOBRIGHT TOLD ME

SOMEBODY ELSE HAS ASKED TO MARRY THOMASIN.

AND AM I SUPPOSED TO ACCEPT

THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT'S CASTOFFS?

YOU KNOW THAT THAT'S NOT SO.

COME WITH ME TO BRISTOL.

WE'LL MARRY AND TURN OUR BACKS ON ENGLAND.

THE YEOBRIGHTS CAN BE DAMNED.

A WEEK. GIVE ME A WEEK.

CLYM YEOBRIGHT IS DUE HOME TOMORROW.

THOMASIN AND HER AUNT WILL BE OCCUPIED WITH HIM.

THIS WILL BE OUR CHANCE.

I HEAR CLYM YEOBRIGHT'S A YOUNG MAN WHOSE STAR IS ON THE RISE,

WELL-FAVORED, WELL-READ,

MANAGER OF A DIAMOND BUSINESS IN PARIS.

A GRAND LIFE IN THE MOST GLORIOUS CITY ON EARTH.

AND WHAT HAS THAT TO DO WITH US?

I'VE HEARD IT SAID CLYM YEOBRIGHT AND I

"WOULD MAKE A PRETTY PIGEON PAIR"--

IDLE TALK FROM IGNORANT PEOPLE, EUSTACIA.

I CAN'T LIVE IN TORMENT LIKE THIS.

EITHER TELL ME YES...

OR SET ME FREE.

OH, NO.

YOU MUST NOT KISS ME UNTIL I'VE MADE UP MY MIND.

OH, CLYM, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE REALLY HOME.

WELL, HERE I AM, AT LAST.

JUST IN TIME FOR CHRISTMAS.

WE PICKED THE HOLLY,

AND THOMASIN HAS BROUGHT DOWN

THE CHOICEST APPLES FROM STORAGE, JUST FOR YOU.

THE RIBSTONES-- YOUR FAVORITES.

WE MUST SOUND VERY RUSTIC

TO THIS GENTLEMAN FROM PARIS.

AH, A FINE WINTER'S DAY--

CRISP APPLES WAITING,

HOLLY BOUGHS HEAVY WITH BERRIES...

SO, THAT'S WHERE YOU GOT THOSE SCRATCHES.

THOMASIN, YOU'VE BLOSSOMED BEYOND MY EXPECTATIONS.

HOW DOES MY MOTHER KEEP SUITORS

FROM OVERRUNNING BLOOMS

HMM.

IT'S NOT BEEN EASY.

STOP.

WHAT IS IT?

I'VE PICTURED THIS FOR SO LONG.

MOTHER, I WANT TO WALK THE LAST MILE HOME.

YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I'VE DREAMED

OF COMING UPON THE HOUSE

FROM THE PATH ACROSS MY BELOVED HEATH.

I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU LATER, MOTHER,

BUT RIGHT NOW, I TAKE MY LEAVE OF YOU.

CHRISTIAN.

WALK ON.

GOOD EVENING.

YES.

WHAT'S WRONG, CLYM?

YOU'VE HAD HARDLY A WORD FOR US SINCE YOU WALKED HOME.

THOMASIN THINKS YOU'RE DISAPPOINTED IN US AFTER ALL.

ON MY WAY OVER THE HEATH,

JUST BY MISTOVER,

I SAW...A VISION,

A MAIDEN SO RARE IN LOOKS,

I'VE BEEN STANDING HERE IN SILENCE

TRYING TO RECALL HER FACE

AND FEARING I'D LOSE IT.

SHE HAD BLACK HAIR

AND...PAGAN EYES--

THE RAW MATERIAL OF DIVINITY.

SHE SPOKE ONLY ONE WORD,

BUT IT WAS LIKE THE SOUND OF SOFT MUSIC.

MOTHER--

CURSE THIS DAY.

DO IT PROPER THIS TIME. PUT YOUR VISORS ON.

GET YOUR SWORD. GET YOUR SHIELD.

PUT YOUR MASK AND HELMET ON.

REHEARSE IT RIGHT.

GET YOUR SWORD UP AND GO.

HERE COME I, ST. GEORGE, THE VALIANT MAN,

WITH GLITTERING SWORD AND SHIELD IN HAND.

WHAT MORTAL MAN WOULD DARE TO STAND

BEFORE ME WITH MY SWORD IN HAND?

OH, I BE FRIGHTENED.

CHARLEY!

HERE COME I, THE TURKISH KNIGHT,

COME FROM THE TURKISH LAND TO FIGHT.

I'LL FIGHT THIS MAN WITH COURAGE BOLD.

IF HIS BLOOD'S HOT, I'LL MAKE IT COLD.

MY BLOOD IS HOT AS ANY FIRE,

SO I MUST SAY THEE NAY.

FOR WITH MY TRUSTY SWORD AND SHIELD,

I'LL TAKE THY LIFE AWAY.

YOU WOULDN'T HAVE PASSED AS MUMMERS IN OUR TIME.

STILL, IT'LL HAVE TO DO.

YOUR FIRST OUTING'S MONDAY NIGHT--

MRS. YEOBRIGHT'S.

SHE'S HAVING A BIT OF A PARTY

FOR HER SON CLYM'S HOMECOMING.

SEE THAT YOUR COSTUMES ARE READY.

RIGHT. OFF HOME, ALL OF YOU.

GOOD NIGHT THEN.

GOOD NIGHT.

CHARLEY?

YOU'RE THE TURKISH KNIGHT, AREN'T YOU, CHARLEY?

HERE COME I, YE TURKISH KNIGHT.

COME FROM THE TURKISH LAND TO FIGHT.

I'LL FIGHT THIS MAN WITH COURAGE BOLD.

IF HIS BLOOD'S HOT, I'LL MAKE IT COLD.

WHAT A MIND YOU HAVE FOR MEMORY.

IN YOUR HEART,

YOU'D DO ALMOST ANYTHING FOR ME,

WOULDN'T YOU, CHARLEY?

I'LL DO A GOOD DEAL, MISS.

LET ME PLAY YOUR PART FOR ONE NIGHT.

I'LL PAY YOU...

1/2 CROWN.

5 SHILLINGS?

NO...

NOT MONEY.

WHAT THEN?

WHAT YOU FORBADE ME AT THE MAYPOLING, MISS,

WHEN YOU WOULDN'T JOIN HANDS WITH ME IN THE RING.

IF YOU'LL LET ME HOLD YOUR HAND...

15 MINUTES...

FIVE.

YEAH.

NO...

NOT WITH THE GLOVE.

MAKE ROOM, MAKE ROOM, MY GALLANTS, ROOM!

GIVE US SPACE TO RHYME.

WE COME TO SHOW ST. GEORGE'S PLAY

UPON THIS CHRISTMASTIME.

AND IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE MY WORD,

I'LL STRAIGHTWAY CALL OUT, WALK IN,

O GREAT ST. GEORGE,

WALK IN, WALK IN,

AND BOLDLY NOW BEGIN.

HERE COME I, ST. GEORGE,

THE VALIANT MAN,

WITH GLITTERING SWORD AND SPEAR IN HAND.

WHAT MORTAL MAN WOULD DARE TO STAND

BEFORE ME WITH MY SWORD IN HAND?

HERE COME I, THE TURKISH KNIGHT,

COME FROM THE TURKISH LAND TO FIGHT.

I'LL FIGHT THIS MAN WITH COURAGE BOLD.

IF HIS BLOOD'S HOT, I'LL MAKE IT COLD.

MY BLOOD IS HOT AS ANY FIRE.

SO I MUST SAY THEE NAY.

FOR WITH MY TRUSTY SWORD AND SHIELD,

I'LL TAKE THY LIFE AWAY.

THERE. YOU'RE A BIT TOO REAL, LAD.

CALL IN THE SECOND, THAT CHAMPION WHOM I DREAD.

WHERE IS THE SARACEN?

HE DOES LONG DELAY.

THAT HERO OF RENOWN.

WAIT!

WAS I SEEING THINGS?

OH!

IT IS YOU.

YOU'RE NOT A BOY.

THANK YOU...

SIRE.

I'M...

AMAZED.

THEN I'VE PLAYED MY PART WELL.

CLYM!

HERE YOU ARE.

DID YOU SEE HER?

WHO WAS THAT LOVELY CREATURE?

EUSTACIA VYE,

THE CAPTAIN'S GRANDDAUGHTER

FROM MISTOVER KNAP.

WHY WASN'T SHE INVITED?

OH, COME NOW. WHAT'S THE MYSTERY?

NOW, DON'T FORCE ME TO SPEAK ILL OF HER.

IT WILL ONLY WHET YOUR INTEREST.

I KNOW ALL ABOUT MEN AND FORBIDDEN FRUIT.

NOW, COME INSIDE, CLYM.

YOUR VISIT WILL BE SO SHORT.

COME AND LET YOUR OLD FRIENDS ENJOY YOUR COMPANY.

YOU'RE NOT AN EASY MAN TO FIND, REDDLEMAN.

AN ODD HOUR TO COME LOOKING.

I'VE THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT YOU SAID,

ABOUT THE NEED TO MAKE MR. WILDEVE COME TO HIS SENSES.

DID YOUNG MR. YEOBRIGHT ENJOY YOUR PERFORMANCE TONIGHT?

AND SINCE YOU SEEM SO PERSONALLY INTERESTED

IN THE OUTCOME OF THIS MATTER,

I SUGGEST YOU DELIVER THE NEWS TO DAMON WILDEVE.

ME?

I SHALL WRITE A FINAL LETTER TO HIM.

YOU MUST DELIVER IT ON SATURDAY,

WHEN I PROMISED TO MEET HIM AT SHADWATER FALLS.

I'M FOOLISH...

BUT I'M NOT A FOOL.

IF THIS IS SOME BREATHLESS WHIM

BROUGHT ON BY A BRUSH WITH THE DASHING MR. YEOBRIGHT,

I'LL NOT ACT THE IDIOT FOR YOU.

YOU'RE APT TO CHANGE YOUR MIND

WHEN HE RETURNS TO PARIS.

I'M BOTH A FOOL AND FOOLISH.

I'M TOO FOOLISH TO UNDERSTAND YOUR WISH

TO SEE THOMASIN HAPPY IN THE ARMS OF ANOTHER...

BUT I WAS FOOL ENOUGH TO THINK YOU MEANT IT.

WRITE THE LETTER.

I'LL GIVE IT TO HIM.

DEAR MR. WILDEVE,

THE MORE I CONSIDER THE MATTER,

THE MORE I AM CONVINCED

THERE MUST BE AN END TO OUR ACQUAINTANCE.

I HAVE DECIDED ONCE AND FOR ALL

THAT WE MUST HOLD NO FURTHER COMMUNICATION.

EUSTACIA VYE.

WILL THOU, DAMON,

HAVE THIS WOMAN TO THY WEDDED WIFE,

TO LIVE TOGETHER AFTER GOD'S ORDINANCE

IN THE HOLY STATE OF MATRIMONY,

TO LOVE, COMFORT, HONOR, AND KEEP HER

IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH,

AND FORSAKING ALL OTHER,

KEEP THEE ONLY UNTO HER

SO LONG AS YOU BOTH SHALL LIVE?

I WILL.

WILL THOU, THOMASIN,

HAVE THIS MAN TO THY WEDDED HUSBAND,

TO LIVE TOGETHER AFTER GOD'S ORDINANCE

IN THE HOLY STATE OF MATRIMONY,

OBEY AND SERVE HIM,

LOVE, HONOR, AND KEEP HIM IN SICKNESS AND HEALTH,

AND FORSAKING ALL OTHER,

KEEP THEE ONLY UNTO HIM SO LONG AS YOU BOTH SHALL LIVE?

I WILL.

WITH THIS RING, I THEE WED.

WITH THIS RING, I THEE WED.

WITH ALL MY WORLDLY GOODS I THEE ENDOW.

WITH ALL MY WORLDLY GOODS I THEE ENDOW.

THOSE WHOM GOD HAVE JOINED TOGETHER,

LET NO MAN PUT ASUNDER.

AAH! AAH!

EUSTACIA!

RUN!

JOHNNY!

GET HER INTO THE CARRIAGE QUICK.

WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?

IS SHE ALL RIGHT?

EUSTACIA?

WALK ON.

SUSAN NUNSUCH STABBED EUSTACIA VYE.

IF BLOOD BE DRAWN IN CHURCH,

IT STOPS THE BEWITCHING.

SUSAN WAS FRIGHTENED FOR HER JOHNNY.

WHAT NONSENSE.

BLOODLETTING IN CHURCH.

STUPID SUPERSTITIONS.

KEEP AT IT, CHARLEY.

YES, CAPTAIN VYE.

MISS VYE.

I CAME TO SOLVE THE MYSTERY

OF JUST WHO IS EUSTACIA VYE.

YOU SEE HER BEFORE YOU.

YES, BUT IS SHE THAT MISTY APPARITION

WHO APPEARED IN A FOG ON THE HEATH,

OR IS SHE THE TURKISH KNIGHT WHO WAS SLAIN AT MY FEET?

OR IS SHE THE WITCH,

WHO FOR HER CRIMES WAS STABBED THIS MORNING

IN EAST EGDON CHURCH?

ALL THREE, I FEAR.

YOU HAVE MY CONFESSION.

I BLUSH FOR MY NATIVE EGDON, MISS VYE,

THAT SUCH IGNORANCE STILL EXISTS HERE.

IS THE INJURY SERIOUS?

IT WAS SHAMEFUL OF SUSAN NUNSUCH.

I WASN'T AWARE I HAD SUCH A MAGIC REPUTATION.

I CAN'T IMAGINE ANYONE THINKING YOU GUILTY OF SUCH THINGS,

BEWITCHING AS YOU MAY BE.

I'VE BEEN BLAMED FOR MANY THINGS,

EVEN THE DELAYED WEDDING OF THOMASIN.

IS THERE TRUTH IN WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT MR. WILDEVE?

I ONCE FOUND HIM AMUSING COMPANY,

BUT I'VE SENT HIM A LETTER

REFUSING TO SEE HIM AGAIN,

HOPING THAT HE WOULD MARRY THOMASIN.

I SUCCEEDED.

AN HONORABLE THING TO DO.

THERE ARE THOSE WHO'D SAY

I CONFESSED TO APPEAR INNOCENT IN YOUR EYES.

THE ONLY THING YOU'RE GUILTY OF

IS NOT APPEARING HERE LIKE THIS FIVE YEARS AGO

AND SAVING ME A JOURNEY TO PARIS.

IT'S A DREAM LIFE YOU'VE LEAD, I'M SURE.

THAT'S FOR ANOTHER DAY.

I'LL CALL AGAIN SOON

AND OFTEN, IF YOU'LL ALLOW ME.

I'D BE DISAPPOINTED IF YOU DIDN'T.

WALK ON.

BYE, AUNT.

BYE, CLYM.

GOODBYE.

GOOD LUCK.

MOTHER, I FEEL IT WAS TRUE FATE

THAT BROUGHT ME BACK HERE TO THE HEATH.

YOUR NIECE IS WED. YOUR SON'S HOME.

YOU CAN REJOICE TWICE IN ONE DAY.

YOU'RE GOING BACK TO A BETTER LIFE IN PARIS.

NO, MOTHER. I'M NOT GOING BACK.

WHAT?

NOW I CAN TELL YOU MY GREAT SECRET.

I INTEND TO STUDY AND START A SCHOOL HERE

TO EDUCATE FARMERS' SONS AND DAUGHTERS.

NO, CLYM, YOU CANNOT.

YOU CANNOT THROW AWAY ALL THOSE YEARS OF STUDY

AND PROSPERITY IN PARIS. WHAT FOR?

TO WIDEN THEIR WORLD,

BANISH IGNORANCE AND SUPERSTITION...

CLYM.

THE LIKES OF WHICH MOVED SUSAN NUNSUCH

TO STAB MISS VYE IN CHURCH TODAY.

WELL, PERHAPS YOU SHOULD KNOW,

THEY BELIEVE IT WAS EUSTACIA VYE'S FAULT

THAT MR. WILDEVE DALLIED SO LONG

BEFORE MARRYING YOUR COUSIN.

MOTHER, I KNOW.

MISS VYE TOLD ME SO

LESS THAN AN HOUR AGO.

THE TRUTH CLEVERLY TOLD IS THE BIGGEST LIE OF ALL.

SHE EXPECTED PEOPLE TO SAY THAT.

OH, YOU ARE BLINDED, CLYM.

I WANT YOU TO MEET HER, GET TO KNOW HER.

MEET HER?

NO.

NO, NEVER.

THE CRUELEST THING NEXT TO DEATH

A MOTHER CAN SUFFER--

TO SEE AN UNFIT CREATURE

TAKING OVER THE MIND AND LIFE OF HER ONLY SON.

DON'T MAKE ME SPEAK TO YOU

IN A WAY WE WILL BOTH REGRET.

ARE YOU SURE WE SHOULD DIG THESE UP?

OH, CHRISTIAN.

A FINE SPECIMEN.

LOOK AT THAT.

JUST THINK...

AN ANCIENT DRUID WAS IN HERE.

WHAT A CEREMONY THAT MUST'VE BEEN.

YOU FOUND THE CHOICEST OF THE LOT, CLYM.

SOME MAN'S BONES BEEN RESTING IN THAT POT

FOR A THOUSAND YEARS.

NO MAN RESTS HERE.

THIS URN HOLDS A BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN,

WHO DIED OF HEARTBREAK

BECAUSE HER WORLD BEGAN AND ENDED

ON THIS HORRIBLE HEATH.

YOU'VE DONE HER A GREAT FAVOR.

NOW HER SPIRIT CAN ESCAPE THIS PLACE

AND SEE WHAT WONDERS HAVE COME TO PASS.

HER FIRST STOP WILL BE PARIS, NO DOUBT.

WHAT DO YOU THINK, TIMOTHY?

WOULDN'T SHE BE THE PERFECT ONE

TO JOIN ME IN TEACHING THE YOUNG ONES ROUND HERE?

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, CLYM,

I CAN'T IMAGINE SUCH AN IDEA

EVER ENTERING HER HEAD.

HA HA.

I HEAR YOU ATTENDED THE OPENING OF A BARROW ON THE HEATH.

WELL, DID THEY FIND ANY BURIAL URNS?

A FEW.

I WOULD'VE LIKED TO HAVE HAD ONE.

AS PART OF THE HISTORY OF THIS PLACE.

YOU'RE TRYING TO MAKE ME FEEL GUILTY

FOR SEEING EUSTACIA VYE THESE PAST FEW WEEKS.

YOU KNOW FULL WELL I GAVE HER THE URN,

MY SHARE OF THE EXCAVATION.

IT'S NOT THE URN I CARE ABOUT. IT'S YOU.

IF NOT FOR HER, YOU'D HAVE RETURNED TO PARIS.

THREE MONTHS YOU'VE WASTED.

ABSENT I WAS A HERO, IN THE FLESH A DISGRACE?

IN DEFERENCE TO YOU,

I HAVE DECIDED TO ESTABLISH

A FINE PRIVATE SCHOOL IN BUDMOUTH.

IT MAY NOT MAKE ME RICH,

BUT YOU CAN TAKE PRIDE IN MY REPUTATION AS AN EDUCATOR.

DAY AFTER DAY,

READING, READING, READING.

YOU'LL GO BLIND BEFORE YOU FIND ANYTHING

TO LIFT THE LOT OF THESE HEATH PEOPLE.

THEY'VE BEEN CONTENT FOR CENTURIES.

LET THEM HAVE THEIR GHOSTS AND THEIR CURSES.

THERE'S AN ECLIPSE OF THE MOON TONIGHT.

I'M GOING OUT TO SEE IT.

PERHAPS YOU SHOULD TELL HER...

CHRISTIAN CANTLE SAYS DEAD FOLKS COME TO CLAIM THEIR OWN

FROM PEOPLE WHO KEEP THOSE BURIAL URNS.

I'D BE ASHAMED TO LET HER THINK

MY MOTHER WOULD EVEN REPEAT SUCH THINGS.

OH, MY DARLING, WHAT IS IT?

WHENEVER YOU'RE A FEW MINUTES LATE,

I FEAR OUR LOVE IS OVER.

NEVER.

I KEEP YOU WAITING

SO I CAN FEEL YOU CLING TO ME SO DESPERATELY.

SHAME ON YOU,

BUT YOU'RE RIGHT.

IT DOES SEND THE BLOOD RUSHING.

I CAN FEEL IT.

YOU'RE MISSING THE ECLIPSE.

YOU LOOK AT IT.

TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE.

A GREAT AND EXCITING DISCOVERY.

IT CHANGED MAN'S WHOLE VIEW OF THE WORLD.

COME NOW.

ALL THAT IN ONE LITTLE ECLIPSE?

OH, YES!

I CAN SENSE THE WAY THAT COPERNICUS

OR EVEN COLUMBUS MUST'VE FELT

WATCHING THAT CURVED SHADOW OF THE EARTH

CREEP ACROSS THE MOON

AND REALIZING THAT THE WORLD WAS REALLY ROUND,

NOT FLAT, AS ALL THE ANCIENTS SUPPOSED.

DID YOU SEE IT?

I SEE IT NOW IN YOUR EYES.

SOMETHING ELSE...

SOMETHING THAT FRIGHTENS ME.

WHAT ELSE? WHAT ELSE DO YOU SEE?

SADNESS.

YOUR MOTHER KNOWS OF OUR MEETINGS

AND SPEAKS AGAINST ME.

ALL I KNOW IS WE CANNOT GO ON LIKE THIS.

IT'S NOT SEEING YOU THAT HAS TO END.

IT'S PARTING FROM YOU THAT I CAN NO LONGER ENDURE.

BE MY WIFE.

SPEAK TO ME OF PARIS.

IS THERE ANY OTHER PLACE LIKE IT ON EARTH?

TELL ME OF THE TUILERIES AND THE LOUVRE.

I HATE TALKING OF PARIS. I'M FINISHED WITH PARIS.

I THOUGHT IT A SMALL THING TO ASK.

WELL, THERE IS ONE SUNNY ROOM IN THE LOUVRE,

WHICH WOULD MAKE A FITTING PLACE FOR YOU TO LIVE.

THE GALERIE D'APOLLON.

IN THE EARLY MORNING,

IT IS A PERFECT BLAZE OF SPLENDOR.

I USED TO VISIT IT ON SUNDAYS.

OH, YES.

I DISLIKE ENGLISH SUNDAYS SO MUCH.

HOW I SHOULD CHIME IN WITH THEIR MANNERS OVER THERE.

WE'LL GO BACK THERE, WON'T WE?

I HAVE VOWED NOT TO GO BACK, EUSTACIA.

YOU KNOW I PLAN TO TEACH.

I'D RATHER LIVE AND DIE IN A HERMITAGE HERE

WITH PROPER WORK TO DO.

YOU COULD TEACH ENGLISH IN PARIS.

IT'S PARIS YOUR HEART IS SET ON.

I WAS A FOOL TO THINK IT WAS ME.

NO, CLYM, NO.

NO, IT IS YOU.

YOU'LL NEVER STAY WITH YOUR PLAN TO TEACH,

I'M QUITE SURE. WE'LL SOON BE IN PARIS.

SO I PROMISE YOU...

I PROMISE THAT I WILL BE YOURS FOREVER AND EVER.

I'LL TAKE THAT AS A YES,

IF YOU'RE AFRAID TO SAY IT.

YES.

OH, YES.

YES.

ANOTHER ROUND, MR. WILDEVE!

WHAT IS IT?

YOU LOOK ILL.

I'VE JUST BEEN AT THE QUIET WOMAN.

CAPTAIN VYE ANNOUNCED THAT YOU AND EUSTACIA VYE

ARE ENGAGED TO BE MARRIED.

AND THEN HE TURNED...

AND WITNESSED MY SURPRISE AND SHAME.

I'M SORRY.

YOU DON'T MAKE IT EASY FOR ME TO TALK TO YOU.

YOU ALWAYS MAKE IT SOUND

AS THOUGH THE SUFFERING YOU CAUSE ME IS MY FAULT.

I DON'T MEAN TO.

I WISH I NEVER LIVED TO SEE THIS DAY,

SEE YOU THROWING AWAY EVERYTHING...

FOR HER.

I WON'T SUFFER THIS ANY LONGER IN MY OWN HOME.

I THINK....

YOU SHOULD BESTOW YOUR PRESENCE...

WHERE YOU BESTOW YOUR LOVE.

IF THIS IS THE SIZE OF MOTHER LOVE,

THEN I'VE OUTGROWN IT.

I'M STILL YOUR SON AND WILL SAY NO MORE,

BUT I'LL NO LONGER INFLICT MYSELF UPON YOU.

I'LL GO.

I KNEW SHE WOULDN'T SEE ME.

IT DOESN'T MATTER.

I'VE FOUND A LITTLE COTTAGE.

WE CAN BE MARRIED AT ONCE.

I'VE SAVED SOME MONEY FROM MY POSITION IN PARIS.

WE'LL GET BY.

HOW LONG?

HOW LONG MUST WE LIVE IN THIS LITTLE COTTAGE?

SIX MONTHS, PROBABLY.

I'LL HAVE FINISHED MY READING,

AND I'LL BE READY TO WORK IN BUDMOUTH.

SIX MONTHS. NO MORE.

DO YOU PROMISE?

OF COURSE.

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

TELL ME AGAIN OF THAT ONE SUNNY ROOM IN THE LOUVRE.

WHICH ROOM WAS THAT?

THE ONE THAT WOULD MAKE A FITTING PLACE FOR ME TO LIVE.

FIRST, SET THE DATE.

A FORTNIGHT...

BUT TELL ME.

TELL ME AGAIN OF THAT ROOM.

THE GALERIE D'APOLLON.

IN THE EARLY MORNING WHEN THE SUN IS BRIGHT,

THE RAYS BRISTLE AND DART

FROM THE GOLD AND SILVER PLATE,

TO THE JEWELS AND PRECIOUS STONES,

TILL THERE IS A PERFECT NETWORK OF LIGHT,

WHICH QUITE DAZZLES THE EYE.

OH, YOU SHOULD'VE COME.

IT WAS QUITE BEAUTIFUL.

THAT WEDDING WAS BORN OF TRICKERY.

EUSTACIA LOOKED SO HAPPY.

THEY MAKE A HANDSOME PAIR.

CLYM!

I SAW THE GREAT STEED PEGASUS OUTSIDE OUR DOOR.

WE TALKED.

THE FIRST TIME I SAW YOU,

YOU HAD SMALL HORSE FOR COMPANY, REMEMBER?

OF COURSE I REMEMBER.

IT WAS THE SAME PONY, CLYM.

I'D LIKE TO THINK HE BROUGHT YOU TO ME.

MAYBE HE DID.

JUST DON'T EVER LET HIM TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME.

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

THE LIGHT IN HERE IS NOT SO GOOD.

I HEARD YOU WERE STILL ABOUT ON THE HEATH,

BUT YOU NEVER VISIT THE INN.

I HAVEN'T FOUND THE OCCASION.

SINCE YOU HAVEN'T VISITED ME,

I DECIDED TO VISIT YOU.

FRIENDS DO THAT, YOU KNOW.

WELL, IT'S A PLEASURE I WASN'T EXPECTING.

YOU DON'T, UH...

YOU DON'T LOOK AS HAPPY AS YOU SHOULD BE.

OH, WHO IS, DIGGORY? WHO IS?

HUSBANDS WILL PLAY THE TRUANT, YOU KNOW?

I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT KNOW SOME WAY TO KEEP DAMON HOME.

WELL, THAT'S DIFFICULT...

BECAUSE I CAN'T IMAGINE ANYONE WANTING TO LEAVE YOUR SIDE.

I'LL PUT MY MIND TO IT,

SEE IF THERE MIGHT BE SOME WAY

OF KEEPING THE INNKEEPER IN HIS INN.

CLYM, COME HERE.

LOOK AT THE MOON.

I WANT TO KNOW.

HOW DOES THAT MOON APPEAR OVER PARIS TONIGHT?

YOU CAN TELL ME.

YOU CAN HARDLY SEE IT THROUGH THE SMOKE OF CHIMNEYS,

WITH BUILDINGS BLOCKING ALMOST EVERY WINDOW.

'TIS FAR MORE BEAUTIFUL HERE.

EUSTACIA.

OH, CLYM.

EUSTACIA!

HELP!

EUSTACIA!

HELP!

EUSTACIA!

CLYM!

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

I CAN'T SEE THE WORDS.

IT'S ALL BLURRED.

I THINK I'M GOING BLIND.

BLIND?

NO!

NO.

OH, MY BEAUTIFUL EUSTACIA.

PLEASE DON'T LET YOUR FACE BE LOST TO ME.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

OH, NO.

OH, NO.

OH, NO.

"THE 31st OF MAY, 1669.

"I MUST ENDEAVOR TO KEEP A MARGIN IN MY BOOK OPEN,

"TO ADD HERE AND THERE,

"AND NOTE IN SHORTHAND, WITH MY OWN HAND,

"AND THUS END ALL THAT I SHALL EVER BE ABLE TO DO

"WITH MY OWN EYES,

IN THE KEEPING OF MY JOURNAL."

SEE? EVEN THE GREAT SAMUEL PEPYS WHEN HE WAS BUT 36,

HAD HIS EYES FAIL ON HIM.

IF IT WEREN'T FOR THESE CURSED BOOKS,

YOU'D BE BRIGHT-EYED AND BACK IN PARIS,

PROSPEROUS, AND WE WOULD BE HAPPY,

NOT SITTING HERE TALKING AS IF THIS HALF-BLINDNESS

WAS SOME KIND OF BLESSING.

YOU ARE MY BLESSING, EUSTACIA.

FATE PUT YOU AT MY SIDE BEFORE THIS HAPPENED.

I'LL HAVE A SMALLER SCHOOL NOW, TRUE,

BUT I CAN TEACH FROM MEMORY.

WE CAN STILL BE HAPPY.

GOOD DAY, CLYM!

IS THAT YOU, HUMPHREY?

YES.

DIDN'T SEE YOU THERE.

THAT'S NO SURPRISE BY NOW.

HALF OF WHAT'S VISIBLE AIN'T WORTH LOOKING AT,

WOULDN'T YOU SAY, MRS. YEOBRIGHT?

I WAS SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR CONDITION.

IF YOUR WORK WAS AS LOW CLASS AS MINE,

YOU COULD GO ON.

YES.

YES!

HOW MUCH DO YOU GET FOR CUTTING THOSE FURZE BUNDLES?

HALF A CROWN A HUNDRED.

ON LONG DAYS, I CAN LIVE WELL ON THE WAGES.

THE OUTDOOR EXERCISE

WILL DO ME GOOD.

I CAN KEEP DOWN OUR EXPENDITURES.

WHAT WOULD I NEED?

I CAN LEND YOU SOME LEATHER LEGGINGS AND GAUNTLETS

TILL YOU GET YOUR OWN.

THEN YOU'LL NEED A WHETSTONE, A HOOK, SOME GOOD BOOTS.

WHEREABOUTS DO YOU GO THEN?

THE GALERIE D'APOLLON...

IN THE EARLY MORNING...

WHEN THE SUN IS BRIGHT...

THE RAYS BRISTLE AND DART...

UNTIL THERE IS A PERFECT NETWORK OF LIGHT

THAT QUITE DAZZLES THE EYE.

CLYM?

EUSTACIA?

I COULDN'T BELIEVE MY EARS.

SINGING?

IT'S ONLY A LITTLE SONG.

WOULD YOU MIND IF I WENT TO THE VILLAGE PICNIC AT EAST EGDON?

TO DANCE?

YES, I SUPPOSE SO. YES.

OF COURSE. IT WOULD BE GOOD FOR YOU.

ARE YOU JEALOUS?

OF COURSE I'M JEALOUS.

IT FRIGHTENS ME TO REALIZE OTHER MEN NOW TAKE JOY

IN A BEAUTY I CAN NO LONGER SEE.

YOU'RE MY HUSBAND. IS THAT NOT ENOUGH?

ONLY IF YOU ARE MY WIFE, WITHOUT REGRET.

I WON'T STAY LONG.

I'LL MEET YOU ON THE ROAD AND BRING YOU HOME.

YES.

EUSTACIA.

DAMON.

NO ONE OUT THERE HOLDS A CANDLE TO YOU.

YOU STARTLED ME.

DO YOU STILL LIKE TO DANCE AS MUCH AS EVER?

I THINK SO.

WILL YOU DANCE WITH ME?

YOUR HUSBAND AND MY WIFE ARE COUSINS.

CONSIDER ME A HARMLESS RELATION.

EUSTACIA!

WELL, I JUST DISCOVERED SOMETHING.

AND WHAT MIGHT THAT BE?

WITH OTHERS, IT'S JUST EXERCISE.

WITH YOU, DANCE BECOMES AN ART.

WHY, THANK YOU.

ALL SUCH EXAGGERATIONS ARE APPRECIATED THESE DAYS.

I'M SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT CLYM.

TRULY.

WE ALL THOUGHT

HE WAS GOING TO TAKE YOU OFF TO PARIS.

PARIS WILL HAVE TO DO WITHOUT ME...

FOR THE PRESENT, AT LEAST.

HER LOSS MORE THAN YOURS, I'D SAY.

I MUST BE GOING.

I'LL WALK YOU HOME IF YOU WANT.

CLYM IS COMING TO MEET ME PART WAY.

IF YOU THINK IT UNWISE...

YOU'RE IN THE WRONG COMPANY

IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR WISDOM.

I THANK YOU FOR WALKING WITH ME, DIGGORY.

WE MAKE GOOD COMPANY.

YOU HAVE TROUBLE SEEING,

AND I'D JUST AS SOON NOT BE SEEN.

IS SOMEONE COMING?

IT'S CLYM.

HE'S WITH DIGGORY VENN.

I SHOULD GO.

NEITHER OF THEM WOULD BELIEVE WE MET BY CHANCE.

GOOD NIGHT THEN.

THAT'S MRS. YEOBRIGHT AND...

SOMEONE ELSE?

I--I...

CAN'T TELL.

CLYM, IT IS YOU.

MR. VENN.

DIGGORY, I LEAVE YOU TO RETURN WITH A LADY

FAR TOO BEAUTIFUL TO WALK ALONE.

DIDN'T ANYONE OFFER TO WALK WITH YOU?

ONE OF THE HEATH PEOPLE WALKED ME.

I KNOW SO FEW OF THEM BY NAME.

WELL, I HOPE TO FIND YOU BETTER SOON, CLYM.

GOODBYE TO YOU BOTH.

GOODBYE.

STRANGE.

YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE I CAN TRUST

TO BRING ME BAD NEWS WITH GOOD INTENTIONS.

YOUR SON'S MISFORTUNE HAS LED WILDEVE TO SHOW,

UH...MORE THAN CASUAL INTEREST

IN EUSTACIA AGAIN.

THIS CAN ONLY MEAN MORE UNHAPPINESS

FOR CLYM AND THOMASIN, I FEAR.

I PROTESTED AGAINST THEIR MARRIAGES.

THEY DIDN'T LISTEN.

NOW I'M TOO WEAK.

I...I CAN DO NO MORE.

MAYBE IF YOU WOULD MEND WITH YOUR SON.

I THINK YOUR PRESENCE WOULD MAKE WILDEVE WALK STRAIGHTER

THAN HE IS INCLINED TO DO.

I WILL ADMIT TO YOU, I HAVE THOUGHT OF IT.

I SHOULD WISH TO DIE IN PEACE.

HE IS MY ONLY SON.

AS FOR THOMASIN,

I FORGAVE HER LONG AGO...

AND I FORGIVE HIM NOW.

YES, PERHAPS I SHOULD GO.

WHY HAVE YOU COME?

FOR THE SIGHT OF YOU AGAIN.

WHY IS HE SLEEPING THERE?

HE'S VERY TIRED.

HE GOES OUT AT HALF PAST 4:00 CUTTING FURZE.

THE FATES HAVE TREATED YOU POORLY.

CLYM IS A GOOD MAN.

MOST WOMEN WOULD GO FAR FOR SUCH A HUSBAND.

YOU DON'T EVEN BREATHE THE SAME AIR AS MOST WOMEN.

GOD, HOW I ENVY HIM THAT SLEEP.

KNOWING YOU'RE HERE

GIVES HIM THAT PEACE OF MIND.

I HAVE NOT THAT PEACE.

CLYM?

IT'S HIS MOTHER.

MOTHER?

MOTHER?

CLYM WILL LET HER IN.

I SHOULD LEAVE.

THIS WAY.

TRULY, EUSTACIA...

I'VE HAD ALL I CAME FOR.

GOODBYE.

MRS. YEOBRIGHT.

MRS. YEOBRIGHT.

YOU LOOK AS THOUGH YOU'VE SEEN A GHOST.

I'VE SEEN WHAT'S WORSE...

A WOMAN'S FACE...

LOOKING AT ME THROUGH A WINDOWPANE

LIKE A STRANGER.

YOU WANT ME TO HELP GET YOU TO MR. CLYM'S PLACE?

IT'S JUST DOWN THERE.

NO. I JUST CAME FROM THERE.

THEY WOULDN'T LET ME IN.

WOULDN'T LET YOU IN?

I'VE BEEN CAST OFF BY MY SON.

WHAT IS IT, JOHNNY?

IT'S MRS. YEOBRIGHT.

I'VE GOT TO GET MR. CLYM.

MR. CLYM!

MR. CLYM!

MR. CLYM! MR. CLYM!

JOHNNY

SOMETHING TERRIBLE, MR. CLYM!

EASY, LAD.

YOUR MOTHER, MR. CLYM--

ON THE PATH AT DEVIL'S BELLOWS. I FOUND HER.

SHE'S DEAD, SIR.

NO! SHE IS!

EUSTACIA...

SHOW ME! SHOW ME!

WHERE IS SHE, JOHNNY?

THIS WAY, MR. CLYM.

MIND THE BRANCHES, CLYM. CAREFUL NOW.

CLYM.

OH...

OH...

I DREAMED SHE WAS COMING.

SHE WAS ON HER WAY TO MY HOME,

BUT SHE COULDN'T MAKE IT.

OH, NO, MR. CLYM.

SHE SAID SHE'D ALREADY BEEN THERE,

BUT NO ONE WOULD OPEN THE DOOR.

SHE SAID WHAT?

AND SHE SAID, "I'VE BEEN CAST OFF BY MY SON."

"CAST OFF BY MY SON"?

YES, MR. CLYM.

JOHNNY.

AND SHE ALSO SAID

SHE'D SEEN A WOMAN IN THE WINDOW.

CHARLEY, THERE MUST BE MORE TO IT.

THERE'S A STORY ON THE HEATH, MR. CLYM,

THAT SOMEONE WAS SEEN ENTERING THE HOUSE.

WHO?

I DON'T KNOW. A MAN.

I DIDN'T SEE HIM MYSELF.

WHO SAW HIM?

SUSAN NUNSUCH SAW HIM. TIMOTHY FAIRWAY SAW HIM.

WHO WAS IT?

I DON'T KNOW. A MAN. THAT'S ALL I KNOW.

TELL ME.

THERE WAS A MAN HERE.

SOME ON THE HEATH SAW HIM ENTER.

TELL ME, OR I'LL--

KILL ME?

PLEASE DO.

THE LIFE YOU'VE FORCED ME TO LIVE HERE

WOULD MAKE DYING SEEM EASY.

I'LL NOT KILL YOU.

I'LL NOT MAKE YOU A MARTYR.

HOW BEWITCHED I WAS.

HOW COULD THERE BE ANY GOOD

IN A WOMAN EVERYBODY SPOKE ILL OF?

I CONFESS.

I WILLFULLY DIDN'T OPEN THE DOOR WHEN SHE KNOCKED

BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU'D GONE TO DO IT YOURSELF.

THAT IS THE EXTENT OF MY CRIME TOWARD HER.

I'VE COMMITTED NO CRIME AGAINST YOU...

EXCEPT FOR A LITTLE SELF-PITY, PERHAPS.

I HAVE LIVED ON PROMISES YOU NEVER MADE.

IT'S MY NATURE.

I HAVE A HUNGRY IMAGINATION,

AND IT STARVED HERE.

WAS THE MAN IN THE HOUSE WILDEVE?

OH, CLYM,

THE TRUTH WOULD SPOIL THIS GRAND RAGE YOU'VE BEEN FEEDING.

HERE WE ARE...

STILL WITHIN REACH OF EACH OTHER,

BUT THE DARKEST THOUGHTS A MAN COULD THINK

ARE BETWEEN US NOW FOREVER.

GOODBYE.

GREAT CHANCES HAVE BEEN LOST TO US...

SINCE THAT...

MISTY NIGHT YOU FIRST SAID...

"GOOD EVENING."

PEOPLE ASK ME, "WHO'S THAT OLD MAN

LIVING AT BLOOMS"

HELLO, THOMASIN.

TWO MONTHS NOW,

AND EVERY DAY YOU AGE A YEAR.

SEND FOR HER, CLYM.

I'VE THOUGHT OF IT,

BUT THE HURT OF IT ALL COMES BACK.

I HAVE HURT, TOO.

I'M SURE YOU CAN GUESS,

BUT I NEVER TURN HOPE AWAY.

IF I DON'T HEAR FROM HER SOON,

I'LL WRITE TO HER.

I DON'T REJOICE IN EMPTY ROOMS.

DO IT NOW!

TOMORROW'S THE 5th OF NOVEMBER.

THE BONFIRES WILL BE LIT.

MAKE IT AN OCCASION TO REMEMBER.

AH, YOU REMIND ME.

THESE NEED CLEANING.

A LOADED PISTOL ATTRACTS DAMPNESS THIS WEATHER.

I'VE NEVER MEDDLED IN YOUR AFFAIRS, GRANDDAUGHTER,

AND I'VE NEVER ASKED WHAT PASSED BETWEEN YOU.

I'LL ONLY SAY YOU APPEARED HAPPIER

WHEN YOU HAD HIM UNDER UNFORTUNATE CIRCUMSTANCES,

HAPPIER THAN YOU SEEM NOW THAT YOU DON'T HAVE HIM AT ALL.

MISS EUSTACIA, TOMORROW NIGHT'S THE 5th OF NOVEMBER.

I'LL LIGHT YOU A ROARING BONFIRE

THAT'LL PUT ALL THE OTHERS TO SHAME.

YOU'D LIKE THAT, WOULDN'T YOU NOW?

AYE. THERE GO MY BEST THORN ROOTS AGAIN.

EUSTACIA.

I SAW YOUR SIGNAL FIRE.

I HURRIED.

CHARLEY LIT IT.

I DIDN'T MEAN TO SIGNAL YOU.

I'M GLAD I CAME ANYWAY.

I'VE DONE YOU A GREAT HARM, EUSTACIA.

PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

NOT YOU.

IT'S THIS PLACE.

YOU DO NOT DESERVE WHAT YOU HAVE GOT, EUSTACIA.

I...

IF THERE IS ANYTHING I CAN DO, NAME IT.

ANYTHING YOU WANT BOUGHT,

ANY PLACE YOU WANT TO GO.

WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE THIS PLACE ALTOGETHER?

YES.

YES.

I'M NOT WANTED HERE.

MY HUSBAND DOES NOT CALL TO ME.

IF YOU COULD HELP ME AS FAR AS BUDMOUTH,

I CAN GET TO PARIS MYSELF.

THAT'S WHERE I WANT TO BE.

SHALL I...

COME WITH YOU TO PARIS?

MEET ME AT SHADWATER AT MIDNIGHT.

DRIVE ME TO BUDMOUTH FOR THE MORNING BOAT,

AND I'LL TELL YOU THEN.

PLEASE GO NOW.

THE NOTION WILL MELT IF WE TALK ABOUT IT.

I'LL NOT SAY A WORD AGAINST IT.

TILL MIDNIGHT.

I'M HOME, JOHNNY.

FEELING BETTER?

OH, YOU'RE STILL BURNING.

I'LL MAKE YOU BETTER, JOHNNY.

YOU'LL BE BETTER NOW.

A LETTER FOR MISS EUSTACIA FROM MR. CLYM.

SHE'S ASLEEP, BUT SHE'LL BE PLEASED

TO HAVE IT IN THE MORNING. THANK YOU.

MY DEAR EUSTACIA,

I AM OBEYING MY HEART IN WRITING TO YOU.

I BEG YOU TO FORGIVE ME AND SAY YOU WILL RETURN.

COME TO ME.

YOUR HUSBAND AS EVER, CLYM.

WALK ON.

HYAH! HYAH!

OH, CLYM!

CAPTAIN VYE'S JUST BEEN TO SEE ME.

AT THIS HOUR?

EUSTACIA'S DISAPPEARED FROM HIS HOUSE,

AND DAMON HAS JUST DRIVEN OFF.

THEY MAY BE LEAVING TOGETHER.

WHOA!

DAMON.

DAMON!

WHERE IS SHE?

THERE SHE IS, ON THE BRIDGE!

EUSTACIA!

NO!

EUSTACIA!

WHAT'S HAPPENED?

I CAN'T SEE HER!

WHERE IS SHE?

SHE'S GONE!

THERE SHE IS!

WHERE?

I'VE LOST HER!

EUSTACIA!

SHE'S THERE!

IS SHE ALL RIGHT?

I CAN'T SEE HER!

SHE'S IN THE FLOW!

NO, DAMON, SHE'S GONE!

IT'S TOO LATE!

PLEASE, PLEASE, DON'T!

THOMASIN, WHAT IS IT?

PLEASE, PLEASE! HELP THEM!

PLEASE!

DAMON!

DAMON, I'M COMING!

DAMON!

OH, DAMON.

DAMON.

NO!

NO!

OH...

MY LOVE.

MY LOVE.

I LIED TO YOU, EUSTACIA.

I LIED.

THE MOON ABOVE PARIS IS BEAUTIFUL.

IT IS.

EUSTACIA.

EUSTACIA!

♪ SHE CRIED, "I AM UNDONE!" ♪

♪ OH, HUSH YOUR TONGUE, YOU FOOLISH GIRL ♪

♪ FOR THE FOGGY, FOGGY DEW IS GONE ♪

♪ I NEVER TOLD HER OF MY THOUGHTS ♪

♪ AND I NEVER INTEND TO DO ♪

♪ BUT THE WAY SHE GIVES ME A WINK OR A SMILE... ♪

HELLO, MR. CLYM.

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

IT SOUNDS LIKE THEY'RE GETTING A PROPER START.

DO THEY LOOK HAPPY?

AYE, HAPPY AND THEN SOME.

YOU OUGHT TO GO IN AND JOIN THEM.

IT'S YOUR HOUSE.

TAKE ANOTHER LOOK. WOULD YOU SAY THEY MISSED ME?

NOT A BIT IN THE WORLD.

TO DIGGORY AND THOMASIN--

A LONG AND HAPPY LIFE.

OH, CHARLEY, I ALMOST FORGOT.

FROM THAT FIRST DAY I CAME CALLING AT MISTOVER KNAP--

DO YOU REMEMBER?

YES, SIR, I DO.

I COULD TELL YOU WERE FOND OF MISS EUSTACIA.

HERE'S A TRESS OF HER HAIR.

I THINK SHE'D LIKE YOU TO HAVE IT.

SHE OFTEN MENTIONED YOU WERE KIND TO HER.

AND SO I TEACH,

NOT FROM ANY CREED OR SYSTEM OF PHILOSOPHY,

BUT FROM THE OPINIONS AND THE ACTIONS

COMMON TO ALL GOOD MEN.

I TEACH BECAUSE...

TO TEACH IS TO LEARN...

TO LEARN THAT LOVE CAN ONLY BE GIVEN, NEVER TAKEN,

TO LEARN THAT ONE SHOULD FORGIVE QUICKLY

BECAUSE TIME IS SHORT,

TO LEARN THAT TRUE BEAUTY, LIKE THE BEAUTY OF TRUTH,

NEVER DIES.

EUSTACIA?

MY EUSTACIA.

AS YOU KNOW,

MY DEAR FRIENDS,

THIS BELOVED COUNTRYSIDE, WHICH CALLED ME HOME,

I CAN NOW ONLY DIMLY SEE.

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