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People ask, where do you get your ideas?

Right here.

All this is my magician's toy shop.

I'm Ray Bradbury, and this is...

Oh, there you are. You want to hear about the murder, don't you? And how

waited for 40 years for it to happen.

Hoping, as only a woman can hope, it should have happened sooner. Never did.

Damn, it's a long way to death.

But we've always had time.

There was a time when all those chairs were full, and the people in them saw

what I thought, but didn't notice.

A long time ago, They saw the murderer, but didn't know that he was one.

And I've sat in this theater, waiting for the killer to appear on stage.

There he is.

The son.

And their big funeral car, here for their annual Greenwood summer.

And now watch this future murderer, this honorable son, reach into the funeral

car and lug out the window dummy, that ancient sachet of bones and talcum

dust that is named, as surely as a joke, Mother.

Hurry up. Yes, Mother.

Roger, why are you so slow?

I'm not, Mother.

Then let me fall.

Yes, Mother. Is he a killer?

Is she a victim?

I've waited 40 years.

This must be the year.

Hurry up.

Can't you do anything right?

Never have, Mother.

Every year the same.

Year after year.

No one but me to see now.

But that first year, everyone saw them arrive.

I saw.

I was there.

The court's over there.

Play later?

Roger!

Tag, you're it.

Didn't you hear me?

You're it.

Tag.

Roger.

You can walk with me.

I'll take care of the luggage.

The other, the weak side, haven't you learned?

You're bruising my arm.

Hi, Mother.

Not so fast.

Thank goodness we changed our minds and didn't go sailing off to France.

It would have killed me. You're not sorry, though?

No, Mother.

We'll see Paris next, eh?

Yes, Mother.

Be careful. Watch those flowers.

Silly girl.

Wasn't I silly?

I should have run away forever.

I stayed on.

Silly girl.

Silly woman.

Another year.

Another visit.

I dropped it.

Jaffer, you helped me to the cottage.

And you.

You carry the luggage for change.

Do you good?

Well. Well?

Here you are again.

Seems so.

You didn't go to Paris?

You haven't changed.

How should I? I'm already perfect.

Who told you that?

Well, you're not.

Tell me what way I'm not perfect.

You got any play clothes?

Play what? See, if I got you some old jeans and tennis shoes, would you wear

them? No.

Yes. Why?

We can play later, when I finish my chores.

Play what?

I don't know. Just play.

Roger!

Hurry up!

We can play later.

Okay? Oh, I don't know. I got to go.

Sure, Roger.

Mother's calling.

Here.

Why did you... Because.

Because... I... Anna?

Roger!

That summer,

When we were both 12, it was a summer or a time.

I knew we loved each other.

Six summers later, 12.

Make yourself useful.

This is a list of the special meals that I'll need.

See that they get it, and see that they get it right.

Shall I help you? I'm no cripple. I'll make it, even though it might kill me.

Go on!

Give me that.

Anna, is that you?

Damn right.

Who else would it be?

You've grown.

Out of shape.

I don't know what to do with these.

Hey, I'll tell you more. Come on.

I can't.

Sure you can.

Off the court, Carol.

Understand?

Sure do, Anna.

You did it! I'll be damned!

Anna!

Don't look over your shoulder. She can't see you.

Your voice, Carrie.

Now hear this!

Listen, world!

Roger's mother is not his mother!

Grandma.

She's not your mother.

Or your grandma.

Or your great -grandma, either.

Or your ancient, wicked sister.

She is a crone. A witch.

A queen of the mummified mummy. She stole you from the crib of a...

A beautiful queen and a handsome king.

You even look like her? Hell no!

Anna! Shut up. You came out here to play.

She's holding you for ransom.

I'm saving money, putting it in the bank to buy you back when you're 21.

Anna. You don't want to go on living with her while I...

She spins her webs and hangs upside down from the chandelier all night, do you?

I don't tend... Pipe down!

I'm not finished yet.

Do this, you do it. Do that, you do it. Do the other thing, you do it! Where

will it all end, Roger, damn it! Shut up! Not in Paris, that's for sure!

Shut up!

Roger Harrison, thank you.

Thank you for what? For being angry! for the first time in your life for telling

me to shut up.

I wanted that.

I won't shut up.

Yeah, you will.

Only one way to stop me.

I will stop you. No way.

No.

No.

That's better.

Let me stop, Roger.

Shut me up.

you shut.

Not quite.

Oh, Anna.

When we're 21, I'm going to marry you.

Who's going to let you?

She'll be dead by then.

Promise? I promise.

Roger.

I'm praying for her to die.

The next summer, they didn't come to the resort at all.

I heard she was sick.

I prayed every night she'd die.

Of course she didn't.

Of course they came back.

Mother.

I'd like you to meet... I do not meet girls who wait on table.

Anna, I'm sorry.

All right, Roger.

She knows I'm the enemy.

You're 21 now.

Remember?

Anna, one more year.

Two, three years at the most, the doctors say. She is going to live

She'll bury us both and drink wine at our funerals.

She knows we want her dead.

That gives her the power to go on.

Roger?

I'm not going to wait.

Another summer over.

Another wasted year of my life rolled away.

Why should I wait?

That mother was never going to leave that stage.

Anna?

Roger.

All right, Mother.

Who is he?

Paul. You know him?

He'll be managing here soon.

We're getting married in the fall.

But you love me.

Do I, Roger?

You'll be miserable.

I'm miserable now.

Wait.

What if she died?

This summer?

She won't.

What if she died two months from now? A month?

Two weeks.

Seven days.

How can you be sure?

I'll make myself sure.

Hannah! Oh, Hannah!

Oh, it's terrible!

Mrs. Harrison? No, no! Her son!

He's hung himself!

No, it wasn't.

What did you mean?

What did you mean by that?

What did you mean by doing that?

What?

Anna. What did you mean by doing that? Tell

me, Paul.

Looking at him there, I knew he'd tried to run away from both of us.

We were both impossible to him.

I married Paul, and Roger never came back.

He returned, but not to me.

They returned.

It and him.

The years went on.

We had no children.

Paul died, and she lived on.

And now it's almost over.

How many more years?

Surely you'll speak to me. Tell me it's time.

Here, now, this minute, today.

Roger. It's time. I would have thought so.

Sit down.

No, no, I can't stay.

I... But you brought something.

I found a poem.

I must read it to you.

My mother would be a falconess.

Die her fair falcon treading her wrist.

Go on.

She has muffled my dreams in the hood she has made me.

She rides with her little falcon upon her wrist.

She sends me abroad to try my wings.

And I come back to her.

The hole she had for me till the blood ran hot and I heard her cry out.

I saw her.

And I tore at her wrist with my savage beak.

Oh, my fool.

You should have read that years ago.

I've... I've read it now.

Something's happened.

Yes. What?

It's hard for me to say.

Something terrible.

Did you kill

her?

Or did she finally just die of her own poison?

Would it make a difference?

It's late.

I don't know.

Where will you go?

Somewhere.

Anywhere a long way off.

Maybe Paris at last.

Maybe Rome.

If nobody stops me.

Not me.

I'll give you a head start before I call the police. What will it matter if

there's a little delay?

I'm good at waiting.

Go find Paris, Roger.

Oh, Anna.

Anna.

Come with me.

I can't.

There's no reason why not.

There is.

You. Me.

I don't count.

That's just it, Roger. You do.

You've been married for 60 years. You don't need another falconry, do you?

Don't I?

You need to fly on your own, Roger Harris.

Take a little time away.

Go all around the world.

And when you've done that, come back.

Will you be here, waiting for me?

I haven't got it in me to wait anymore.

But I'll be here.

Oh, I'll be back. I'll be back.

I swear I will.

I'll be with you.

I love you, Anna.

I know.