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I'm calling from Los Angeles.

I'd like to verify a check.

Your London branch.

Uh, the name of the company is Wiggins and Trumbull Development.

Uh, yes, the account number is one-two-nine-six-six-six.

Fifty thousand dollars.

Margaret Walsh.

Does that mean I can spend it?

Yes, thank you. Thank you very much.

What'd they say?

I talked to the company in London, and they want us for the job.

They want us there on the 22nd.

What about the job? What job?

I mean, uh, did they say what we're gonna be building?

I don't know. They said what they said in the letter, an interior design,

and that we come highly recommended.

Highly recommended. By who?

I don't know. They didn't say.

We get an offer for a job from somebody we don't even know.

They won't tell us anything about what it is we're gonna be building.

They give us an advance for $50,000...

...and they didn't say anything.

They said to be there on the 22nd.

It's 10 days till then. Let's go over and enjoy it.

Honey, when I know what it is we're gonna be doing then maybe I'll enjoy it.

I think we ought to check it out some more.

Why can't we check it out over there?

Listen, I don't understand anything about this either,

...but I want to go to England.

It'd be so nice to get away.

So what are we gonna do, we're just gonna walk out of here and leave it?

We'll get someone to water the plants and we'll lock the door.

We could have so much fun.

We could go to the country, ride some horses,

...catch a fish.

Oh, slim.

There ain't gonna be any sunshine over there.

Please come with me.

Okay.

- Want some breakfast? - Sure.

♪ I'm going back ♪

♪ Across the sky ♪

♪ To places I have never been ♪

♪ But something seems to be ♪

♪ Slowly drawing me away ♪

♪ And that's what come what may ♪

♪ I'm going back ♪

♪ To faces I have never seen ♪

♪ To feel the freedom ♪

♪ Of a sweet clear winter's ♪ ♪ golden day ♪

♪ A sunset stained with gold ♪

♪ A love that never grows cold ♪

♪ While you're the hand that I hold ♪

♪ I'll face my years to be ♪

♪ And we may find ♪

♪ that as the story is told ♪

♪ We'll watch the future unfold ♪

♪ Another side of me ♪

♪ I'm going back ♪

♪ At last I'm sure ♪

♪ I need you more than ever now ♪

♪ And through the distance ♪

♪ We'll see things in another light ♪

♪ If we just raise our sights ♪

♪ And looking back ♪

♪ We'll understand it all somehow ♪

♪ Today forever and beyond ♪

♪ Together we will see ♪

♪ Another side ♪

♪ Of me ♪

For God's sake, don't move.

Now then, are you both all right?

Oh, yeah, yeah, we're fine, just fine.

Well, it was a nasty spill.

Now then, where does it hurt?

All over.

Listen, I'm going to do something for you.

How many fingers can you see?

Six or seven.

- Can you stand up? Come on. - Yes, I can stand.

- Wade's Garage should fix it in no time, sir. - Oh, that's fine, Harry.

Why don't you both come back to my house? It's not very far.

You can relax there, and we can sort out your ghastly transport problem.

And just leave this laying here for somebody else to haul off?

Oh, my dear chap, the bike will be perfectly all right, I assure you.

This isn't New York, you know.

We'll be all right.

Oh, no. I couldn't leave you stranded here.

Why don't you come back to my house for some tea?

Well, surely you can stop for tea?

In England, everything stops for tea.

What do you think?

This sure as hell isn't gonna take us anywhere.

Well, let's have tea.

Oh, by the way, my name is Jason Mountolive.

I'm Margaret Walsh, and this is Pete Danner.

How do you do?

Are you on holiday?

Well, yes and no.

Um, we're here on business.

We decided to come out and look at some of your beautiful countryside.

She wanted to find out where her English blood came from.

English blood? Good God!

You were half killed by the locals for your trouble.

- I'll see to it, sir. - All right, Harry.

There's no need to worry about the bike. I assure you, Reg is a first-class mechanic.

- Harry? - Ah, Reg. Got a job for you.

Where?

Motorcycle, Gypsy Lane. Can you do it?

- Whose is it? - Ask no questions, get no lies, eh?

- No rush, eh? - All right.

That's taken care of, sir. Right, Harry.

Thank you, Finch.

- Afternoon, Mr. Mountolive, sir. - Afternoon, Jenkins.

- This is all yours? - Yes.

- This is your house? - It's a lot cozier inside.

There's a ghost of my dear old aunt used to appear...

...stark naked on the balcony with her head under her arm.

Nevertheless, I want you to feel absolutely at home.

All right.

- Are you alright? - Hmm?

Oh yes, yes. I'm... I'm fine, thanks.

Do go in. I'll join you in a minute. Adams will take care of you.

All right.

Well, he said to make ourselves absolutely at home.

Is that what he said?

Who are we looking for?

- Somebody named Adams. - Oh, yes, Adams.

Well...

Oh.

It's craziness. Where in the hell is everybody?

What do you think this guy does?

Whatever it is, he's doing it right.

What are we doing? Let's get out of here.

On what?

Oh, yeah. How are your bones, slim?

Careful. I'm sore. Yes.

Miss Walsh?

We were looking for someone named Adams.

Well, I'm Nurse Adams, and you must be Mr...

Danner.

Would you come up, please? And bring your things with you.

Do you want some help? No, I can handle it.

This is your room, Miss Walsh.

We'll find something suitable for Mr. Danner.

Uh, just a minute. There must be some mistake.

- Yes? - We're just staying for a cup of tea.

Oh, I was told your motorcycle was beyond repair.

No, it isn't. No, we'll get it fixed.

In the meantime, we're gonna rent a car.

- Oh. Well you won't find one locally. - There's a garage in town.

Oh, Miss Walsh, you're not in Los Angeles now, you know.

Hardly anyone in these parts has cause to hire a car.

But Mr. Mountolive's chauffeur said he'd take you into the village tomorrow.

They'll look after you there. Everything closes early at this time of year.

If this room isn't to your liking, we can find you another.

So we'll rough it for the night.

Thank you. The room will be just fine for both of us.

I'm sure you'd like to rest after your accident.

You won't be disturbed.

Sweet lady.

She took it for granted we would be staying.

Oh, Maggie.

Well, how do they know to have a fire burning?

Well, it is the middle of winter, and it's cold outside.

Honey, what's the matter?

Are you okay?

I'm just trying to get warm.

Come here and I'll get you warm.

She did say we wouldn't be disturbed, didn't she?

Did she?

What's that?

- Watch your step, sir. - Merci bien.

Watch your step, madam.

- Oh... - What is it? What's happening?

It looks like we're not the only guests.

- It's just like old times. - Who is that up there?

Hello, handsome.

Another gift from Jason, darling?

- When is the American due? - She's here already, sir.

Already? But she hasn't been up to see him yet though?

I really wouldn't know, sir.

And who is the handsome young man?

Apparently, he is the young lady's friend, madam.

He came with her?

Bad luck for Maria.

- Did Mr. Jackson arrive yet? - Eh, no, madam, not yet.

This is too much.

What are we doing here?

I don't know.

- I'm gonna take a shower. - Just save me some hot water.

All right.

Ah! Hot, son of a bitch! Ah!

Maggie!

Pete. What happened?

The goddamned English plumbing, that's what happened.

- Watch out for glass! - Well, your back, it's...

Honey, it's all right! Get off the glass!

I'm gonna go downstairs and get something.

Maggie, just forget about it. Just relax, will you?

You relax too.

Now as you all know, Mr. Mountolive...

- Oh, excuse me. - Can I help you, ma'am?

I was looking for some antiseptic.

We've had an accident in the shower, and Pete has cut himself.

- Oh, dear. - N... Nurse Adams will help you.

I'm afraid the shower door's been broken also. I'm terribly sorry.

Oh, that's all right. I'll send a maid to clear up.

- Can you manage? - Yes, thank you.

Mind how you go, now.

Yes.

As I was saying, Mr. Mountolive is fading fast.

We won't be seeing him much more,

but I know you will be very patient, and I know I can rely on you.

Well, who's going to be the master of the house?

Excuse me. I was, uh, looking for a telephone.

You've come to the right place. How do you do?

- Pete Danner. - Jacques Grandier.

My pleasure. I saw you come in on the helicopter this afternoon.

Oh, yes. I saw you too.

Yes, the trip was, as usual, uneventful.

- Is this Wade's Garage? - Wade's. Yes.

- Yeah, Reg? - Who's that?

- Pete Danner. - Pete what?

- Danner. - Oh, yes, Mr. Danner.

The smashed up Triumph. Jason Mountolive brought us in.

- Oh, yes. - How's it looking?

- Well, not quite right yet, sir. - Damn.

Look, uh, I wonder if maybe you can rent me a car?

I'll try, sir.

Mm-hmm. Well, will you see what you can do?

Okay. And call me back at Mountolive's house, will you?

- Right, sir. - Right. Okay, thanks.

Cheers.

You are in the hands of a very primitive people.

Hmm. Life in the country.

I trust Mr. Danner has recovered, Miss Walsh.

Yes.

- Ah, good. - Yes.

I was just looking around.

The Mountolives have lived here a long time.

Yes, they have a long history of survival at Ravenshurst.

- What a good likeness. - Yes.

Mr. Mountolive was a very striking person.

Was?

We'll be serving drinks shortly, if you'd like to join us.

Thank you.

Is that her?

You should concentrate. You are going to lose.

I never lose, my friend.

Nor do I, my friend.

Where's that blonde lady that came in with you this afternoon?

Maria is in her pool.

- Her pool? - Where else?

Jason is a very generous man.

He must be.

Shall I take your things, sir?

Where is everyone?

I imagine they're in the Great Hall, sir, having a drink.

Hey, now. Things are looking up at Jason's.

Well, hooray for Hollywood. Hi, Maggie, I'm Clive.

Hi. I was just trying to get up my nerve to go meet everybody.

Well, come on, then. I'll hold your hand.

How did you know my name?

Harry told me about your accident. Are you okay now?

Oh, yes. Mr. Mountolive picked us up.

Did he now?

I'll take the things up to your usual room, sir.

Come on, Maggie. Come and meet the rest of the pack.

Ta-da! And now, folks, for my next guest.

Well, well, well. The six unite at last.

- Miss Walsh, you are welcome here. - Thank you.

- Hi Jack. Barbara. - Clive, how nice to see you.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Enchante, mademoiselle. - Mm. Hello.

You see they're okay, really. Almost human.

Where is Mr. Mountolive?

- Uh, he is upstairs, of course. - Oh.

Actually, I am very pleased to meet you.

We've all been looking forward to this so very much.

I see Karl is as pushy as ever.

I understand you're an architect.

Yes, I am.

- Tell me about this awful crash. - Oh, it wasn't that bad.

We just fell off the motorcycle.

- Let me introduce you. - Pete Danner. I'll be right back.

Hi. I'm-

- In New York or in, uh- - Excuse me, Los Angeles.

Hey, Harry.

Now I see why Mountolive built you the pool.

- Thank you. Coming in? - Maybe later.

You didn't happen to see somebody come through here, did you?

No. Soon it is dinner, no?

Yeah, pretty soon. You got, you got time. Swim some more.

Find Harry?

No.

What are you doing, taking a break?

Yeah. What are you doing?

Just browsing.

Come on. I'll buy you a drink.

Ah. There you are.

I wondered where you had got to.

I was watching Maria swim. She's fabulous.

You know, I've been thinking.

Perhaps we could find a moment or two this weekend...

...uh, to have a business chat?

Oh, certainly. Are you looking for an architect?

If you stay at any deluxe hotel anywhere on the Mediterranean,

...you can be sure it belongs to Jacques.

Are you all in the hotel business?

God, no.

I mean, can you really imagine Karl in the hotel business?

The man who was decorated by Hitler...

...three days before the end of the last World War...

...and now runs an industrial complex making weapons...

...and praying for the next World War to break out.

Clive has never forgiven us for losing the war but winning the peace.

And Barbara, whose family lost everything...

...when the Russians overran East Germany.

She came here a poor, little East German refugee.

But you know how it is. With a little help from, uh, your friend and mine,

...she now owns the largest publishing empire in Europe.

And Maria Gabrielli? She started, uh, romantically...

...in the slums of Naples and ended up the most prominent hostess in Rome.

Oh, and a championship swimmer.

So you see?

We have all achieved our greatest ambition.

All except Clive.

He wanted to be an English gentleman.

- Where did you end up? - I'm in the music business.

In Europe, he is the music business.

Where does Jason Mountolive fit in?

Well, the five of us owe Jason everything.

And in return, we run his businesses.

When he calls us we come, as you did.

But we just met him today.

Y... Yes. Now that you are here we are six.

You know what that means, the six?

What does it mean? The six what?

Karl, quickly.

There's been an accident.

She must have hit her head on the bottom.

Don't be stupid. She was a brilliant diver.

So what do you think happened, since you're so clever?

What are you waitin' on? Let's get her out of there!

Is she dead?

Yeah.

Did she hit her head?

Honey, there was not a mark on her.

Mr. Mountolive would like to see you.

Only Miss Walsh.

- Oh, now, come on. - He was most particular, Miss Walsh.

It'll only be a few minutes.

Look, it's all right.

I'll go upstairs. I'll thank him. I'll say good-bye.

We can leave in the morning, early.

Okay. I'll see you later.

Follow me.

- You said Mr. Mountolive wanted to see me. - Won't you sit down?

G... Good evening, Margaret.

Please make yourself c... Comfortable.

Welcome... to you all.

I would like to extend...

...a special welcome...

...to Margaret.

I have waited...

...so many years...

...to meet her.

Who is it?

My legacy...

...is vast... immeasurable.

The ring each of you wears...

...is the symbol of power.

The power that brings us together.

To you I bequeath my power,

...my knowledge and my estate.

You may divide them...

...amongst yourselves...

...at my death.

Now, Margaret, come to me...

...and receive the blessing of the ring.

M... Margaret, where are you?

- Are you near? - Yes.

Come inside.

No. No.

Pete. Pete.

Pete!

I can't get it off. I can't get it off.

Oh, Maggie.

Honey, relax. You've been pulling on that thing so hard your finger's swollen.

It'll come off. Just relax.

Come and lie down.

Honey.

- Maggie. - They're crazy.

I know they are. That's why we're gonna get out of here right now.

I'll go call for a car and I promise you we'll leave.

Honey, just relax.

I'll be right back, okay?

Look, you did see Jason, didn't you?

What do you think?

And did you talk about the American girl?

Oh, yes.

He repeated, uh, what he had told us,

...that, uh, the six of us will inherit.

And now that Maria is dead, the five of us will.

- Maria was murdered. - Oh, the idea is absurd.

It was no accident.

The only possible motive for murder would be money.

And who among us needs that?

What about power?

I don't know what you mean.

Jason's power.

Pete?

Kitty cat. Kitty cat.

All lines are temporarily engaged. Please try later.

Please try later.

All lines are temporarily engaged. Please try later.

You okay?

Well, it's no deal.

Couldn't even get an outside line.

So get a good night's sleep and go first thing in the morning.

You said you saw Jason last night, but you didn't, did you?

And you said you never lose.

I don't.

All right. Let's get out of here.

I'm afraid that's not possible now.

- The police have forbidden anyone to go. - The police?

They took Miss Gabrielli's body away early this morning.

They particularly wanted to speak to you.

After all, you were the last ones to see her alive.

Yeah, well, if they wanna talk to us, they can see us in town.

They're coming back to investigate fully. You are legally obliged to stay.

I guess she's right.

Maggie, did you see the police here this morning?

- No. - Neither did I.

Come on. We're going.

I'll see if I can get Harry to take us into town.

Ah, the uninvited guest.

Uh-huh.

- So, Harry. - Sir.

If you're ready now, we'd like to go into town this morning.

- Ready to go when you are, sir. - Right.

Say, Harry, uh, tell me.

What's really wrong with Mr. Mountolive?

Mr. Mountolive's sick, sir.

Huh! Well, he didn't look sick yesterday.

Well, actually, Mr. Mountolive's dying, sir.

- Dying? - Yes, sir.

My God, that was close, sir.

Karl, it must have slipped from your grasp.

Mr. Danner, we are so sorry. Please, please accept our apologies.

Karl, uh, is not very good.

Maybe you ought to stick to throwing darts.

We'll be right out.

Maggie!

Hey!

Where does that bastard think he's going?

You know you're getting to be a real pain in the ass.

We're never gonna get out of here.

Oh, yes, we are. Come on.

Come on.

Whoa.

Okay.

Hey, where do you think you're going then?

Come on then, fella. Come on.

Go on, Maggie, go on! Get out of here!

- Come on! - Stop!

Shut that gate! Now, damn it!

- I'll kick one of you! - Aah!

Oh, bother! Blast!

Now all we've got to do is find the garage. Let's go.

Let's go.

- Jesus. - Oh, no.

Looks like they were really working on it, doesn't it?

Pete.

Look what I see.

Come on.

Pete, it's right-hand drive.

Damn. It's all right. Come on. You drive.

That's a speedy little exit.

Well, what do you expect when you're stealing a car?

You'd better stay on your own side of the road, slim.

That's how we got into this mess in the first place, isn't it?

I know, I know. Get over there, will ya?

- What is this? - It's all right.

They're just working on the road. The light's green. Just take it easy.

- Watch out for that truck. - What is this?

Go around!

I've gotta get on the right side of the road. I mean the left side of the road.

Why don't you pull over and let me drive?

I thought you said I could handle it. I'm handling it, aren't I?

What's wrong?

This is startin' to look familiar.

I got a feeling we're on the wrong road. The same road.

Oh, no. I thought so.

We took the wrong road.

Well, what are you doing, honey? Are we going to stop for tea?

- Come on. Let's go. - Well, uh...

- Well? - It all looks the same, doesn't it?

I don't know.

Is it?

I don't believe it. I don't believe it!

- It's hopeless. - Honey, it isn't hopeless.

We've just got to get on the right road.

- You drive. - All right. Slide over.

My God!

Maggie?

Hey. What are you doing?

Hey, what is the matter with you?

You said you wanted to get out of there.

So we go through all that shit to get out of here,

...and now you're gonna turn around and go back?

No deal. We're going.

Now, come on and get in the car.

Shit!

You know, nothing works in this stinking country.

- You gonna talk to me? - We're never going to-

Miss Walsh? Dinner will be at 8:00 if you'd like to join us.

Well, I don't know.

Huh! Hm!

Hey. I want to know why you came back in here.

Because we can't stand around outside.

That woman drowns.

The select six. What does that mean?

Jason's will. This ring I can't get off.

- Wha... - Okay.

Now, just tell me. Just talk to me.

What if it's some kind of black magic?

Maybe that's why I came back.

You know, Maggie, this...

Unbelievable.

Where have you been all day?

Oh, just driving around.

I thought since you didn't bring anything formal,

...you might like to choose a dress for dinner.

- That's very nice of you. - Oh, it's nothing. Pick one.

Barbara.

Would you... answer a question?

I might. Ask the question.

What was the ceremony upstairs?

The six who wear the ring are all beholden to Jason.

I'm not.

You must be.

What brought you here?

- Work. A job. - Mm-hmm. Who gave you the job?

You know, Barbara, this is really a lot of bull.

- Nobody brought me here. - Hmm, you're right.

No one expected you.

I have known Jason for 25 years.

I love him deeply, and I trust him totally.

Jason will give you such wealth.

He will fulfill every whim, every fancy, every dream.

He's a wonderful, wonderful man.

When he gives you gifts,

...I tell you, accept them.

Enjoy them.

Trust Jason.

Yes, that's very nice.

- That's Margaret Walsingham. - Ahh!

- Oh, so you've seen the painting too. - Ah, there she is.

How nice.

It's lovely.

- You are looking very elegant. - Thank you.

- When are you leaving? - Tomorrow, early.

- The helicopter? - Of course.

Maggie. Could you, uh, give me some ham, please?

- Any chicken, sir? - No, thank you.

- Chicken, madam? - No, thank you.

The conversation we were having last evening.

Oh, yes?

- May we continue? - But of course.

I want to know...

I don't know how to ask this. I want to know...

...if you're involved in...

...black magic, the occult?

Uh, if you'd like to call it that, yes.

So are you, dearie.

Don't look like that. It's just another way of life.

I mean, we don't ride around on broomsticks or anything.

We've got the helicopters, uh, Rolls Royces.

It's q... quite nice, really. Excuse me.

Clive likes to treat everything with the same shallow humor.

I must tell you, it is a serious matter.

The power is not granted indiscriminately.

The power?

Oh, Jack's so pompous. Forget it and enjoy it.

Here's where it's at.

The old boy's gonna die,

...and we're here to bury him.

- Ta-da! - Let me get you some water.

- Oh! - I'll call the nurse!

What is it? What's the matter?

Get some water.

- Give him a chair. - Clive, here. Here, drink it.

Clive...

Get him on the table.

It must be a bone.

Give me a knife.

What the hell are you doing?

- It's called a tracheotomy, Mr. Danner. - She is a nurse, for God's sake.

Hold his head.

You got a nice touch, Nurse.

Now, why don't you go call the police, and this time I want to talk to them.

It was a bone. He'd only got seconds to live.

Are you gonna call the police, or do you want me to?

Mr. Danner, why don't you go to your room?

You're very overwrought. I'll take care of everything.

I'd say you'd already taken care of everything.

Isn't she beautiful?

I never saw her before last night.

Do you admire the ring on her finger?

She was born here.

When she was your age, she was dragged from the house...

...and burned at the stake...

...by orders of Queen Elizabeth I.

Margaret Walsingham.

She was succeeded by her illegitimate son.

His name was Jason of Mountolive.

Mm-hmm. In a ceremony very much like last night's,

...her little Jason inherited all her wealth...

...and all her power.

It has been in the family ever since.

So has this book she wrote.

Read it, Maggie,

...because I am afraid...

...more of us are going to die.

Maria's death was no accident.

Expert swimmers do not hit their heads on the bottom of a pool.

And what about Clive?

You served him at dinner.

Do you remember what he ate?

Ham.

- And some pate. - No chicken?

No.

- He choked on a chicken bone. - No!

Yes. Yes.

Take the book, Maggie.

Read it,

...and remember who your friend is.

"I, Margaret Walsingham, do bear witness in this wise."

" 'Take whatever thou desireth, ' saith..."

"...saith the Lord Satan."

" 'For thou shalt be my welcome debtor, '"

" '...and thou shalt pay thy debts to me in later time, '"

" '...for I shall press thee to my service in the halls of darkness.'"

"'And when my six seal bearers...'"

" '...shall be assembled on my last clays, '"

" '...I shall select one among them...' "

" '...to carry my soul forward.' "

Karl thinks you're the, uh, reincarnation of this Margaret Walsingham.

Well, now you know where your English blood came from.

I want to show you something.

Huh! I don't understand.

- Karl? He was here just a minute ago. - Well, maybe he went out the window.

Come here.

There.

Maggie, you've got to be kidding me.

I can't believe this.

I mean, that poor bastard is laying upstairs with his throat torn open,

...and they've got you running around down here...

...trying to figure out where you came from.

Honey, I've got to admit they've gone to an awful lot of trouble...

...to try to make you believe this whole thing.

But this is too much. Look at that thing. It's laughable.

Is there anything you require before bed, Miss Walsh?

Yes.

Where's Karl? He was here just a minute ago.

Oh, he had urgent business in Munich.

Yeah, well, he sure as hell didn't go out that door. Hey!

I want to talk to you.

Now where in the hell'd she go?

Karl?

What is this?

Barbara.

Munich, my ass.

Here, boy.

Good lad.

New Entry.

What is it? What happened?

They burned him, Maggie. They burned him to a crisp.

Who?

Karl! I guess it was him. I don't... It had to be him.

They cooked him. They cooked him and fed him to those dogs.

Karl.

Karl.

What's this?

Karl was acquitted of arson 13 years ago.

A man died in the fire. Oh...

Maria.

Maria drowned, right?

She was a madam. One of her call girls drowned in some guy's pool.

Clive...

...gave one of his musicians some pills,

...and the guy choked to death on stage.

Barbara.

You see, the punishment fits the crime. Jason bought their lives.

There's nothing on Jacques. Where's...

Where's the one on Jacques? There's nothing on him.

There's nothing on me either.

All right then. It's got to be Jacques.

- Come on. - Where?

Maggie, we gotta find Barbara.

I don't want to go.

Honey.

Okay, let's go...

- Barbara. - What do you want?

- Barbara, I've got to talk to you. - What time is it?

- What, now? - Something terrible has happened.

All right.

Let's say you're right and it is Jacques.

Now, how would he kill Karl and Clive and Maria?

All of them, and for what?

For money?

Who needs money?

Look, I hate to keep pushing,

...but we've been standing around here long enough.

Yes, I know.

Hello? Ah, yes.

Um, give me the chauffeur.

I wish to leave. At once.

Let's go.

Barbara.

We'll wait for you downstairs.

Do you want a drink?

Be right back.

Maggie.

Honey.

Oh, Maggie.

I was the last one to see her.

I was the last one to see Karl...

...and the last to see Maria and the last to see Clive.

Honey, come on.

- No! It's me! It's me! - Maggie. Maggie.

I'm the one! My family name is Walsingham! It's me!

Honey. Honey, listen to me!

Maggie. Maggie.

Listen to me. Listen. Listen, honey.

Listen to me. Honey, it's a name.

It's a name. That's all it is. Just a name.

Honey, it isn't you.

It isn't you. It's this place. It's these people.

Honey, it's just gotten to you. It's gotten to both of us.

- No. - Maggie.

Maggie, that's all it is.

That's all it is.

- It isn't you. - It is.

Honey, it isn't. It isn't.

Maggie, it isn't you.

I love you.

I'll be back.

Wait!

Pete.

Pete!

You see, it is me.

Maggie.

Maggie!

Thank you, Adams.

Margaret, are you there?

Yes.

- Jacques is dead. - I know.

Jacques thought you were the killer.

It... was... me.

And now-now you find six souls,

...and when you're dying, kill five...

...and the sixth will inherit Satan's power.

Maggie!

I'm dying, Margaret.

Take my legacy...

...my...

...power.

Keep out of here.

Maggie!

Maggie!

Oh, Pete.

It's all right.

It's all over now.

Please, come with me.

Adams, come on.

There's nothing to worry about.

Good morning.

Good morning, Lady Margaret.

Good morning, Adams.

I, uh... Let's go outside.

Yes.

Thank you, Adams.

Very well clone. Now off you go.

That's the idea.

Am I gonna be able to get that thing off?

Put it on and see.

You're gettin' tough to deal with, slim.

I know.

I've got the power.

Yeah, I know you have.

Now what are you gonna do with it?

Anything I want.