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Don't go, Pierre.

Don't ever leave me.

You make me feel alive.

The restoration work is finished, Susan.

I cannotjustify staying here any longer to my superiors.

Then I'll order more restoration work at the castle.

I'll make all the walls in the villa fall down just to keep you with me.

Be reasonable, Susan.

A thousand commitments force me to return to Paris.

Besides, our worlds are so different...

Your wealth, your family name...

- So many reasons... - Your world is mine now, Pierre.

What about Lord Harold?

I've kept our love a secret...

Yes, we grew up together...

...but now I know he'll always be like a brother to me.

There's still your uncle, tied to his name,

to his traditions.

Uncle Neville wants me to be happy.

Besides, I'll be twenty-one in six months.

You're adorably unreasonable.

THE VENGEANCE OF LADY MORGAN

Thank you, Thomas.

Lady Susan, I hope the colt behaved well?

Perfectly, Joseph.

For the architect.

Bad news?

I'm needed in Paris.

It's nothing serious.

Then there's no time to lose, we must clarify everything.

Joseph, where's my uncle?

He's in the lounge. With Lord Harold.

Leave it to me.

Do you think it's the right time?

Why wait?

I want you to leave peacefully and return as soon as possible.

...that magnificent horse really was full of life.

- Oh, come, Susan. - Good morning, Uncle Neville.

- How are you, my dear? - Fine, Harold.

- Have a seat. - No, I'd rather stand.

Has that horse been misbehaving?

Uncle Neville!

- I was wrong to give it to you. - Quite the opposite...

You couldn't have given me a better present,

and I'm most grateful.

But there's something I have to tell you.

I like you, Harold.

A lot.

- But I don't love you. - What are you saying, Susan?

The truth, Uncle.

Your words cause me great pain.

I'm sorry, Harold,

but I'm sure you understand me... and forgive me.

Please, Susan...

Don't make things worse.

Perhaps you need time to assess your feelings?

You are, and always will be, my clearest friend, Harold.

I cannot deceive you.

I love Pierre Brissac.

And I intend to marry him.

- Will you be happy with him? - Yes.

I hope so, Uncle.

Then I hope so, too.

Only you and I remain of the Blackhouses...

Your happiness is what matters most.

I wish you all the best, Susan.

And, no matter what happens...

...l'll always be close by.

Uncle, I'm so happy.

That's all that matters.

Harold is a good man.

He'll know how to make you happy.

And you have your whole life ahead of you.

I found happiness with Pierre...

My future wasn't with Harold.

I didn't love my husband when I married him.

Then, in time...

For me, time stopped at Dover.

With your permission, my lord,

I must say, it suits you.

Thank you, Roger.

Just think, if Pierre Brissac hadn't died at sea...

...you wouldn't be marrying the richest heiress in the county.

You may go, Roger.

Yes, my lord.

Is the bride ready?

Yes, my lord. See how beautiful she looks.

You're a marvel, my little one.

Uncle Neville!

I thought Harold would be the perfect companion for you.

But I'm mistaken, I'll tell him myself.

No.

I'll marry him if you take me away with you.

I promised, dear.

And Harold has accepted this sacrifice like the gentleman he is.

Thank you.

I promise when I return I'll be a good companion for my husband.

Good.

Do you, Harold Morgan, take Susan Helen Blackhouse as your wife?

- Yes. - And you, Susan Helen Blackhouse,

do you take Harold Morgan as your husband?

- Yes. - Louder.

- Yes. - Louder.

Yes! Yes!

- Yes! - No.

Yes!

- Yes! - No.

Yes!

- Yes! - No.

After three months battling death, it's the first sign of life.

Will he recover, Doctor?

It's too early to say.

But the fact that he's spoken leaves me optimistic.

We'll be able to find out who he is.

I gave you a bride, Harold, but I hope to return you a wife.

I'm very grateful for everything you've done for me...

For us.

This trip was a good idea.

I'll be back soon, Margaret.

Good bye.

Promise me you'll only return when you feel it in your heart.

Thank you, Harold.

Have a safe trip.

Where do you come from?

Where do you come from?

I don't remember.

Try to remember, but don't strain yourself.

Do you know what your name is?

My name...

No, I don't remember.

I only remember water...

So much water.

Please.

Thank you.

Welcome back, my lady.

- Where's Thomas? - I wouldn't know, my lady.

- And Joseph? - I don't know, my lady.

- And you are? - Roger, the servant.

- Susan. - Harold!

What a fine day.

- Welcome back. - I'm so happy to see you again.

Those are the most beautiful words I've heard till now.

- Welcome back, my lady. - Thank you.

- Miss...? - Lillian.

Miss Lillian is the new governess.

Where's Margaret?

She didn't want to stay after you left.

She's gone to live with her grandchildren in Essex.

And Joseph?

He fell ill and is being looked after by his relatives in the village.

Then none of my faithful servants remain?

There's always Marta. Besides, Miss Lillian...

- ...deserves all of our esteem, Susan. - Thank you, my lord.

I hope to earn the lady's trust and respect shortly.

I was very close to Margaret, sorry.

Forgive me, but returning here has made me so emotional, so nervous.

I understand.

- And where is Uncle Neville? - He stayed in Glenmorgan.

He said he didn't want to get in the way.

That wasn't necessary of Uncle Neville.

We will remain just good friends until... you decide.

You must be tired.

It was a long journey.

- I think I'll rest. - I'll see you at dinner.

Please accompany Lady Morgan.

Welcome back, Miss Susan.

Forgive me, Lady Morgan.

I feel tired.

I feel tired.

Very tired.

You're tired from the journey.

Very tired.

You must rest.

Rest.

Rest.

Susan.

Listen to me, Susan.

Your fragile mind is so confused.

The images are blurred,

and you can't tell the difference between illusion and reality,

between the past and the present...

...between good and bad.

Your conscience wavers,

and your mind begins to wander in the darkness.

You have no will anymore,

and your reasoning disappears.

You are under my control, Susan,

and you will obey me.

You will do everything I say.

You cannot fight it.

You are under my control.

You are under my control.

You are under my control.

Open up! Open up!

Let me out! Let me out!

Open up!

- Susan. - Open up! Open up!

Calm down, Susan. Calm down.

Just open the door.

I can't, I'm locked in.

No one's locked you in, trust me.

The key must be in the lock.

It's not there.

Heavens above, look for it, it must be in your room.

It's not here.

Perhaps you put it somewhere?

Have a good look.

- Have you found it? - No!

Susan, check your pockets.

Answer me. Have you found it?

Have you found it?

Susan!

Forgive me, Harold.

Forgive me.

Wait for me downstairs, I'll be down shortly.

Have something, you'll feel better.

I'm not hungry, thanks.

You must try, dear.

You're very pale.

Do you feel ill?

No... no.

You're not worried about that banal episode with the key?

These disturbances are easily cured.

I'm fine.

I'm not ill.

The wine.

Of course, dear.

I was only saying it to calm you.

Thank you, Harold, but don't worry, I'm just tired.

To your return.

Drink. You'll feel better.

My glass is empty. You didn't fill it up.

Really, my lady?

You only pretended to.

That's impossible.

Perhaps you were distracted, my dear?

I haven't drunk anything. I remember clearly.

But the glass was full.

I saw it myself.

Susan!

Lady Susan doesn't feel well.

Take her to bed.

- Roger, call Marta. - No, not Marta.

I feel fine now.

I believe it would be opportune to call a doctor, Roger.

Do you think so, my lord?

Perhaps we'd better not.

Susan, listen to me.

You must obey me, Susan.

You must obey me.

Abandon your will and obey me.

Obey me!

Susan, obey me!

You're crazy. Crazy. Crazy!

- Susan! - Take me away.

Harold, take me away from this cursed place, I can't stand it anymore.

Calm down, what happened?

There's a snake in my bed.

Stupid.

But...

See?

It's just a piece of string.

You see, dear? It's only your imagination.

Come.

We can't wait, she needs a doctor.

Try to rest.

My lord.

Has the doctor arrived?

He's upstairs, my lord. He's with Lady Susan.

Let's hope all is well.

No, I'll wait for him in the lounge.

Relax, it will all work out for the best.

Oh, Doctor.

Please.

- Good morning, my lord. - Good morning to you, Doctor.

- What's wrong with my wife? - I don't know.

Frankly speaking, I don't know.

I was expecting a more precise answer.

I'm a doctor, not a magician.

Forgive me,

it's my wife's condition that makes me forget my manners.

- I understand. - A sherry?

Thank you.

I intended to say I'm still not able to make a diagnosis.

The symptoms are very strange and contradictory.

Thank you.

Lady Susan's state is abnormal.

She's confused, her pupils are dilated,

there's an absent gaze...

but I don't know.

She told me she was hallucinating, hearing voices.

She thinks she's insane.

Yes, insane.

And you...

What do you think?

As long as she's able to say so, she isn't.

- But could she... - Let's hope not.

Let's hope not.

I'll return in a few clays when the symptoms will have either worsened...

or disappeared.

- You called, my lord? - Show the doctor out.

- May I see her for a moment? - You'd better not.

She's still in a state of shock, but I'm sure she'll recover soon enough.

I'll take your advice, Doctor, but I'd like to be near her.

- Good morning, my lord. - See you soon.

- Excuse me, who is Uncle Neville? - Lord Blackhouse. Why?

She wants to see him.

She gave me a letter for him.

May I see it?

I'm sorry, that would be unethical. Forgive me.

I'll make sure it's sent, my lord.

Uncle Neville.

Uncle Neville.

My lady.

My lady, come inside, you're getting soaked.

- Where did he go? - Who?

Who did you see?

Uncle Neville, I saw him arriving.

Come, my lady, come and get changed.

Please, Miss Lillian.

Roger, the presence of a doctor is now indispensable.

I've already sent for him, my lord.

My lady.

L\/ly lady!

It's time to go to bed.

Good night, Susan.

- Get some rest. - Thank you, Harold. Good night.

Did you hear that?

It was nothing, dear.

There's going to be a fierce storm tonight.

But I heard a scream. Someone screamed.

It's just the wind, my dear. Stay calm.

But it sounded human, I'm sure of it.

Forget it, my lady.

It was only the wind.

Rest, my lady.

Good night.

She's asleep.

We'll let her sleep.

You're the only one I desire.

The only one I want.

You're the only who can really make me feel like a man.

What have you done to my little Susan?

Lady Susan is subject to our most devoted attention.

Murderers!

When will I be the master of this castle, Harold?

In a few days...

Perhaps in a few hours.

Since when do you enter without knocking?

Answer me, Roger.

Your wife wandered down into the dungeons...

- She knows everything. - Where is she now?

Passed out in her room.

I'll take care of her.

You take care of Neville.

Harold! Harold!

Uncle Neville has been imprisoned in the basement, it was Roger.

- Roger? - He was hitting him.

- Impossible. - You must believe me.

Yes, let's go and have a look.

I don't understand.

But I saw him, he was chained to the wall.

I don't understand.

Come, Susan.

I'll take you back to your room.

You need rest.

A lot of rest.

You are under my control, Susan.

You are under my control.

You cannot fight it.

You must obey me.

Obey me.

Get up.

Get up.

I want you.

You must get up, Susan.

You must get up.

I command you.

Get up.

Walk to the door.

To the door, Susan.

Open it, and go out.

I said open it.

Open it.

Come, Susan.

Follow me.

Doctor.

Good evening.

- Excuse my lateness, my lord. - Don't worry about it.

My wife's had a relapse,

but she's resting now.

Come and have a drink.

I won't hide the fact that I'm very worried.

Her health worsens day by day.

And her morale, unfortunately.

You are under my control, you cannot fight it.

Follow me, Susan.

There... There on the ledge.

Now, stop.

You cannot move, Susan.

You must wait.

Motionless, like a rock.

Motionless.

Her eyes...

...look...

...so empty, so distant.

I believe treatment in a rest home is inevitable now.

My lord.

Hurry, Lady Susan is up on the terrace.

She's in danger. Come.

Susan.

Pierre...

Pierre.

Susan.

Calm down. What happened?

Doctor.

Who is Susan?

Susan.

Susan...

What does this name remind you of?

Scotland.

The castle.

- Uncle Neville. - What is your uncle's surname?

Blackhouse.

Neville is Susan's uncle.

Tell me about her.

I love Susan.

She'll be worried about me, I must go.

Of course, we'll let you go, Mister...?

What did you say your name was?

Brissac...

- Pierre Brissac. - Did you hear?

Pierre Brissac must go to Scotland

to marry Susan Blackhouse.

Can I go? Tell me, can I go?

Once you've completely recovered, Mr. Brissac.

I must go now.

Let him go.

I can't.

I can't stand up.

You will soon. Time passes quickly.

Susan.

Susan!

I was expecting you.

- I... - No, don't speak.

I knew you were alive.

And that you'd come back.

Come.

Come.

Pierre.

Susan.

If you knew how much I've missed you.

I don't doubt you.

I know everything.

Oh, Pierre...

You gave me the love I never knew.

There's only coldness around me.

So much coldness.

I love you, Susan.

Nothing will separate us.

What are you doing here?

Are you jealous of her now?

Leave. Go away.

Stop humiliating me, or you'll regret it.

- You don't know what I'm capable of. - Yes?

What could you do to me?

Kill me, perhaps?

But you can't.

Well, then?

Go. Go away.

- What's wrong? - Be quiet.

He's alive, idiot.

Good for nothing,

you can't even kill a man.

They've gone. Go, Pierre.

Leave before it's too late.

But who am I running away from, Susan?

They tried to kill you before,

and if they find you here, they won't let you go.

Susan, what's happening?

Nothing...

It's already happened, Pierre.

It's already happened.

Stop, Roger.

We must go together.

He's still in Susan's room.

We'll only go to Neville when the hourglass is empty.

...then my body, my body fell to the ground.

And from that moment I have lived in a shadow...

Just a shadow.

Come to your senses, Susan.

You're living in a nightmare.

From that moment on, I began to understand everything...

My madness was used to hide the crime.

I realized the moment I died.

You're alive, I'm holding your hand.

No, Pierre.

I'm dead.

You see, whoever ceases to live due to a violent death

is destined to wander as a spirit in the place where they were killed.

And, if they're innocent,

only their true love can make them appear.

And I was innocent, Pierre.

This is why I could love you and be loved.

The body is made for love, Pierre.

But, for my revenge, the soul was enough.

...so the doctor gave his testimony,

and the enquiry was closed.

Suicide.

Finally, we can enjoy our lives.

We're rich.

We're all rich, is that understood?

Wait...

The old man is still alive.

Roger will take care of him.

You deal with him, my lord!

I'm tired of doing your bidding.

We're equal now.

A fugitive will never be equal to a lord, remember that, Roger.

Listen to me, we're equal now.

You're a murderer, just like me and the others.

- That's enough, Roger, - He's all yours.

Your lord.

Pour me a drink, Terry.

What's wrong? Are your hands trembling?

You frighten me.

Let me go! Let me go, Roger! Let me go!

Let me go! Stop it! Let me go!

She's an impressionable girl.

She's very shaken up.

She might betray us.

It will pass, I'll answer for her.

I don't trust you, either.

I'm going to have a word with her.

And Harold?

And Terry?

I've already killed for money...

I can kill for love.

It's more beautiful.

Thatscene, with all its repulsive vulgarity,

made me realize what my killers' most vulnerable points were.

You must control yourself, and never open your mouth...

...to anyone, understood?

Otherwise you'll end up like Lady Susan.

Who blew out the candles?

Must have been the wind.

That's impossible, the windows are shut.

Then it was my wife's ghost.

I'm scared! I'm scared! I'm scared!

Quiet!

Who's there?

Who's there?

What kind ofjoke is this?

I don't know, Roger.

I didn't move.

I don't know.

All I can do for Uncle Neville is comfort him with my presence.

I was powerless to do anything for him.

I could only avenge him by getting my revenge.

Terry, pour me a drink.

In just a few days, I made their lives unbearable.

I started by turning the whiskey into water.

What the hell is this?

I don't know.

I don't know, strange things are happening here.

Lights going out, doors opening and closing.

I'm scared, Roger. Let's get away from here.

- I'm scared! - Quiet!

You see, Terry, it's not the dead you should be afraid of,

it's the living.

Enough!

I've had enough of the dead...

...of the living,

of everyone!

Terry's right.

Strange things have been happening here.

Give me my share.

And you enjoy your holiday.

For me, the sooner I get out of here, the better.

Did you see?

There's someone here, I can feel it.

Someone who wants to torment us, you saw it.

Who is it?

Nlgetyou!

Where are you?

Where are you?

You can't kill me.

Hlgetyou.

Whoever you are, you don't scare me.

Finally, I see you!

You're finished, man, ghost, whatever you are.

After Terry's death, fear and suspicion dug deep into their souls.

Lillian felt like she was the lady of the house.

She had even taken to using my room.

I decided to have my revenge using her very same methods.

You're so strong, Roger.

Only you can make me feel like a woman.

Kiss me, Roger.

Yes.

Hold me tight.

Roger.

Yes, yes...

Who's there?

Who was it?

I don't understand.

Do you sleep with the door open, now? Roger was here.

It's not true, you're crazy.

These are his shoes.

You're cheating on me with him, with my servant.

And you wanted to kill me! But you'll never get away with it.

You're a dirty gold digger, you wanted it all for yourself.

You harlot! You harlot!

You've killed her.

Killing Terry wasn't enough, you wanted Lillian to kill me.

What are you talking about? Are you crazy?

You can take them back, they belong to you.

They're mine,

but someone's trying to frame me,

to make you hate me.

You expect me to believe you never once thought about killing me?

Yes, perhaps, but now someone wants us dead.

They hated each other.

They even avoided talking to each other.

They had nothing in common anymore.

The time had come to torment them.

Blood.

There was nothing more to do except wait.

They would provide the final solution themselves.

Here.

Drink.

You drink it first.

I said, "Drink!"

You wanted to poison me, murderer.

It's over for you, my lord.

- Stop, Roger. - It's over. It's all over.

I'll give you anything you want.

You can have it all, Roger.

Your time has come, Roger!

- That's how I got my revenge. - Calm down, Susan. Calm down.

- Try to come back to your senses. - You think I'm insane, don't you?

Come.

Take me in your arms.

Do you believe me now?

I'm here, you can touch me now.

Kiss me, kiss me for the last time.

No.

I cannot leave you, I'll stay here with you.

Go, Pierre, they're drinking blood, soon you'll be in danger.

Never.

They appear every night, human blood nourishes them...

That's why they've kept Uncle Neville alive.

He's still alive?

- I must save him. - No, you can't go.

He's dead.

- It's over for us. - We don't have any more blood.

Over here.

Pierre, this way.

Run. Don't stop.

Never stop!

We don't want to kill you.

We just need your blood.

You will be our new fountain of life.

There's no way out, your destiny is marked.

Pierre, save yourself. Hurry.

Here is his blood, take it.

Run away, Pierre, I'll hold them off.

- You as well, Susan. - It's impossible, Pierre.

If you make it outside, you'll be safe.

Give me your blood, give me a taste of life.

I beg you, a little blood.

I beg you.

Defend yourself with fire until you get away.

Hurry. Save yourself.

Come and see.

Susan.

Susan.

Goodbye, Pierre.

Goodbye forever.

No, don't leave me.

I must leave you.

There's no place for me in your world anymore.

Farewell.

They want to kill you!

Look out, Pierre.

Pierre!

THE END