All language subtitles for The Canterville Ghost-1944_PC.ENG

"The canterville ghost.

Universally renowned
as the most fearsome

Of all english phantoms
is the notorious ghost

Of sir simon de canterville.

This remarkable apparition
has manifested itself

In a spectacular variety
of forms and guises,

Each more awe-Inspiring
than the other,

Exhibiting the same
flair for the theatrical

That reputedly characterized
sir simon himself.

The origin of this
apparition, so legend has it,

Dates from a fateful stag
hunt in the year 1634..."

Out of the way.
Bellman! Bugler!

Thrust-Ho, sir valentine.

Anthony de canterville!

Anthony, what have
i done to thee?

It's my arm, sir valentine.

Thank heavens
'tis but thine arm.

Why hidest thou in the brush

Like a rabbit?

I
- I was plucking bluebells.

Bluebells?

A manful pursuit
for a canterville

In the hunting season?

More manful than you would
imagine, sir valentine.

Methinks 'twas

The wrong stag we flushed.

My
bride-To-Be!

Eleanor?

Eleanor!

How couldst thou, eleanor?

Thou art promised to me.

Promised to thee no
longer, sir valentine.

She was wed to
me at yestereve.

Wed?

Thou dare steal her from me

Knowing she was pledged?

Yea.

I shall expect
satisfaction from thee, sir,

At bolton manor
within the hour.

Anthony!

Thou wouldst not be
so bold, sir valentine,

Were i possessed of
my good right arm.

A pretty excuse to
snivel out of it.

Simon!

My brother will give
thee satisfaction.

Simon, the honor
of the cantervilles

Has been questioned.

What?

Wherefore dost thy dagger
reek with his blood?

My sword arm is
pierced to the bone.

Take thou my signet ring
and fight in my stead.

Who? Me?

Who else?

Come, come, simon,

Pick up the gauntlet
and fling it in his face.

Whose face?

Sir valentine's.

Give me thy ring.

But 'twas anthony who
ran off with my betrothed.

He danced.

He should pay the piper.

A canterville
has been slighted.

And by one of
an upstart brood,

Honored scarce 200 years.

I choose the
weapon of chivalry

The lance.

The lance?

Yea.

I'll teach thee a
kinsman is a kinsman.

What keeps the popinjay?

My gauntlets, dunderhead.

By hereward the wake,

I'll pin him on my lance
like a capon on a spit.

There he is, sir.

There, sir.

Where is thine
armor, valentine?

Alack, sir simon, i suffered
the most dreadful mishap.

So i felt obliged to
give way to my cousin,

The bold sir guy.

Shall we be on
with the merriment,

My noble marshal?

But faith,
valentine, it was you.

ah, a kinsman is a kinsman.

Sound the order of combat.

May the right prevail.

Sir simon! He's
breaking off.

Coward! After him, sir guy!

Fetch him back
on your lance!

Aye! Harpoon him!

Hoist him high!

Poltroon!

I tell thee 'tis
no disgrace, my son.

Be thankful thou hast a
brother to wear thy signet,

And such a
chivalrous brother.

I recall the day i wore
my brother edward's signet

Before good queen bess.

Unhorsed six men in a single
hour in this very armor.

By saint peter
of the fetters.

Simon must go a long
way to excel that!

Where is he?

Who?

That lily-Livered
son of yours

Who skittered off in
terror before the lance.

Cowardice? In one
who bears on his neck

The birthmark of the
cantervilles? Ha! Preposterous!

Is it?

Then what might be
lurking in yon alcove?

A fat quail, perchance?

No son of mine
cowers in any alcove.

No? Then milord

Can assuredly
have no objection

To the sealing
up of the door

With stone and mortar.

I most certainly can!

I've too great a
regard for my house.

For your house, milord,

Or your son?

Giles, thomas! Fetch
the stonemasons!

Hasten!

Have we not had enough

Of this play-Acting,
sir valentine?

One never leaves
the theater, milord,

Until the curtain
has fallen.

Continue.

Father!

It is i, thy son.

Forsooth, a fat
quail indeed.

Or was it the wind that
whistled down the flue?

I heard no sound.

Spare me! Spare me!

Pose the last stone.

Pose it, i say!

But, milord,

'Twas meant only in jest.

Leave my house!

It is thy son!

Go!

Simon de canterville,

Because thou hast
shamed thy heritage

And dishonored
thy proud blood,

In that tomb of
thine own choosing

Shall lie thy whited bones,

And may thy craven spirit

Walk the halls of
canterville castle

Until a kinsman
shall wear thy signet.

and perform for thee

The brave deed thou
didst fail to perform

For thy kinsman.

"Thus goes the legend
of the canterville ghost.

And today, after
300 years of terror,

Canterville castle
stands silent and deserted

A mute, foreboding monument
to the fearsome phantom

Who stalks those
silent halls."

Auntie! Auntie!

I just saw the ghost!

The ghost? Where?

On the roof of the castle.

That was the
tinsmith, darling.

I asked Sr. Peabody
to engage him

To mend the waterspouts.

Oh. But why, auntie?
Nobody lives there.

Jessica, we're
turning the castle over

To a platoon of
american soldiers.

American soldiers?

But, good gracious,

Can they live in the
castle when it's haunted?

Your family did, darling,
till 20 years ago.

I know, but, auntie

We're ready to
leave now, ma'am.

The helpers have arrived?

They'll meet us at
the castle, ma'am.

You're going, auntie?

Of course.
Guests are coming.

Noblesse oblige.

Madame, there's sure
to be a downpour.

I'm afraid there will be.

You know, auntie,

You're not well.

Oh, very well.

Extend my regrets
to the soldiers

And tell them i'll
come to see them

As soon as i'm able.

Yes, ma'am.

Auntie, what does it mean

Noblesse oblige?

Oh, that's just an
expression, darling.

But what does it mean?

You were going
out because of it.

Noblesse oblige is french.

It means-Well, you're lady
jessica de canterville,

And i'm the honorable
Sra. Polverdine.

Those of us who are nobly born
must prove themselves worthy of it

By being ever
kind and gracious

And thoughtful for others,

And by living not to take,

But to give.

That is our obligation.

So, when guests arrive,
why, we must welcome them

And see that they enjoy
their stay with us.

Do you understand, child?

Yes.

Auntie, these americans,

Will they be
cowboys and indians?

Some of them, i dare say.

Auntie, what does one do
to make indians welcome?

Jessica! You're not
thinking of going.

Yes. Someone should
make our guests welcome.

But aren't you
afraid of the ghost?

Yes, auntie.

And you still think
you ought to go?

Yes, auntie. It is
my castle, isn't it?

You're only 6, darling.

I know, but, auntie,

Noblesse oblige.

It-It starts when
you're born, doesn't it?

Run along, then.

Thank you, auntie.

Stay close to Sra. Umney.

Don't worry
about me, auntie.

Ghosts almost never
come out in the daytime.

Ok, everybody,
we're moving in!

Welcome to canterville
castle, gentlemen.

Thank you.

Hello, mister.

Some spread.

Pleased to meet you.

What a place!

Hello.

Hiya, Sr. Canterville.

Why.

pipe the guy
in the tin suit.

Hey, this is ok.

You ain't kiddin'.

Say, all this
room in one room.

Wonder when the
trains come in.

Hey, this place
kind of reminds me

Of the old manhattan
boxing arena.

How would you
know, slap-Happy?

The only thing
you saw in the area

Was the ceiling when
they carried you out.

Well,

Not bad.

Not half bad, by jove.

Pup tents are ok
for the hoi polloi.

Me, i prefer the
comforts of the hearth.

Yes, sir, without the
simple luxuries of life

A comfortable chair, a cheery
blaze, and a spot of brandy,

I simply wilt
away and perish.

Take your big feet
off of there, williams,

Or i'll perish you.

Get a good
night's sleep, men.

You'll need it.

You want me, Sr. Peabody, i'll
be at headquarters in the village.

Yes, sir, captain.

Good night.

Attention!

Remember, sergeant,
this is not our property.

Yes, sir.

Carry on.

Williams, you don't do
that at home, do you?

Yeah.

Well, don't do it here!

I beg your pardon.

Shall i serve tea
now, gentlemen?

Tea?

Sra. Umney thought
after your journey

You'd be a bit done in.

All right, then. Thanks.

Very good, sir.

Now, listen, fellas.

It says here in the
little instruction book,

"When you're guests
of the british,

You gotta act like
you'd expect them to act

If they came to america."

Remember what it
says about food.

Here.

"If a britisher
exhorts you to eat

Or join him in a
spot of tea, go easy.

It may be his
ration for one week,

Spread out just to show
you his hospitality."

Excuse me, gentlemen,

But lady jessica would
like to say good evening.

Lady jessica?

Oh, boy!

Yes. Lady jessica
de canterville,

The owner of the castle.

Well, tell her
we'd be honored.

Very good, sir.

What do you say to
a dame that's a lady?

Do you have to
kiss her hand?

Now, watch it.

Lady jessica de canterville.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Holy smoke! It's a midget.

No. It's a half-Pint.

How do you do?

I know you've
come a long way,

And i want you all to know

I'm glad you're here.

And i do so hope
you'll enjoy your stay

In my castle.

Thank you, my lady,

And may i say on
behalf of my compatriots

That we're very grateful
for your hospitality.

Yeah, likewise.

You're ok, your majesty.

Thank you, gentlemen.

You'll excuse the
fellas, i hope.

We thought lady
jessica was, uh.

i thought a girl had to be
married before she was a lady.

Oh, dear, no.

A lady is a lady when
she behaves like one,

My auntie says.

Your auntie is quite right.

Which of you are indians?

He's an indian.

Yes? To which
tribe do you belong?

He's a hoboken indian.

I don't believe i've ever
read about that tribe.

Tea is served, gentlemen.

Of course. Of course.

Will you pour, my lady?

I will be happy to.

Fine. This way, gentlemen.

More tea?

No, thank you.
No, thank you.

Who did that?

Who did it?

That's not tea, sir.

Oh, it isn't?

Jordan, get that bottle of
cleaning fluid out of the truck.

Ok.

It's no use, sir.

Nothing will take it out.

What made that
spot was blood.

Blood? Blood?

Blood.

Blood?

Quite so.

That's the blood of
lady barbara modish,

Who stabbed herself
in the throat

When she saw him.

Him?

Who-Who is him?

Sir simon. Our ghost.

Your ghost, did you say?

Yes. He's quite the most
famous ghost in england,

And he lives here
in this castle.

Wait a minute.

Take it easy.

Well, if you don't
want me to tell you

Oh, but we do.

Give the lady a
chance, fellas.

You know what it says in the little
book about respecting english tradition.

Well, if she says
the castle is haunted,

Who are we to quibble?

That's right.

It may sound silly to you,

But auntie told me the
spot won't come out.

Really.

And i've even seen
the ghost myself.

No fooling?

And that's the door
to his bedchamber

Behind that tapestry,

Isn't it, Sra. Umney?

Yes. He was walled up
in there centuries ago.

Holy catfish!

That's awful.

Yes, and every night now,

On the stroke of 12:00,

His guilty spirit
comes through that door

And walks the halls, supposedly
in search of a kinsman,

Then goes back again.

Oh. No kidding.

Oh, gentlemen, beware.

I've seen things
with my own eyes

That would make
any christian's hair

Stand on end.

I'll bet you have.

I've read all about it

In a big book auntie's
got in the gatehouse.

I shouldn't tell you
this before bedtime,

But the dowager
duchess of stutfield

Was found one night

On the balcony
outside her bedroom,

Stark staring mad.

There's the loveliest
picture of her

Gibbering like an idiot.

You don't say!

Yes.

She was putting on
her diamond lavaliere

When a shadow came over her.

She turned, and
there was the ghost

As the corpse snatcher
of chertsay barn.

Corpse snatcher?

That's awful.

And lady margaret bilton,

She drowned herself
in the carp pond.

Do you know why?

No. Why?

Because there he was again,

Coming after her

With long, green fingers
twitching with palsy

And his eyes
burning like coals

The bloodsucker
of bexley moor.

Bloodsucker?

Didn't i tell you, fellows?
Who are we to quibble?

What is your name, please?

Cuffy williams.

Well, cuffy williams,

I know very well that
you've been laughing at me,

But just you wait.

Excuse me, my lady.

Far be it from me
to contradict you,

But just you wait.

If it rained like
this in california,

We wouldn't believe it.

Thanks, jordan.

May i, sergeant?

Oh, sure.

You don't have to rub too
hard. It's wonderful stuff.

But, sir,

That spot used to be
much observed by tourists,

And it belongs.

If this stuff will
take out lipstick,

It ought to do this.

Well, lady jessica?

Get some water,
smelling salts.

Somebody do something!

Well, cuffy williams?

Eddie.

Yeah?

You awake?

No.

Is it midnight yet?

I don't know.

Go to sleep, will you?

Hey! Hey! He's here!

He's here! He bit me!

He bit me! He bit me!

He bit me!

Who bit you? What
bit you? Where?

It must have been
that bloodsucker.

Oh, pipe down.

You must have been dreaming.

It must have been
the bloodsucker!

Look at the teeth marks!

What am i, your mother?

You're the
sergeant, ain't you?

Get up!

Hey, fellas, look.

this sword fell
down and scared him.

Well, bless his
little heart.

Oh, it was.

it was the sword.

Imagine that.

Did the big bad ghost
frighten the little buttercup?

Yeah?

Aw, for pete's sake,
turn it off, will you?

There are no such
things as ghosts.

Well, something made
that spot come back.

The cleaning fluid
didn't take, that's all.

All i know.

all right, kiddies,

Now, bunk in and
go beddy bye-Bye.

One.

Two.

11.

12.

Sounds like somebody
dragging ash cans around.

No. It's chains.

That ain't no ash can.

Hey, grandpa,

Your shirttail's
hanging out.

Yeah, scram, dribble-Puss.

Go back in your hole!

Yeah, go on!
Get out of here!

Take warning!

Get out of here!

Duck, fellows!

Did-Did you all
see what i saw?

The bullets went
right through him.

What about that rope?

Yeah. You saw it, sarge.

Yeah.

I don't believe
it, but i saw it.

Let's face it, sarge.
That was a real ghost.

What did i tell you?

How about that blood
spot and the kid?

I told you so.
Didn't i, eddie?

Yeah, that's right.

You shouldn't have
hollered at him like that.

That's no way
to treat a ghost.

It chased him
away, didn't it?

What if he comes back?

He might come back at that.

Hey, fellas, listen.

A ghost!

Away!

I i said away!

Oh! My toe!

He was looking
for a kinsman,

And, boy, did he find one!

Sergeant, we won't be doing
anything strenuous today, will we?

Doing it with phantoms yet!

I'm tireder than a
sharecropper's mule.

Cut the grousing, fellas.

Here comes the looey.

Attention!

At ease.

Good morning.

Good morning, sir.

We're now
officially attached

To a unit of the
british commandos.

So we're gonna celebrate by

Starting right out on our
10-Hour endurance hike.

Forced marching
rate for eight hours.

Double time the last two.

What's the matter
with the men, sergeant?

As a matter of
fact, sir, i'm afraid

They didn't exactly
sleep so well last night.

Really? Why not?

Well, maybe it was, uh.

you know how it is

When you sleep
in a new place.

Walters!

Is that what kept you up?

Oh, no, sir.

What kept me up was
seeing the ghost.

Wasn't it, eddie?

That's right.

i mean, yes, sir.

You, uh.

all saw a ghost?

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

You should have
been there, sir.

First he hung himself.

Then he came back and held
his head out just like this.

By the hair!

Isn't that too,
too dreadful?

Yes, sir.

Big, husky,
man-Eating rangers.

Best platoon in the outfit.

What are you gonna
do when you see nazis?

But nazis are tangible, sir.

I'll say they are. We
can tangle with them, sir.

Suppose you tangle
with me first.

Let's get it
straight this time.

What kept you up last night,

A crap game?

No, sir! No!

It began with an
ectoplasmic manifestation.

It began with a what?

An ectoplasmic
manifestation.

Sergeant!

What really kept
them up last night?

Well?

It was the ghost, sir.

All right, sergeant.

I guarantee the men
will sleep tonight.

Form the platoon.

Yes, sir.

Fall in!

Dress right dress!

Straighten up there!

Ready front!

Sir, the platoon is formed.

Williams, i suppose
you got that limp

From being chased
by the ghost?

No, sir. I was chasing him.

But it's all right,
sir. I can walk.

You can walk yourself
right back into that castle

And spend the next 10
hours cleaning it out.

Yes, sir.

While you're
about it, williams,

Clean out our
little spook, too.

Yes, sir.

Right face!

Close march!

Hello there, lady.

Oh, it's you.

Well, who did
you think it was?

Oh, i.

no one.

I i was just going
into the pantry.

Yeah? Then why did you take
that great circle route?

Auntie thought the mess
sergeant might like some onions.

And i'm a brownie.

We raise onions and
brussels sprouts,

Like the girl guides do.

Oh, come now.

It was the ghost that
scared you, wasn't it?

I.

what if it were?

But that's silly.

The old boy called
on us last night,

And we chased him
right up the chimney.

Oh, you didn't.

You think i'm kidding, uh?

Well, we'll ask old
foxy grandpa himself.

That-That won't
be necessary.

You stay right here.

Playing possum.

Hey, grandpa, open up!

Well.

A calling we
will go, my lady,

To beard the
lion in his den.

Oh, no, please. Auntie's
expecting me home.

You don't have to
be afraid of him.

You only think you do.

Now you just pretend
that you're not afraid,

And you won't be.

That's all there is to it.

Are you sure?

I'll prove it to you.

Come on.

Hey!

Ghost, where you hiding?

That must be where
he was walled up.

Where the dark
deed was done.

Here, hold this.

Hey, this one's loose.

I'll just pry
it out, then we.

hello.

Must you invade
even my tomb?

Will there be no place
i can call sanctuary?

Relax, grandpa.

This is just a
little social call.

There's someone here
i want you to meet.

I have already met
your colonial ruffians.

Take it easy, grandpa.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

Hey! Don't fade out on me.

I want you to
meet lady jessica.

Sir simon the ghost.

Milady.

How do you do?

Not too well. Thank you.

Bless you.

Thank you.

Attagirl!

She's been scared stiff
of you all her life.

I just wanted
to prove to her

That you wouldn't
hurt a flea.

Sir, my record
speaks for itself

An unbroken reign of
terror for 300 years.

Well, record or no record,

As long as her
ladyship's around,

You've got to
behave yourself.

It is absurd, asking
me to behave myself,

Quite absurd.

I must rattle my chains
and groan through keyholes.

I must gibber from
the oriel window

On the first and third
wednesdays in every month.

It is my solemn duty
to walk these halls.

Well, in that case,

You'd better get yourself another
castle for the duration, brother.

But cuffy, he can't.
He's the family ghost.

Americans, child.

What can a people without
ancestors know about ghosts?

Now, wait a minute.

I take it you've never heard
of the headless horseman

Or red grange, the
galloping ghost.

Provincial stuff.

Spirits with neither
crest nor title.

Oh, we have titles, too.

prince mike romanoff,

Count basie, duke ellington.

You don't say so.

Nobility in a
democracy. Balderdash.

But, Sr. Ghost.
i mean, sir simon.

we've had democracy
here in england

Ever since the magna carta,

1215.

But i have never
chosen to recognize it.

But you should, sir simon.

That's what we're
fighting this war about,

My auntie says.

That's the stuff, my lady!

You see? You're
not scared a bit.

Now that you two
cantervilles are acquainted,

You must have a lot of
family matters to gab about,

So, uh, i'll get
on with my cleaning.

You, uh, sure
you're all right?

Yes. Thank you.

Unless you'd
rather be alone.

Oh, no, no.

Please, pray sit down.

I've forgotten my manners.

Well, if i may say so,

You could have been a little
more polite to cuffy just now.

After what he and his band
of hooligans did to me?

I may have very little else,
but i still have my pride.

Maybe they wouldn't
have done anything to you

If you hadn't
frightened them.

What else is
there for me to do?

I am a ghost. I
must frighten people.

And i have a
reputation to uphold.

The most fearsome phantom
in all england cannot

But cuffy told me that they chased
you up the chimney last night.

That was only because
those hooligans had.

lady jessica.

i cannot pretend any longer.

Since last night,

It is i who am frightened,

I who tremble at
the slightest noise.

Poor, poor ghost.

Do you know what it
means to be a ghost,

Night after night,
day after day,

To live in emptiness
between heaven and earth

With nothing for company
but your bitter memories?

But do you have to
keep on being a ghost?

I am condemned to be a ghost

Until a kinsman perform
a brave deed in my behalf.

I have walked these
halls for three centuries,

And i'm so tired.

If only i could rest.

If only i could die.

To be buried in the
soft, brown earth

In the garden beyond
the pine woods,

To have no yesterday
and no tomorrow,

To forget time,

To be at peace.

Oh, dear.

I wish i could do a
brave deed for you.

How goes it, lady?

Oh, fine.

Sorry to bust up
this little reunion,

But the looey will
be back in a minute.

Good-Bye, sir simon.

I'm very happy
to have met you.

Cuffy, i think you ought
to tell your friends

Not to chase him up
the chimney anymore.

Well, that depends on him.

But he's so old

And so tired.

Excuse me, my
lady. See you later.

Sir simon, i just saw.

cuffy has the canterville
mark on his neck.

What?

Exactly like my father had.

That american ruffian?

Isn't it wonderful? He
must be a canterville.

Egad, and what if
he be a canterville?

Shall i prance
joyously around

Like a saucy antelope?

But, sir simon,

If he is a kinsman, and if he
does a brave deed in your name,

He can save you, can't he?

Can it be that they
have concealed from thee

Why i am still here?

Dost fancy 'tis because
i cannot find a kinsman?

Well, i heard Sr. Potts say

That the cantervilles always
turned out to be cowards.

Is it that?

Cowards? Gross flattery.

Had they twice the courage,

'Twould only give
them half the name.

Thy grandfather,
would he mount a horse?

Thy father, so
fearful of water

That he trembled
in his bath.

or thyself, swooning at
the mere sight of my shadow.

Really, now!

It's your family,
too, sir simon!

Only too well do i know.

But, sir simon, wait.

Cuffy can save
you. I know it.

It isn't true that all
cantervilles have to be cowards.

Haven't i lived
long enough to know?

I was a coward, wasn't i?

I was frightened
to death of you.

Now look at me. Look at me!

I'm not afraid of you
anymore, not in the least.

Don't you see, sir simon?

Nay, nay. 'Twas in
their blood and bones.

It isn't in my
blood and bones,

And it isn't in cuffy's.

You can tell he's brave
just by looking at him.

Oh, sir simon, i'll arrange
for you to meet him again,

And if it turns out
that he is a canterville.

my goodness! Perhaps you'll
be able to go to sleep

In the garden beyond
the pine woods after all.

Please, sir simon.

Very well, child.

Sir simon, where are you?

Here, here.

Good evening, sir simon.

I brought him.

Sir?

How are you, sir
simon? What's cooking?

Cooking?

Yeah. I mean, what's
all the mystery?

The sergeant will have
the bloodhounds after me

If i'm not in
the hay by 9:00.

And auntie will be after me

If she finds out
i'm not in bed.

Go on, sir simon, ask him.

Well, tell me, prithee.

oh, yes.

I am aware that few americans
know their own grandfathers,

But dost thou by any miracle

Remember aught of
thine ancestors?

Ancestors? My old man
would never look into his.

Said he was scared he might turn up
one that ended up on the hot seat.

Hot seat? Nowadays, england and
america have everything in common

Except, of course,
the language.

Sir simon! Think
back, cuffy, please.

Try to remember.

We don't go in much
for that sort of thing

In the states.

Wait a minute. I
had an aunt martha.

She was a little
wacky on the subject.

Once, she did trace my
mother's family tree back

As far as some guy that
landed in massachusetts

Way, way back.

His name was, uh, marmalade.

No, no. Marmaduke.

Marmaduke. That same
marmaduke who fled to salem

After cromwell scattered the
chivalry of england to the four winds.

Oh, sir simon!

You knew him?

Yea. He was the son
of my brother anthony.

Oh, now, take it
easy, sir simon.

How do you know it's
the same marmaduke?

Show him.

Holy cats!

Now thine, please.

Holy cats, indeed!

What did i tell you?

Well, i'll be.

well, that makes me.

your.

Nephew. Great-Great
Great-Great-Great-Nephew.

Aye, thou art a kinsman,

A kinsman who can free me

From these earthly bonds.

By performing a brave
deed in his name.

I can, huh?

Wilt wear my
signet, kinsman,

And carry it into
battle in my behalf?

Well, i don't know, now.

See, uh.

a colonial ruffian like me

Saving a blue
blood like you?

Oh, but, cuffy,
you must save him.

He's so tired and sleepy.

I couldn't eat my supper
tonight from worrying over him.

Besides, thou art a
canterville thyself,

The bluest blood in
all broad england.

The bluest blood, huh?

Ok, it's a deal.

You're in, uncle,

The first time they turn
me loose on those nazis.

I shall be everlastingly
grateful, nephew.

I, too.

Well, it's about time
to get you home, lady.

Thumbs up, uncle.

It's in the bag.

Oh, father,

Grant that he be
not like the others.

The whole day wasted.

Right now we could be in
london, buzzin' the town.

Yeah, or on skirt
patrol, skirmishing.

What gets me is, the
looey still thinks

We were up all
night shooting crap.

If he'd only seen the ghost.

Don't worry, sarge.
Maybe he will yet.

That's right.

How?

Click, click.

You mean, take his picture?

If we had a camera,
which we ain't got,

But which you got.

We got.

Hey, look out!

We got!

We got the camera
for the ghost picture.

Listen, you guys, why don't
you lay off that poor old ghost?

He isn't bothering
us anymore, is he?

Not much! If it wasn't for
him, we wouldn't be stuck here.

You can't blame him. After
all, a ghost has to groan

Through keyholes and
rattle his chains.

Why the sudden sympathy?

Yeah. Who dreamed up
the gas-Mask ideia?

Well, i know, but now i got a
sort of a personal interest in him.

I have every reason to believe that
i'm the long-Lost duke of canterville,

The bluest blood in
all broad england.

The duke of canterville?

Seems to me i seen you
in the induction center.

If i were you,

I'd be careful what
i said and did, see?

Like what?

Like loafing on my lawn

And talking before
you're talked to.

You can i beg your
pardon, your grace.

This is your private lawn?

Yea.

Only you can lie on it?

Yea.

Excuse me, your grace.

Sorry!

Do you mind if we
remove the coveralls?

Steady, old chap. It's
an old english custom!

Depantsing the duke.

Hey, look!

Look!

Give me my pants!

Here, hide behind.

Good afternoon, everybody.

Good afternoon.

This is my aunt,
Sra. Polverdine.

Glad to meet you.

I don't know all your names,
but you're bugsy, aren't you?

Yes, ma'am. How do you do?

And Sr. Walters.
He's the indian.

And.

And oh, auntie,

This is cuffy williams.

How do you do,
private williams?

You've made quite an
impression on my niece.

Thank you.

Cuffy i mean, all of you.

auntie said i
might invite you

To the party in the
village this afternoon.

A party!

It's only a
holiday-At-Home dance,

But there'll
be refreshments.

Girls, too?

Oh, yes.

Girls, she says.

What are they?

Well.

girls, girls, girls.

oh, i remember.

Then you'll come?

Sure.

Oh, yeah.

Drive along, then, jessica.

I'm so glad to have met you.

4:00. Don't forget.

Thank you.

Bye.

Good-Bye!

Bye!

Bye!

Bye-Bye!

See you!

Good-Bye!

Bye!

Don't forget the girls!

Bye!

Well, wet your whistles.
Wet your whistles.

What do you do on
moonlight nights, dimples?

Grind crankshafts for
wellington bombers.

But it's daytime now.

Oh, well.

I say, could, uh.

me?

Um, would you.

sam, sam, ask him
if he wants to dance.

Him?

Aye, him. Right.

Would you like to dance?

Why, i'd love to.

I bet he was a good
dancer at one time.

Here's your
dream man, cookie.

That's right.

My lady, may i have the
pleasure of this dance?

With me? But i
don't know how.

You don't? Then it's
high time you learned.

Isn't it, Sra. Polverdine?

I think she's very fortunate

To have such a charming
dancing teacher.

Thank you. My lady.

That's right.

I go forward,
you go backward.

When i go backward,
vice versa.

1-2-3, 1-2-3.
That-A girl.

I thought it would
be more difficult.

It is for most people.

Swing it out,
old-Timer. Come on.

Mind if i saw them
catguts, mister?

My lady, looks like you're
stuck with the bunion express.

I can't.

Come on. Climb aboard.

Is this indian style?

Hoboken tribe.

I believe they call
it woogie-Boogie.

How does it feel to be
the belle of the ball?

I like it very much,

But does it always
make you so dizzy?

It makes most of
them even dizzier.

Suppose you and i
have a short one, hmm?

Two, uh, neat.

Yes, sir.

Anyhow, would
you believe it?

The lieutenant thinks
it's applesauce.

I believe you saw the
canterville ghost right enough,

But the day will never dawn

When he'd run away from a
human being, that it won't.

Wait a minute. Here's
the guy to believe.

Boys, meet the duke
of canterville himself.

Oh, the duke of canterville.

Honored, your grace.

If it can be called an
honor to meet a canterville.

What's wrong with
being a canterville?

Well, since you're so well-Acquainted
with the ghost, why not ask him?

Cuffy, please,

Will you dance
with me again?

Sure.

Hey, you!

It's me. Cuffy.

Odd's gallows, what a
fright thou gavest me.

Uncle, i've been thinking.

Look, you can come into
focus now. It's only me.

Oh, excuse me.

Thanks. That's better.

It's such a problem to
have to walk these nights.

Uncle, if you're supposed
to hang around here

Until a canterville does
a brave deed for you,

How come you're still
here after 300 years?

Has it really
been that long?

What happened when
they tried to save you?

Excuse me. I'm overdue now. I really
must gibber at the oriel window.

Wait a minute.
Quit stalling.

What's wrong with
the cantervilles?

Wrong? Sir, are you
impugning the family honor?

All right. I was willing
to play along with you,

But if you're going
to hold out on me.

nay, nay, kinsman.

I was merely trying
to spare thee.

Spare me?

What? Go on. Spill it.

Mayhap it is better

If thine ancestors
speak for themselves.

Come with me.

Hey, eddie. He's out there.

Harry. Harry. The
ghost is walking.

Come on.

In here, nephew.

Oh, excuse me. I
keep forgetting.

It's ok. Just a
little new to me.

This must be a room i missed
sweeping out the other day.

Would thou couldst
sweep away its history.

Gaze upon them,
our noble family.

Sir gerald de canterville,

The proud skipper of
the frigate cranston.

When she sank,

He was the first
to leave his ship.

Sir andrew de canterville.

He saw a grenadier lose a
finger at blenheim battle

And swooned away.

And the blessed twins.

Lieutenant paul
rode the wrong way

In the charge of
the light brigade.

Lieutenant peter was
10 lengths ahead of him.

You mean they
were all cowards.

All.

At the moment of crisis,
their eyes distend,

Their knees buckle,

Their hands tremble
as with the ague.

Aye, of all the
heroic families

That for centuries
have brightened

The honor and
glory of england,

Ours had to be a brood
of lily-Livered titmice.

So that's why you
held out on me.

You thought if i found
out, i'd be the same way.

Oh, nay, not at all. It
never entered my mind.

Then what are you making
all the fuss about?

So they all turned
chicken on you.

So they all have carrots
for breakfast on tuesdays.

It's the same thing to me.

Verily?

I don't care what
the others did.

This is cuffy, see?

Verily.

All right, then.

Now, harry, shoot!

We got it! Yippee!

What's going on?

The ghost's picture.

He got it. Who?

Harry! He's in the armor.

That-A boy, harry.

Harry, you got it.

Take it easy, harry.
Take it easy, now.

Careful. Careful!

Gee, i broke it,
didn't i, eddie?

That's right.

All right, men, this is it.
Start loading the trucks.

Battle equipment!

Check the men for
personal belongings.

Walker-Dynamite, plunger
boxes, fuse, wire.

Brown! Be sure to take off that
ring. It'll shine in the dark.

Sure thing, sarge.

Remember, we blow
the refinery at 2350.

We have to hold this point the
eight minutes it takes us to get back

In case any jerries come down this road
from the coast and try to cut us off.

Check? Check.

Check.

Mcdougle, you'll find the phone
wire about a half-Mile down the road.

Cut it and get back
to your crew. Yes, sir.

Protection plus the
widest range of fire.

You all set?

Yep.

It won't be long
now, gwendolyn.

I think i'll keep an
eye out from above.

Ok, cuffy.

but deliver us from evil,

For thine is the kingdom
and the power and the glory

Forever and ever.

Amen.

I have so much
special to ask tonight.

Please take care of cuffy.

Please do. Don't
let him get hurt.

And uncle simon.

you know, i told
you about him.

he's such a poor,
poor, funny old ghost,

And he's so tired.

Won't you please
let cuffy save him

So he can go to sleep?

Ye skulking, cringing,
misbegotten package of peafowl,

Ye wretched poltroons

Who have darkened
england's brightest moments,

Not for long now will
i have you leering at me

In cynical mockery,

Not for long.

ye dribble-Pusses.

As for thee,
captain bertram,

Who hid trembling in
a well at waterloo,

I spit in thine eye.

Thee, fat algernon,

Who posed for two
years as a dowager

To escape fighting a duel,

I spit in thine eye.

Thee, sir percival,

Who fought through
the thirty years' war

Without firing a shot.

the ring!

Did you see it?

The ring. You
forgot the ring.

Well, give it here.

Thank you.

Forget it.

Well?

Thinkest thou the enemy
will come this way?

That isn't what's
worrying you.

With half an eye, one can see
that thou hast the heart of a lion.

Horsefeathers. Go
away, will you? Go on!

I merely thought i
could bolster you up

In case you were
a bit squeamish.

I want to be squeamish!

Quit checking up on
me and scram, will you?

As you will.

I thought i told
you to beat it.

Thou art my only hope,
my only salvation.

Sign off, will you?!

What's happened
to those guys?

Trigger!

Keep a cool head. Keep a
cool head. Keep a cool head.

Get out of here!
Go on, get out!

Motorcycle patrol.
Lots of them.

We'll wait till we see
the backs of their tonsils.

God, there's hope.

Trigger.

Trigger!

Get 'em, cuffy.

Fire, nephew, fire!

Fire, nephew, fire!

Nephew! Nephew!

Nephew.

Oh, ice cream and cookies

For flat-Footed rookies

So cheer up, my
lads, bless them all

Bless them all,
bless them all

The long and the
short and the tall

Bless all the blondies
and all the brunettes

Each lad is happy
to take what he gets

'Cause we're giving
the eye to them all

The ones that
attract or appall

Maud, maggie, or susie,
you can't be too choosy

When you're in
camp, bless them all

The colonel's compliments,
and he wants me to tell you

That we are the best
platoon in the whole outfit.

Hooray! Hooray!Hooray!

But i'm not satisfied,

So we're gonna take a
little jaunt into the woods

And iron out the mistakes
we made on our raid.

Right now.

Right now!

Fall in!

Williams.

I've discussed your report
with the colonel, and he feels

We have no alternative but to
transfer you back to your old outfit.

Rules are rules, williams, and
we can't afford to risk your life

And the lives of others
taking another chance.

Yes, sir.

I've arranged for a jeep
to pick you up at 2200.

Thank you, sir.

Good luck, williams.

Sir, the platoon is formed.

Left face!

Right shoulder
- Arms!

Forward march!

Gertie from bizerte

You're as purty,
purty, purty as can be

Gertie from bizerte

Don't you never,
ever dare desertie me

Though your
lingo i don't know

When we kiss, you
make me holler "bingo!"

Gertie from bizerte

You're the gal for me

Cuffy, i've been
expecting you for days,

And auntie put
me to bed early,

And i couldn't sleep
all last night, and.

cuffy, what happened?

You better run along
home, lady. I got to pack.

You're going away?

Yeah.

Oh, cuffy.

That's right. Look at me.

I'm a canterville,
all right,

Just as cowardly
as the rest of them.

Don't say that.
You're not a coward.

You're brave. I know it.

I know it.

All right, lady,
have it your own way.

Cuffy.

I'm sorry it
turned out this way.

Good-Bye, lady.

Cuffy.

cuffy! Cuffy!

There's a parachute. I
just saw it coming down.

Maybe a nazi
came down in it.

Oh, cuffy, what will we do?

Where is that
parachute, lady?

It's this side of
the stone bridge.

Where's the stone bridge?

Do you know the
old side road? No.

I'll take you. I
know a shortcut.

All right. Come on.
We'll go in the jeep.

There.

You stay here. Duck down.

Duck down!

Parachute mine!

A blockbuster!

Let's go, lady!

That thing goes off, it'll kill every
living thing within a half a mile!

The slightest jar
might start it ticking.

Look! The rangers.

They're scattered
all through the woods.

They'll be killed.

Jessica, get back
to the castle quick!

But aren't you coming?

I got to haul it away with the
jeep, dump it over the cliff.

Get going now. Run
quick! Hide in the cellar!

Run!

Lady jessica!

Oh, uncle simon!

Where's cuffy? Has he
encountered the enemy?

Oh, uncle simon, cuffy's
moving a blockbuster.

He's doing the bravest
deed that ever was.

The portrait of
a canterville.

No, uncle, no!

You're not a coward!
You're not a coward!

Cuffy, you were
doing the brave deed.

Don't you see?
You can do it!

You don't have to be afraid
because you're a canterville.

You only think you do.

Look, cuffy, i'm not
afraid of the mine!

Look, cuffy, look!

I'm not afraid of the
mine! Look, cuffy, look!

I'm not afraid of
anything because, because.

it's ticking!

Jessica!

Run for it, lady!

I'm all right now.
Go get out of here.

I'm all right,
i tell you! Run!

Out of my way!

Careful, nephew.

Careful.

Get in, uncle.

Keep your eye on
that tow chain.

Hey, you rangers,
run for your lives!

We got a
blockbuster on here,

A time bomb!

Run! Blockbuster!

Hey, uncle, where are you?

Here!

Nephew!

Nephew!

If it'll only hold
for 20 seconds more!

4, 5, 6, 7,

8, 9, 10, 11.

13, 14, 15, 16.

run, uncle, run!

Run, nephew!

27, 28, 29, 30,

31, 32, 33, 34,

35, 3.

what's all this
hooey about ticking?

It's a dud.

How will we ever get
it into place again?

Oh, my.

My bowler.

Never mind your bowler.

Go and ring up the
air raid service.

Oh, dear.

Well, i suppose we're lucky
to have escaped with our lives.

Jessica.

I made him do it. Cuffy.

Now, darling, we'll go home,

And i'll put you in
your nice warm bed.

I'll get your things.

Gertie from bizerte

You're the gal for me

Gertie from bizerte

Cuffy!

as can be

Gertie from bizerte

Don't you never,
ever dare desertie me

Desertie me

Though your
lingo i don't know

When we kiss, you
make me holler "bingo!"

Gertie from bizerte

You're the gal for me

Cuffy, you're alive.

How did you do it?

I just dumped the cockeyed
thing right into the ravine.

Like saint george slaying
the cockeyed dragon.

Uncle simon.

What, child?

If cuffy is a canterville,

And he's done a
brave deed for you,

Then why are you
standing here?

Yeah. Why aren't you in that
garden beyond the pine woods?

Father.

Father!

Poor uncle simon.

Father!

Father.

Thank you, nephew.

Thank you, niece.

Farewell.

Farewell, uncle.

Farewell.

Did you see
that, lieutenant?

That's what we've
been trying to.

gee, that certainly is a
long time to go without sleep.

Yes, but you nearly
always have to wait

For anything you
want very much.

How old are you, cuffy?

Why?

I shall be 7 in may.