Original subtitles

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

- [Radio] There were emotional themes today

in Washington when general Eisenhower

made his inaugural address as

the newly elected president of the United states.

The general known and respected on

this side of the atlantic as

the very abled and supreme commander

of the allied forces in Europe.

(whistling)

(snapping)

(eerie music)

(eerie chords)

(ominous music)

- It's a bit neglected I admit

but nobody's lived in it for two years or more

that's the fault of the owner,

bought it 10 years ago then got posted abroad.

Since then he's insisted on trying to rent the place out.

All that time I've been telling

him people who can afford

to rent a house like this can afford to buy.

Finally persuaded him to put it on the open market.

- I'm very glad you did.

- You like the house then?

- Very much.

- Is it to soon to talk about contracts?

- One last hurdle to overcome.

Penny!

Penny?

What do you think?

- You want to don't you?

- Now you know I've always

wanted to live in an area like this.

Darling the perfect end to a perfect honey moon.

- And I did promise to obey.

- We can go ahead, fix the deal?

It's gonna be great, spacious,

bit rundown needs redecorating of course

but the fabric of the building is sound,

it's got atmosphere.

You have to admit it's got atmosphere.

- Yes.

- I must say you've done wonders

in such a short space of time Mrs. Burns.

Oh, wonders.

- We decided to keep this color scheme,

it's cleaned up very well.

Well it's sort of in character with the house.

- It's funny how bricks and mortar

can be altered by, well people.

- The house is quite different again.

But you said you had a problem?

- Oh yes essential heating.

It's not working very well,

it's something to do with the layout in the pipes.

Mr. Filson.

Could you come up here a moment please?

(ominous music)

Mr. Filson this is Mr.

- Hello Filson.

- Oh so you know each other.

- Well all know Filson around here.

What's the trouble?

- The pipes.

- What about them?

- I can't find them.

- Why?

- Because somebody cemented them over that's why.

Main pipes from the boiler cemented over,

I'm having to rely on memory.

- Well you installed the system didn't you?

- Oh ay, but they were ordinary,

no more than that, more than 20 year ago now.

When Miss. Millington was here.

Poor Miss Millington.

Having to dig up the floor again to find them.

- Dig it up, that's a bit drastic isn't it?

There's no need to.

- I presume you know your job Mr. Kellet,

you presume I know mine.

- I get the impression that you and Filson don't get along.

- He's a trouble maker a gossip.

But I must be on my way congratulations again,

you've done marvelously.

(banging)

- Mr. Filson.

Who was Miss Millington?

- Woman who once lived here.

- But you said poor Miss Millington, why?

- Because she disappeared that's why.

One day she was here the next gone.

Kellet reckons she ran away with a man but me?

I say she disappeared.

But where to?

That's anybodies guess.

(whistling)

- Ray?

Ray darling?

(whistling)

(cries out)

- Hello darling.

How's my little girl been?

- Didn't hear you come in.

- Came in the back door.

Got a new lawn mower, dropped it off in the shed.

- It was you then?

- What?

- Whistling, it was you whistling.

- Whistling, no why?

- But it must have been.

It was you.

- Darling I haven't whistled all day.

What do you think I am a kettle or something?

- But I heard you just a minute ago in here.

- Darling I wasn't.

- But you were whistling a tune it was green sleeves.

- Must be your imagination.

Trick of the wind or something.

Come on what's for supper?

(whistling)

(screams)

- Ray, Ray.

There was a scream.

Just now, somebody screamed.

It was terrifying.

- Somebody screamed?

- Yes.

- Well who were?

- Downstairs, outside perhaps it sounded like a woman.

Oh Ray there's something terribly wrong.

- A scream?

- Yes.

- Alright.

I'll have a look around.

I feel like a Thelma cartoon.

(dramatic music)

- Well?

- You didn't hear a scream.

It was an owl.

It was just about to make a meal out of this.

Found him cowering under the wood pile.

- Is he alright?

- I think he's just frightened.

Hey, to frightened rabbits huh?

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(upbeat music)

(banging)

(upbeat music) (banging)

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(eerie music)

- Can't be positive about

the identity of course, not yet but everything fits.

Elizabeth Millington, she occupied

this house from 1947 to 1953 and then disappeared.

There was in inquiry at the time.

- But nobody thought to dig up the cellar floor.

- Well not even the police go

smashing up other peoples hoses.

Not unless there's a very strong reason.

- Murder wasn't suspected then?

- No.

No of course all this was before

my time but apparently

this Millington woman was a bit of an eccentric.

Liable to get up and go at a moments notice

and she was supposed to be wealthy

enough to be able to do so.

Probably why she was murdered,

living alone with a local reputation

for having money in the house.

I afraid my men are going

to make quite a mess of your cellar.

Well the whole floors gonna come up.

- We were planning on

that anyways so you're just saving us a job.

- Yes that's lucky, well for us I mean.

Otherwise the cellar might have

gone undisturbed for years yet.

- No.

No she wanted to be found, she screamed out for it.

- What?

- My wife is highly imaginative inspector

and this business is hardly good on the nerves.

- No well we'll try

and get over with it as soon as possible.

Thanks for cooperating.

we need to kind of investigation then,

we're not likely to catch up on the killer now.

Not after all these years.

- Yes you will.

- What do you mean Mrs. Burns.

- I don't know.

(whistling)

(whistling)

Ray.

Ray.

Oh darling.

- What is it, what is it?

Did you hear another scream Penny?

- You see, he's come back.

- What are you talking about?

- The killer he's in the house I can feel it.

- Oh come on look Penny darling

I love you very dearly but this has gone far enough.

- He's down stairs in the scullery.

- Alright!

Clear this up once and for all.

- No, no.

- Penny, we are going down to the scullery

and every other room in this house until

you are absolutely certain that

there is nobody there and

then perhaps we can both get some sleep.

Now come on, come on.

Here, come on, look.

Nothing.

You are not in there Mr. Murderer are you?

Right.

No one there hm?

Now the dreaded scullery.

Come on, come on, come on, come on now look.

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- He was here.

He came back.

- I don't understand.

- Don't you see, he never found

the money he's still looking for it.

- What baffles me Mr. Burns is why now?

This house has been on my books for years.

I've lettered a dozen times,

why even sold it to Miss Millington in the first place.

And there's never been a hint

of a ghost or physic phenomenon in all that time.

- Hard to say you believe all that rubbish?

- Well I don't.

And yet I do.

Dealing in properties especially

in an area like this full of old houses

with lots of history I've come across

things I haven't been able to explain.

But never here, never a whisper of it here.

- You put that down to my wife.

- She's psychic is that what you mean?

- She's got a run away imagination, that's why I mean.

- But if you don't believe in it why all this tonight?

- I'm humoring her.

All so you can put it down to vaunting.

I like this house Kellet, I always wanted it.

Or something like it.

I remember when I was just a sales man,

stopped my car very often look down on an area like this.

Full of grand houses surrounded by space

and I swore to myself

that one day I would own a place like it.

And now that I do no darned myth

or ghost or whatever is gonna drive me out of it.

That's why I'm going along with

this idea of Penny's but believe in it?

- Ray, this is Mrs. Rafting,

this is my husband Ray and Mr. Kellet.

- How do you do.

- Mrs. Rafting.

- Please call me Cecily, it's simpler, to the point.

Well here will do if you would like to all take a seat.

- Well just like that straight away?

Wouldn't you like to talk about it a little?

- Talk isn't going to remove

your skepticism is it Mr. Burns?

I feel it.

And your instincts are right,

there are other things here to.

- Yes would you like a drink.

- Oh no thanks.

- Or does this spirit interfere with your kind?

- There are no rules Mr. Burns, save one.

Should I achieve a state of trance please

make no attempt to awaken me,

it can be painful and dangerous.

Mr. Kellet I believe you have

known this house for many years.

- 25 or more.

- Would you sit on my left please it may help.

Mr. Burns.

With the skeptic directly opposite

me to make sure there is no cheating.

But first the lights if you please.

You can leave that one.

Now will you just lightly touch hands?

And now if you will concentrate

your thoughts upon this house.

This house.

This house.

Is there someone here?

In this house?

Is there someone.

Will you come to me?

Will you come to me?

(ominous music)

Will you come to me?

Will you come to me?

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

please, please.

No.

(Screams)

- Who are you?

- Elizabeth.

- Elizabeth Millington, is that who you are?

- Millington.

It's so cold.

It's so cold in the cellar.

So cold.

The wireless is on.

General Eisenhower.

They are talking about him.

He has just become president.

- That was in 1953.

She's reliving that day.

- Is that they year, 1963.

- Yes.

I told you not to come here again.

Yesterday I distinctly told you not to come here again.

Please, please no.

(screams)

- Kellet no.

(whistling) (snapping)

- It's him, oh God it's him.

- Who are you?

- I'm going to be rich.

Have all the things I ever wanted.

- Can you tell us your name?

- Hasn't this gone far enough.

- Your name?

- I, I've forgotten.

- Surely you can remember your name.

- Don't want to remember.

Blot it out.

All the memories, blot them out.

Push them away, start a new life.

No name no memories.

- Mrs. Rafting?

- I feel your presence here in this room.

But you don't belong here, not in this house.

Not anymore.

I want to take you away with me, do you understand?

I want you to come away with me, will you do that?

Come away with me and leave these people in peace?

Come.

(snapping)

(snapping) (whistling)

(cries out)

I failed.

- You got rid of it.

You're a wonderful performance, enjoyed every minute of it.

- I felt his presence, he was here in this room.

Was as tangible to me as this table.

His soul, his alter ego

what ever you like to call it was here.

I was controlling him to,

taking him away with me then, then.

- Then he ran away like a bad boy hm?

- He hasn't ran away Mr. Burns he's still here.

His influence, it's still here.

He's not with me anymore but here's still here.

The question is where?

- Well I think we all need a drink.

(ominous music)

Quite an evening hey?

Cecily Rafting certainly knows her stuff.

- Does that mean you believe in her now.

- I won't go as far as that.

The mumbo jumbo, was very convincing mumbo jumbo.

Have to admire her style.

(whistling)

- Ray.

- Oh sorry, such a catchy little tune.

Come on join in the chorus, make a joke of it.

- I don't feel like joking.

(ominous music)

Ray I thought perhaps tomorrow we might.

(eerie music)

(snapping)

Ray?

What are you doing down there?

- I don't know.

(eerie music)

(snapping)

(clatters)

- [Penny] Ray, Ray!

- Pete sake, who'd do a thing like this.

- You know, you know who did it.

- It's ridiculous.

- Is it?

Look you checked every window

an every door and every single one of them was locked.

It was him Ray, it must have him.

- I won't have it and neither will you.

- Well then give me some other explanation.

- somebody used a key, Filson, he had a key.

- He returned it.

- So you had a duke with the guy first?

It could have easily been Filson,

he used a key, he crept in here last night.

- And took absolutely nothing.

- Well I don't know, maybe he was working

off a grudge of some kind, just vandalism.

- It doesn't work Ray it just doesn't work.

We've got to leave this house, sell it.

- No.

- Get away from here before something worse happens.

- We are not leaving.

- You may not be but I am

and I'm going to do something about it now.

- No.

Penny.

- There's more to a house

than bricks and wood, there's an atmosphere, an ambience.

And if that's wrong the people in it are wrong.

I vote we phone Kellet, get him over here at once.

See if we can't cut our loses

and find somewhere else in the area a bit more suitable.

Fortunately we haven't spent much on making it good.

(cries out)

- Oh God.

(clatters)

I wanted to kill you.

For a moment.

Penny.

- Darling.

- I just blacked out, I didn't, it wasn't me.

- It was this house.

There is something, there's an influence.

It's why we've got to sale this house,

get away from here before.

- No, no, no, yes I agree with

you there is something about this place but,

oh for pity sake we're adults

and intelligent I hope, whatever it is.

Let's face it, meet it, drive it out.

Penny please, please.

I don't want to run, don't make me do that.

Whatever it is, it can't be stronger than us can it?

I mean what we mean to each other.

- So that's what we've decided.

We're going to stay here and see it through.

Oh Ray is quite right.

I've been getting to hysterical about the whole thing.

What was needed was a cold clear clinical look at things.

There's just one thing that I have to be sure about.

His body isn't hidden somewhere in the house,

I mean you would know if it was.

- I don't follow you, body?

- The man, the man who killed Elizabeth Millington.

Where ever he's buried.

- What makes you think he's dead?

- But you contacted his soul.

- The soul exists in the dead and the living Mrs. Burns,

I made contact yes but what with I'm not sure.

Him, his mind, his spirit,

or perhaps just his evil influence.

Or perhaps only the memory of

that terrible incident that still lingers in this house.

Well you must have had a favorite place

as a child, a hide away, a picnic spot perhaps.

And when you return there

those long past incidents still remain.

So vivid you can almost hear the childish laughter.

Or like a painter who captures a mood

or a scene and the moves on yet where ever

that picture is hung, whoever sees

it the influence remains, sharp and fresh.

Just oils and canvas can emote that Mrs. Burns

and we are dealing with more than oils and canvas.

I've disturbed you unnecessarily.

- Unnecessarily?

- Yes we talked so much I had no chance to tell you,

the moment I walked through that door I knew he'd gone.

- What?

- I can promise you Mrs. Burns

that he is no longer in this house.

(dramatic music)

- Hello Mrs. Rafting.

Hello darling.

You're looking very pale, as though

you've seen a ghost or something?

Sorry it was a joke.

Very bad taste I'm afraid.

I hope you've been saying comforting things to my wife.

- Well she has, we're free Ray.

- Well as always then.

- No of him, he's gone, vanished, isn't that right?

- Oh yes.

Yes well I must be going, Mr. Burns.

- Mrs. Rafting.

- Bye.

And you have been on a shopping spree.

- They had a sale at the Kitchen shop, I couldn't resist it.

- You're intent on making me a slave to the kitchen.

Oh darling I do love you.

What's this?

- Now, these.

A gal in the shop assured me

that no self respecting kitchen should be without them.

(eerie music)

(whistling)

(screams)

(dramatic music) (shattering)

(eerie music)

(knocking)

- Hello, come in.

Would you like a coffee?

- No thanks.

- Was it social or business?

- I'm not sure.

Do you mind if I go down into the cellar?

- Help yourself.

I've got over it now, two days ago

I wouldn't have dared go this far.

This morning I came right down

to the bottom without a quarrel.

I suppose it's logic taking precedence over superstition.

- Not superstition.

- He's not still here is he?

- No.

No not at the moment.

It's your birthday soon.

- I say you are good.

It's tomorrow as a matter of fact but how did you know?

- Felt it or as a cold blooded

scientist might say I perceived your excitement.

- Alright, what's Ray giving me?

- I'm not sure.

- Then I'm one up on you.

It's a ring, a big antique ring.

- Oh no, I don't think so.

- Yes it is.

- And what makes you think it's a ring?

- I don't think, I know, I feel it.

- A big antique ring?

Have you seen the paper.

- Oh I glanced at it.

I skipped impending world war three

and the latest government crisis

and turned straight to the women's page.

- Did you skip this?

The murder which took place about 20 miles from here?

- Oh how awful.

Poor woman.

- You were asleep at the time.

- What?

- They say it must have happened soon after midnight,

you would have been asleep at the time.

- Well yes.

- And your husband?

He was asleep to?

- Well of course he doesn't work nights you know.

What's bothering you?

- Wish I knew.

I work entirely upon instinct you know, feelings.

This morning I woke up,

I took the paper and it opened at this page.

She was killed with a knife there're

were certain items missing, silver, jewelry.

Rings.

- Are you sure you wouldn't like some coffee?

- I don't know what's bothering me Mrs. Burns.

Unless it's guilt.

- Guilt about what?

- At having brought something back.

Released some power.

This murder it's awful like the other one.

- Oh look it's usually you having to reassure me.

There can't be any connection now can there?

- No.

No of course not.

I should know better than to bring

my depressions to you, it isn't fair.

- Anytime but I honestly don't know what you're on about.

- That about sums me up.

Thanks anyway.

It's not a ring, it's something sharp,

pointed, it will draw blood.

Blood.

Goodbye Mrs. Burns.

(ominous music)

(laughing)

- Happy birthday darling.

May we share many more.

You sure you don't mind not having a party?

- It's our first together,

I'd rather it was like this, just the two of us.

Darling, it's absolutely.

It's marvelous.

- You don't like it?

You can change it if you want.

- No, no, no, it's beautiful.

Now then, where should I wear it here?

Ow.

- Here let me do it, less dangerous.

(ominous music)

(crumpling)

(whistling)

- Thought I'd join.

Well you were making a milk drink weren't you?

Hm?

- Ray?

What have you down with the knife?

- What?

- One of the set you bought, one missing.

- Hm?

- Perhaps you had put it somewhere.

- Yes, probably in a drawer somewhere.

- I like the brooch.

- Good I had a distinct impression that you didn't,

I told you, you can change it if you want.

- No, no, I like it.

- Kay.

- It's funny I was betting that you'd buy me a ring.

- Ring, is that what you wanted a ring?

I told you, you can exchange it if you want.

- No, I don't want a ring.

It's just that that's what I thought you'd buy me.

A big antique ring.

With a red stone in it.

- Next year, I'll get ya that next year.

- Wish I knew where that knife had got to.

- Well one things for certain

darling it's not our pet ghost.

He's dead and gone.

(dramatic music)

- Oh operator, I want to call a Mrs. Cecily Rafting,

I think her number is, no.

No I'm sorry don't bother, thank you.

(stone scraping)

(ominous music)

(dramatic chord)

(ominous music)

Filson.

- Startled you did I?

Ah well I thought I'd better come down and finish the job.

Seeing as how I was contracted for it after all.

Police should be done by now

so I'd better render and make good.

Looks like they've done most of the job for me.

And none of them paid up union members.

(chuckles)

You still want me to finish the job do you?

- Yes.

(ringing)

- Sounds like the phone's ringing.

(ringing)

- Hello?

- [Cecily] What was it?

- Oh Mrs. Rafting.

- [Cecily] Yes what's wrong?

- I don't know what you mean.

- [Cecily] You were troubled, wanted to contact me.

- No, no you must be mistaken.

- [Cecily] I see.

You don't want to meet then?

- Oh I'd love to meet you socially.

To talk.

- [Cecily] Tonight's no good is it?

- Oh no, I'm meeting my sister in town, she's only here for.

- [Cecily] Tomorrow?

- Yes, yes tomorrow would be fine, I look forward to that.

- [Cecily] Mrs. Burns your husband

isn't going with you tonight is he?

- No.

- [Cecily] No I thought not.

See you tomorrow then.

- Yes, yes thank you.

Goodbye.

- [Cecily] Goodbye.

(clangs)

(sifting)

- Supper's right here, and if you fancy something

hot for dessert just stick this in

the oven for 15 minutes

and don't forget it, only 15 minutes.

I don't want to ind the house burnt down.

Oh darling are you sure you're going to be alright.

- Not at all sure now, and supposing

my train set comes off the rails?

Hey look, you go and enjoy yourself,

give my love to Sal and tell her

that she's got to come down and see us soon.

- You will be alright?

- I'm the one who should be worried the way you drive.

- It's our first night apart.

- I know.

And I rather that then you driving

home in the early hours of the morning.

- I'll be back before 10 tomorrow.

- Alright.

Here we are.

- Good night darling.

- Goodnight darling.

And you take care.

- And you.

- Bye.

(engine rumbles)

(eerie music)

(eerie music) (snapping)

(snapping)

(whistling) (snapping)

(whistling)

It's not possible.

- I'm very much afraid it is Mr. Burns.

And it's my stupid meddling fault.

That's why I'm here.

I'd like the chance to undo what I brought about.

- It's not me, it can't be me.

- No, no, no, not you Mr. Burns think of it as him.

Ex the unknown you are, have been possessed Mr. Burns.

And skepticism spreads across your face like a blush.

And yet in medieval times as late at

the 19th century that term possession,

would not have raised an eyebrow.

I have much to rectify Mr. Burns.

I never make the same mistake twice

and my initial mistake was not to begin at the beginning.

Down there.

If you'd please Mr. Burns.

Opposite me.

Now you understand what I must do.

- I'm not sure.

- It's important that you are sure.

Something lives with in you Mr. Burns, drives you.

I must take that burden from you,

place it upon my own shoulders

and with it leave this house forever.

You understand now?

- Yes.

- Touch me.

You are here.

I know you are here.

I feel you.

Who are you .

- Raymond Burns.

- No, you, you, your name.

My will is stronger than yours tell me your name.

- No, don't remember, don't remember.

- Why will you not leave this house?

- Did leave, came back.

- Why?

Because I summoned you?

- No, no, no, no cause of the money, it's the money.

The money, I searched for it and I searched for it,

I searched for it, I can't find it!

- There is none to find so forget

and leave now, leave with me.

(crying out)

- It can't all be for nothing!

I need money.

(chuckles)

I'll just get it somewhere else that's all.

Make sure this time.

- Somewhere else?

Another murder where.

- Chelsea King's Close.

She lives all alone in a little house there.

And she's rich, she's got money, she's rich, she's rich.

- Mr. Burns.

(slaps)

He's strong.

Stronger than I would have imagined possible.

His presence here is so real.

We've learned one thing more though, very important.

Something very easy to check up on.

King's Close, Chelsea.

- I told you that.

- Yes you said that there was a woman who lived there, who.

(eerie music)

- Stupid mistake.

- No, no.

(screams)

(thuds)

- Ray?

- Hey honey.

- Miss me.

- Every minute, how's Sal?

- Oh she's in fine form, she's got a new fiance.

This time I think it's the real thing.

He's a barrister

and very handsome judging by his photographs.

- Tell me all about it tonight okay darling,

I've got a big meeting, must go.

Oh by the way, don't go down the cellar.

- Why?

- I occupied my empty hours

by being useful around the house.

Caio.

(ominous music)

(eerie music)

(ringing)

(breathes)

- Who's that?

Is there somebody there?

(breathes)

(ominous music)

- You're not sickening for something are you?

- No.

- In a funny mood then.

- Why?

- You hardly said a word all evening.

You sure you're all right?

- Yes.

- Alright, sleep tight.

- Ray.

- Hm?

- I went into town again today.

- Oh yeah?

- I went into Chelsea.

- Buy yourself something nice?

- I didn't go to shop.

I went to look around.

- Should have bought yourself something.

Change yourself up a bit.

(eerie music)

(clicks)

(eerie music)

(dramatic music)

- Cecily Rafting has disappeared.

She hasn't been seen for 24 hours.

I think she's dead and I think she's in the cellar.

- You know?

- Yes.

- It's not me, you mustn't think it's me.

- Yes Ray.

- No, no, not me, Raymond Burns it's him.

The thing that's possessing me!

Please Penny darling you must help me.

- I went to Chelsea today.

- What?

- To King's Close, Chelsea.

I never realized before, King's Close

backs onto where you used to have your apartment.

12 years ago there was a murder there.

A rich lonely old woman was stabbed to death.

The killer got away with jewelry

and money, lots of money Ray.

12 years ago.

About the time when you started to do really well,

about the time you were able to finance your own business.

- What are you saying?

- You killed that woman Ray.

- No!

It's just not true, it's not true I won't have it.

- You mean your mind won't have it,

you tried to blot it out,

it's to painful to look at so you tried

to blot it out, like Elizabeth Millington.

You aren't possessed.

The only evil presence on this house is you,

look darling it was always you.

Now listen to me, 20 years ago

you killed Elizabeth Millington

and something in your subconscious,

something perhaps that even you don't understand.

Drew you back here to look

for that money which you never found.

You didn't become the murderer.

You always were.

(eerie music)

(snapping) (eerie music)

(screams)

(crying out)

- Penny!

- I'm sorry, I had to tell them.

(crying out)

(thudding)

(dramatic chord)

(chirping)

- I like it, I really like it.

What do you think darling?

- If you like it that much, we'll take it.

It is a bit spooky though isn't it.

- Not a bit of it.

Not anymore.

(whistling)

(eerie music)

(ominous music)