Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde Page #5

a formal announcement to our friends.

Thank you, sir.

By Jove, you've made me happy!

-I could sing or dance or roll a hoop--

-Jekyll, no.

I beg your pardon, sir.

Until tomorrow, my sweet.

-Good-bye, sir.

-Good-bye.

Poole, my dear fellow!

-I'm a very happy man!

-I'm happy to hear it!

Happy, by Jove! Happy!

"...jocund day stands tiptoe

on the misty mountain tops."

Yes, sir.

May I take your cape, sir?

You may, Poole. You may, my dear fellow.

I'm going to be married, Poole.

Next month.

Think of it. In a few weeks,

she'll be under this very roof...

in this very room, as my wife.

Think of it, Poole,

and let me see your face.

Yes, sir! I beg to congratulate you, sir!

-"lf music be the food of love, play on."

-Yes.

I beg your pardon, sir...

but Miss Pearson is waiting for you

in the consulting room.

Miss Pearson?

The young woman

as you sent the envelope to, sir.

-What does she want?

-She wishes to consult you, sir.

-Very well. Show her in here.

-Yes, sir.

-Why, it's you, sir!

-So it is.

Now who would have thought it?

Who would have thought

that I'd find the celebrated Dr. Jekyll?

-So it was you who sent me this money.

-Yes.

The minute I laid eyes on you,

I knew you had a kind heart.

-But whatever made you do it, sir?

-Someone told me that you needed it.

-Who, sir?

-lt doesn't matter.

The important thing is that you have it.

And you're welcome to it.

I can't take it, sir.

-Why not?

-Why?

Here's why!

Pretty, ain't it?

It's a whip, that's what it is.

Horrible!

I'll give you a lotion to soothe that.

Thank you, sir,

but a lotion won't do the trick, sir.

No, sir. It's more than that, sir.

I need help, I do.

I can't stand it anymore.

-What is it, my dear?

-It's Hyde, sir.

It's him that's done that,

and more as I can't tell you, sir.

He ain't human, sir. He's a beast.

He won't let me go,

and I'm afraid to run away.

I've tried to drown myself, but I can't!

And if you don't help me...

you as had

the kindest heart in the world, sir...

then give me poison so I can kill myself!

-Why didn't you go to the police?

-I was afraid.

You don't know him, sir.

He ain't a man. He's a devil.

He knows what you're thinking about.

I'm afraid of him now!

If he knows as I've been here today,

I don't know what he'll do!

It won't be anything human, sir! Save me!

Keep him off me! I'll do anything you ask!

I'll be your slave.

Help me!

You are good, you are.

You won't let me go back to him,

will you, sir?

You're an angel.

I'll do anything you like.

I ain't as bad as you think...

and I ain't a bad looker, either.

I'll work for you. I'll slave for you.

I'll love you.

You liked me once, didn't you?

Why don't you....

I give you my word that you will

never be troubled with Hyde again.

No, sir! He'll come back and kill me, sir!

He'll not come back. I'll see to it.

But you don't know him, sir.

He ain't human, he ain't.

I've given you my word,

and that I never break.

You'll not see Hyde again. Believe me.

I believe you, sir.

-You must go now.

-Yes, sir.

Begging your pardon, sir,

will it be a large affair?

Not particularly.

General Carew's cronies, chiefly.

They wouldn't regard the marriage

as authentic...

unless it were formally announced

at a dinner table, you know?

Perhaps soon you'll be giving

a formal dinner yourself, sir.

I may, Poole.

-Should I call the hansom, sir?

-No, thank you.

-A walk through the park will do me good.

-Yes.

-We're early.

-I'm glad you are.

My dear,

of course, I wish you all happiness.

-Thank you, Dr. Lanyon.

-How are you, General?

"Thou wast not born for death,

immortal bird!"

"No hungry generations tread thee

down...."

"Thou wast not born for death...."

No!

"Thou wast not born for death...."

Oh, no.

But it is dead!

Rather late.

-It's very queer, I did not hear.

-I do not understand.

Of course, he is a very busy man.

He was probably detained.

Could anything have happened to Harry,

Mr. Utterson?

On a night like this, my dear? Nonsense.

Why is he late, then?

There, my dear.

It's not his lateness. It's your impatience.

He'll be along presently.

I hope so.

Here's hoping

that Hyde rots wherever he is...

and burns where he ought to be.

And here's hoping that Dr. Jekyll...

will think of lvy once in a while.

He's an angel, he is.

Here's to you, my angel.

Thought I wouldn't come back, didn't you?

You took the word of that

sniveling hypocrite Jekyll against mine.

Jekyll's word against Hyde's?

I know everything you do

and everything you think!

You went down on your knees

before him...

the man I hate

more than anybody in the world!

-No!

-No?

"I'll slave for you. I'll love you.

"You're an angel, sir."

You wanted him to love you, didn't you?

I'll give you a lover now.

-His name is death!

-No! It ain't so!

Ain't it so, my little bird? My little starling.

Why, you lying wench!

You've got his money here now!

You must be the devil.

There was nobody there

but me and Dr. Jekyll.

He wouldn't have told you!

No, he wouldn't!

Wouldn't he, though? Wouldn't he?

Listen, my dear.

I'm going to let you into a secret.

A secret so great...

that those who share it with me

cannot live!

I am Jekyll!

I am the angel

whom you wanted to slave for and love!

And I'm going to take you in my arms now

and hold you close!

Close, my little lamb. My dove!

My bird!

There, my sweet.

There, my dove.

There, my little bride.

Isn't Hyde a lover after your own heart?

There's something horrible

happening up there!

-Did you hear it?

-Come on.

-You murdering devil!

-Help!

Stop him!

-The monster did this.

-I know him. His name is Hyde.

-Let me in. I'm a friend of Dr. Jekyll's.

-He isn't at home!

I know it, you fool!

He told me to wait for him.

-You'll have to come back later!

-Open that door, or I'll break it in!

My dear, I can't tell you how sorry I am...

but I hope with all my heart that Jekyll

will have something to say for himself.

-Good night, sir.

-Good night, Lanyon.

I'll cane that scoundrel Jekyll

if I ever set eyes on him again.

No, Father.

Something terrible must have happened.

I'm sure he can explain. I believe in him.

I forbid you to see this man again.

I love him, Father,

and I'm going to marry him.

Muriel, you will have

nothing more to do with that man.

-Give me pencil and paper, quick.

-Yes, sir.

Hey, you.

Be ready to carry a message for me.

Yes, sir.

-Hello, Briggs.

-Good evening, sir.

I beg your pardon, sir.

A messenger brought this

a little while ago.

-Really?

-He said it was very important, sir.

I'm going out, Briggs, but I'll be back soon.

Yes, sir.

You may go to bed.

I won't need you any more tonight.

Thank you, sir.

-I come from Dr. Jekyll.

-Come in.

Have you got it?

Follow me.

Have you got it?

Come, sir. You forget I have not

the pleasure of your acquaintance.

I beg your pardon, Dr. Lanyon.

You know what I came for.

Dr. Jekyll sent me.

-It's important. A package. Is it here?

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