Dragonwyck Page #5

Synopsis: In 1844, the Wells family lives in a small farm of their own in Greenwich, Connecticut and the sons and daughters have a rigid discipline and religious education from the patriarch Ephraim Wells. When his wife Abigail Wells receives a letter from her wealthy distant cousin Nicholas "Nick" Van Ryn inviting one of her daughters to live with his wife Johanna Van Ryn and him nursing their daughter Katrine Van Ryn, the naive Miranda Wells gets excited with the perspective of traveling. Her mother convinces Ephraim to let her go and Miranda travels with her father to New York. They meet Nick and they learn that he is a patroon of farmers at the Hudson Valley. Then Miranda travels to the Dragonwyck mansion where she is introduced to the voracious Johanna and the sweet Katrine and to the housekeeper Magda. Miranda also meets Dr. Jeff Turner, who is a sort of leader of the farmers that work for Nicholas, in a party and befriends him. Soon she notes that Katrine is neglected by her parents. When
Production: 20th Century Fox Film Corporation
 
IMDB:
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Year:
1946
103 min
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Well, aren't you going

to answer my question?

I can only think of one thing to say,

and you won't like it.

- Say it anyway.

- Golly Moses!

(Laughing)

(Thunderclap)

(Thunder Rumbling)

There's no thunder in the world

like the thunder of the Catskills.

The lightning seems to set

the mountains on fre, and they roar back.

That's all very romantic, I'm sure,

but it doesn't help my cold.

It's never been this bad.

(Sniffiing)

It seems no different

from your usual winter attack.

But we've always closed the manor

in the winter and gone to New York.

Now I'm sick.

If I must be here, why can't I even

have Dr. Hamilton to look after me?

(Thunder Continues)

When the storm lets up

and the roads are passable...

The storm lets up!

They never stop in these dreary Catskills.

(Knocking)

Come in. What do you want?

Mynheer Van Ryn asked this

be brought to you.

Why, Nicholas,

it's your favorite oleander.

I thought it would brighten your room...

and perhaps make your stay in bed

less unbearable.

Oh, thank you so much.

I can't remember when anything

has pleased me more.

How alive it is, as if it were thinking...

as if it had thoughts of its own

and... desires of its own.

I know how greatly you treasure it...

and I'm all the happier

that you thought to bring it to me.

And I'm happy that you're happy, my dear.

Now I'm sure that you'll want to rest.

- Nicholas.

- Yes?

- You're going to your

tower room again, aren't you?

- Yes. Why?

The servants must think it strange

that you spend so much time up there.

And I fnd it strange that you should

think about what they think.

- What could you possibly do up there?

- Possibly?

Anything from pinning butterfiies

to hiding an insane twin brother.

Actually, I read.

I hope that my explanation satisfes you.

I'm sick.

Haven't you even let Dr. Hamilton know?

Your happiness at the oleander

seems to have faded pretty quickly.

Well, you can't even imagine what it's like

to be sick in this miserable, drab house.

I cannot imagine that Dragonwyck

could be either miserable or drab...

except to those who refiect misery

or drabness from within themselves.

(Thunder Continues)

- Mynheer Van Ryn.

- What is it, Magda?

- It's Dr. Turner.

- No one has sent for a doctor.

Turner? What does he want?

He's come to see you.

He says it's most urgent.

My regrets to Dr. Turner.

I am engaged and cannot be disturbed.

- Yes, Mynheer.

- Never mind.

I'm sorry to intrude like this, Mr. Van Ryn,

but it's most important.

- Yes?

- Klaas Bleecker has been arrested for murder.

It's a pity you weren't there

to stop him this time.

I was there. He didn't kill anyone.

It was an anti-rent riot.

Klaas wasn't anywhere near the boy

that was killed, but they blamed it on him.

If by "they," you mean the patroons,

you must also mean me.

The farmers aren't going to stand for this.

They've threatened to storm the jail.

With shouts of liberty,

equality, fraternity, I take it.

just what is it you want me to do, Doctor?

Help my enemy defeat me?

I want your assurance that Klaas Bleecker

will have a fair and just trial.

Let me make my position clear, Dr. Turner.

Whether Klaas Bleecker lives or dies

is of no more concern to me...

than my life was to him... or you.

That seems to be perfectly clear.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

- Won't you stay for dinner, Doctor?

- No, thank you.

- Miranda, have Tompkins set another place.

- I'd rather not.

Perhaps I spoke a little hastily, Doctor.

I might be able to help.

That's a pretty sudden change of mind.

What brought it on?

I assume thatJohn Van Buren

is to prosecute the trial, is he not?

- Yes.

- He's a close personal friend of mine.

You still haven't told me

what changed your mind.

Dr. Turner, you have my assurance

Klaas Bleecker will have a fair trial.

(Thunder Rumbling)

Now you might do something for me.

Mrs. Van Ryn has a severe cold.

Will you help her if you can?

- Yes, certainly.

- I'll show you to her room.

(Thunderclap)

You'd better take a bit of scraped onion

and sugar for that cough...

and these drops as directed.

- You'll be fne in a few days.

- A few days?

Dr. Hamilton always kept me in bed

for at least two weeks.

He's probably right,

but with most of my patients...

it's all I can do to keep them in bed

while I examine them.

A lighter diet might help...

soup, tea, boiled eggs, less cake.

That's nonsense.!

It's common knowledge that one

should stuff a cold. I'll eat all I please.

Well, you'd get well faster without it,

but you'll get well anyway.

What a beautiful oleander.

I'm relieved to know you fnd

so little cause for alarm, Doctor.

- It's just a head cold.

- Do you think you could

fnd your way down alone?

If you and Miranda will wait dinner for me,

I'll visit with Mrs. Van Ryn.

Yes, of course. Good night.

(Thunderclap)

Dr. Hamilton

usually encourages you to eat...

but then, of course, he has

the tolerance of experience and age.

Turner is young and relentless.

You... You told him you wanted to stay

and visit with me for a while.

What did you mean by that?

Precisely what I said.

just to stay and be with me?

Oh, Nicholas, you confuse me so.

Sometimes when you bring me fiowers

and smile at me, I think...

- What?

- That you like me and want me.

- And sometimes...

- Yes?

I feel that you hate me

and would like me to die.

- Nicholas...

- Yes?

Do you think...

Could we go away together?

- Away?

- Alone. Just the two of us.

When I'm well again.

Of course we will, my dear.

As soon as you're well again.

I feel well enough already.

In that case, even Dr. Turner would

approve of your fnishing your dinner.

- Shall I bring your cake?

- Yes, thank you.

You know, it's funny.

The day we frst met,

last summer at the kermis...

I thought we had very much in common...

and as time went on

we'd have more and more.

But the way it worked out,

frankly, right now...

I don't think you have the slightest idea

what to talk to me about.

It's funny, isn't it?

Would you care

for some sherry wine, Doctor?

- No, thank you.

- I believe I'll have a glass.

Forgive me, please.

We fell to reminiscing...

and it wasn't until Magda came in

that I remembered you were waiting.

We shall dine at once.

Of course, Doctor, you're not to think

of starting back on a night like this.

- You'll stay over.

- No, really, I have...

We'll consider your objections overruled

and the matter settled.

(Thunderclap)

(Faint Singing)

(Clock Chiming)

(Harpsichord Playing,

Singing Continues)

- Katrine.

- Shh.

Why aren't you asleep?

Because I don't want to sleep.

It's so beautiful.

- What is?

- Don't you hear it?

It woke me up.

Such a pretty song from down there.

- You've been dreaming.

- It's a lady.

She's singing

and playing the harpsichord.

- Katrine.

- It's like a lullaby.

But it must be funny,

because every now and then she laughs.

- (Continues)

- There. She's laughing now.

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Anya Seton

Anya Seton (January 23, 1904 – November 8, 1990) was the pen name of Ann Seton Chase, an American author of historical romances, or as she preferred they be called, "biographical novels". more…

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