I Know Where I'm Going! Page #7

This is the way to bail!

Engine's washed out,

l've got to take it apart.

- What can l do?

- Keep bailing!

And praying!

Keep it up.

Clean that.

(Low, rumbling roar)

(Rumbling continues)

Corryvreckan.

(Torquil) Get the cover.

Hurry up.

lf l can get us started before

the tide turns, we've got a dog's chance.

Tide's still with us. We'll do it yet.

Now, pray.

(Engine starts)

Your credit must be good in heaven.

They know a good prayer

when they hear one.

(Speaks Gaelic)

(Speaks Gaelic)

(Bridie speaks Gaelic)

So, you're back.

(Speaks Gaelic)

Big, strong man.

Off in bed.

There's a fire in my room

and that's where you'll sleep.

My very dear chap, you've missed

the experience of a lifetime.

- Have l?

- You have.

A new chapter's been written

in the history of falconry.

- Oh, you've got him back.

- Ah, listen to this.

He came to the lure like a lamb.

Like a hawk, l mean.

The gillie suggested a hunt

for the fox that killed the lambs,

so we went up off the Teallach.

And by Gad, we found the fox

and by Jimmy Christmas, he caught it.

- Caught it, who?

- Torquil!

Torquil the fox hunter! Stooped

at the blighter as though it was a rabbit.

Killed him stone dead. Here he is.

Dog fox. 21 pounds, if he's an ounce.

l'm gonna have

the brush mounted for you.

- Now, what have you got to say?

- Where is he?

There! Over the door!

(Barnstaple) lsn't he a pippin?

Torquil! Come on. (Trumpets)

Wah! Loo-loo-loo-loo-loo!

(Screeches) Tally aye!

Woop, get onto him! (Whistles)

You must think l'm awful.

l don't think anyone's awful.

Not even when l'm breaking my neck

to marry a rich man?

- Oh, what's wrong with that?

- l thought you didn't care about money.

Who says so?

l'd swim to Oban for ten pounds.

Glasgow for 21.

And what about Torquil?

He'd do it for 15.

Oh.

But l thought that you

and Rebecca Crozier and Torquil

were perfectly happy without money.

What else can we do?

Well, you could sell Erraig

and Rebecca could sell Achnacroish.

and Torquil could sell Kiloran.

Yes.

But money isn't everything.

Now go to sleep.

Thank you.

Good night, Catriona.

And if you count the beams,

your prayers'll come true.

l'm not praying tonight.

Now, Torquil, onto your perch.

That's it.

Torquil! You greedy swine.

Here, get...get off.

l can't do anything with my hair.

Wonder what happened

to my wedding dress.

A mermaid will marry in it.

- How's Kenny?

- Butter wouldn't melt in his mouth.

He's helping Ruairidh with the boat.

- And who's for Kiloran?

- Not the colonel, he's got his eagle back.

Not Kiloran.

The only passengers l can see

are you and three pipers.

ls the boat coming?

Yes, it's coming.

l'd better go down and meet him.

Always the little lady,

doing the right thing.

- l'm sorry, l can't change myself.

- You're all right as you are.

Bye-bye, Mrs Potts, l'm for the bus.

Goodbye, Catriona,

and thank you for everything.

Will you do something for me?

lt depends.

l don't care where or when

but somewhere, sometime,

will you have the pipers play

Ho Ro, My Nut-Brown Maiden?

lt might be done.

Will you do something for me,

before l go away?

lt depends.

l want you to kiss me.

(Creaking)

(Gurgling)

(Woman) ''Now, Mr Torquil,

l've told you a thousand times.

''Once upon a time,

hundreds of years ago,

''MacNeil of Kiloran

took a beautiful wife from the mainland

''But she was in love

with a cousin of hers,

''a MacLaine who held Moy Castle.

''After a year and a day,

''when her husband was away,

ravaging the mainland,

''she escaped from Kiloran and took

refuge in Moy Castle with her lover.

''One black night, Kiloran came.

''He besieged and took the castle

''and killed every soul,

except the two lovers.

''There's a deep dungeon,

just off the banqueting hall.

''lt's a well with nine feet of water in it

''and a rounded stone,

''just big enough for a man to stand on

''or drown.

''Kiloran tricked the two lovers,

chained them together

''and threw them into the dungeon.

''He sat in the great hall,

''feasted and mocked them while

they held one another above the water

''till their strength failed

and they dragged one another down.

''Before she died,

the woman cursed Kiloran

''and every future MacNeil of Kiloran,

''if they should ever cross

the threshold of the castle.

''There's the curse,

carved in stone on the ramparts,

''there, to this day.

''lt's a terrible strong curse

''lt goes:

'''This is the curse

of Catriona MacLaine of Erraig

'''My curse on MacNeil of Kiloran

and every MacNeil after him.

'''lf he shall ever cross

the threshold of Moy,

'''never shall he leave it a free man.'''

(Pipes playing Nut-brown Maiden)

- Hoi!

- Hoi!

- l was lying to you.

- Oh.

l'd rather swim in the sea

than in a swimming pool.

- l know.

- l'd rather catch salmon in my stream

- if somebody'd teach me how.

- l know.

And l'd rather go to Kiloran in Ruairidh

Mhr's boat after the hell l've raised.

l was lying to you, too.

l'm not really afraid of this place.

l know.

(Woman) ''Never shall

he leave it a free man.

''He shall be chained to a woman

to the end of his days

''and he shall die in his chains.''

l know where l'm going

And l know who's going with me

l know who l love

But the dear knows who l'll marry

l have stockings of silk

Shoes of fine green leather

Combs to buckle my hair

A ring for every finger

Some says he's black

But l say he's bonny

The fairest of them all

My handsome, winsome Johnny

l know where l'm going

And l know who's going with me

l know who l love

But the dear knows who l'll marry

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