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part of my nightmare.

The tune and the reflection.

And for one second...

I knew quite clearly

what that reflection was.

Darling, it was me.

No.

It wasn't you.

- It wasn't you.

- Who then?

I don't know.

Something I've forgotten.

Oh, darling I can't help you.

I can't help you!

And I want so much to.

I love you so.

Whatever happens...

or whatever I do...

you'll never leave me, will you?

Never.

Because I need you.

I need you.

Ingworth, In Norfolk, England.

Welcome to Ingworth House.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

Ingworth is hardly altered at all

since the first day it's stood here

in the valley,

before the Spanish armada sailed.

This way ladies and gentlemen...

Well, ladies and gentlemen,

if you all have the seen the dining room

I'd like to take you to the next item

of interest, which is the long gallery.

But first of all, may I draw your

attention on this magnificent staircase,

which is of course part of

the original building.

Well now I'll take you upstairs

to the long gallery.

This way ladies and

gentlemen, please.

Both sides up it all goes the same way.

Robert, put that down!

Come away, both of you.

Thank you.

- Good afternoon, sir.

- Good afternoon, Pete.

- Had a good day?

- Yes, sir. Nearly 500.

- Very good day.

- Did they break anything?

- No, sir. Not this time.

- That's a blessing.

Baa, baa, black sheep,

Have you any wool?

Yes, sir, yes, sir,

Three bags full;

One for the...

- master,

And one for the...

- maid,

And one for.

The little boy Who lives down the lane.

You make a very charming picture you know.

Hello, daddy.

- What would you call the picture?

- Oh I don't know.

Domestic bliss, I suppose.

No one can fit in more perfectly

with the surroundings.

Thank you, sir.

I'm glad you think so.

Come Michael now. You go off to the

kitchen, take those to Mrs. Bead.

- Take Jason with you, darling.

- Yes, take Jason with you.

Come on, Jason.

Just think if we'd never met,

you and I.

There'd be just you and just me

miles and miles apart.

A dreadful thought.

- What would you be doing?

- Oh, working.

- New York. In some office, I suppose.

- And you?

I wouldn't be alive.

Margaret...

I... have a feeling.

That I won't have that

nightmare again.

When I...

when I shouted at you last night,

- You won't laugh at this, will you?

- Oh, darling I'm not laughing at you.

I felt... I felt as if a devil had gone

out of me.

I think for good.

Really?

Yes, really.

I'm not even

I'm not even frightened

of that tune anymore.

What are you doing in here?

These are the private apartments,

you know.

Did you lose your way?

I'll show you out, right?

I know you.

You're...

Jeff...

- Jeffrey...

- Buckenham.

Of course.

Alpine Camp 1945. The same hut.

Of course I remember you.

Jeffrey Buckenham from Montreal.

Where had you been all

these years?

Places.

Well, why didn't you contact me sooner?

Now that you're here, don't think

you're going away so easily.

You'll stay for dinner, won't you?

Maggie will be delighted to see you.

You remember Margaret, don't you?

I told you all about her.

Oh, we finally did get married.

Here at Ingworth church.

Jeff,

it's really good to see you again.

- How are you?

- I'm fine.

- How are you?

- I'm fine.

Hello Frank!

What did you say?

Your name. Just your name,

Frank Welney.

I'm the one with the bad memory.

My name is Mark.

Don't you remember? I remember.

That's the trouble.

I remember that hand.

I remember your theme song.

What are you talking about?

You, the English baronet.

Yeah, you played the part pretty well,

Frank, but I'm afraid the show is over.

What is this? What do you want?

You forget I was there.

I know what happened to Mark.

And I'm going to make you

pay for this.

If it's the last think I do

I'm gonna make you pay for this.

Pay for what?

Oh, I see what it is.

Money, that's it.

A case of a little blackmail.

Oh, no. You got me wrong Frank.

I'll name the price alright

and you'll pay it.

But it won't be

just a few pounds.

I want a lot more than that and

I'm going to get it.

I want to see you crawl, Frank.

I want the whole world to see

what a louse you are.

Get out! Get out!

You damn fraud.

Get out!

I'm not gonna touch you.

What I'm gonna do is gonna

hurt a lot more.

I'm...

I'm sorry, I can't stay

for dinner, Frank.

Who was that?

A war time companion.

- Why did he call you, Frank?

- He mistook me for someone else.

Someone we both knew

a long time ago.

- Good afternoon, sir!

- Good afternoon!

Can I speak to

Captain Gerald Loddon, please?

- Certainly, I just get him.

- Thank you.

Nice, isn't it?

- Captain Loddon?

- Yes.

You're,

Sir Mark Loddon's cousin.

- Yes. Why? Do you know him?

- I met him during the war.

Ah, splendid.

How do you like the new cars?

They're pretty hot stuff.

I'm not really suppose

to talk about speed,

most of our customers are a bit slow.

Look, I'm here on a personal matter.

Oh.

If Mark Loddon hadn't come back

from the war...

you would have

inherited everything.

What are you getting at?

Only this.

Mark Loddon didn't come back

from the war.

Frank...

I remember.

That's the trouble, Frank.

I remember.

Maggie...

What is it?

I don't know.

So you see from what I said,

he can't be your cousin.

I don't know if what you say is true.

It is true. I was there.

I don't deny he has changed

a bit since the war.

Almost a different man.

But you know I hardly feel

I can do anything about it.

Well if you won't do anything I will.

I will go to the police.

But I doubt if they would listen to you.

Somebody is going to listen to me.

I want to get this thing

out to the open.

You know you could always...

Always what?

No, if I were you I would forget all

about it. - What were you gonna say?

Well I was only going to say

you could always go right

to the press.

You know an open letter

publicly exposing him.

Some papers would jump at it.

- What papers?

- Well, the...

Sunday Gazette for one.

It's right up their street.

You know fearless exposure,

Sunday Gazette speaks out for justice.

They love that sort of thing.

As it happens they don't love

my cousin, Mark.

Thank you.

Now look old chap. I didn't mean

that I shouldn't have spoken.

You may get into trouble.

Besides I'm very fond of my cousin.

He is not your cousin.

And I want trouble.

- Mommy?

- What is it, darling?

Mommy, mommy, come here!

Michael, what's the matter?

- Who are you? What are you doing here?

- Sorry, we're just taking a few pictures.

- Did you get Sir Mark's permission?

- We sent our message out...

- But did he give you his permission?

- No, he didn't.

Stop it! Michael go on up

to the nursery.

How dare you come bursting

in here like this.

Take it easy. We got a job to do

and a living to make same as anybody else.

- You're news?

- News?

You should know.

- You are Lady Loddon aren't you?

- Yes, I am.

Well then, what do you expect?

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