Pendulum Page #3
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- Year:
- 1969
- 102 min
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EASY, EASY, EASY.
IT WAS SHE.
DRINK THIS.
THANK YOU.
HERS?
YES.
HE'LL SLEEP
DOCTOR, WILL YOU
STAY, PLEASE?
UNTIL THE MORNING,
AT ANY RATE.
MY DEAR LORD.
IT IS HERS,
ISN'T IT?
IT IS.
BUT HOW?
MAY WE USE:
YOUR ROOM, SIR?
YES, OF COURSE.
SIT.
WHAT I AM ABOUT TO TELL YOU
NO ONE IN THIS WORLD EXCEPT
NICHOLAS AND MYSELF KNOWS.
THAT IS, I THOUGHT THAT
NO ONE ELSE KNEW.
TAKE THIS.
NO.
DRINK IT.
TO BE ABSOLUTELY
BLUNT ABOUT IT,
NICHOLAS BELIEVES
THAT ELIZABETH:
MAY HAVE BEEN:
INTERRED PREMATURELY.
WHAT?
I HASTEN TO:
ASSURE YOU BOTH:
THAT SUCH:
IS NOT THE CASE.
ELIZABETH:
WAS QUITE DEAD.
I WOULD STAKE:
MY REPUTATION:
ON THAT FACT.
THEN WHY--
DOES HE BELIEVE IT?
BECAUSE OF WHAT:
HAPPENED TO HIS MOTHER
MANY YEARS AGO.
I'M AFRAID
I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
I TOLD MR. BARNARD
WHAT NICHOLAS SAW THAT DAY.
NO, MY DEAR.
YOUR MOTHER WAS NOT
TORTURED TO DEATH
AS YOU WERE TOLD.
BUT--
SHE WAS TORTURED,
YES...
BUT NOT TO DEATH.
DO I MAKE:
MYSELF CLEAR?
DO YOU MEAN:
TO SAY THAT--
YOUR MOTHER WAS:
WALLED UP IN HER TOMB...
WHILE YET ALIVE.
OH, NO.
FROM THAT DAY FORTH,
THE VERY THOUGHT
OF PREMATURE INTERMENT
WAS ENOUGH:
TO DRIVE YOUR BROTHER
INTO CONVULSIONS
OF HORROR.
NICHOLAS BROODS ABOUT IT
CONSTANTLY.
HE HAS HEARD ELIZABETH
WALKING THE CORRIDORS,
EVEN THAT HE HAS HEARD
HER SPEAKING HIS NAME.
DR. LEON.
SIR?
YOU SEEM TO FORGET
THAT WE ALL:
HEARD THE HARPSICHORD
PLAYING.
NO, I HAVE NOT
FORGOTTEN IT, SIR.
IT IS WHY I SAID BEFORE
THAT I THOUGHT:
THAT NO ONE BUT NICHOLAS
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
SOMEONE, I FEAR, HAS
DISCOVERED NICHOLAS' SECRET
AND IS USING IT:
AS A TERRIBLE ADVANTAGE.
A SERVANT, PERHAPS.
I COULD ALMOST:
MORE EASILY BELIEVE THAT--
THAT WHAT, DOA MEDINA?
NOTHING.
I SPOKE:
WITHOUT THOUGHT.
I WANT TO KNOW:
ONE THING, SIR.
ARE YOU:
ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE...
THAT DON MEDINA'S
DREAD IS UNWARRANTED?
IF ELIZABETH MEDINA
WALKS THE CORRIDORS
OF THIS CASTLE,
IT IS HER SPIRIT,
NOT HER LIVING SELF.
[WOMAN SCREAMING]
WHERE DID IT COME FROM?
ELIZABETH'S ROOM.
AAH!
WHAT IS IT, CHILD?
Charles:
EASY, CHILD.
EASY.
TELL US WHAT:
HAPPENED TO YOU.
I--
I HEARD HER.
HEARD?
THE MISTRESS.
I WAS CLEANING UP
THE ROOM,
SHE CALLED ME:
BY MY NAME--MARIA.
SHE SAID, "MARIA,
LEAVE THIS ROOM!"
MY WIFE:
SPOKE TO YOU?
MY WIFE SPOKE--
NICHOLAS!
NO ONE WILL EVER
ENTER THAT ROOM AGAIN.
MR. BARNARD, I'M--
NO NEED EXPLAINING,
NICHOLAS.
MR. BARNARD
KNOWS EVERYTHING.
WILL YOU, CATHERINE?
I'LL SEE TO HER,
DOA MEDINA,
WITH YOUR BROTHER.
THANK YOU.
COME, MARIA, LET ME
HELP YOU DOWNSTAIRS.
PERHAPS I:
SHOULD BRING:
SOME FOOD:
TO NICHOLAS.
MY DEAR,
ANY MORE THAN YOU
ARE EATING YOURS.
I'M NOT
HUNGRY.
YOU NEED YOUR STRENGTH,
NONETHELESS.
IF I MAY INTERRUPT THIS
FASCINATING CONVERSATION
FOR A MOMENT,
HOW LONG, MAY I ASK,
DO YOU INTEND TO ACCEPT
THESE OCCURRENCES
AT FACE VALUE?
I SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT,
MR. BARNARD,
THAT A MAN OF:
YOUR INVESTIGATIVE ZEAL
WOULD HAVE ALREADY
SOLVED THE MYSTERY.
AND HAVE YOU,
DOCTOR?
I AM NOT CERTAIN.
BUT YOU DO YOU REMEMBER
THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY HEARD
ELIZABETH'S VOICE?
WE HAVE ONLY:
MARIA'S WORD FOR IT.
WE PROCEED ON:
SIMILAR LINES, DOCTOR.
IN QUESTIONING MARIA,
I ASKED HER TO DESCRIBE
THE VOICE SHE HEARD.
AND?
SHE COULD NOT:
DESCRIBE IT, DOCTOR,
BECAUSE IT ONLY:
WHISPERED TO HER.
THIS POINT SEEMS OF VITAL
[LOUD BANGING]
[BANGING]
[OBJECTS BREAKING]
[NOISES STOP]
[POUNDING]
DON MEDINA!
[POUNDING]
DON MEDINA!
THE KEY TO:
ELIZABETH'S ROOM.
THE KEY, I SAID!
AGAIN?
[UNLOCKING DOOR]
DO NOT GO THERE,
NICHOLAS.
I MUST, CATHERINE.
NICHOLAS!
NICHOLAS!
COME.
WHAT I HAVE DREADED
ALL THESE MONTHS...
HAS COME TO PASS.
YOU ARE WRONG,
NICHOLAS.
NO. NO, SHE HAUNTS ME
BECAUSE OF THE TERRIBLE THING
I DID TO HER--
MR. BARNARD!
WHAT IN THE NAME
OF HEAVEN?
AND HAVE YOU NOTHING
TO SAY, DON MEDINA?
I DON'T UNDERSTAND, SIR.
DO YOU NOT, SIR?
THEN, WITH YOUR PERMISSION,
I WILL ENLIGHTEN YOU.
WHAT IS THE MEANING
OF THIS?
THE MEANING, DOCTOR,
IS THIS--
ONLY ONE PERSON:
IN THIS CASTLE:
COULD HAVE CAUSED ALL THESE
INEXPLICABLE OCCURRENCES.
THAT PERSON IS DON MEDINA.
WHAT?
YOU'RE MAD, SIR.
AM I?
MR. BARNARD,
THIS SECRET PASSAGE, SIR,
HOW CONVENIENT FOR YOU.
ENABLING YOU TO WHISPER
ELIZABETH'S ROOM
HAD BEEN LOCKED BY YOU,
ENABLING YOU TO RETURN THERE
AND AT YOUR LEISURE,
DEMOLISH EVERYTHING.
YOU ARE WRONG, SIR.
I SWEAR I--
YOU ARE LYING, SIR!
WHEN MARIA SCREAMED,
WHERE WERE YOU?
WHEN ELIZABETH'S ROOM
WHERE WERE YOU?
WHY WERE YOU NOT
INVESTIGATING THAT?
I--I WAS AFRAID.
YOU LIE!
BOTH TIMES YOU WERE IN
ELIZABETH'S ROOM YOURSELF!
WAS LOCKED,
PROTECTING YOU:
FROM DISCOVERY!
NO, THAT'S NOT TRUE!
WHY SHOULD NICHOLAS
DO THESE THINGS?
WHY?
IS IT POSSIBLE?
POSSIBLE I AM:
DOING THESE THINGS
UNAWARE?
TO PUNISH MYSELF?
NO, NICHOLAS, NO!
ONE OF THE SERVANTS
IS RESPONSIBLE.
MOST LIKELY MARIA.
COULD I HAVE KEPT THAT RING
WITHOUT KNOWING IT?
PLAYED THE HARPSICHORD
WITHOUT KNOWING IT?
DESTROYED ELIZABETH'S ROOM
ALL WITHOUT KNOWING IT?
MY INNER MIND...
CREATING EVIDENCE OF
ELIZABETH'S VENGEFUL RETURN
BECAUSE THAT MIND KNOWS...
BUT I DON'T KNOW!
I WILL FIND OUT.
NO.
IT'S THE ONLY WAY,
CATHERINE.
IT'S THE ONLY WAY.
I MUST BE SURE!
I MUST BE SURE.
I DO NOT BELIEVE
I WISH TO STOP IT,
MY DEAR.
IF THIS IS THE ONLY WAY
OF CONVINCING NICHOLAS
THAT HE DID NOT:
BURY HIS WIFE ALIVE,
THEN I SAY:
THIS GROUNDLESS DREAD
MUST FINALLY:
BE PUT TO REST.
WE WILL EXHUME ELIZABETH.
[CREAKING]
[CLANK]
[CREAKING]
TRUE.
TRUE!
I SWEAR TO YOU:
I THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD.
I SWEAR TO YOU!
TRUE.
TRUE.
TRUE.
TRUE!
NICHOLAS!
NO, NICHOLAS!
TRUE!
[THUNDER]
[C*CKS PISTOL]
NICHOLAS!
[THUNDER]
[SOBBING]
I KILLED HER.
I KILLED HER.
NO, NICHOLAS.
I KILLED HER.
I KILLED HER.
[THUNDER]
NICHOLAS.
I WOULD SUGGEST,
NICHOLAS,
THAT YOU LEAVE:
THIS PLACE.
YOUR REMAINING HERE
CANNOT HELP ELIZABETH NOW.
TRY TO UNDERSTAND,
NICHOLAS.
NEVER IN MY CAREER
HAVE I SEEN A CONDITION
WHICH SO COMPLETELY
PARALLELED:
THE PHYSICAL:
APPEARANCE OF DEATH.
YOU CANNOT FEEL:
RESPONSIBLE, NICHOLAS.
WHILE WE WERE UP HERE
MOURNING HER,
SHE WAS ALIVE,
STRUGGLING TO BE FREE.
I AM RESPONSIBLE.
SHE WOULD NOT WANT
TO HAUNT ME.
SHE DOES NOT HAUNT YOU,
NICHOLAS.
CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT?
IT IS YOU:
PUNISHING YOURSELF.
ALREADY I HAVE BEEN
GROSSLY NEGLIGENT
OF MY OTHER PATIENTS.
I BEG OF YOU...
LEAVE WITH ME.
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