Tales From The Crypt Page #2
And now he wants to die there,
just as she did.
Well, it ruins the neighborhood
and depreciates the value of our property.
The inside must be like a pigsty.
He owns the place
free and clear.
Nothing we can do about it.
- Bye-bye. See you tomorrow. Shut the gate.
- [Barking]
Bye-bye.
Isn't there?
[Footsteps In Distance]
What on earth
have you been doing?
Somebody's just made an awful mess
of Mr. Baker's garden.
Poor Grimsdyke's neighbor.
He was so proud of his prize roses.
[Man]
My prize roses.
Years ofhard work.
It's Grimsdyke's dogs for sure.
This is too much. I'd like to make
an official complaint.
- [Whimpers]
- But you mustn't take them away.
They're my friends.
Sergeant, please.
It's a court order,
and they don't have licenses.
- I couldn't afford licenses.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Grimsdyke.
Sergeant, please.
- [Dogs Whimpering]
- [Door Closing]
[Van Departs]
Darling. Darling?
Are you there, darling?
Are you there, darling?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Is there any- anything
you wish to tell me?
Ah!
[Shudders]
Give me the message.
D- D-
Wait.
Danger. Danger?
Who to? Who to?
Is it one of the children?
Who to?
Just think it over, Councillor Ramsey.
Grimsdyke's due
to retire in two years.
He's done his job well.
There's no reason why the town council-
He's too old.
Don't you think a younger man-
He'd lose his retirement pay.
And save the town some money.
Poor old Grimsdyke.
I do believe he's out of a job.
Hmm.
Flowers are a little wilted,
aren't they, my dear?
God bless you.
Plenty more in the garden.
I'll get you some tomorrow.
[Dog Barking]
Oh!
- [Chuckling]
- [Barking]
Jamie! Jamie!
My littleJamie.
Oh, I wondered
where you were.
Oh, I'm so glad they didn't get you.
Welcome home. Oh.
Better save money now, hadn't we?
Hey, look. Helen, look who's come back.
Our littleJamie.
Ah, that's wonderful. You're our only
friend now. You and the children.
We thought it might be neighborly
to let you know what was going on.
It's very kind of you to draw
our attention to this, Mr. Elliot.
It's so difficult to know what one's children
get up to when they're out of one's sight.
After all, last year I remember-
You can tell from looking at his house
what a filthy old man he is.
Constantly filling it with children.
Heaven knows what
his motivations are.
Now don't forget what I said.
Just stay away from him.
But, Mummy,
he's such a nice old man.
Don't argue with me.
You're not to see him again ever.
Why don't you go and play
in our garden?
And don't take
any more sweets from him.
Carrying rubbish all day.
His house must be filthy.
You and your Mr. Grimsdyke. Now, remember,
I don't want you to go anywhere near him.
- Oh, Mum-
- And that's final.
I don't understand it.
Everyone was so kind.
[Sniffles]
Now this. No work.
No children.
No one to make toys for.
Well, never mind.
We've always got each other,
haven't we, my dear?
Mmm. That's all that matters.
Just one more turn
of the screw...
and he'll sell his property
for next to nothing.
What's on your mind?
Valentine's Day.
- It's just two weeks away.
- So?
We'll send him valentines...
from everyone in town.
- Oh.
- Lots of mail for you today, Mr. Grimsdyke.
Good morning.
Thank you very much.
Well, how very kind.
My dear, look.
It's not even Christmas, is it?
Not that it makes any difference
if it is or not.
Who could be writing to us?
Let's see here.
Oh! It's a valentine card.
But you're my only sweetheart.
Who can this be?
"Noisy are children,
loud is a bell...
pungent is perfume,
but you only smell."
Hmm?
"Noisy are children, loud is a bell...
pungent is perfume,
but you only smell."
Why, I don't think I like that.
Let's see what we have here.
"A tree is beautiful
if its owner prunes it...
"but our town isn't...
'cause your presence ruins it."
Oh.
[Opening Envelope]
"Some people live in the country.
"Some people live in the town.
"Why don't you do us a service?
Jump in the river and-"
[Dog Howling]
[Howling Continues]
What's Grimsdyke been
doing to that mongrel?
He hasn't stopped
whining for a week.
You know, come to think of it...
I haven't seen Grimsdyke for days.
Not since Valentine's Day.
He can't be far away
if the door's open.
This place is spotless.
I thought it'd be filthy.
[Creaking]
[Man] "But the merciful goodness
of the Lord endureth forever and ever...
- [Whining]
- "upon them that fear him...
"and his righteousness
upon his children's children.
"For as much as it hath pleased
Almighty God ofhis great mercy...
to take unto himself
the soul of our dear brother"-
Arthur Edward Grimsdyke.
"Here departed.
"We therefore commit
his body to the ground.
- "Earth to earth, ashes to ashes...
- [Dirt Falling On Coffin]
"dust to dust.
"In sure and certain hope
of the resurrection to eternal life...
through our Lord Jesus Christ"-
It was kind of you
to pay for the burial.
He was a neighbor.
What's that?
Valentine's cards.
The ones left over
from last year when-
- Must be a year ago.
- Today.
It's Valentine's Day.
February the 14th.
Ayear ago exactly.
[Sighs]
I'm going to bed.
See you in the morning.
Night.
Night.
[Screaming]
"You were mean...
"and cruel...
"right from the start.
"Now you really have...
no"-
[Screams]
It's true.
It's true.
I didn't-
don't like Grimsdyke.
What am I doing here?
[Monk]
You'll see.
[Door Opens, Closes]
Well, that's it, Ralph, I'm afraid.
It's all gone.
- Everything?
- More than everything. You have debts.
I did warn you, didn't I, not to use the money
that had been entrusted to you?
- The risks were far too great.
- The risks?
The gains could've been enormous.
[Sighs]
What do I do now?
Well, you have two choices.
First, bankruptcy.
And according to you,
that would be dishonorable, wouldn't it?
Oh, come on.
Let's face it.
You've done dishonorable things
in your life before, in your business life.
Hard, ruthless-
oh, perhaps even cruel.
Yes, to build up theJason empire,
sometimes I had to be.
- No one has to be.
- I did.
Oh, it's easy to talk, but I had to fight
my way up the hard way.
If people got hurt,
they got hurt.
But I always paid my debts.
No, I'm not going
into bankruptcy.
Well, if you intend to try
and pay off your debts...
you'll have to start selling things,
things of value-
properties, your paintings-
everything.
My house? All the beautiful things
I've acquired during the years?
It's the only way.
I won't do it.
I'm afraid you'll have to.
So, there's nothing else for it.
We have to sell.
Oh, I know it's a blow.
Our whole life's in them.
Everything we've collected all over the world.
I remember that one.
We got it in that strange
shop in Hong Kong...
when you were selling guns to-
Do you remember what the little man
in the shop said to us when he sold it to us?
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