The Haunted Mansion Page #6

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- Aah!|- Aah!

Let them go!

You're gonna let my kids out|of here, take me to my wife,

and let us out of here|right now!

You want out, fine.

Let me show you out.

Now, for the last time,|good night, Mr. Evers.

Aah!

Ugh!

Oh!

This house has waited so long

to have its shroud|of darkness lifted.

And tonight, for the first time|in, oh, so many years,

I believe it may be possible

that the story will finally end|differently.

Sara?

Do you believe that love|is about second chances?

About forgiveness?

Yes, I do.

Don't you remember?

Remember?

Mr. Gracey, are you all right?

Don't you recognize me at all?

Mr. Gracey.

I thought certainly bringing you|back to Gracey Manor

would help you remember.

Remember what?|Mr. Gracey, you're scaring me.

Where it happened.

Where we spent|our last moments together.

Where we danced together|for the last time before you...

Before you killed yourself!

But now you've returned to me.

And at long last,|we can be together.

Why do you not remember?

You were my world, my life!

And I have loved you in death|as I did in life!

Let me go!

Why do you not remember?

You are her.|You are Elizabeth.

You must be!

Can you not sense it?|Search your heart.

I am your one true love.

And now we can finally|be together.

Don't you understand?

Elizabeth,|you must listen to me.

I'm not Elizabeth!

Please!|I implore you.

Leave me alone!|Get away from me!

She doesn't remember.

It can't be her.

It is her, sir.

The gypsy woman|prophesied her return.

And now the time has come.

You had best get ready.

But she doesn't remember.

In time she will, sir.

I assure you she will.

Open up!|Hey!

Let me in!

Aah!

Oh, Ramsley,|you have to help me.

There's something|horribly wrong. Mr. Gracey...

Yes. I know, my dear.|I know.

He's expecting you.

He's always been expecting you.

And you haven't put on|your dress yet.

We can't keep|the master waiting.

Waiting?|For what?

Why, your wedding, of course.

My...

I'm not Elizabeth!

Of course you are, my dear.

You may not see it yet.

But in time you will.

You don't actually think I'm|going through with this madness?

Oh, yes.|I very much do.

You see...

we wouldn't want anything|to happen to the children.

Now, would we?

Michael!|Megan!

You wouldn't.

Of course not, my dear.

But that is entirely up to you.

If not, I really do fear|for the children.

Have her ready.

And this time, any further acts|of insubordination

will be dealt with|in the harshest possible manner.

But, sir?

There are worse things|than purgatory, madam.

I can assure you.

Have her ready.

Tears of joy.

What are you doing?

Hey, you leave me alone.

Just get out of here|and leave me alone.

Oh, I see.

You're just gonna sit there,|feeling sorry for yourself.

You tell me why not.

This whole thing was my fault.

We should've never been here|in the first place.

Supposed to be at the lake.

We'd be sitting by a warm fire|right now.

And I made us come here.

And now it's too late.

No.|It's never too late.

Hey, look, I tried to get in|there, and I can't, all right?

I tried!|I failed!

You try.|You fail.

But the only true failure|is when you stop trying.

What do you want me to do?|Huh?

Try again.

Hold on!

With what?

- Aah!|- Aah!

Elizabeth?

Yes, my love.

I'll be right back.

Okay.|I'll wait here.

Dearly beloved,

we are gathered together here|in the sight of God

to join this man and this woman|in the bonds of holy matrimony.

Dad!|Help us!

Michael!|Megan!

Wilt thou, Edward Gracey,

have this woman to be|thy wedded wife,

to live together|after God's ordinance

in the holiest state|of matrimony?

I will.

And do you, Elizabeth Henshaw,

take this man to be|your lawful husband,

to love and cherish in death|as you did in life?

I do.

Whoa!

Aah!

From this day forward, you|shall be joined together as one

for all eternity|until the very end of time.

What God has joined together|let no man cast asunder.

- Dad!|- Dad!

If anyone has any objections...

Yeah, I got a few objections!

The next time I say|we're going to the lake,

- we're going to the lake.|- Let's go.

Get away from her.

I lost her once.

I don't intend|to let it happen again.

This is not Elizabeth.|Ramsley, you tell him the truth.

I don't know|what you're talking about.

Now you got amnesia, huh?

Elizabeth didn't kill herself.|He did it.

He's been lying to you|all along.

I'm warning you, sir.

Step away.

Don't think 'cause|you pull out your sword

I'm gonna let you marry my wife.

My patience is wearing thin.

Elizabeth, please, come along.

I'm not Elizabeth.

You must be.

Her name is Sara.|She's from New Jersey.

Ramsley wants you to think|she's Elizabeth

so this curse would be lifted.

That is absurd.

Forgive me.

If you're gonna kill me,|kill me.

But on the other side,

I'm gonna be whipping your ass|for all eternity.

So maybe you should read this|before you stab somebody.

- What is it?|- It's Elizabeth's letter.

Her real letter.|The one she wrote.

The one he stole.|You never saw it.

What's the meaning of this?

Must we continue to listen|to the ramblings of a lunatic?

But it is written in her hand.

Yeah, it's written in her hand.|Explain that, Ramsley.

Well?

Your union was unacceptable.

I tried to warn you,|but you wouldn't listen.

So you killed her.

I told you it would be a mistake|to run away with that girl.

But I loved her!|Was love my mistake?

Yes!

I tried to protect you.

All these years|I've sacrificed for you.

But what would you understand|of sacrifice, duty, or honor?

You loved her.

Well, damn you.

Damn you all to hell!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Jim!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

- Mom!|- Mom!

Mom, what's wrong?

Are you all right?

- Mom.|- Hey!

Hey, Sara.|Sara, what's the matter?

Sara, what's wrong?

Hey, what's the matter?|What's wrong?

It's the poison!

Oh, no.

No.|Hey, Sara.

Come on. Please.|Don't do this!

Sara, don't do this.|Please.

Jim...

Sara! Hey!

Sara.|Sara, come on. Please.

Sara.

Sara, I love you.

Sara, please.|I love you so much.

Hey, get away from us!|Leave us alone!

No, Dad.

It won't hurt us.

Elizabeth, is that you?

Yes, my love.

The ghost ball was Elizabeth.

The truth had to be known|for me to be released.

He saved me.

It was nothing.

Oh, Elizabeth.

Yes, my darling?

I have waited so long|for this moment.

And now only heaven awaits.

He's not really kissing|your mom.

Hey.

That's my wife.

Sara?

Jim?

I thought I lost you.

Oh.

I thought I lost you, too.

I'm back, Sara.

I'm back.

Can you ever forgive me?

Oh, what's to forgive?|You loved her.

Here.|Take this.

What is it?

The deed to the house.|It's yours.

Do with it what you will.

Sell it, keep it.

Do whatever makes you|and your family happy.

And thank you.

Thank you all so much.

Wait! Wait for us!

Hold on!

What's all this?

Well, I don't know|what we'll need.

What are you talking about?|We're going to heaven.

You can't take it with you.

The hell I can't.

- Oh.|- Goodbye.

- Bye-bye.|- Thank you all so much.

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