The Old Dark House

THE Old Dark House

Damn!

Why did you stop?

Stop for a break.

Philip, can not stop here. God, continues or reverses.

You do not expect overnight like a rat in a sewer.

For best stop we drive through the gorge under these conditions, right?

Well, losing your temper is not going to help.

I've never been so calm in my life.

I love driving one hundred miles in the dark with little light.

I love to feel the icy water dripping on my neck.

It is one of the happiest moments of my life.

Want me to drive for a while?

Yes, it is exactly what I was expecting.

Oh, I will not be quiet until we come to Shrewsbury.

That if we Shrewsbury.

Any idea where we are? I have not the faintest idea.

That relieves me.

All right, Penderel?

All right. Where are we?

We do not know. We got lost. We are somewhere in the Welsh mountains ...

Are ... half past nine, and I'm sorry. Do not say that

Ten to one that did not get to Shrewsbury tonight.

You never know.

& Quot; Oh, Mister Waverton, what will become of me? & Quot;

& Quot; wanted to go to Shrewsbury but I was brought here. & Quot;

In reality, given the choice ...

I'm ... not sure he wanted to go to Shrewsbury.

Moreover, I do not really want to go anywhere.

Here something interesting could happen, nothing ever happens in Shrewsbury.

Of course we could pass something.

I could tell you something we might happen.

I would not want to scare Miss. Waverton Go ahead, Mr. Penderel ...

I do not scare me ... -Ud easily. no? Well, I have.

Well, just wanted to say ...

... We'll have a little care ...

Do not stop!

How do you want to avoid to stop? Think you're going by boat?

& Quot; Trapped in the night! Trapped in the night! Caught ...

-Sr. Penderel, please! Excuse me.

Do you think we will get? I do not know.

Bon Voyage.

God, for a moment! Look at the map.

From what I can see, we are not in the map.

Look, Philip, you can not see anything. It's all a stupid puddle.

This place seems staged to perfection. Everything is flooded.

You keep driving. Arrive somewhere some time.

I guess that's all we can do.

& Quot; Singing in the bathtub, singing in the rain & quot; ...

Look, Phil! Lights! Lights! Let us go there.

It would be more reasonable to move forward. Well I vote for staying here.

Thus far we have come. Probably has come off the top of the hill.

& Quot; Anybody there ?, the traveler said. & Quot;

Called again, louder.

I would have thought that was enough to wake the dead.

What a idea. Which one?

Would not that be awesome? Imagine that the inhabitants were dead ...

Rigid ... under the penumbra of the lamps.

It sure would be very exciting.

What would be more a drink.

If we have to be soaked, pregnant better inside than outside.

'Listen. -El What?

I thought I heard something.

Good night. We have come to ask for shelter. We got lost.

We are completely cut off.

Do you understand? We can not continue or return.

The road was closed in both directions. Landslides.

Neither sounds like Welsh.

My name is Femm. Horace Femm.

How are you? Sorry to break into your home in this way.

My name Waverton. I present to my wife.

How are you?

Penderel!

-lovely Sure. How are you?

Why do not you sit down?

Thank you.

My sister was arranging these flowers.

I do not know if your servant has explained our situation.

He did the best he could, but I'm afraid I could not understand.

Morgan is dumb.

Oh, sorry. I had not noticed.

We saw the lights in your house and wonder if they would be kind enough to stay tonight.

As you see it is impossible to continue. I understand. Embarrassing. Very embarrassing.

What is it? What do they want?

Let me introduce you to my sister, Rebecca Femm.

How are you?

Why are you here?

What do they want?

How are you?

What do they say? What do they want?

Why are you here? What will this fuss? What the ...?

Excuse my sister. It's a little deaf. Well, sometimes quite deaf.

They want to know if they can stay the night. Shelter. Les has caught the storm.

Of course it can not be! They can not be here!

Forward ...

There has been an evolution. It seems that mid-mountain has collapsed.

This has forced us to stop.

The road is blocked behind us and maybe it will be later.

We do not want to intrude, but what else can we do?

There is nowhere else to go. The road is flooded,

and for this reason this place can be flooded or buried.

What happens?

Did you hear what he said?

There are landslides and floods. The lake has overflowed.

We are trapped. We are trapped. We must go. Do you hear? We have to go.

Afraid, Horace. You're scared, right?

Do not believe in God and now you are afraid to die.

You've seen his anger in the sky and you've heard in the night. And now you're afraid.

Fear. Fear. Where are your jokes now? Now you can be afraid. Your time will come.

But not now. This home is safe. I know better than you. Morgan!

Do you remember the years of the great storms when we were cut off?

There were landslides and floods. And no roads disappeared?

Morgan remembers. She says this house is safe. Because it is built on rock.

They will have to stay. Adversity is His, not ours.

No beds! They can not have beds!

As my sister insinuates, I am afraid there are no beds.

Enough. If we can sit by the fire will suffice.

Course. I'm not sure I want to sleep tonight.

Morgan will keep the fire alive.

Is there somewhere you can protect the car from the rain?

There are stables behind the house. Morgan chaperone.

Thank you very much.

I'm going to go out and bring the suitcases. Well.

No beds! They can not have beds!

-Vaya Storm! -Of Good we got rid.

Hope you're right, this house gives me the creeps, not to mention its inhabitants.

It's still better than driving by invisible roads.

At least there is a roof and a bonfire.

And now, Mr. Penderel, will accompany me with a drink?

Mr. Femm obviously I'll join you.

Is gin alone, you know? Only gin. I like gin.

Miss. Waverton?

Thank you very much.

Mr. Penderel, drink to something that does not appreciate you. Still so young.

I drink to the illusion!

Illusion? Oh! I'm at the best age to drink to that, Mr. Femm.

I guess you are one of those gentlemen, shall we say, hardened by war?

Right, Mr. Femm. War generation, dirty, bitter, forgotten,

and this, Mr. Femm, is an excellent gin.

A horrible night. Looks set to worsen.

Yes, it is fascinating and bad. But certainly not in any danger here.

His sister left him quite clear.

But assuming that we stay in solitary confinement, locked up here ...

Well, it would be a hassle for you. Having stayed.

But it's terrible. How can you be so calm? Seems not to understand.

We may be incommunicado. Enclosed in this house!

I'm afraid I'm a little nervous. I am a very nervous man.

But the fact is that Morgan is an animal. Sometimes he drinks too much.

A night like this could induce him to drink,

and once you're drunk, it's really dangerous.

I do not want to alarm you, Miss. Waverton, but do not know what we should do.

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