The Shuttered Room Page #2

Ha ha ha ha.

Cobwebs.

Oh. Ha ha. Darling,

don't ever do that

to me again.

I'm glad

you're here.

Oh, I didn't mean

to disturb nothing.

I can come back later

if you folks are busy.

What is it?

I got a message

to hand on to the lady.

Mornin' again, ma'am.

Nice to see you again...

Uh, so soon.

You have a message

for me?

Yeah, from your Aunt Agatha.

She says

if you want to visit,

She'd be glad to see you.

Aunt Agatha?

She used to

take care of me

When I was

a little girl.

Fine. We'll drop by

this afternoon.

Oh, it's a pretty tough

place to locate.

If you want to come now,

I'll show you where it is.

All right.

You won't get

that machine up there.

You got to use

boot leather.

[whistling]

O.K., honey.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

What's keeping you?

Here. Come on.

Thank you.

[Ethan whistling]

[whistling

the wedding March]

[humming

the wedding March]

Come on.

Move it.

"John & Mary Whately."

My mother

and father.

Are you coming?

Oh, you got plenty of time

to visit them folks.

They ain't goin' nowheres.

Why wasn't I told?

Why did I

have to wait

Till I was

almost grown up

To find out

who I am?

[awk awk]

[woman laughin

Oh!

Tell your mistress

there are folks here

to see her.

What are you waiting for?

Ahem.

If I were you,

I wouldn't sit,

Not unless the old lady

says so first.

If you don't act

pleasing to her,

Your aunt's likely

to put a spell on you.

She's got enough stuff there

to cure most anything.

She put her mind to it,

She could make you blind

for a week.

Maybe you ought

to play it safe and get up.

Oh, I'm not so sure

I believe it,

But some folks do.

She's a-comin'.

I bet they cost

$2.00 a pair, them hose.

10, at least.

Yeah?

$5.00 each leg.

Isn't she great

at figures?

Ha ha ha.

Aunt Agatha.

Susannah Whately.

It's almost

too wonderful

to be true.

I prayed and prayed,

And my prayers

have been answered

Beyond

my wildest dreams.

You've grown

into a beauty, my child,

A beauty,

Just like your mother,

God rest her.

Aunt Agatha.

You remember me?

Yes...

Yes, I do.

You were standing

on the dock,

Waving goodbye to me,

And you were crying.

You remember.

And you were only

4 years old.

Who is this man?

My husband Mike Kelton.

Is she happy?

You make her happy?

I try.

See you do.

There's been

enough misery

In the Whately

family,

And this island

has seen it all.

That's why you

were sent away,

To be reared

elsewhere

To save you from it.

You mustn't

tempt fate

by tarrying here.

Begone now before

anything happens

to you. Ethan...

Take them across

in your boat.

Oh, they got a--

they got an automobile.

Well, sail across

and fetch Wilkes

and his car ferry.

Tell him these people

are returning

To the mainland

before nightfall.

Wait a minute.

It's nice of you

to help,

But we like it here.

We may stay a few days.

You can't stay

in that mill house.

Oh, what a pity.

It'd make

a great Summer house

With paint

and the services

Of a cobweb-disposal

firm.

No, you'll

start it up again.

With a Whately

living there,

No one will be safe

on this island.

You'll start it up

again for sure--

Evil.

Excuse me if I find that

difficult to understand.

There's a lot of things

city folks don't understand,

Mr. Kelton,

Even with their

scientific know-how.

There are things

they have no way

of knowing,

No way

of figuring out.

Like the Whately curse?

Yes,

Mr. Doubting Thomas,

The Whately curse.

You don't know

where it come from,

But it's there.

How does

a chicken know

When a fox is hiding

behind a bush,

ready to spring?

That chicken can't

see the fox,

Can't smell the fox,

But it knows

the fox is there.

Now, a chicken is

a stupid creature.

All it does is run

around in circles

and cluck.

You linger around

looking for proof,

And you'll end up

like the chicken,

With your neck

tore out.

Do I, um...

Detect a threat there

somewhere?

I'm not threatening you,

But I see you're beginning

to sense danger.

That's a good sign.

I'm glad you think

there's hope for me.

There's hope for you,

Mr. Kelton,

Because you're

not a Whately.

But there's no hope

for Susannahh

If she spends even one night

in that house.

Well, thanks

for the chat.

I found it

quite informative.

Maybe we'd better

be on our way, Susannahh.

It's not exactly

a good road.

Did you ever hear

what happened

to your wife's parents?

Struck by lightning,

both killed instantly.

Their faces

were horribly burned.

Do you have to tell us

things like that?

Her ma and pa

died violently.

So did her aunt and uncle.

How many more

Whately deaths

Do you need

before you leave?

I sent her away

to protect her.

Why'd you

bring her back?

Can I ask you

a question?

Yes.

Does, um...

Does this fella bite?

Of course

he does.

That's how

he stays alive.

No power

on earth

Could tame

a creature

like that.

He remains

as God made him,

No matter how much

we try to civilize him.

That's why I love him.

Ohh.

Hey.

The road's up there.

[Ethan laughing]

Histng]

[awk]

[awk]

Are they staying

in my mill

or ain't they?

Seems like they are.

Why'd you say

it was mine

When you knew about her

all the time?

What'st matter?

You'd never have

the nerve to set

foot in that house.

Would you spend

one afternoon

there alone?

No.

No. I'd burn t mill

and use the land, but...

I wouldn'ttay

in that use.

No, sir.

Oh, no, sir.

If I'd known about

the family curse,

I'd have had

you fumigated before

the ceremony.

"spend one night

in that house

And the Whately

curse will get you."

brrrr...

I feel a bit silly

being so afraid before.

She's a great

old girl.

I like her.

She should be saying

all those things in

any other century.

The moment I saw her

I remembered her.

She was around

all the time

when I was little.

I hope she came

the short way.

Maybe she rode up

on her eagle.

Or her broomstick.

Hey, what kind

of room is that?

Oh, the wagons

used to pull up here.

That chain would

pick up the sacks.

Let's see

what's there.

No.

We haven't seen

the house yet.

What are you doing?

There's no hotel

on the island.

We'll have to spend

the night here.

Of course.

Shall we take

another crack at it?

Let's go.

Shall we?

After you.

That's where

my parents slept.

I just know it.

And through there...

Was my bedroom.

How strange.

I didn't expect

to remember anything.

I do.

My doll.

My cot.

I don't think

anybody's been in here

since they sent me away.

Nothing's been touched.

The doll's house.

I used to

be afraid

That someone...

Or something

Was hiding in it,

watching me.

Some nights

I couldn't sleep...

Because I was sure

that there were

people in there...

Staring out at me

through the windows.

No.

I can't remember

anything anymore.

Just a feeling...

A feeling that

when I was a child,

There was something

in this room

that was hostile,

Angry towards me.

A power terribly,

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