The Vault of Horror

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Subbasement?

- I pushed ground.

- So did I.

Well, why didn't it open?

Looks like some sort of a club.

Never knew there was one

in the building.

This elevator

has no push buttons.

And there's no way out.

Someone's bound to come down here soon.

Why not make the best of it?

- Good idea. Let's do that.

- Why not?

Might as well, I suppose.

- Thank you.

- Strange situation.

Almost like a dream.

Dreams are much

more frightening than this.

At least mine are.

Really? In what way?

Strange. Mysterious.

Unworldly.

Almost unbelievable.

Oh?

But so real.

One feels sometimes

that it's actually happening.

Why don't you tell us about it?

All right, I will.

Well?

You found her.

Where?

Where?

That's where she lives.

I didn't like the town at all.

Something strange about it.

And nobody knew I hired you?

Nobody saw you come here?

I'm good at my job.

Everything confidential.

Thanks.

Any time.

Thank you.

You're a stranger in town,

aren't you?

Yes.

It's getting dark.

You'd better

get inside somewhere.

I'd like a menu, please.

I'm sorry, sir

but we're closing.

But it's dinnertime. You can't

close before 7:
00 at night.

It's getting dark.

We always close before dark.

They come out in the dark.

Who?

- Who's there?

- It's your brother.

Harold.

Come in. Quickly!

So you've found me at last.

Took me a long time.

What do you want?

I've come to see you.

After all, you are my sister.

Why have you buried yourself

in a place like this?

Why is everyone

so afraid of the dark here?

- Because of them.

- "Them"?

There have been 17 cases so far.

Bodies found with every drop

of blood drained out of them.

Now, tell me why you wanted

to find me so badly.

Father died four weeks ago.

I've been looking for you

ever since.

You're his heir, you know.

You always were his favorite.

He left you everything.

For as long as you live.

No! No!

Good evening.

The Table d'hte

is rather nice, sir...

Juice, soup,

roast, sweet, coffee.

Sounds fine.

Ah. Tomato juice.

Ah, yes, it, um, tastes

rather... strange.

It is our usual, sir.

Oh.

And now, how would you

like your roast clots?

Well done? Medium? Rare?

Roast what?

Clots. Blood clots.

No! No!

No! No!

Much better

than the frozen stuff.

Quite a nice bouquet.

- A good year!

- Very fresh.

I'll have a glass too, please.

A recurrent dream.

More. Oh, much more.

It's hard to explain.

It's with me all the time.

Do you have a sister?

No.

No. It's just a dream.

We all have something like it.

And you... What's your dream?

Why not his first?

My what?

Dream. Vision.

Phobia. Obsession. Fear.

Whatever you want to call it.

My dream is a very peculiar one.

Very peculiar indeed.

But so real.

So real.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Well, Wilson, as they say,

congratulations are in order.

I'm going to get married.

At your age?

I've spent a lot of time amassing a

fortune, acquiring a lovely house,

filling it

full of beautiful things.

Now I need somebody to look after them.

And me, of course.

- Who's the lucky girl?

- Oh, nobody you would know.

The daughter of a chum of

mine... sir George Melsh.

Little Eleanor?

Well, she's not little now.

She's grown up.

- Very charming, really.

- But why on earth should she marry you?

Well, I think of myself

as somewhat of a catch, really.

Very easy to get on with,

actually.

Eleanor.

Eleanor!

You've moved the furniture.

Yes, I thought it would

look better if I...

But you've moved the furniture!

- I go for a magazine and it isn't there.

- You must admit it looks nicer.

But you've moved the furniture!

I'll never be able to find anything!

If it bothers you that much...

Well, of course...

Of course it bothers me. There's a place for

everything, and everything in its place.

That's how businesses run,

that's how societies run,

and that is how

a home should be run.

Yes, Arthur.

Morning, my dear. Sleep well?

What's this?

They're mine.

Yours?

What are they doing

in my drawer?

I moved your things

to your side of the bed.

But my underpants have always been in the

second drawer, on the left, buttons on top.

How can one live in chaos?

Come with me.

I want to show you something.

Come on.

No, no, this way. This way.

Now, Eleanor,

this is my workshop.

I love making things.

It relaxes me.

But I couldn't make anything...

unless I kept all my things

neatly filed away.

Nails... size, length. Screws...

size, kind, thread, diameter.

I know where everything is. I just have

to put out my hand, and I find it.

And that, Eleanor,

is the value of neatness.

Yes, Arthur.

Why did you marry him, Eleanor?

Father had no money.

I had no ability, no profession.

What else was I to do?

Besides,

he's quite nice, really.

- Except...

- Except for what?

Well, there's nothing I seem

to be able to do for him...

except keep his house tidy.

Oh, darling, darling. Don't go into

the kitchen. Come and sit over here.

I'll do the cooking tonight.

It's high time I illustrated to

you what a splendid cook I am.

Now, just sit down there, make

yourself perfectly comfortable.

I did a lot of cooking

when I lived alone.

Developed into

quite a chef, actually.

Oh. Spaghetti Pomodoro?

Tomatoes. Al dente, of course.

Tomatoes.

No tomatoes.

Ah. Puree. Tomato puree.

Tomato puree...

No tomato puree.

"Spaghetti sauce".

All right...

Eleanor.

Eleanor!

No tomatoes. No tomato puree.

No spaghetti sauce.

- Nothing!

- I must have forgotten.

But there's no excuse to forget!

Come over here!

Come on.

My dear,

inside the doors of these cupboards is a

list of all the items in the cupboard.

Against each item

are three marks.

Every time you use one of the

items, you erase one of the marks.

This is the eraser right here, so

you can never have an empty space.

But... two marks, tomato puree.

No tomato puree.

Three marks, spaghetti sauce!

No spaghetti sauce!

You haven't even bothered!

Eleanor?

Eleanor?

Eleanor?

Good morning, darling.

- Did you do all this?

- Last night.

How splendid.

How absolutely splendid!

All correct!

Darling.

What a smashing breakfast.

Absolutely marvellous.

I could do with this.

I've a very hard day

ahead of me.

True, I'll be

back at 6:
00 as usual.

He'll be back at 6:00.

Eleanor!

I wanted to hang a picture.

I came down for the nail.

You've messed up my whole house.

Can't you do anything neatly?

Can't you?

Can't you do anything neatly? Can't

you do anything neatly? Can't you?

Can't you do anything neatly?

Can't you do anything neatly?

There, Arthur.

You said I couldn't be neat.

But I was.

I tidied up everything

after I finished.

All neat and tidy.

Everything in its place

and a place for everything.

And are you neat and tidy?

Not more than anybody else.

- And yet...

- Yet what?

It's all so real.

I know the feeling.

I've had it often with...

What?

I'll tell you.

I have before me

a magic basket...

...blessed by the gods

of the temple.

I open it.

Akbar!

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