Disciple of Death (1972) - full transcript
A henchman of Satan poses as a priest in order to get closer to young virgins he needs for human sacrifice.
(wind whirring)
(gentle instrumental music)
(thunder cracking)
(dramatic organ music)
- Julia, Julia, where
are you going, my dear?
Julia, I said where are you going?
- Nowhere in particular, mother.
I just thought I'd go for a walk.
Don't fuss so.
- [Mother] Well, I only
mentioned it, dear,
because you know how
strongly your father feels
about your seeing that farm boy.
- He is not a farm boy.
He owns his land.
- [Mother] That potato
patch is not a farm.
- Just going over to the Old Hall.
- I don't need three guesses to know why.
(lively instrumental music)
- Ralph?
I'm here, Ralph.
(bird squawking)
(gasps)
Why can't we always be together like this?
- We will, we will.
- No, it's impossible.
My father would never
agree to our marriage.
- Well, wait till you hear my news.
You know old farmer Naskavil
who died a month ago?
- Yes.
- Well, I've seen Lawyer
Crabtree in the town,
and I've arranged to buy all the land
that runs down along a mine.
- Well, that is good news,
but my father will--
- Oh, that's only a beginning.
If I work hard and save all
my money to buy more land,
I could go to your father
in say, five years.
- Five years?
But I want to marry you now.
- Well, maybe we can't
have a church wedding
with benefit of clergy and
your father's blessing,
but we know we belong to each other.
- Let's run away together.
- Oh, no, I couldn't leave my land.
Besides, it wouldn't be right.
Come, my little tulip, cheer up.
I'll tell you what we could do.
We could mark our betrothal
by the mixing of our blood.
- Yes, like the gypsies do.
- Are you ready?
- Yes.
- [Ralph] This might hurt.
(ghostly voice whispering)
- [Julia] Now I'm yours forever.
- [Ghostly Voice] No, mine.
- What's the matter?
- That, that voice.
- I didn't hear nothing.
- You must have done.
- No, no.
(eerie organ music)
You're shivering.
Are you cold?
- No.
No, but it's late.
I must go.
- Julia, Julia!
When shall we meet again?
- Pretty lady, buy some lucky
hyssop from an old gypsy lady.
- No, no thank you.
- I'll bring you luck.
- I've got all the luck I need,
but can you tell my fortune for me?
- [Gypsy] If you wish.
No, no, I am not in a reading mood today.
- [Julia] Why, why?
- [Ghostly Voice] Julia.
Julia.
(eerie music)
Julia.
(door rattling)
Julia.
(candles rattling)
(screaming)
- Julia, what is it?
- What in Heaven's name?
- A man at the window, there.
- Couldn't be.
It was a dream.
- Not a sign of anyone.
- But, but I'm sure.
- You must have had a nightmare.
- We are here, darling.
You're quite safe.
Go back to sleep.
It was a nightmare.
- But I'm sure.
I'm sure.
(dramatic organ music)
(bell tolling)
(gentle instrumental music)
- You're in a hurry to get to church.
- We mustn't be late.
- Good morning, Stathis.
- Morning.
- Morning.
- Morning, Squire.
Morning, ma'am.
- Morning, Ruth.
- I was wondering if it would suit
if I could bring that goose
you wanted for tomorrow.
I'm sure the one I'd pick be fat enough
to grace the finest table in the land.
- Thank you, my dear.
I'm quite sure the goose
will be satisfactory.
- If it's anything like the last one,
I shall have no cause for complaint.
- What is it?
- I must talk to you.
- But I can't now, they're waiting for me.
- Meet me at three
o'clock at the Old Hall.
- Oh, must it be there?
- Julia.
- Yes, yes, the usual place.
- Come, Julia, this is
most unseemly behavior.
(dramatic instrumental music)
(bird squawking)
- I'm sorry if I've startled you.
- Forgive me, I was
expecting someone else.
- Then I trust that I don't come
as too great a disappointment.
- Oh, no, no, it's just
that not many people come
through this garden.
- Indeed.
Well, I fancy that that
may change from now on.
- Pray, why should that be, sir?
- Because now that I've
come home again at last
to claim my inheritance,
I shall be living here.
- You mean that you're
the owner of the Old Hall?
- I am the last heir to this estate.
- Oh, well then you must
forgive me for trespassing
on your property.
- Please treat it as your own,
though you must live close by
and I'm sure that such
a beautiful young lady
can command a garden
better kept than this.
- Oh, I live at the manor
house with my parents.
- [Stranger] And I wager
that they don't know
that you have an assignation
here, am I right?
- Will you keep my secret for me?
- I shall be as silent as a tomb.
- Julia?
- Ah, this must be
the fortunate young man.
- Ralph, this gentlemen is
the owner of the Old Hall.
- Pleased to meet you, sir, I am sure.
I'm afraid we've been making
free with your property.
- Yes, I know, but you're
both most welcome here
whenever you care to come.
- Why, that be very civil of you, sir.
- Well, I have much to do,
so I'll bid you goodbye.
Until we meet again.
- Why did you want to see me so urgently?
- Because I have to go into town tomorrow
to see Lawyer Crabtree about the land.
- Is that all?
- Why, surely it is enough.
- Well, hardly enough to
justify the trouble I had
to get here today.
- But it is enough to justify the pleasure
of my being with you a moment more.
- Oh, Ralph, of course it is.
Walk with me home.
- [Gypsy] So, it's you.
Now it's all plain to me.
Time and time again I've seen
death in young maids' hands.
I knew you'd be back one day.
50 year ago, you destroyed
my only daughter.
- Get away, you old hag.
- I cursed you then and I curse you now.
(gentle instrumental music)
(groaning)
- Mathew, quick, there's a gentleman.
The master and mistress are at home, sir.
A gentleman to see the master.
- Well, what is it, girl?
- A gentleman.
The gentleman.
- Show me, then.
- Talk of the devil.
- This way, sir.
Gentleman, sir.
- How do you do, sir?
- Summon your mistress, girl.
A real pleasure.
- Oh, the pleasure, sir, is mine.
Parson, a double pleasure.
The quality of the
village at one fell swoop.
- So, the Old Hall will
once more have a tenant.
- Your first visit, I wonder at that, sir.
- Ooh, I am a great traveler.
- Yes, you have the look of
a man who has traveled far.
- Far indeed.
- And brought back some
merry tales, I don't doubt.
(knocking on door)
My good wife, my daughter, Julia.
My dears, this gentlemen
is to be our new neighbor.
- Your servant, sir.
- How happy I should be if I were indeed
to have so charming a servant.
Madame, I well remember the beauties
of our native countryside,
but in your daughter,
nature has surpassed herself.
- Why, sir, you'll be
turning the girl's head.
- May I ask to what we owe
the pleasure of this visit?
- Oh, simply to ensure that my neighbors
shall also be my friends
and to reassure them
that my unexpected return
will make no difference
to their way of life.
- You, sir, must be a man of great wealth
if by that you mean you do not intend
to claim the monies due to
you as Lord of the manor.
- The Lord I serve supplies
my every material need.
- Well, sir, I must say that's
uncommon generous of you.
Times haven't been too easy.
- Well, what's his business here, then?
- How should I know?
- Oh, I know that look in your eye, girl.
You've been listening at the keyhole.
- Well, and what if I have?
Oh, Mathew, he's such a grand gentlemen.
I reckon his pockets are lined with gold
and you should hear the
compliment he's paying Miss Julia.
- Won't you take a glass of sherry wine?
- Well, thank you, but no,
I must be back at the Old
Hall before nightfall,
and I have much to do first.
- Then at least, sir,
allow me to bid you welcome
on behalf of the whole village.
- And no doubt I shall see
you in church on Sunday.
- Ladies, I am at your lightest command.
- A fine fellow and a fine
catch for some young lady.
- I hope we shall have the pleasure
of seeing you again soon, sir.
It is not often that we get
company, except for Parson
and he's not quite the
answer to a maiden's prayer.
- Take care, my girl.
You're playing with fire.
- Well, he may be a fine gentlemen,
but you'd set your cap at
a one-legged beggar man
crawling with lice.
- If you were crawling with lice,
I'd still fancy you, boy.
You spoil me for one-legged
beggar men, Mathew.
Mathew, what be you doing?
- I can't tell you.
- Then show me...
If you're man enough.
(bell tolling)
(groaning)
(sighing)
(bird squawking)
(groaning)
(sighing)
(giggling)
(screaming)
- Whoa.
Mathew, Mathew!
Help!
Help, everybody!
Wake up, Squire!
Squire, wake up!
Wake up, Squire!
- What the devil's this?
Where is Mathew?
The hour's past for visiting.
- What is it?
- Damn the boy.
Where is he?
There's enough noise
here to wake the dead.
- He'll not wake, Squire.
- Oh, heavens.
- Merciful heavens.
- [Julia] We've been so worried.
Betty, she's not here.
- [Ralph] Betty?
- Parson, Parson.
- It's begun.
- The most terrible news.
It's Mathew.
- What's happened to him?
- Dead, brought home stabbed
these few minutes since.
I came here at once.
And Betty, Betty's lost.
- Lost then forever.
- What's that you say, Parson?
- Terrible things are shaping in my mind.
- But?
- No, no,
don't press me, Squire.
We just must be all on our guard.
- I don't understand.
- I shall deliver a
sermon after the funeral.
The whole village will be gathered.
(bell tolling)
(crying)
(somber instrumental music)
My children...
Evil is abroad.
The gypsy is dead.
Our poor friend Mathew whom
we have come to mourn is dead.
His former sweetheart
that promised comfort
for his old age has vanished
and mark my words, will
never be seen again.
Evil is abroad, my children.
Who has unleashed this evil among us?
Think, my children, think!
The harmless life of
the village has gone on
for years and years.
What then is the change?
What in the new events?
There is a newcomer...
A stranger in our midst.
(Parson choking)
(dramatic organ music)
- It was though a hand
were put about his throat,
choking Parson into silence.
- He was trying to tell us something.
He did know to go around
scaring folks, though.
- I reckon he was more scared
than he was letting on.
If you ask me, it is devil's work.
- That's a wise thought.
- Maybe, but do you believe them
when they say that young
Betty murdered her Mathew
and ran off like they say?
- It were nothing to me if they ran up
to the red end of Hell.
- Don't be talking like that.
I know what's a matter with thee.
- Sometimes it seems
you know more about me
than I does myself.
- Well, my dear, we bain't
be twins for nothing.
It would take even more than
Death himself to part us.
- This is my Julia, Ruth.
Things bain't be right between us.
- Squire's been drinking it in.
Drinking to a happy future.
- For Julia.
- And when Squire was drinking, he let on
that Julia would make a
fine lady at the Old Hall.
Oh, Ralph.
- I'm going away on business,
another whole day.
I must see Julia, talk to her.
I'll go over to Squire's house.
Why should I be frightened of him?
I can't go away without seeing her again.
- Good day, Parson.
- I did knock.
I didn't know anyone was--
- And does that
give you license to invade my property?
- No, no, of course it doesn't.
- Perhaps you have
permission from one above.
Do you feel protected
by your calling, Parson?
Were you dispensed from
the normal restrictions
that apply to ordinary people?
- That poor girl has disappeared.
- [Stranger] But you don't
expect to see her again
or so you told your congregation.
- Not necessarily.
I still have to look for her, though.
- Well, is she here?
- No, no, she's not.
At least not to mortal eye.
- Then I take it that your
business here is finished.
- No, sir, in fact it's my
belief it's scarce begun.
- Hello Parson.
- Whoa, Jezebel, whoa.
Where are you going, child?
- To Mathew's mother's.
- Whatever you do, girl,
don't go through the grounds
of the Old Hall.
- But why, I always go that way.
The new owner said that I might.
- Don't argue with me, girl.
Do as you're told.
Come on, I've got to see the Bishop.
Come on, Jez, come on.
- My dear young lady,
what a pleasure to see you again so soon.
- I didn't expect to see you here,
but I'm afraid this isn't a formal visit.
In fact, I was just taking a
shortcut across the grounds.
- As I told you before,
they are yours to do with as you please.
- You are too kind.
- Nothing would please me more
than you should think
of my house as your own
and of my humble self
as your devoted servant.
- Oh, sir, what have you
done to upset the Parson?
- Well, nothing, so far as I know.
Why?
- Oh, he seemed positively distraught.
Off to see the Bishop about something.
- I wonder what.
- He even warned me
against coming here today.
- Did he?
How very ill advised of him.
- I beg your pardon?
- Oh, I'm sorry, my dear.
I was just thinking aloud.
But what can he have meant?
Surely you're not afraid of me.
- Of course not, I--
- Yes?
- Nothing.
- Ah.
Then may I venture to hope
that you'll disregard the
Parson's stupid remarks
and that you will come to visit me again?
- Of course, but I really
must be on my way now.
- Ah, then let me escort you to the gate.
Remember, my dear, you will
always be welcome here.
- [Julia] Thank you, sir.
- Promise me that I may
live or at least exist
in hope of seeing you again.
- Oh yes.
- Then, au revoir.
You will come back?
- I promise.
- Julia, Julia!
Your mother said you'd be
at Mathew's mother's house.
I've been waiting for you there.
- I didn't hurry.
I hadn't arranged to meet anyone.
- I had to see you.
I've got to go away again on business.
Where have you been?
- You have no right to cross question me.
If I went anywhere else, it's
nobody's business but my own.
- Well, aren't you gonna
ask me why I'm going away?
I'm only buying the property
so as your father will accept me.
I'll be signing papers.
The land'll be mine.
I'll be a man of property,
worthy of a Squire's daughter.
- Yes, Ralph, I daresay you will.
- [Ralph] Julia.
- Good evening, Parson.
When I heard your pony's hooves,
I thought it was Ralph coming home.
- You mean to say he's not at home?
- He's been in town on business.
- Stay near the house.
Whatever you do, don't
go near the Old Hall.
Are you sure he's on his way home?
- Oh, he won't be long.
It's not like him to miss his supper.
- Yes, well, I can't stay.
Take heed, God be with you.
Come on, come on, come on.
(screaming)
(dramatic organ music)
- Prepare her.
- Ruth, Ruth, I'm home!
Ruth?
Come on, come on!
(eerie organ music)
- Betty, help me.
- She cannot hear you.
- Spare me!
- That may not be.
My task on Earth is to
supply my master Satan
with an endless line of virgin sacrifices
unless I find a maiden
willing to accept her death
and spend eternity with
me in my dark palace
in the depths of Hell.
Will you accept and share my destiny?
- No, no!
- Then die and be my slave.
(Ruth screaming)
(gentle organ music)
(knocking on door)
- What's the meaning of this, young man?
If it's Julia you're
wanting, you can't see her.
- It's not your Julia, Squire.
It's my sister, Ruth.
I was away for the day on business.
I came home and found the place ransacked.
Squire, she's gone, vanished.
- What's that, boy?
Ruth gone too.
- We must find her, Squire.
- Indeed, indeed, but there's
nothing we can do tonight,
so you better go home, boy.
And if you haven't news of her by morning,
we'll raise the whole
parish, that I promise you.
- Oh lord and master, though
my task is not complete,
and I still seek the willing sacrifice,
accept as homage this new slave.
(dramatic organ music)
(eerie organ music)
- Ruth.
Ruth?
Ruth?
Ruth?
Ruth, where have you gone?
Ruth?
Ruth.
What have you done with my sister?
- Your sister?
- Ruth.
Her ghost...
Oh, my poor Ruth, what's become of her?
She tapped on my window.
I followed her.
She's here.
Where is she?
Julia, why aren't you at
home with your father?
Here, alone with him.
- [Julia] Leave me to
conduct my own affairs.
They don't concern you.
- You must come with me, Julia.
We must leave here at once.
I'll see you home.
- Leave here?
With you?
No.
- If you don't come away
with me, it's the end.
The end of everything.
You must decide between
us once and for all.
- I think you have your answer.
Am I right?
Your choice is made.
- I've made my choice.
For this, I left my father's
house in secret tonight
and I'll stay with you forever.
- Forever, yes...
but first there's work that I must do.
For one more day, we must remain apart,
but then, together, we will
travel far, far, far from here.
Trust me, and tomorrow evening
as the clock strikes eight,
come to me again.
- As the clock strikes eight.
I will not fail.
- Julia.
- I dreaded this.
- Oh, Parson.
- Now we must act.
Our last chance in this
battle with the devil
lies in the old Cabalist Melchisidech.
- Mel?
- I went to the Bishop
and he told me of this old man who...
We must still hope.
We have a journey ahead of us.
- We leave at once.
- Yes.
- I must get my horse.
- I'll meet you under
the gibbet on the heath.
(lively organ music)
- Enter, my pilgrim, enter.
I've been expecting you.
Come on in, come on in.
You've got a visitor to
the parish, aren't I right?
An interesting newcomer to the parish?
Aren't I right?
- Yes.
- Ahh, he's a troublemaker, that one.
Yeah, but there are ways and
means of dealing with him.
Come on in, come on in.
I've been waiting for you.
Sit.
All me pots and pans.
They're all in order, you see,
and all are ready, yes,
all in good working order.
Me paraphernalia (chuckles).
I'm not meshuggana.
I'm in good working order
too and at your service.
At your service.
I've been watching you these
past few hours on that.
You see, that's what I call
my mirror onto the world.
I can see everything that's
going on in the world
without taking a blessed step outside.
Yes, of course, I don't get
much company, you see, up here,
and it's very remote so
I rely on my mirror, yes.
Very interesting it is too, sometimes,
the things I've seen (laughing).
Would you like to see it work?
Oh, wait, would you like
to see what vilenesses
your new friend is
perpetrating at this moment?
Hey?
It takes skill and
effort, but not to worry,
not to worry, you've
come to the right one.
(chanting in foreign language)
(thunder cracking)
- That's him.
- Don't I know it.
It's an old battle I'm
joining on your behalf.
- [Ralph] Ruth, Ruth, I knew it.
- It's her love for you, my boy,
that's giving our friend all this trouble.
Her love for you has survived
her death, good girl.
She tore herself from
the power of the devil
to come to you.
That's love, that is.
It's a neat trick, that.
Unquenchable fire.
The heart burns throughout all eternity,
suffering the agonies
of hell, never consumed.
- [Ralph] Ruth, Ruth!
Oh, I'll kill him.
- It's very difficult, he's
been dead a long time already.
Dead and not dead.
- May he burn forever in hellfire.
- And so he does.
He even enjoys it now,
after a fashion, thick skin.
- Julia, Julia!
- That's enough.
(suspenseful organ music)
Calm down, my boy, calm down.
I know it's hard.
First your sister, then your sweetheart,
and you're new to the
game, but it's nearly dawn,
and your sister will rest in peace
during the hours of daylight, oh yes.
They're the rules, do you see.
I'm sure something can be done
before another night has gone by.
Oh, I'm sure of it.
Oh, don't worry.
You've come to the right place.
(rooster crowing)
Now you must rest because it's not going
to be easy, you know,
not if we want to cast our
friend back into the flames
where he belongs.
Not easy at all.
You must rest because you've
got labors ahead of you
and while you sleep, I'll
prepare some magic weapons.
With my magic weapons, you can't fail.
They'll work, you'll see.
- Immortal rulers of the elements,
by virtues of the powers invested in me
by my master, mighty Lucifer,
I do command you to appear
within my magic circle.
(chanting in foreign language)
Air,
fire,
water,
send me a spirit from the dark
womb of your sister, Earth.
Send me a spirit with the
powers by light of day
that I myself have through
the hours of night.
(thunder cracking)
Welcome.
- Now, as I see it, he hasn't
had time to work in sevens,
so it must be in threes.
- Oh, the blessed trinity.
- Trinity shminity, this is none
of your Christian (speaks
in foreign language).
This is your (speaks in
foreign language) magic.
Now, here's the weapons.
They're one, two, three.
There's your talisman,
your bag of magic sand,
and your vial of holy water.
- Holy water?
Well, we may have a chance after all.
- Mind you, I did have to top it up,
but it'll work, it will work.
Now, the trouble is I don't know
when you're going to need them, but ayiyi,
need them, you will.
The talisman is the strongest,
so I should save that
for our friend himself.
- Tell me, I'm sorry, how did
this fiend return to Earth
and what is the secret of his magic power?
- You see, it was all the fault
of our young friend, here.
- Oh no.
- Yes.
Little did you think, did you, young fella
when you went pledging your
truth on that tombstone,
but a drop of her blood fell on the grave
and it was a suicide's grave.
As you well know, a
suicide's grave is the mouth
of the pit opening onto Hell,
the very mouth of Hell
is a suicide's grave
so our friend was called
back for your sake
in his human form and he
wears that drop of blood
in the heart of a jewel around his neck.
Now, you must get it and
cast it into the flames.
Then, his power will be broken.
Then, the spirit of his
victims will rest in peace.
- Great God said it may be so.
- Amen, Parson.
Ooh, and by the by, you
better hadn't go back
the way you came.
No, try the little stream
that runs down by the sea.
- I know it.
- Good, good.
Not that it'll do you much good.
He'll be waiting for you wherever you go,
but it'll be interesting
though to see how you get on.
I shall be watching you in my mirror.
- Well, with God's help, we will succeed.
- Ah, now, dear friend,
there I can agree with you.
Now, there isn't much time.
Go on, you must be on your way.
- That bumbling old fool
Melchisidech is bound
to have done his best to bungle my plan.
Now, in the day, it is for you to act.
No matter what happens, they
must not reach the village
before my next night's work is done.
My night's work that will
complete my task forever.
From the element of earth, I conjured you,
air, fire, and water are at your command.
Use them well and see that
those two pathetic mortals
never reach their journey's end.
Go!
(energetic organ music)
- Just a moment, my boy.
Are you quite sure you know
how to use that talisman thing?
- Well, yes, I reckon I do.
- You just have to show it to him.
You don't have to touch him with it.
- That'd be what the old man said.
- I am not certain.
I don't want to take any
unnecessary risks here.
- Then you best go back in and ask him.
- Yes, I think I will.
- Now, be quick about it!
- I'm sorry to disturb you.
I didn't realize...
It can wait.
Thank you.
(energetic organ music)
- [Ralph] Hurry up, Parson,
our time be a'wasting.
Did you find out what you wanted?
- Much more, my boy.
Much more than I wanted to.
Come on.
- Can't get through.
- We'll have to leave the horses.
It won't be long, Jez.
- I'm sure this is the way.
Come on, Parson, we can't be far now.
Can you climb it, Parson?
- No, it's impossible.
- No other way out.
We'll have to go back.
Look!
- Come on.
- What shall we do?
- We use the holy water.
It's no good.
We're trapped.
- No, there's the stream.
If we follow the stream,
we can make our way home.
- It's the dwarf!
- What's he up to now?
(water rushing)
What do we do?
- Use the sand!
God, it's cleared.
- It worked.
- Quickly, let's get across
before the fiend thinks up anything else.
(dramatic organ music)
- Julia.
Huh, just what I thought.
Julia, Julia!
Come here this very minute.
- What's the matter, papa?
- What's the matter?
This is the matter.
I knew you were up to something.
Your father isn't such an
old fool as you take him for.
- No, papa, please.
- Running away with that,
that damn young farmer, were you?
Well, we'll soon put a stop to that.
- But it's not what you think.
I wasn't gonna run away with Ralph.
- You're not going to run
away with anyone, m'girl.
You'll stay right here
and cool your heels.
- But papa, please let me out!
Please, please!
Papa, no, no!
(energetic organ music)
(moves into dramatic organ music)
- The ruined mill.
- Thank God, we're safe.
Horse.
Save that and yourself.
I'll deal with him.
Go on, my son.
(horse neighs)
(crying)
- Oh, please, let me out, please, please.
(bell tolling)
- Seven, eight, nine.
An hour late.
I can't afford to lose her now.
(lively organ music)
- Squire!
Julia!
Squire!
Squire!
Anyone home?
Squire?
Hello?
(dramatic organ music)
(gentle organ music)
- Will you accept and share my destiny?
At last, my task is completed.
- Julia!
(dramatic organ music)
- You impudent young fool.
Did you think you could match my powers?
- The drop of blood is gone
and Julia's mine again.
- You do not understand
what you have done.
She was the key that
could unlock the chain
of my damnation.
With her, I could have found
eternal peace in death.
Now you have cast me back into the fire
and you must pay, pay
with your life and hers.
Take them to meet their death.
Ah, I see that my young
ladies have done their best
to make you both uncomfortable.
Perhaps you'd care to
know the finer points
of the accommodation that I've provided.
This tray of burning coals
compels your foolish sister
to supply the power to turn these cogs
which slowly, ah, but oh so slowly,
tighten the rope
(screaming)
from which you hang.
(groaning)
(yelping)
For seven days and seven nights,
you will be racked in torment,
but long before your sinews
crack and you're torn apart,
you will have prayed for
death a thousand times.
Oh, well, I must be on my way.
No doubt we all shall meet again...
in Hell!
(yelping)
(dramatic organ music)
(lively organ music)
(groaning)
- Ruth!
Ruth, help us.
Ruth.
(dramatic organ music)
(groaning)
- No, you're burning!
Come back, please come back.
(crying)
Come on, please, come on.
Come on, please.
(dramatic organ music)
- You're safe now.
- Oh, Ralph, never leave me.
(gentle instrumental music)
(thunder cracking)
(dramatic organ music)
- Julia, Julia, where
are you going, my dear?
Julia, I said where are you going?
- Nowhere in particular, mother.
I just thought I'd go for a walk.
Don't fuss so.
- [Mother] Well, I only
mentioned it, dear,
because you know how
strongly your father feels
about your seeing that farm boy.
- He is not a farm boy.
He owns his land.
- [Mother] That potato
patch is not a farm.
- Just going over to the Old Hall.
- I don't need three guesses to know why.
(lively instrumental music)
- Ralph?
I'm here, Ralph.
(bird squawking)
(gasps)
Why can't we always be together like this?
- We will, we will.
- No, it's impossible.
My father would never
agree to our marriage.
- Well, wait till you hear my news.
You know old farmer Naskavil
who died a month ago?
- Yes.
- Well, I've seen Lawyer
Crabtree in the town,
and I've arranged to buy all the land
that runs down along a mine.
- Well, that is good news,
but my father will--
- Oh, that's only a beginning.
If I work hard and save all
my money to buy more land,
I could go to your father
in say, five years.
- Five years?
But I want to marry you now.
- Well, maybe we can't
have a church wedding
with benefit of clergy and
your father's blessing,
but we know we belong to each other.
- Let's run away together.
- Oh, no, I couldn't leave my land.
Besides, it wouldn't be right.
Come, my little tulip, cheer up.
I'll tell you what we could do.
We could mark our betrothal
by the mixing of our blood.
- Yes, like the gypsies do.
- Are you ready?
- Yes.
- [Ralph] This might hurt.
(ghostly voice whispering)
- [Julia] Now I'm yours forever.
- [Ghostly Voice] No, mine.
- What's the matter?
- That, that voice.
- I didn't hear nothing.
- You must have done.
- No, no.
(eerie organ music)
You're shivering.
Are you cold?
- No.
No, but it's late.
I must go.
- Julia, Julia!
When shall we meet again?
- Pretty lady, buy some lucky
hyssop from an old gypsy lady.
- No, no thank you.
- I'll bring you luck.
- I've got all the luck I need,
but can you tell my fortune for me?
- [Gypsy] If you wish.
No, no, I am not in a reading mood today.
- [Julia] Why, why?
- [Ghostly Voice] Julia.
Julia.
(eerie music)
Julia.
(door rattling)
Julia.
(candles rattling)
(screaming)
- Julia, what is it?
- What in Heaven's name?
- A man at the window, there.
- Couldn't be.
It was a dream.
- Not a sign of anyone.
- But, but I'm sure.
- You must have had a nightmare.
- We are here, darling.
You're quite safe.
Go back to sleep.
It was a nightmare.
- But I'm sure.
I'm sure.
(dramatic organ music)
(bell tolling)
(gentle instrumental music)
- You're in a hurry to get to church.
- We mustn't be late.
- Good morning, Stathis.
- Morning.
- Morning.
- Morning, Squire.
Morning, ma'am.
- Morning, Ruth.
- I was wondering if it would suit
if I could bring that goose
you wanted for tomorrow.
I'm sure the one I'd pick be fat enough
to grace the finest table in the land.
- Thank you, my dear.
I'm quite sure the goose
will be satisfactory.
- If it's anything like the last one,
I shall have no cause for complaint.
- What is it?
- I must talk to you.
- But I can't now, they're waiting for me.
- Meet me at three
o'clock at the Old Hall.
- Oh, must it be there?
- Julia.
- Yes, yes, the usual place.
- Come, Julia, this is
most unseemly behavior.
(dramatic instrumental music)
(bird squawking)
- I'm sorry if I've startled you.
- Forgive me, I was
expecting someone else.
- Then I trust that I don't come
as too great a disappointment.
- Oh, no, no, it's just
that not many people come
through this garden.
- Indeed.
Well, I fancy that that
may change from now on.
- Pray, why should that be, sir?
- Because now that I've
come home again at last
to claim my inheritance,
I shall be living here.
- You mean that you're
the owner of the Old Hall?
- I am the last heir to this estate.
- Oh, well then you must
forgive me for trespassing
on your property.
- Please treat it as your own,
though you must live close by
and I'm sure that such
a beautiful young lady
can command a garden
better kept than this.
- Oh, I live at the manor
house with my parents.
- [Stranger] And I wager
that they don't know
that you have an assignation
here, am I right?
- Will you keep my secret for me?
- I shall be as silent as a tomb.
- Julia?
- Ah, this must be
the fortunate young man.
- Ralph, this gentlemen is
the owner of the Old Hall.
- Pleased to meet you, sir, I am sure.
I'm afraid we've been making
free with your property.
- Yes, I know, but you're
both most welcome here
whenever you care to come.
- Why, that be very civil of you, sir.
- Well, I have much to do,
so I'll bid you goodbye.
Until we meet again.
- Why did you want to see me so urgently?
- Because I have to go into town tomorrow
to see Lawyer Crabtree about the land.
- Is that all?
- Why, surely it is enough.
- Well, hardly enough to
justify the trouble I had
to get here today.
- But it is enough to justify the pleasure
of my being with you a moment more.
- Oh, Ralph, of course it is.
Walk with me home.
- [Gypsy] So, it's you.
Now it's all plain to me.
Time and time again I've seen
death in young maids' hands.
I knew you'd be back one day.
50 year ago, you destroyed
my only daughter.
- Get away, you old hag.
- I cursed you then and I curse you now.
(gentle instrumental music)
(groaning)
- Mathew, quick, there's a gentleman.
The master and mistress are at home, sir.
A gentleman to see the master.
- Well, what is it, girl?
- A gentleman.
The gentleman.
- Show me, then.
- Talk of the devil.
- This way, sir.
Gentleman, sir.
- How do you do, sir?
- Summon your mistress, girl.
A real pleasure.
- Oh, the pleasure, sir, is mine.
Parson, a double pleasure.
The quality of the
village at one fell swoop.
- So, the Old Hall will
once more have a tenant.
- Your first visit, I wonder at that, sir.
- Ooh, I am a great traveler.
- Yes, you have the look of
a man who has traveled far.
- Far indeed.
- And brought back some
merry tales, I don't doubt.
(knocking on door)
My good wife, my daughter, Julia.
My dears, this gentlemen
is to be our new neighbor.
- Your servant, sir.
- How happy I should be if I were indeed
to have so charming a servant.
Madame, I well remember the beauties
of our native countryside,
but in your daughter,
nature has surpassed herself.
- Why, sir, you'll be
turning the girl's head.
- May I ask to what we owe
the pleasure of this visit?
- Oh, simply to ensure that my neighbors
shall also be my friends
and to reassure them
that my unexpected return
will make no difference
to their way of life.
- You, sir, must be a man of great wealth
if by that you mean you do not intend
to claim the monies due to
you as Lord of the manor.
- The Lord I serve supplies
my every material need.
- Well, sir, I must say that's
uncommon generous of you.
Times haven't been too easy.
- Well, what's his business here, then?
- How should I know?
- Oh, I know that look in your eye, girl.
You've been listening at the keyhole.
- Well, and what if I have?
Oh, Mathew, he's such a grand gentlemen.
I reckon his pockets are lined with gold
and you should hear the
compliment he's paying Miss Julia.
- Won't you take a glass of sherry wine?
- Well, thank you, but no,
I must be back at the Old
Hall before nightfall,
and I have much to do first.
- Then at least, sir,
allow me to bid you welcome
on behalf of the whole village.
- And no doubt I shall see
you in church on Sunday.
- Ladies, I am at your lightest command.
- A fine fellow and a fine
catch for some young lady.
- I hope we shall have the pleasure
of seeing you again soon, sir.
It is not often that we get
company, except for Parson
and he's not quite the
answer to a maiden's prayer.
- Take care, my girl.
You're playing with fire.
- Well, he may be a fine gentlemen,
but you'd set your cap at
a one-legged beggar man
crawling with lice.
- If you were crawling with lice,
I'd still fancy you, boy.
You spoil me for one-legged
beggar men, Mathew.
Mathew, what be you doing?
- I can't tell you.
- Then show me...
If you're man enough.
(bell tolling)
(groaning)
(sighing)
(bird squawking)
(groaning)
(sighing)
(giggling)
(screaming)
- Whoa.
Mathew, Mathew!
Help!
Help, everybody!
Wake up, Squire!
Squire, wake up!
Wake up, Squire!
- What the devil's this?
Where is Mathew?
The hour's past for visiting.
- What is it?
- Damn the boy.
Where is he?
There's enough noise
here to wake the dead.
- He'll not wake, Squire.
- Oh, heavens.
- Merciful heavens.
- [Julia] We've been so worried.
Betty, she's not here.
- [Ralph] Betty?
- Parson, Parson.
- It's begun.
- The most terrible news.
It's Mathew.
- What's happened to him?
- Dead, brought home stabbed
these few minutes since.
I came here at once.
And Betty, Betty's lost.
- Lost then forever.
- What's that you say, Parson?
- Terrible things are shaping in my mind.
- But?
- No, no,
don't press me, Squire.
We just must be all on our guard.
- I don't understand.
- I shall deliver a
sermon after the funeral.
The whole village will be gathered.
(bell tolling)
(crying)
(somber instrumental music)
My children...
Evil is abroad.
The gypsy is dead.
Our poor friend Mathew whom
we have come to mourn is dead.
His former sweetheart
that promised comfort
for his old age has vanished
and mark my words, will
never be seen again.
Evil is abroad, my children.
Who has unleashed this evil among us?
Think, my children, think!
The harmless life of
the village has gone on
for years and years.
What then is the change?
What in the new events?
There is a newcomer...
A stranger in our midst.
(Parson choking)
(dramatic organ music)
- It was though a hand
were put about his throat,
choking Parson into silence.
- He was trying to tell us something.
He did know to go around
scaring folks, though.
- I reckon he was more scared
than he was letting on.
If you ask me, it is devil's work.
- That's a wise thought.
- Maybe, but do you believe them
when they say that young
Betty murdered her Mathew
and ran off like they say?
- It were nothing to me if they ran up
to the red end of Hell.
- Don't be talking like that.
I know what's a matter with thee.
- Sometimes it seems
you know more about me
than I does myself.
- Well, my dear, we bain't
be twins for nothing.
It would take even more than
Death himself to part us.
- This is my Julia, Ruth.
Things bain't be right between us.
- Squire's been drinking it in.
Drinking to a happy future.
- For Julia.
- And when Squire was drinking, he let on
that Julia would make a
fine lady at the Old Hall.
Oh, Ralph.
- I'm going away on business,
another whole day.
I must see Julia, talk to her.
I'll go over to Squire's house.
Why should I be frightened of him?
I can't go away without seeing her again.
- Good day, Parson.
- I did knock.
I didn't know anyone was--
- And does that
give you license to invade my property?
- No, no, of course it doesn't.
- Perhaps you have
permission from one above.
Do you feel protected
by your calling, Parson?
Were you dispensed from
the normal restrictions
that apply to ordinary people?
- That poor girl has disappeared.
- [Stranger] But you don't
expect to see her again
or so you told your congregation.
- Not necessarily.
I still have to look for her, though.
- Well, is she here?
- No, no, she's not.
At least not to mortal eye.
- Then I take it that your
business here is finished.
- No, sir, in fact it's my
belief it's scarce begun.
- Hello Parson.
- Whoa, Jezebel, whoa.
Where are you going, child?
- To Mathew's mother's.
- Whatever you do, girl,
don't go through the grounds
of the Old Hall.
- But why, I always go that way.
The new owner said that I might.
- Don't argue with me, girl.
Do as you're told.
Come on, I've got to see the Bishop.
Come on, Jez, come on.
- My dear young lady,
what a pleasure to see you again so soon.
- I didn't expect to see you here,
but I'm afraid this isn't a formal visit.
In fact, I was just taking a
shortcut across the grounds.
- As I told you before,
they are yours to do with as you please.
- You are too kind.
- Nothing would please me more
than you should think
of my house as your own
and of my humble self
as your devoted servant.
- Oh, sir, what have you
done to upset the Parson?
- Well, nothing, so far as I know.
Why?
- Oh, he seemed positively distraught.
Off to see the Bishop about something.
- I wonder what.
- He even warned me
against coming here today.
- Did he?
How very ill advised of him.
- I beg your pardon?
- Oh, I'm sorry, my dear.
I was just thinking aloud.
But what can he have meant?
Surely you're not afraid of me.
- Of course not, I--
- Yes?
- Nothing.
- Ah.
Then may I venture to hope
that you'll disregard the
Parson's stupid remarks
and that you will come to visit me again?
- Of course, but I really
must be on my way now.
- Ah, then let me escort you to the gate.
Remember, my dear, you will
always be welcome here.
- [Julia] Thank you, sir.
- Promise me that I may
live or at least exist
in hope of seeing you again.
- Oh yes.
- Then, au revoir.
You will come back?
- I promise.
- Julia, Julia!
Your mother said you'd be
at Mathew's mother's house.
I've been waiting for you there.
- I didn't hurry.
I hadn't arranged to meet anyone.
- I had to see you.
I've got to go away again on business.
Where have you been?
- You have no right to cross question me.
If I went anywhere else, it's
nobody's business but my own.
- Well, aren't you gonna
ask me why I'm going away?
I'm only buying the property
so as your father will accept me.
I'll be signing papers.
The land'll be mine.
I'll be a man of property,
worthy of a Squire's daughter.
- Yes, Ralph, I daresay you will.
- [Ralph] Julia.
- Good evening, Parson.
When I heard your pony's hooves,
I thought it was Ralph coming home.
- You mean to say he's not at home?
- He's been in town on business.
- Stay near the house.
Whatever you do, don't
go near the Old Hall.
Are you sure he's on his way home?
- Oh, he won't be long.
It's not like him to miss his supper.
- Yes, well, I can't stay.
Take heed, God be with you.
Come on, come on, come on.
(screaming)
(dramatic organ music)
- Prepare her.
- Ruth, Ruth, I'm home!
Ruth?
Come on, come on!
(eerie organ music)
- Betty, help me.
- She cannot hear you.
- Spare me!
- That may not be.
My task on Earth is to
supply my master Satan
with an endless line of virgin sacrifices
unless I find a maiden
willing to accept her death
and spend eternity with
me in my dark palace
in the depths of Hell.
Will you accept and share my destiny?
- No, no!
- Then die and be my slave.
(Ruth screaming)
(gentle organ music)
(knocking on door)
- What's the meaning of this, young man?
If it's Julia you're
wanting, you can't see her.
- It's not your Julia, Squire.
It's my sister, Ruth.
I was away for the day on business.
I came home and found the place ransacked.
Squire, she's gone, vanished.
- What's that, boy?
Ruth gone too.
- We must find her, Squire.
- Indeed, indeed, but there's
nothing we can do tonight,
so you better go home, boy.
And if you haven't news of her by morning,
we'll raise the whole
parish, that I promise you.
- Oh lord and master, though
my task is not complete,
and I still seek the willing sacrifice,
accept as homage this new slave.
(dramatic organ music)
(eerie organ music)
- Ruth.
Ruth?
Ruth?
Ruth?
Ruth, where have you gone?
Ruth?
Ruth.
What have you done with my sister?
- Your sister?
- Ruth.
Her ghost...
Oh, my poor Ruth, what's become of her?
She tapped on my window.
I followed her.
She's here.
Where is she?
Julia, why aren't you at
home with your father?
Here, alone with him.
- [Julia] Leave me to
conduct my own affairs.
They don't concern you.
- You must come with me, Julia.
We must leave here at once.
I'll see you home.
- Leave here?
With you?
No.
- If you don't come away
with me, it's the end.
The end of everything.
You must decide between
us once and for all.
- I think you have your answer.
Am I right?
Your choice is made.
- I've made my choice.
For this, I left my father's
house in secret tonight
and I'll stay with you forever.
- Forever, yes...
but first there's work that I must do.
For one more day, we must remain apart,
but then, together, we will
travel far, far, far from here.
Trust me, and tomorrow evening
as the clock strikes eight,
come to me again.
- As the clock strikes eight.
I will not fail.
- Julia.
- I dreaded this.
- Oh, Parson.
- Now we must act.
Our last chance in this
battle with the devil
lies in the old Cabalist Melchisidech.
- Mel?
- I went to the Bishop
and he told me of this old man who...
We must still hope.
We have a journey ahead of us.
- We leave at once.
- Yes.
- I must get my horse.
- I'll meet you under
the gibbet on the heath.
(lively organ music)
- Enter, my pilgrim, enter.
I've been expecting you.
Come on in, come on in.
You've got a visitor to
the parish, aren't I right?
An interesting newcomer to the parish?
Aren't I right?
- Yes.
- Ahh, he's a troublemaker, that one.
Yeah, but there are ways and
means of dealing with him.
Come on in, come on in.
I've been waiting for you.
Sit.
All me pots and pans.
They're all in order, you see,
and all are ready, yes,
all in good working order.
Me paraphernalia (chuckles).
I'm not meshuggana.
I'm in good working order
too and at your service.
At your service.
I've been watching you these
past few hours on that.
You see, that's what I call
my mirror onto the world.
I can see everything that's
going on in the world
without taking a blessed step outside.
Yes, of course, I don't get
much company, you see, up here,
and it's very remote so
I rely on my mirror, yes.
Very interesting it is too, sometimes,
the things I've seen (laughing).
Would you like to see it work?
Oh, wait, would you like
to see what vilenesses
your new friend is
perpetrating at this moment?
Hey?
It takes skill and
effort, but not to worry,
not to worry, you've
come to the right one.
(chanting in foreign language)
(thunder cracking)
- That's him.
- Don't I know it.
It's an old battle I'm
joining on your behalf.
- [Ralph] Ruth, Ruth, I knew it.
- It's her love for you, my boy,
that's giving our friend all this trouble.
Her love for you has survived
her death, good girl.
She tore herself from
the power of the devil
to come to you.
That's love, that is.
It's a neat trick, that.
Unquenchable fire.
The heart burns throughout all eternity,
suffering the agonies
of hell, never consumed.
- [Ralph] Ruth, Ruth!
Oh, I'll kill him.
- It's very difficult, he's
been dead a long time already.
Dead and not dead.
- May he burn forever in hellfire.
- And so he does.
He even enjoys it now,
after a fashion, thick skin.
- Julia, Julia!
- That's enough.
(suspenseful organ music)
Calm down, my boy, calm down.
I know it's hard.
First your sister, then your sweetheart,
and you're new to the
game, but it's nearly dawn,
and your sister will rest in peace
during the hours of daylight, oh yes.
They're the rules, do you see.
I'm sure something can be done
before another night has gone by.
Oh, I'm sure of it.
Oh, don't worry.
You've come to the right place.
(rooster crowing)
Now you must rest because it's not going
to be easy, you know,
not if we want to cast our
friend back into the flames
where he belongs.
Not easy at all.
You must rest because you've
got labors ahead of you
and while you sleep, I'll
prepare some magic weapons.
With my magic weapons, you can't fail.
They'll work, you'll see.
- Immortal rulers of the elements,
by virtues of the powers invested in me
by my master, mighty Lucifer,
I do command you to appear
within my magic circle.
(chanting in foreign language)
Air,
fire,
water,
send me a spirit from the dark
womb of your sister, Earth.
Send me a spirit with the
powers by light of day
that I myself have through
the hours of night.
(thunder cracking)
Welcome.
- Now, as I see it, he hasn't
had time to work in sevens,
so it must be in threes.
- Oh, the blessed trinity.
- Trinity shminity, this is none
of your Christian (speaks
in foreign language).
This is your (speaks in
foreign language) magic.
Now, here's the weapons.
They're one, two, three.
There's your talisman,
your bag of magic sand,
and your vial of holy water.
- Holy water?
Well, we may have a chance after all.
- Mind you, I did have to top it up,
but it'll work, it will work.
Now, the trouble is I don't know
when you're going to need them, but ayiyi,
need them, you will.
The talisman is the strongest,
so I should save that
for our friend himself.
- Tell me, I'm sorry, how did
this fiend return to Earth
and what is the secret of his magic power?
- You see, it was all the fault
of our young friend, here.
- Oh no.
- Yes.
Little did you think, did you, young fella
when you went pledging your
truth on that tombstone,
but a drop of her blood fell on the grave
and it was a suicide's grave.
As you well know, a
suicide's grave is the mouth
of the pit opening onto Hell,
the very mouth of Hell
is a suicide's grave
so our friend was called
back for your sake
in his human form and he
wears that drop of blood
in the heart of a jewel around his neck.
Now, you must get it and
cast it into the flames.
Then, his power will be broken.
Then, the spirit of his
victims will rest in peace.
- Great God said it may be so.
- Amen, Parson.
Ooh, and by the by, you
better hadn't go back
the way you came.
No, try the little stream
that runs down by the sea.
- I know it.
- Good, good.
Not that it'll do you much good.
He'll be waiting for you wherever you go,
but it'll be interesting
though to see how you get on.
I shall be watching you in my mirror.
- Well, with God's help, we will succeed.
- Ah, now, dear friend,
there I can agree with you.
Now, there isn't much time.
Go on, you must be on your way.
- That bumbling old fool
Melchisidech is bound
to have done his best to bungle my plan.
Now, in the day, it is for you to act.
No matter what happens, they
must not reach the village
before my next night's work is done.
My night's work that will
complete my task forever.
From the element of earth, I conjured you,
air, fire, and water are at your command.
Use them well and see that
those two pathetic mortals
never reach their journey's end.
Go!
(energetic organ music)
- Just a moment, my boy.
Are you quite sure you know
how to use that talisman thing?
- Well, yes, I reckon I do.
- You just have to show it to him.
You don't have to touch him with it.
- That'd be what the old man said.
- I am not certain.
I don't want to take any
unnecessary risks here.
- Then you best go back in and ask him.
- Yes, I think I will.
- Now, be quick about it!
- I'm sorry to disturb you.
I didn't realize...
It can wait.
Thank you.
(energetic organ music)
- [Ralph] Hurry up, Parson,
our time be a'wasting.
Did you find out what you wanted?
- Much more, my boy.
Much more than I wanted to.
Come on.
- Can't get through.
- We'll have to leave the horses.
It won't be long, Jez.
- I'm sure this is the way.
Come on, Parson, we can't be far now.
Can you climb it, Parson?
- No, it's impossible.
- No other way out.
We'll have to go back.
Look!
- Come on.
- What shall we do?
- We use the holy water.
It's no good.
We're trapped.
- No, there's the stream.
If we follow the stream,
we can make our way home.
- It's the dwarf!
- What's he up to now?
(water rushing)
What do we do?
- Use the sand!
God, it's cleared.
- It worked.
- Quickly, let's get across
before the fiend thinks up anything else.
(dramatic organ music)
- Julia.
Huh, just what I thought.
Julia, Julia!
Come here this very minute.
- What's the matter, papa?
- What's the matter?
This is the matter.
I knew you were up to something.
Your father isn't such an
old fool as you take him for.
- No, papa, please.
- Running away with that,
that damn young farmer, were you?
Well, we'll soon put a stop to that.
- But it's not what you think.
I wasn't gonna run away with Ralph.
- You're not going to run
away with anyone, m'girl.
You'll stay right here
and cool your heels.
- But papa, please let me out!
Please, please!
Papa, no, no!
(energetic organ music)
(moves into dramatic organ music)
- The ruined mill.
- Thank God, we're safe.
Horse.
Save that and yourself.
I'll deal with him.
Go on, my son.
(horse neighs)
(crying)
- Oh, please, let me out, please, please.
(bell tolling)
- Seven, eight, nine.
An hour late.
I can't afford to lose her now.
(lively organ music)
- Squire!
Julia!
Squire!
Squire!
Anyone home?
Squire?
Hello?
(dramatic organ music)
(gentle organ music)
- Will you accept and share my destiny?
At last, my task is completed.
- Julia!
(dramatic organ music)
- You impudent young fool.
Did you think you could match my powers?
- The drop of blood is gone
and Julia's mine again.
- You do not understand
what you have done.
She was the key that
could unlock the chain
of my damnation.
With her, I could have found
eternal peace in death.
Now you have cast me back into the fire
and you must pay, pay
with your life and hers.
Take them to meet their death.
Ah, I see that my young
ladies have done their best
to make you both uncomfortable.
Perhaps you'd care to
know the finer points
of the accommodation that I've provided.
This tray of burning coals
compels your foolish sister
to supply the power to turn these cogs
which slowly, ah, but oh so slowly,
tighten the rope
(screaming)
from which you hang.
(groaning)
(yelping)
For seven days and seven nights,
you will be racked in torment,
but long before your sinews
crack and you're torn apart,
you will have prayed for
death a thousand times.
Oh, well, I must be on my way.
No doubt we all shall meet again...
in Hell!
(yelping)
(dramatic organ music)
(lively organ music)
(groaning)
- Ruth!
Ruth, help us.
Ruth.
(dramatic organ music)
(groaning)
- No, you're burning!
Come back, please come back.
(crying)
Come on, please, come on.
Come on, please.
(dramatic organ music)
- You're safe now.
- Oh, Ralph, never leave me.