The Return of the Native (1994) Movie Script

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DELIVER MY HEART

FROM THIS FEARFUL,

LONELY PLACE.

SEND ME A GREAT LOVE

FROM SOMEWHERE,

OR ELSE I SHALL DIE.

TRULY, I SHALL DIE.

[FIDDLE AND ACCORDION

PLAYING FOLK TUNE]

[LAUGHING

AND SHOUTING]

♪ THE KING CALLED DOWN

HIS NOBLES ALL ♪

♪ BY ONE, BY TWO,

BY THREE ♪

♪ EARL MARSHAL,

I'LL GO SHRIVE THE QUEEN ♪

♪ AND THOU SHALT

WEND WITH ME ♪

♪ A BOON, A BOON-- ♪

COME ON,

GRANDPA.

LOOK.

THE BRIGHTEST FIRE

AROUND,

AND THE WITCH DOESN'T

EVEN BOTHER TO TEND IT.

DARE YE NOT

SAY HER NAME?

NOBODY'S SAYING HER NAME.

OR IS IT BAD LUCK?

EUSTACIA.

EUSTACIA VYE.

I'M NOT AFRAID

TO SAY HER NAME.

CHARLEY, YOU DO CHORES

FOR HER GRANDFATHER.

MAYBE SHE'S GOT YOU

UNDER HER SPELL, TOO.

EVIL THINGS

HAVE HAPPENED

SINCE SHE COME

TWO YEAR AGO--

GARDEN CROPS WITHERED,

COWS WITH THE BLOAT.

LOOK!

SHE'S CONJURED UP

A WEE GHOST

TO FEED HER FIRE.

THAT'S NO WEE GHOST.

THAT'S MY SON JOHNNY.

SHE'LL PUT A SPELL

ON HIM FOR SURE,

JUST LIKE ALL THE OTHER

YOUNG MEN ROUND HERE.

YOU OUGHT TO GET

YOURSELF MARRIED.

SINGLE SLEEPERS

ARE THE ONES

WHO SEE GHOSTS.

MATTHEW, MARK,

LUKE, AND JOHN--

THAT'S THE BED

THAT I LIE ON.

DIGGORY VENN.

YOU GAVE US A START,

REDDLEMAN.

THAT SO?

MY VAN'S

ON THE ROAD BELOW.

I'M LOOKING FOR

THE DIRECTION

OF BLOOMS-END

OR THE QUIET WOMAN INN.

IT'S BEEN

NEARLY TWO YEARS

SINCE I'VE BEEN

THROUGH HERE.

THE NORTH ROAD

WILL TAKE YOU

TO BOTH,

BUT THE INN WON'T

BE SERVING TONIGHT.

DAMON WILDEVE

GOT MARRIED TODAY.

WE'LL BE TAKING

THE ROAD OURSELVES

TO SERENADE

THE NEWLY MARRIEDS.

WELL, I THANK YOU

FOR THE DIRECTIONS.

GOOD NIGHT TO YOU ALL.

AYE.

GOOD NIGHT, AYE.

THE REDDLEMAN'S

COMING HERE IS A SIGN.

LAST NIGHT,

I HAD A DREAM

OF A DEATH'S HEAD.

NO.

TWO YEARS AGO,

DIGGORY VENN WAS

AS WHITE-SKINNED

AS ANY OF US

TILL HE TOOK UP

SELLING REDDLE

TO SHEEPMEN.

POPPING UP LIKE THAT

OUT OF THE FIRE--

IT WAS A SIGN,

I SAY.

HELLO?

EVERYTHING

ALL RIGHT IN THERE?

HELLO THERE.

IT'S CAPTAIN VYE,

ISN'T IT?

AYE. REDDLEMAN.

ISN'T THAT

THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT,

THE MAIDEN FROM BLOOMS-END

WHO WAS TO BE MARRIED TODAY?

I TAKE, BY YOUR LOOK,

THE BRIDEGROOM'S

NOT ABOARD.

THE SIMPLE TRUTH IS

THERE WAS SOME MISTAKE

IN THE MARRIAGE LICENSE,

WHICH CAN EASILY

BE CORRECTED.

OR MAYBE

YOU'RE A KIDNAPPER,

AND YOU'VE STOLEN HER

FOR YOUR OWN.

WHAT MAKES YOU SO FULL

OF ROMANTIC NOTIONS, EH?

YOUR GRANDDAUGHTER

EUSTACIA VYE CAME

TO LIVE WITH YOU.

SHE'S FROM BUDMOUTH,

ISN'T SHE?

AH, THE YOUNG ONES TODAY...

NIGHT, REDDLEMAN.

GOOD NIGHT, CAPTAIN.

DIGGORY...

HMM?

WAS IT JUST

MY GOOD FORTUNE

YOU HAPPENED ALONG

TO GIVE ME A RIDE?

I'M A POOR ONE TO ASK

ABOUT GOOD FORTUNE.

YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT

TO TAKE PLEASURE

IN MY MISFORTUNE.

GO AHEAD.

I COULD NEVER

TAKE PLEASURE

IN A DAY THAT WAS

BAD FOR YOU.

THOMASIN.

WALK ON.

EUSTACIA.

I LEARNED SOMETHING

ON THE ROAD HOME

THAT'LL SHOCK YE.

NOT LIKELY,

IN THIS DULL PLACE.

THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT

FROM BLOOMS-END--

HER MARRIAGE TODAY

NEVER CAME OFF.

SOMETHING ABOUT A MIX-UP

WITH THE LICENSE.

AYE, THAT'S

DAMON WILDEVE FOR YE.

I HEAR HE'S FREE AND EASY

WITH EVERY FEMALE

WITHOUT GAPS

IN HER SMILE.

NONE OF THEM MIND.

LIFE IS SO DRAB

IN THIS AWFUL HEATH.

A MAN OF ROGUISH

REPUTATION

IS LIKE

A FRESH BREEZE.

I EXPECT A LETTER

ANY DAY

SAYING WE'RE NOT

BLOOD RELATIONS.

ENOUGH OF THAT FIRE NOW.

I DON'T WANT THE FIRE,

ANYWAY.

I'M SUPPOSED

TO BE HOME.

KEEP THE FIRE UP,

AND I'LL GIVE YOU

THE CROOKED SIXPENCE.

STEADY NOW.

THIS ISN'T THE PLACE

FOR YOU, REDDLEMAN.

REJECTED SUITORS DON'T BELONG

OUTSIDE THE BRIDAL CHAMBER

ON THE WEDDING NIGHT.

THOMASIN.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE--

WITH HIM?

PLEASE, AUNT.

THANK YOU, DIGGORY,

FOR BRINGING ME BACK.

WHAT'S HAPPENED?

THERE'S BEEN NO WEDDING.

NO WEDDING?

IT'S BEEN THE WORST DAY

OF MY LIFE.

OH, MY DEAR.

HOW COULD HE DO THIS?

I CAN EXPLAIN.

IT'S FROM MR. WILDEVE'S LIPS

I WANT THE ANSWERS.

YOU COME WITH ME.

I'M SO SORRY YOU RAN

FROM THE CHURCH

IN SUCH ANGER

THIS MORNING.

I REALLY

WAS NOT TO BLAME.

I THINK YOU WERE

VERY MUCH TO BLAME.

IT WAS A STUPID MISTAKE.

I GOT THE LICENSE

IN BUDMOUTH.

IT WASN'T VALID

IN ANGLEBURY,

AND, UM, WELL...

THAT'S THE WHOLE OF IT.

INDEED IT IS NOT.

'TIS A GREAT INJURY

TO MY FAMILY AND TO ME,

AND ONE I CANNOT

EASILY FORGIVE.

FOR SOMEONE WHO SO

STRONGLY OBJECTED

TO THE MARRIAGE

BECAUSE YOU

THOUGHT ME UNWORTHY,

YOU SEEM

UNCOMMONLY PUT OUT.

DAMON, PLEASE DON'T

MAKE THINGS WORSE.

THERE'S NO NEED TO ADOPT

THAT TONE WITH ME.

WHILE THOMASIN

LIVES UNDER MY ROOF,

SHE'S UNDER

MY PROTECTION...

AND SHE WILL ALWAYS

HAVE MY LOVE.

HMM.

TAMSIE, MINE...

I REALLY DO HAVE

EVERY INTENTION

OF COMPLETING

THE MARRIAGE.

OH, NO.

♪ THE KING CALLED DOWN

HIS NOBLES ALL ♪

♪ BY ONE, BY TWO,

BY THREE... ♪

MY DEAR.

IF MY SON CLYM

WERE HOME,

YOU WOULD NOT

BE SO CARELESS

WITH HIS COUSIN'S

FEELINGS.

COME. WE'RE GOING HOME.

HE CAN TELL THEM

YOU'VE RETIRED.

WE'LL TALK MORE

OF THIS LATER.

♪ UPON THE ROAD MAY BE ♪

♪ OH, YOU'LL PUT ON

A GREAT, BRIGHT GOWN ♪

♪ AND I'LL PUT ON

ANOTHER ♪

♪ AND WE WILL AWAY

TO THE LONDON TOWN ♪

♪ LIKE PRIORS

BOTH TOGETHER ♪

♪ OH, NO, OH, NO,

MY LIEGE, MY KING ♪

♪ SUCH THINGS

CAN NEVER BE... ♪

YAY!

HOORAY!

HURRAH!

YAY!

WE'VE COME TO SERENADE

YOUR WEDDING,

NOW THAT ALL THE BONFIRES

HAVE DIED DOWN.

♪ AND BY THE STARS

SO HIGH... ♪

ALL BUT ONE, I SEE.

[WHISTLE

LIKE A BIRDCALL]

HERE.

THERE'S YOUR

CROOKED SIXPENCE.

NOW HURRY HOME NOW.

YOU DID WELL

WITH THE FIRE.

I'VE COME.

YOU GIVE ME

NO PEACE.

HOW CLEVER YOU ARE,

DAMON,

TO INVENT SOMETHING

ABOUT THE LICENSE

TO PUT OFF THE MARRIAGE.

YOU LOVE ME BEST.

WRONG. IF NOT FOR

THE WRONG TOWN,

I'D BE A MARRIED MAN

TONIGHT.

YOU'D HAVE ONLY

A 10-YEAR-OLD BOY

TO TEND YOUR FIRE.

IS THIS THE FACE

YOU'D CAST ASIDE

FOR THE SAKE

OF THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT?

IT WAS TO SAVE

MY SANITY.

YOU MIGHT GO TO SLEEP

WITH THOMASIN,

BUT WHICH FACE WILL YOU

SEE IN YOUR DREAMS?

THEN I'LL ASK AGAIN.

WILL YOU LEAVE

THIS DOG HOLE

OF AN ENGLAND

AND COME WITH ME?

YOU KNOW, I FIND

THE IDEA OF PARIS

VERY EXCITING.

YOU WILL, THEN?

BUT I HAVE

THIS GREAT FEAR NOW

THAT THE EXCITEMENT

MIGHT NOT LAST.

I ONCE GAVE YOU

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS.

ADMIT IT.

WHAT HAPPENED?

ASK ME AGAIN...

WHEN THE HURT OF TODAY

HAS HEALED.

THERE ARE TIMES I WISH

YOU'D NEVER COME

TO EGDON HEATH.

THERE'S NEVER A TIME

THAT I WISH I HAD.

'TIS MY CROSS,

MY MISERY,

AND IT SHALL

BE MY DEATH.

WHAT IS IT YOU

REALLY WANT,

EUSTACIA?

TO BE LOVED...

TO MADNESS.

RIDDLES.

YOU MAY TEMPT ME,

BUT I WON'T GIVE MYSELF

TO YOU ANYMORE.

YOU'VE SAID

AS MUCH BEFORE.

I NEED TIME TO THINK.

HOW LONG?

MAYBE YOU ARE A WITCH.

YOU CAN KEEP ME IN PAIN

UNTIL MORNING.

KISS ME GOOD NIGHT.

HERE.

SUFFER ONLY

UNTIL YOU GET HOME.

SO, YOU REMEMBERED

WHERE HOME WAS.

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

TENDING THE FIRE

FOR MISS EUSTACIA.

AS IF I DIDN'T KNOW.

SHE HAS YOU

UNDER A SPELL.

NOT SO.

SEE HERE.

A CROOKED SIXPENCE?

A CHARM TO WARD OFF

THE DEVIL

IS WHAT SHE GIVE YE.

EUSTACIA.

BEST COME IN.

ANYTHING YOU WISH

BEFORE YOU GO TO BED?

TO DIE IN MY SLEEP

AND NOT FACE ANOTHER DAY

ON THIS GRAVEYARD

OF A HEATH.

I...

I KNOW.

I'LL NOT ASK WHO YOU

WERE TALKING TO.

ONLY I HOPE IT HAS

NOTHING TO DO

WITH THE SADNESS

OF THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT

TONIGHT.

DO YOU THINK

I'M A WITCH,

GRANDFATHER?

IF YOU ARE,

THERE ISN'T

A PRETTIER ONE.

YOU MAKE SURE THAT'S

STACKED NEATLY NOW.

COME ON, CHARLEY.

ME OLD FRIEND

CLYM YEOBRIGHT'S

COMING HOME

FOR THE HOLIDAYS.

FIVE YEARS.

HIS OLD FRIENDS WILL SEEM

AS COMMON AS MUCK NOW.

I WOULDN'T WONDER.

MANAGER

TO A DIAMOND MERCHANT.

'TIS A BLAZING

GREAT BUSINESS

HE BELONGS TO

IN PARIS.

THE DEVIL WASN'T

BORN THERE,

BUT THAT'S WHERE

HE GREW UP.

I'LL BE PERFORMING

WITH THE MUMMERS

FOR MR. CLYM

AT THE YEOBRIGHTS'.

WE'VE NOT BEEN

INVITED.

THAT'S A SHAME.

HOW DO YOU FALL INTO

THE BUSINESS OF DIAMONDS?

YOU DON'T FALL IN.

YOU CLIMB UP.

CLYM YEOBRIGHT

WAS ALWAYS

A PERUSING MAN--

BOOKS UPON BOOKS.

HE'S WONDERFULLY

CLEVER.

I'D LIKE ALL

THAT'S UNDER HIS HAIR.

TOO MUCH SCHOOLING

THESE DAYS.

COME TO THINK OF IT,

CLYM YEOBRIGHT

AND EUSTACIA

WOULD MAKE A PRETTY

PIGEON PAIR.

COULDN'T BE

A BETTER COUPLE

IF THEY WERE

MADE ON PURPOSE.

THEY'D LOOK VERY NATTY,

ARM-IN-CROOK TOGETHER,

IF HE'S THE WELL-FAVORED

FELLOW HE USED TO BE.

FANCY PARIS CLOTHES.

THEY SAY

HE TALKS FRENCH

AS FAST AS A MAIDEN

COULD EAT BLACKBERRIES.

TOO BAD HE'S COMING HOME

WITH THIS BAD TROUBLE

ABOUT HIS COUSIN

THOMASIN.

AYE. POOR THOMASIN.

HER HEART HAS ACHED

ENOUGH ABOUT IT.

PROMISE YOU

WON'T TELL CLYM

WHEN HE COMES

HOME TOMORROW.

YOUR FACE

WILL TELL HIM.

I WON'T SAY A WORD.

I'LL BE CHEERFUL

FOR HIS SAKE.

I WISH YOU'D

SET YOUR HEART

ON SOMEONE MORE WORTHY

THAN MR. WILDEVE.

YOU DON'T SEE HIM

AS I DO.

I MAKE ALLOWANCES

FOR HIS WEAKNESSES

FOR THE SAKE

OF HIS VIRTUES.

VIRTUES? HA HA!

OH, SUCH VIRTUES.

HE LEAVES YOU

TO SIT HERE LIKE THIS

WEEK AFTER WEEK

WITH ONE LAME EXCUSE

AFTER ANOTHER--

THE MAGISTRATE IS GONE,

THE VICAR IS ABSENT.

PLEASE, AUNT.

YOU DON'T GO OUT.

YOU DON'T HEAR

THE TALK.

THEY'RE SAYING

THAT EUSTACIA VYE

IS THE CAUSE

OF IT ALL,

THAT HE STILL SEES HER,

THAT SHE'S PUT

A CURSE ON HIM.

DAMON MEANS TO MARRY ME.

I KNOW IT.

IT WAS HARD ENOUGH

THINKING OF YOU

AS HIS BRIDE...

WITHOUT HAVING YOU

BEHAVE LIKE HIS WIDOW.

ME OLD FRIEND

CLYM YEOBRIGHT

IS COMING HOME

FOR THE HOLIDAYS.

YOU KNOW, SAM,

COME TO THINK OF IT,

CLYM YEOBRIGHT

AND EUSTACIA

WOULD MAKE

A PRETTY PIGEON PAIR.

AHEM.

GOOD DAY, MR. VENN.

MAY I PASS, PLEASE?

IT'S YOU I CAME

FOR A LOOK AT.

OH. AND WHAT MIGHT

A REDDLEMAN

THINK HE COULD

FIND IN ME?

IN SIMPLE TERMS,

MISS VYE,

I CAME TO BEG THAT

YOU RELEASE YOUR HOLD

OVER DAMON WILDEVE

SO HE MAY

MARRY THOMASIN.

HOW DARE YOU SPEAK

TO ME LIKE THIS?

IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT

YOU HAVE SUCH POWER

OVER MEN.

IT'S A BEAUTY AND MANNER

YOU WERE BORN WITH.

YOU ONCE

LOVED THOMASIN

YOURSELF.

NOW YOU ACT AS IF

YOU WANT ANOTHER MAN

TO HAVE HER.

IF SHE CANNOT BE HAPPY

WITHOUT MR. WILDEVE,

THEN I DO MY DUTY

IN HELPING HER

TO GET HIM.

DO YOU AGREE

TO GIVE HIM UP?

I AGREE TO NOTHING.

MAKE WAY, PLEASE.

MISS VYE...

YOU'VE HEARD

CLYM YEOBRIGHT'S

RETURNING HOME

FOR A VISIT?

IF HE LEARNS

OF THE SHAME

HIS COUSIN THOMASIN

IS GOING THROUGH,

HE'S ALSO

SURE TO LEARN

WHO'S AT LEAST

PARTLY THE CAUSE

OF IT.

REDDLEMAN.

NO DOUBT MRS. YEOBRIGHT

IS URGING DAMON WILDEVE

TO GO ON WITH

THIS MARRIAGE

WITH THOMASIN.

IF YOU SAY SO.

THEN MRS. YEOBRIGHT

SHOULD TELL HIM

THERE'S SOMEONE ELSE

WHO ALSO WANTS

TO MARRY THOMASIN--

YOU.

MRS. YEOBRIGHT HAS

NEVER CONSIDERED ME

GOOD ENOUGH.

SHE DOESN'T HAVE

TO USE YOUR NAME.

THIS DEVILISH RED

THAT YOU FIND

SO OFFENDING...

WOULD GRADUALLY

DISAPPEAR, YOU KNOW,

IF I WENT BACK

TO FARMING.

PERHAPS IT'S NOT

A GOOD IDEA.

I'LL SPEAK TO HER.

AND I THANK YOU.

I DON'T FIND YOU

OFFENSIVE,

JUST UNUSUAL.

I CAN'T GIVE YOU

AN ANSWER YET.

I NEED TIME.

I'VE GIVEN YOU

THREE WEEKS.

MRS. YEOBRIGHT TOLD ME

SOMEBODY ELSE HAS ASKED

TO MARRY THOMASIN.

AND AM I SUPPOSED

TO ACCEPT

THOMASIN YEOBRIGHT'S

CASTOFFS?

YOU KNOW THAT

THAT'S NOT SO.

COME WITH ME

TO BRISTOL.

WE'LL MARRY AND TURN

OUR BACKS ON ENGLAND.

THE YEOBRIGHTS

CAN BE DAMNED.

A WEEK.

GIVE ME A WEEK.

CLYM YEOBRIGHT

IS DUE HOME TOMORROW.

THOMASIN AND HER AUNT

WILL BE OCCUPIED

WITH HIM.

THIS WILL BE

OUR CHANCE.

I HEAR CLYM YEOBRIGHT'S

A YOUNG MAN WHOSE STAR

IS ON THE RISE,

WELL-FAVORED, WELL-READ,

MANAGER OF

A DIAMOND BUSINESS

IN PARIS.

A GRAND LIFE IN THE MOST

GLORIOUS CITY ON EARTH.

AND WHAT HAS THAT

TO DO WITH US?

I'VE HEARD IT SAID

CLYM YEOBRIGHT AND I

"WOULD MAKE

A PRETTY PIGEON PAIR"--

IDLE TALK

FROM IGNORANT PEOPLE,

EUSTACIA.

I CAN'T LIVE

IN TORMENT LIKE THIS.

EITHER TELL ME YES...

OR SET ME FREE.

OH, NO.

YOU MUST NOT KISS ME

UNTIL I'VE MADE UP

MY MIND.

OH, CLYM,

I CAN'T BELIEVE

YOU'RE REALLY HOME.

WELL, HERE I AM, AT LAST.

JUST IN TIME

FOR CHRISTMAS.

WE PICKED THE HOLLY,

AND THOMASIN

HAS BROUGHT DOWN

THE CHOICEST APPLES

FROM STORAGE,

JUST FOR YOU.

THE RIBSTONES--

YOUR FAVORITES.

WE MUST SOUND

VERY RUSTIC

TO THIS GENTLEMAN

FROM PARIS.

AH, A FINE WINTER'S DAY--

CRISP APPLES WAITING,

HOLLY BOUGHS

HEAVY WITH BERRIES...

SO, THAT'S WHERE

YOU GOT THOSE SCRATCHES.

THOMASIN, YOU'VE BLOSSOMED

BEYOND MY EXPECTATIONS.

HOW DOES MY MOTHER

KEEP SUITORS

FROM OVERRUNNING

BLOOMS

HMM.

IT'S NOT BEEN EASY.

STOP.

WHAT IS IT?

I'VE PICTURED THIS

FOR SO LONG.

MOTHER, I WANT TO WALK

THE LAST MILE HOME.

YOU DON'T KNOW

HOW I'VE DREAMED

OF COMING UPON THE HOUSE

FROM THE PATH

ACROSS MY BELOVED HEATH.

I HAVE SOMETHING

TO TELL YOU LATER,

MOTHER,

BUT RIGHT NOW,

I TAKE MY LEAVE OF YOU.

CHRISTIAN.

WALK ON.

GOOD EVENING.

YES.

WHAT'S WRONG, CLYM?

YOU'VE HAD

HARDLY A WORD FOR US

SINCE YOU WALKED HOME.

THOMASIN THINKS YOU'RE

DISAPPOINTED IN US

AFTER ALL.

ON MY WAY

OVER THE HEATH,

JUST BY MISTOVER,

I SAW...A VISION,

A MAIDEN SO RARE IN LOOKS,

I'VE BEEN STANDING HERE

IN SILENCE

TRYING TO RECALL HER FACE

AND FEARING I'D LOSE IT.

SHE HAD BLACK HAIR

AND...PAGAN EYES--

THE RAW MATERIAL

OF DIVINITY.

SHE SPOKE ONLY ONE WORD,

BUT IT WAS LIKE THE SOUND

OF SOFT MUSIC.

MOTHER--

CURSE THIS DAY.

DO IT PROPER THIS TIME.

PUT YOUR VISORS ON.

GET YOUR SWORD.

GET YOUR SHIELD.

PUT YOUR MASK

AND HELMET ON.

REHEARSE IT RIGHT.

GET YOUR SWORD UP

AND GO.

HERE COME I, ST. GEORGE,

THE VALIANT MAN,

WITH GLITTERING SWORD

AND SHIELD IN HAND.

WHAT MORTAL MAN

WOULD DARE TO STAND

BEFORE ME

WITH MY SWORD IN HAND?

OH, I BE FRIGHTENED.

CHARLEY!

HERE COME I,

THE TURKISH KNIGHT,

COME FROM

THE TURKISH LAND

TO FIGHT.

I'LL FIGHT THIS MAN

WITH COURAGE BOLD.

IF HIS BLOOD'S HOT,

I'LL MAKE IT COLD.

MY BLOOD IS HOT

AS ANY FIRE,

SO I MUST SAY THEE NAY.

FOR WITH MY TRUSTY

SWORD AND SHIELD,

I'LL TAKE THY LIFE AWAY.

YOU WOULDN'T HAVE PASSED

AS MUMMERS IN OUR TIME.

STILL, IT'LL

HAVE TO DO.

YOUR FIRST OUTING'S

MONDAY NIGHT--

MRS. YEOBRIGHT'S.

SHE'S HAVING

A BIT OF A PARTY

FOR HER SON CLYM'S

HOMECOMING.

SEE THAT YOUR COSTUMES

ARE READY.

RIGHT. OFF HOME,

ALL OF YOU.

GOOD NIGHT THEN.

GOOD NIGHT.

CHARLEY?

YOU'RE

THE TURKISH KNIGHT,

AREN'T YOU, CHARLEY?

HERE COME I,

YE TURKISH KNIGHT.

COME FROM

THE TURKISH LAND

TO FIGHT.

I'LL FIGHT THIS MAN

WITH COURAGE BOLD.

IF HIS BLOOD'S HOT,

I'LL MAKE IT COLD.

WHAT A MIND YOU HAVE

FOR MEMORY.

IN YOUR HEART,

YOU'D DO ALMOST

ANYTHING FOR ME,

WOULDN'T YOU,

CHARLEY?

I'LL DO A GOOD DEAL,

MISS.

LET ME PLAY YOUR PART

FOR ONE NIGHT.

I'LL PAY YOU...

1/2 CROWN.

5 SHILLINGS?

NO...

NOT MONEY.

WHAT THEN?

WHAT YOU FORBADE ME

AT THE MAYPOLING, MISS,

WHEN YOU WOULDN'T

JOIN HANDS WITH ME

IN THE RING.

IF YOU'LL LET ME

HOLD YOUR HAND...

15 MINUTES...

FIVE.

YEAH.

NO...

NOT WITH THE GLOVE.

MAKE ROOM, MAKE ROOM,

MY GALLANTS, ROOM!

GIVE US SPACE TO RHYME.

WE COME TO SHOW

ST. GEORGE'S PLAY

UPON THIS CHRISTMASTIME.

AND IF YOU DON'T

BELIEVE MY WORD,

I'LL STRAIGHTWAY

CALL OUT, WALK IN,

O GREAT ST. GEORGE,

WALK IN, WALK IN,

AND BOLDLY NOW BEGIN.

HERE COME I,

ST. GEORGE,

THE VALIANT MAN,

WITH GLITTERING SWORD

AND SPEAR IN HAND.

WHAT MORTAL MAN

WOULD DARE TO STAND

BEFORE ME

WITH MY SWORD IN HAND?

HERE COME I,

THE TURKISH KNIGHT,

COME FROM

THE TURKISH LAND

TO FIGHT.

I'LL FIGHT THIS MAN

WITH COURAGE BOLD.

IF HIS BLOOD'S HOT,

I'LL MAKE IT COLD.

MY BLOOD IS HOT

AS ANY FIRE.

SO I MUST SAY THEE NAY.

FOR WITH MY TRUSTY

SWORD AND SHIELD,

I'LL TAKE THY LIFE AWAY.

THERE. YOU'RE A BIT

TOO REAL, LAD.

CALL IN THE SECOND,

THAT CHAMPION WHOM I DREAD.

WHERE IS THE SARACEN?

HE DOES LONG DELAY.

THAT HERO OF RENOWN.

WAIT!

WAS I SEEING THINGS?

OH!

IT IS YOU.

YOU'RE NOT A BOY.

THANK YOU...

SIRE.

I'M...

AMAZED.

THEN I'VE PLAYED

MY PART WELL.

CLYM!

HERE YOU ARE.

DID YOU SEE HER?

WHO WAS THAT

LOVELY CREATURE?

EUSTACIA VYE,

THE CAPTAIN'S

GRANDDAUGHTER

FROM MISTOVER KNAP.

WHY WASN'T SHE INVITED?

OH, COME NOW.

WHAT'S THE MYSTERY?

NOW, DON'T FORCE ME

TO SPEAK ILL OF HER.

IT WILL ONLY

WHET YOUR INTEREST.

I KNOW ALL ABOUT MEN

AND FORBIDDEN FRUIT.

NOW, COME INSIDE,

CLYM.

YOUR VISIT

WILL BE SO SHORT.

COME AND LET

YOUR OLD FRIENDS

ENJOY YOUR COMPANY.

YOU'RE NOT AN EASY MAN

TO FIND, REDDLEMAN.

AN ODD HOUR

TO COME LOOKING.

I'VE THOUGHT

ABOUT WHAT YOU SAID,

ABOUT THE NEED

TO MAKE MR. WILDEVE

COME TO HIS SENSES.

DID YOUNG MR. YEOBRIGHT

ENJOY YOUR PERFORMANCE

TONIGHT?

AND SINCE YOU SEEM

SO PERSONALLY INTERESTED

IN THE OUTCOME

OF THIS MATTER,

I SUGGEST YOU DELIVER

THE NEWS TO DAMON WILDEVE.

ME?

I SHALL WRITE

A FINAL LETTER TO HIM.

YOU MUST DELIVER IT

ON SATURDAY,

WHEN I PROMISED TO MEET HIM

AT SHADWATER FALLS.

I'M FOOLISH...

BUT I'M NOT A FOOL.

IF THIS IS

SOME BREATHLESS WHIM

BROUGHT ON BY A BRUSH

WITH THE DASHING

MR. YEOBRIGHT,

I'LL NOT ACT THE IDIOT

FOR YOU.

YOU'RE APT

TO CHANGE YOUR MIND

WHEN HE RETURNS

TO PARIS.

I'M BOTH A FOOL

AND FOOLISH.

I'M TOO FOOLISH

TO UNDERSTAND YOUR WISH

TO SEE THOMASIN HAPPY

IN THE ARMS OF ANOTHER...

BUT I WAS FOOL ENOUGH

TO THINK YOU MEANT IT.

WRITE THE LETTER.

I'LL GIVE IT TO HIM.

DEAR MR. WILDEVE,

THE MORE

I CONSIDER THE MATTER,

THE MORE I AM CONVINCED

THERE MUST BE AN END

TO OUR ACQUAINTANCE.

I HAVE DECIDED

ONCE AND FOR ALL

THAT WE MUST HOLD

NO FURTHER COMMUNICATION.

EUSTACIA VYE.

WILL THOU, DAMON,

HAVE THIS WOMAN

TO THY WEDDED WIFE,

TO LIVE TOGETHER

AFTER GOD'S ORDINANCE

IN THE HOLY STATE

OF MATRIMONY,

TO LOVE, COMFORT,

HONOR, AND KEEP HER

IN SICKNESS

AND IN HEALTH,

AND FORSAKING ALL OTHER,

KEEP THEE ONLY UNTO HER

SO LONG AS YOU BOTH

SHALL LIVE?

I WILL.

WILL THOU, THOMASIN,

HAVE THIS MAN

TO THY WEDDED HUSBAND,

TO LIVE TOGETHER

AFTER GOD'S ORDINANCE

IN THE HOLY STATE

OF MATRIMONY,

OBEY AND SERVE HIM,

LOVE, HONOR, AND KEEP HIM

IN SICKNESS AND HEALTH,

AND FORSAKING ALL OTHER,

KEEP THEE ONLY UNTO HIM

SO LONG AS YOU BOTH SHALL LIVE?

I WILL.

WITH THIS RING,

I THEE WED.

WITH THIS RING,

I THEE WED.

WITH ALL MY WORLDLY GOODS

I THEE ENDOW.

WITH ALL MY WORLDLY GOODS

I THEE ENDOW.

THOSE WHOM GOD

HAVE JOINED TOGETHER,

LET NO MAN PUT ASUNDER.

AAH! AAH!

EUSTACIA!

RUN!

JOHNNY!

GET HER

INTO THE CARRIAGE QUICK.

WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?

IS SHE ALL RIGHT?

EUSTACIA?

WALK ON.

SUSAN NUNSUCH

STABBED EUSTACIA VYE.

IF BLOOD

BE DRAWN IN CHURCH,

IT STOPS

THE BEWITCHING.

SUSAN WAS FRIGHTENED

FOR HER JOHNNY.

WHAT NONSENSE.

BLOODLETTING IN CHURCH.

STUPID SUPERSTITIONS.

KEEP AT IT, CHARLEY.

YES, CAPTAIN VYE.

MISS VYE.

I CAME TO SOLVE

THE MYSTERY

OF JUST WHO IS

EUSTACIA VYE.

YOU SEE HER BEFORE YOU.

YES, BUT IS SHE

THAT MISTY APPARITION

WHO APPEARED IN A FOG

ON THE HEATH,

OR IS SHE THE TURKISH KNIGHT

WHO WAS SLAIN AT MY FEET?

OR IS SHE THE WITCH,

WHO FOR HER CRIMES

WAS STABBED THIS MORNING

IN EAST EGDON CHURCH?

ALL THREE, I FEAR.

YOU HAVE

MY CONFESSION.

I BLUSH FOR MY

NATIVE EGDON, MISS VYE,

THAT SUCH IGNORANCE

STILL EXISTS HERE.

IS THE INJURY SERIOUS?

IT WAS SHAMEFUL

OF SUSAN NUNSUCH.

I WASN'T AWARE

I HAD SUCH

A MAGIC REPUTATION.

I CAN'T IMAGINE ANYONE

THINKING YOU GUILTY

OF SUCH THINGS,

BEWITCHING AS YOU MAY BE.

I'VE BEEN BLAMED

FOR MANY THINGS,

EVEN THE DELAYED WEDDING

OF THOMASIN.

IS THERE TRUTH

IN WHAT THEY SAY

ABOUT MR. WILDEVE?

I ONCE FOUND HIM

AMUSING COMPANY,

BUT I'VE SENT HIM

A LETTER

REFUSING

TO SEE HIM AGAIN,

HOPING THAT HE WOULD

MARRY THOMASIN.

I SUCCEEDED.

AN HONORABLE THING

TO DO.

THERE ARE THOSE

WHO'D SAY

I CONFESSED

TO APPEAR INNOCENT

IN YOUR EYES.

THE ONLY THING

YOU'RE GUILTY OF

IS NOT APPEARING

HERE LIKE THIS

FIVE YEARS AGO

AND SAVING ME

A JOURNEY TO PARIS.

IT'S A DREAM LIFE

YOU'VE LEAD, I'M SURE.

THAT'S FOR ANOTHER DAY.

I'LL CALL AGAIN SOON

AND OFTEN,

IF YOU'LL ALLOW ME.

I'D BE DISAPPOINTED

IF YOU DIDN'T.

WALK ON.

BYE, AUNT.

BYE, CLYM.

GOODBYE.

GOOD LUCK.

MOTHER, I FEEL

IT WAS TRUE FATE

THAT BROUGHT ME

BACK HERE

TO THE HEATH.

YOUR NIECE IS WED.

YOUR SON'S HOME.

YOU CAN REJOICE

TWICE IN ONE DAY.

YOU'RE GOING BACK

TO A BETTER LIFE IN PARIS.

NO, MOTHER.

I'M NOT GOING BACK.

WHAT?

NOW I CAN TELL YOU

MY GREAT SECRET.

I INTEND TO STUDY

AND START A SCHOOL HERE

TO EDUCATE FARMERS'

SONS AND DAUGHTERS.

NO, CLYM, YOU CANNOT.

YOU CANNOT THROW AWAY

ALL THOSE YEARS OF STUDY

AND PROSPERITY IN PARIS.

WHAT FOR?

TO WIDEN THEIR WORLD,

BANISH IGNORANCE

AND SUPERSTITION...

CLYM.

THE LIKES OF WHICH

MOVED SUSAN NUNSUCH

TO STAB MISS VYE

IN CHURCH TODAY.

WELL, PERHAPS

YOU SHOULD KNOW,

THEY BELIEVE IT WAS

EUSTACIA VYE'S FAULT

THAT MR. WILDEVE

DALLIED SO LONG

BEFORE MARRYING

YOUR COUSIN.

MOTHER, I KNOW.

MISS VYE

TOLD ME SO

LESS THAN

AN HOUR AGO.

THE TRUTH CLEVERLY TOLD

IS THE BIGGEST LIE OF ALL.

SHE EXPECTED PEOPLE

TO SAY THAT.

OH, YOU ARE

BLINDED, CLYM.

I WANT YOU TO MEET HER,

GET TO KNOW HER.

MEET HER?

NO.

NO, NEVER.

THE CRUELEST THING

NEXT TO DEATH

A MOTHER CAN SUFFER--

TO SEE AN UNFIT CREATURE

TAKING OVER THE MIND

AND LIFE OF HER

ONLY SON.

DON'T MAKE ME SPEAK TO YOU

IN A WAY

WE WILL BOTH REGRET.

ARE YOU SURE

WE SHOULD DIG THESE UP?

OH, CHRISTIAN.

A FINE SPECIMEN.

LOOK AT THAT.

JUST THINK...

AN ANCIENT DRUID

WAS IN HERE.

WHAT A CEREMONY

THAT MUST'VE BEEN.

YOU FOUND THE CHOICEST

OF THE LOT, CLYM.

SOME MAN'S BONES

BEEN RESTING IN THAT POT

FOR A THOUSAND YEARS.

NO MAN RESTS HERE.

THIS URN HOLDS

A BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN,

WHO DIED OF HEARTBREAK

BECAUSE HER WORLD

BEGAN AND ENDED

ON THIS HORRIBLE HEATH.

YOU'VE DONE HER

A GREAT FAVOR.

NOW HER SPIRIT

CAN ESCAPE THIS PLACE

AND SEE WHAT WONDERS

HAVE COME TO PASS.

HER FIRST STOP

WILL BE PARIS,

NO DOUBT.

WHAT DO YOU THINK, TIMOTHY?

WOULDN'T SHE BE

THE PERFECT ONE

TO JOIN ME IN TEACHING

THE YOUNG ONES

ROUND HERE?

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT,

CLYM,

I CAN'T IMAGINE

SUCH AN IDEA

EVER ENTERING HER HEAD.

HA HA.

I HEAR YOU ATTENDED

THE OPENING OF A BARROW

ON THE HEATH.

WELL, DID THEY FIND

ANY BURIAL URNS?

A FEW.

I WOULD'VE LIKED

TO HAVE HAD ONE.

AS PART OF

THE HISTORY

OF THIS PLACE.

YOU'RE TRYING

TO MAKE ME FEEL GUILTY

FOR SEEING EUSTACIA VYE

THESE PAST FEW WEEKS.

YOU KNOW FULL WELL

I GAVE HER THE URN,

MY SHARE

OF THE EXCAVATION.

IT'S NOT THE URN

I CARE ABOUT.

IT'S YOU.

IF NOT FOR HER,

YOU'D HAVE

RETURNED TO PARIS.

THREE MONTHS

YOU'VE WASTED.

ABSENT I WAS A HERO,

IN THE FLESH A DISGRACE?

IN DEFERENCE TO YOU,

I HAVE

DECIDED TO ESTABLISH

A FINE PRIVATE SCHOOL

IN BUDMOUTH.

IT MAY NOT

MAKE ME RICH,

BUT YOU CAN TAKE PRIDE

IN MY REPUTATION

AS AN EDUCATOR.

DAY AFTER DAY,

READING, READING,

READING.

YOU'LL GO BLIND

BEFORE YOU FIND ANYTHING

TO LIFT THE LOT

OF THESE HEATH PEOPLE.

THEY'VE BEEN CONTENT

FOR CENTURIES.

LET THEM HAVE

THEIR GHOSTS

AND THEIR CURSES.

THERE'S AN ECLIPSE

OF THE MOON TONIGHT.

I'M GOING OUT TO SEE IT.

PERHAPS YOU SHOULD

TELL HER...

CHRISTIAN CANTLE

SAYS DEAD FOLKS COME

TO CLAIM THEIR OWN

FROM PEOPLE

WHO KEEP THOSE

BURIAL URNS.

I'D BE ASHAMED

TO LET HER THINK

MY MOTHER WOULD EVEN

REPEAT SUCH THINGS.

OH, MY DARLING,

WHAT IS IT?

WHENEVER YOU'RE

A FEW MINUTES LATE,

I FEAR OUR LOVE IS OVER.

NEVER.

I KEEP YOU WAITING

SO I CAN FEEL YOU

CLING TO ME SO

DESPERATELY.

SHAME ON YOU,

BUT YOU'RE RIGHT.

IT DOES SEND

THE BLOOD RUSHING.

I CAN FEEL IT.

YOU'RE MISSING THE ECLIPSE.

YOU LOOK AT IT.

TELL ME

WHAT YOU SEE.

A GREAT AND EXCITING

DISCOVERY.

IT CHANGED MAN'S

WHOLE VIEW OF THE WORLD.

COME NOW.

ALL THAT IN ONE

LITTLE ECLIPSE?

OH, YES!

I CAN SENSE THE WAY

THAT COPERNICUS

OR EVEN COLUMBUS

MUST'VE FELT

WATCHING THAT CURVED

SHADOW OF THE EARTH

CREEP ACROSS THE MOON

AND REALIZING

THAT THE WORLD

WAS REALLY ROUND,

NOT FLAT, AS ALL

THE ANCIENTS SUPPOSED.

DID YOU SEE IT?

I SEE IT NOW

IN YOUR EYES.

SOMETHING ELSE...

SOMETHING

THAT FRIGHTENS ME.

WHAT ELSE?

WHAT ELSE DO YOU SEE?

SADNESS.

YOUR MOTHER KNOWS

OF OUR MEETINGS

AND SPEAKS

AGAINST ME.

ALL I KNOW

IS WE CANNOT

GO ON LIKE THIS.

IT'S NOT SEEING YOU

THAT HAS TO END.

IT'S PARTING FROM YOU

THAT I CAN NO LONGER

ENDURE.

BE MY WIFE.

SPEAK TO ME OF PARIS.

IS THERE ANY OTHER PLACE

LIKE IT ON EARTH?

TELL ME OF

THE TUILERIES

AND THE LOUVRE.

I HATE

TALKING OF PARIS.

I'M FINISHED WITH PARIS.

I THOUGHT IT

A SMALL THING TO ASK.

WELL, THERE IS

ONE SUNNY ROOM

IN THE LOUVRE,

WHICH WOULD MAKE

A FITTING PLACE

FOR YOU TO LIVE.

THE GALERIE

D'APOLLON.

IN THE EARLY MORNING,

IT IS A PERFECT

BLAZE OF SPLENDOR.

I USED TO VISIT IT

ON SUNDAYS.

OH, YES.

I DISLIKE

ENGLISH SUNDAYS SO MUCH.

HOW I SHOULD CHIME IN

WITH THEIR MANNERS

OVER THERE.

WE'LL GO BACK THERE,

WON'T WE?

I HAVE VOWED NOT

TO GO BACK, EUSTACIA.

YOU KNOW

I PLAN TO TEACH.

I'D RATHER LIVE AND DIE

IN A HERMITAGE HERE

WITH PROPER WORK TO DO.

YOU COULD TEACH ENGLISH

IN PARIS.

IT'S PARIS

YOUR HEART IS SET ON.

I WAS A FOOL

TO THINK IT WAS ME.

NO, CLYM, NO.

NO, IT IS YOU.

YOU'LL NEVER STAY

WITH YOUR PLAN TO TEACH,

I'M QUITE SURE.

WE'LL SOON BE IN PARIS.

SO I PROMISE YOU...

I PROMISE THAT

I WILL BE YOURS

FOREVER AND EVER.

I'LL TAKE THAT

AS A YES,

IF YOU'RE AFRAID

TO SAY IT.

YES.

OH, YES.

YES.

ANOTHER ROUND,

MR. WILDEVE!

WHAT IS IT?

YOU LOOK ILL.

I'VE JUST BEEN

AT THE QUIET WOMAN.

CAPTAIN VYE ANNOUNCED

THAT YOU AND EUSTACIA VYE

ARE ENGAGED

TO BE MARRIED.

AND THEN HE TURNED...

AND WITNESSED

MY SURPRISE AND SHAME.

I'M SORRY.

YOU DON'T MAKE IT EASY

FOR ME TO TALK TO YOU.

YOU ALWAYS MAKE IT SOUND

AS THOUGH THE SUFFERING

YOU CAUSE ME IS MY FAULT.

I DON'T MEAN TO.

I WISH I NEVER LIVED

TO SEE THIS DAY,

SEE YOU THROWING AWAY

EVERYTHING...

FOR HER.

I WON'T SUFFER THIS

ANY LONGER IN MY OWN HOME.

I THINK....

YOU SHOULD

BESTOW YOUR PRESENCE...

WHERE YOU BESTOW

YOUR LOVE.

IF THIS IS THE SIZE

OF MOTHER LOVE,

THEN I'VE OUTGROWN IT.

I'M STILL YOUR SON

AND WILL SAY NO MORE,

BUT I'LL NO LONGER

INFLICT MYSELF UPON YOU.

I'LL GO.

I KNEW SHE

WOULDN'T SEE ME.

IT DOESN'T MATTER.

I'VE FOUND

A LITTLE COTTAGE.

WE CAN BE MARRIED

AT ONCE.

I'VE SAVED SOME MONEY

FROM MY POSITION IN PARIS.

WE'LL GET BY.

HOW LONG?

HOW LONG MUST WE LIVE

IN THIS LITTLE COTTAGE?

SIX MONTHS, PROBABLY.

I'LL HAVE FINISHED

MY READING,

AND I'LL BE READY

TO WORK IN BUDMOUTH.

SIX MONTHS.

NO MORE.

DO YOU PROMISE?

OF COURSE.

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

TELL ME AGAIN

OF THAT ONE SUNNY ROOM

IN THE LOUVRE.

WHICH ROOM WAS THAT?

THE ONE THAT WOULD

MAKE A FITTING PLACE

FOR ME TO LIVE.

FIRST, SET THE DATE.

A FORTNIGHT...

BUT TELL ME.

TELL ME AGAIN

OF THAT ROOM.

THE GALERIE D'APOLLON.

IN THE EARLY MORNING

WHEN THE SUN IS BRIGHT,

THE RAYS

BRISTLE AND DART

FROM THE GOLD

AND SILVER PLATE,

TO THE JEWELS

AND PRECIOUS STONES,

TILL THERE IS

A PERFECT NETWORK

OF LIGHT,

WHICH QUITE

DAZZLES THE EYE.

OH, YOU SHOULD'VE COME.

IT WAS QUITE BEAUTIFUL.

THAT WEDDING WAS

BORN OF TRICKERY.

EUSTACIA LOOKED SO HAPPY.

THEY MAKE

A HANDSOME PAIR.

CLYM!

I SAW THE GREAT

STEED PEGASUS

OUTSIDE OUR DOOR.

WE TALKED.

THE FIRST TIME I SAW YOU,

YOU HAD SMALL HORSE

FOR COMPANY, REMEMBER?

OF COURSE I REMEMBER.

IT WAS

THE SAME PONY, CLYM.

I'D LIKE TO THINK

HE BROUGHT YOU TO ME.

MAYBE HE DID.

JUST DON'T EVER LET HIM

TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME.

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

THE LIGHT IN HERE

IS NOT SO GOOD.

I HEARD YOU WERE

STILL ABOUT

ON THE HEATH,

BUT YOU NEVER

VISIT THE INN.

I HAVEN'T FOUND

THE OCCASION.

SINCE YOU HAVEN'T

VISITED ME,

I DECIDED

TO VISIT YOU.

FRIENDS DO THAT,

YOU KNOW.

WELL, IT'S A PLEASURE

I WASN'T EXPECTING.

YOU DON'T, UH...

YOU DON'T LOOK AS

HAPPY AS YOU SHOULD BE.

OH, WHO IS, DIGGORY?

WHO IS?

HUSBANDS WILL PLAY

THE TRUANT, YOU KNOW?

I THOUGHT YOU

MIGHT KNOW SOME WAY

TO KEEP DAMON HOME.

WELL, THAT'S DIFFICULT...

BECAUSE I CAN'T

IMAGINE ANYONE WANTING

TO LEAVE YOUR SIDE.

I'LL PUT MY MIND TO IT,

SEE IF THERE

MIGHT BE SOME WAY

OF KEEPING THE INNKEEPER

IN HIS INN.

CLYM, COME HERE.

LOOK AT THE MOON.

I WANT TO KNOW.

HOW DOES THAT MOON

APPEAR OVER PARIS TONIGHT?

YOU CAN TELL ME.

YOU CAN HARDLY SEE IT

THROUGH THE SMOKE

OF CHIMNEYS,

WITH BUILDINGS BLOCKING

ALMOST EVERY WINDOW.

'TIS FAR MORE

BEAUTIFUL HERE.

EUSTACIA.

OH, CLYM.

EUSTACIA!

HELP!

EUSTACIA!

HELP!

EUSTACIA!

CLYM!

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

I CAN'T SEE THE WORDS.

IT'S ALL BLURRED.

I THINK I'M GOING BLIND.

BLIND?

NO!

NO.

OH, MY BEAUTIFUL EUSTACIA.

PLEASE DON'T

LET YOUR FACE

BE LOST TO ME.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

OH, NO.

"THE 31st OF MAY, 1669.

"I MUST ENDEAVOR

TO KEEP A MARGIN

IN MY BOOK OPEN,

"TO ADD HERE AND THERE,

"AND NOTE IN SHORTHAND,

WITH MY OWN HAND,

"AND THUS END ALL

THAT I SHALL EVER

BE ABLE TO DO

"WITH MY OWN EYES,

IN THE KEEPING

OF MY JOURNAL."

SEE? EVEN

THE GREAT SAMUEL PEPYS

WHEN HE WAS BUT 36,

HAD HIS EYES

FAIL ON HIM.

IF IT WEREN'T FOR

THESE CURSED BOOKS,

YOU'D BE BRIGHT-EYED

AND BACK IN PARIS,

PROSPEROUS,

AND WE WOULD BE HAPPY,

NOT SITTING HERE

TALKING AS IF

THIS HALF-BLINDNESS

WAS SOME KIND

OF BLESSING.

YOU ARE MY BLESSING,

EUSTACIA.

FATE PUT YOU AT MY SIDE

BEFORE THIS HAPPENED.

I'LL HAVE

A SMALLER SCHOOL

NOW, TRUE,

BUT I CAN

TEACH FROM MEMORY.

WE CAN

STILL BE HAPPY.

GOOD DAY, CLYM!

IS THAT YOU,

HUMPHREY?

YES.

DIDN'T SEE YOU THERE.

THAT'S NO SURPRISE BY NOW.

HALF OF WHAT'S VISIBLE

AIN'T WORTH LOOKING AT,

WOULDN'T YOU SAY,

MRS. YEOBRIGHT?

I WAS SORRY TO HEAR

ABOUT YOUR CONDITION.

IF YOUR WORK WAS

AS LOW CLASS AS MINE,

YOU COULD GO ON.

YES.

YES!

HOW MUCH DO YOU GET

FOR CUTTING THOSE

FURZE BUNDLES?

HALF A CROWN

A HUNDRED.

ON LONG DAYS,

I CAN LIVE WELL

ON THE WAGES.

THE OUTDOOR EXERCISE

WILL DO ME GOOD.

I CAN KEEP DOWN

OUR EXPENDITURES.

WHAT WOULD I NEED?

I CAN LEND YOU

SOME LEATHER LEGGINGS

AND GAUNTLETS

TILL YOU GET YOUR OWN.

THEN YOU'LL NEED

A WHETSTONE, A HOOK,

SOME GOOD BOOTS.

WHEREABOUTS

DO YOU GO THEN?

THE GALERIE D'APOLLON...

IN THE EARLY MORNING...

WHEN THE SUN IS BRIGHT...

THE RAYS

BRISTLE AND DART...

UNTIL THERE IS

A PERFECT NETWORK OF LIGHT

THAT QUITE DAZZLES THE EYE.

CLYM?

EUSTACIA?

I COULDN'T

BELIEVE MY EARS.

SINGING?

IT'S ONLY

A LITTLE SONG.

WOULD YOU MIND IF I WENT

TO THE VILLAGE PICNIC

AT EAST EGDON?

TO DANCE?

YES, I SUPPOSE SO. YES.

OF COURSE.

IT WOULD BE GOOD FOR YOU.

ARE YOU JEALOUS?

OF COURSE I'M JEALOUS.

IT FRIGHTENS ME TO REALIZE

OTHER MEN NOW TAKE JOY

IN A BEAUTY

I CAN NO LONGER SEE.

YOU'RE MY HUSBAND.

IS THAT NOT ENOUGH?

ONLY IF YOU ARE MY WIFE,

WITHOUT REGRET.

I WON'T STAY LONG.

I'LL MEET YOU ON THE ROAD

AND BRING YOU HOME.

YES.

EUSTACIA.

DAMON.

NO ONE OUT THERE

HOLDS A CANDLE

TO YOU.

YOU STARTLED ME.

DO YOU STILL

LIKE TO DANCE

AS MUCH AS EVER?

I THINK SO.

WILL YOU

DANCE WITH ME?

YOUR HUSBAND

AND MY WIFE

ARE COUSINS.

CONSIDER ME

A HARMLESS RELATION.

EUSTACIA!

WELL, I JUST

DISCOVERED

SOMETHING.

AND WHAT

MIGHT THAT BE?

WITH OTHERS,

IT'S JUST

EXERCISE.

WITH YOU,

DANCE BECOMES

AN ART.

WHY, THANK YOU.

ALL SUCH EXAGGERATIONS

ARE APPRECIATED THESE DAYS.

I'M SORRY

TO HEAR

ABOUT CLYM.

TRULY.

WE ALL THOUGHT

HE WAS GOING

TO TAKE YOU

OFF TO PARIS.

PARIS WILL HAVE

TO DO WITHOUT ME...

FOR THE PRESENT,

AT LEAST.

HER LOSS

MORE THAN YOURS,

I'D SAY.

I MUST BE GOING.

I'LL WALK YOU HOME

IF YOU WANT.

CLYM IS COMING

TO MEET ME PART WAY.

IF YOU THINK IT

UNWISE...

YOU'RE IN

THE WRONG COMPANY

IF YOU'RE LOOKING

FOR WISDOM.

I THANK YOU FOR

WALKING WITH ME, DIGGORY.

WE MAKE GOOD COMPANY.

YOU HAVE TROUBLE SEEING,

AND I'D JUST AS SOON

NOT BE SEEN.

IS SOMEONE COMING?

IT'S CLYM.

HE'S WITH

DIGGORY VENN.

I SHOULD GO.

NEITHER OF THEM

WOULD BELIEVE

WE MET BY CHANCE.

GOOD NIGHT THEN.

THAT'S MRS. YEOBRIGHT

AND...

SOMEONE ELSE?

I--I...

CAN'T TELL.

CLYM, IT IS YOU.

MR. VENN.

DIGGORY, I LEAVE YOU

TO RETURN WITH A LADY

FAR TOO BEAUTIFUL

TO WALK ALONE.

DIDN'T ANYONE OFFER

TO WALK WITH YOU?

ONE OF THE HEATH PEOPLE

WALKED ME.

I KNOW SO FEW OF THEM

BY NAME.

WELL, I HOPE TO FIND YOU

BETTER SOON, CLYM.

GOODBYE TO YOU BOTH.

GOODBYE.

STRANGE.

YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE

I CAN TRUST

TO BRING ME BAD NEWS

WITH GOOD INTENTIONS.

YOUR SON'S MISFORTUNE

HAS LED WILDEVE TO SHOW,

UH...MORE THAN

CASUAL INTEREST

IN EUSTACIA AGAIN.

THIS CAN ONLY MEAN

MORE UNHAPPINESS

FOR CLYM AND THOMASIN,

I FEAR.

I PROTESTED AGAINST

THEIR MARRIAGES.

THEY DIDN'T LISTEN.

NOW I'M TOO WEAK.

I...I CAN DO NO MORE.

MAYBE IF YOU WOULD

MEND WITH YOUR SON.

I THINK YOUR PRESENCE

WOULD MAKE WILDEVE

WALK STRAIGHTER

THAN HE IS

INCLINED TO DO.

I WILL ADMIT TO YOU,

I HAVE THOUGHT OF IT.

I SHOULD WISH

TO DIE IN PEACE.

HE IS MY ONLY SON.

AS FOR THOMASIN,

I FORGAVE HER

LONG AGO...

AND I FORGIVE HIM NOW.

YES, PERHAPS

I SHOULD GO.

WHY HAVE YOU COME?

FOR THE SIGHT

OF YOU AGAIN.

WHY IS HE

SLEEPING THERE?

HE'S VERY TIRED.

HE GOES OUT

AT HALF PAST 4:00

CUTTING FURZE.

THE FATES HAVE

TREATED YOU POORLY.

CLYM IS A GOOD MAN.

MOST WOMEN WOULD GO FAR

FOR SUCH A HUSBAND.

YOU DON'T EVEN

BREATHE THE SAME AIR

AS MOST WOMEN.

GOD, HOW I ENVY HIM

THAT SLEEP.

KNOWING YOU'RE HERE

GIVES HIM

THAT PEACE OF MIND.

I HAVE NOT THAT PEACE.

CLYM?

IT'S HIS MOTHER.

MOTHER?

CLYM WILL LET HER IN.

I SHOULD LEAVE.

THIS WAY.

TRULY, EUSTACIA...

I'VE HAD ALL I CAME FOR.

GOODBYE.

MRS. YEOBRIGHT.

YOU LOOK AS THOUGH

YOU'VE SEEN A GHOST.

I'VE SEEN

WHAT'S WORSE...

A WOMAN'S FACE...

LOOKING AT ME

THROUGH A WINDOWPANE

LIKE A STRANGER.

YOU WANT ME

TO HELP GET YOU

TO MR. CLYM'S PLACE?

IT'S JUST DOWN THERE.

NO. I JUST

CAME FROM THERE.

THEY WOULDN'T

LET ME IN.

WOULDN'T LET YOU IN?

I'VE BEEN CAST OFF

BY MY SON.

WHAT IS IT, JOHNNY?

IT'S MRS. YEOBRIGHT.

I'VE GOT TO GET MR. CLYM.

MR. CLYM!

JOHNNY

SOMETHING TERRIBLE,

MR. CLYM!

EASY, LAD.

YOUR MOTHER,

MR. CLYM--

ON THE PATH AT

DEVIL'S BELLOWS.

I FOUND HER.

SHE'S DEAD, SIR.

NO!

SHE IS!

EUSTACIA...

SHOW ME! SHOW ME!

WHERE IS SHE,

JOHNNY?

THIS WAY, MR. CLYM.

MIND THE BRANCHES, CLYM.

CAREFUL NOW.

CLYM.

OH...

I DREAMED

SHE WAS COMING.

SHE WAS ON HER WAY

TO MY HOME,

BUT SHE COULDN'T

MAKE IT.

OH, NO, MR. CLYM.

SHE SAID

SHE'D ALREADY BEEN THERE,

BUT NO ONE WOULD

OPEN THE DOOR.

SHE SAID WHAT?

AND SHE SAID,

"I'VE BEEN CAST OFF

BY MY SON."

"CAST OFF BY MY SON"?

YES, MR. CLYM.

JOHNNY.

AND SHE ALSO SAID

SHE'D SEEN A WOMAN

IN THE WINDOW.

CHARLEY, THERE

MUST BE MORE TO IT.

THERE'S A STORY ON

THE HEATH, MR. CLYM,

THAT SOMEONE WAS SEEN

ENTERING THE HOUSE.

WHO?

I DON'T KNOW. A MAN.

I DIDN'T

SEE HIM MYSELF.

WHO SAW HIM?

SUSAN NUNSUCH SAW HIM.

TIMOTHY FAIRWAY SAW HIM.

WHO WAS IT?

I DON'T KNOW. A MAN.

THAT'S ALL I KNOW.

TELL ME.

THERE WAS A MAN HERE.

SOME ON THE HEATH

SAW HIM ENTER.

TELL ME, OR I'LL--

KILL ME?

PLEASE DO.

THE LIFE

YOU'VE FORCED ME

TO LIVE HERE

WOULD MAKE

DYING SEEM EASY.

I'LL NOT KILL YOU.

I'LL NOT MAKE YOU

A MARTYR.

HOW BEWITCHED I WAS.

HOW COULD

THERE BE ANY GOOD

IN A WOMAN

EVERYBODY SPOKE ILL OF?

I CONFESS.

I WILLFULLY

DIDN'T OPEN THE DOOR

WHEN SHE KNOCKED

BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU'D

GONE TO DO IT YOURSELF.

THAT IS THE EXTENT

OF MY CRIME TOWARD HER.

I'VE COMMITTED

NO CRIME AGAINST YOU...

EXCEPT FOR A LITTLE

SELF-PITY, PERHAPS.

I HAVE LIVED ON PROMISES

YOU NEVER MADE.

IT'S MY NATURE.

I HAVE

A HUNGRY IMAGINATION,

AND IT STARVED HERE.

WAS THE MAN

IN THE HOUSE WILDEVE?

OH, CLYM,

THE TRUTH WOULD

SPOIL THIS GRAND RAGE

YOU'VE BEEN FEEDING.

HERE WE ARE...

STILL WITHIN REACH

OF EACH OTHER,

BUT THE DARKEST THOUGHTS

A MAN COULD THINK

ARE BETWEEN US NOW

FOREVER.

GOODBYE.

GREAT CHANCES

HAVE BEEN LOST TO US...

SINCE THAT...

MISTY NIGHT

YOU FIRST SAID...

"GOOD EVENING."

PEOPLE ASK ME,

"WHO'S THAT OLD MAN

LIVING AT BLOOMS"

HELLO, THOMASIN.

TWO MONTHS NOW,

AND EVERY DAY

YOU AGE A YEAR.

SEND FOR HER, CLYM.

I'VE THOUGHT OF IT,

BUT THE HURT OF IT ALL

COMES BACK.

I HAVE HURT, TOO.

I'M SURE YOU CAN GUESS,

BUT I NEVER

TURN HOPE AWAY.

IF I DON'T

HEAR FROM HER SOON,

I'LL WRITE TO HER.

I DON'T REJOICE

IN EMPTY ROOMS.

DO IT NOW!

TOMORROW'S

THE 5th OF NOVEMBER.

THE BONFIRES

WILL BE LIT.

MAKE IT AN OCCASION

TO REMEMBER.

AH, YOU REMIND ME.

THESE NEED CLEANING.

A LOADED PISTOL

ATTRACTS DAMPNESS

THIS WEATHER.

I'VE NEVER MEDDLED

IN YOUR AFFAIRS,

GRANDDAUGHTER,

AND I'VE NEVER ASKED

WHAT PASSED BETWEEN YOU.

I'LL ONLY SAY

YOU APPEARED HAPPIER

WHEN YOU HAD HIM

UNDER UNFORTUNATE

CIRCUMSTANCES,

HAPPIER THAN YOU SEEM

NOW THAT YOU DON'T

HAVE HIM AT ALL.

MISS EUSTACIA,

TOMORROW NIGHT'S

THE 5th OF NOVEMBER.

I'LL LIGHT YOU

A ROARING BONFIRE

THAT'LL PUT ALL

THE OTHERS TO SHAME.

YOU'D LIKE THAT,

WOULDN'T YOU NOW?

AYE. THERE GO MY BEST

THORN ROOTS AGAIN.

EUSTACIA.

I SAW

YOUR SIGNAL FIRE.

I HURRIED.

CHARLEY LIT IT.

I DIDN'T MEAN

TO SIGNAL YOU.

I'M GLAD

I CAME ANYWAY.

I'VE DONE YOU

A GREAT HARM,

EUSTACIA.

PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

NOT YOU.

IT'S THIS PLACE.

YOU DO NOT DESERVE WHAT

YOU HAVE GOT, EUSTACIA.

I...

IF THERE IS ANYTHING

I CAN DO, NAME IT.

ANYTHING

YOU WANT BOUGHT,

ANY PLACE

YOU WANT TO GO.

WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE

THIS PLACE ALTOGETHER?

YES.

I'M NOT WANTED HERE.

MY HUSBAND

DOES NOT CALL TO ME.

IF YOU COULD HELP ME

AS FAR AS BUDMOUTH,

I CAN GET TO PARIS

MYSELF.

THAT'S WHERE I WANT TO BE.

SHALL I...

COME WITH YOU

TO PARIS?

MEET ME AT SHADWATER

AT MIDNIGHT.

DRIVE ME TO BUDMOUTH

FOR THE MORNING BOAT,

AND I'LL TELL YOU THEN.

PLEASE GO NOW.

THE NOTION WILL MELT

IF WE TALK ABOUT IT.

I'LL NOT SAY A WORD

AGAINST IT.

TILL MIDNIGHT.

I'M HOME, JOHNNY.

FEELING BETTER?

OH, YOU'RE

STILL BURNING.

I'LL MAKE YOU BETTER,

JOHNNY.

YOU'LL BE BETTER NOW.

A LETTER

FOR MISS EUSTACIA

FROM MR. CLYM.

SHE'S ASLEEP,

BUT SHE'LL BE PLEASED

TO HAVE IT

IN THE MORNING.

THANK YOU.

MY DEAR EUSTACIA,

I AM OBEYING MY HEART

IN WRITING TO YOU.

I BEG YOU TO FORGIVE ME

AND SAY YOU WILL RETURN.

COME TO ME.

YOUR HUSBAND AS EVER, CLYM.

WALK ON.

HYAH! HYAH!

OH, CLYM!

CAPTAIN VYE'S

JUST BEEN TO SEE ME.

AT THIS HOUR?

EUSTACIA'S DISAPPEARED

FROM HIS HOUSE,

AND DAMON

HAS JUST DRIVEN OFF.

THEY MAY BE

LEAVING TOGETHER.

WHOA!

DAMON.

DAMON!

WHERE IS SHE?

THERE SHE IS,

ON THE BRIDGE!

EUSTACIA!

NO!

EUSTACIA!

WHAT'S HAPPENED?

I CAN'T SEE HER!

WHERE IS SHE?

SHE'S GONE!

THERE SHE IS!

WHERE?

I'VE LOST HER!

EUSTACIA!

SHE'S THERE!

IS SHE ALL RIGHT?

I CAN'T SEE HER!

SHE'S IN THE FLOW!

NO, DAMON, SHE'S GONE!

IT'S TOO LATE!

PLEASE, PLEASE, DON'T!

THOMASIN, WHAT IS IT?

PLEASE, PLEASE!

HELP THEM!

PLEASE!

DAMON!

DAMON, I'M COMING!

DAMON!

OH, DAMON.

DAMON.

NO!

OH...

MY LOVE.

I LIED TO YOU,

EUSTACIA.

I LIED.

THE MOON ABOVE PARIS

IS BEAUTIFUL.

IT IS.

EUSTACIA.

EUSTACIA!

♪ SHE CRIED,

"I AM UNDONE!" ♪

♪ OH, HUSH YOUR TONGUE,

YOU FOOLISH GIRL ♪

♪ FOR THE FOGGY,

FOGGY DEW IS GONE ♪

♪ I NEVER TOLD HER

OF MY THOUGHTS ♪

♪ AND I NEVER

INTEND TO DO ♪

♪ BUT THE WAY SHE GIVES ME

A WINK OR A SMILE... ♪

HELLO, MR. CLYM.

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

IT SOUNDS LIKE THEY'RE

GETTING A PROPER START.

DO THEY LOOK HAPPY?

AYE, HAPPY

AND THEN SOME.

YOU OUGHT TO GO IN

AND JOIN THEM.

IT'S YOUR HOUSE.

TAKE ANOTHER LOOK.

WOULD YOU SAY

THEY MISSED ME?

NOT A BIT

IN THE WORLD.

TO DIGGORY AND THOMASIN--

A LONG AND HAPPY LIFE.

OH, CHARLEY,

I ALMOST FORGOT.

FROM THAT FIRST DAY

I CAME CALLING AT

MISTOVER KNAP--

DO YOU REMEMBER?

YES, SIR, I DO.

I COULD TELL

YOU WERE FOND

OF MISS EUSTACIA.

HERE'S A TRESS

OF HER HAIR.

I THINK

SHE'D LIKE YOU

TO HAVE IT.

SHE OFTEN MENTIONED

YOU WERE KIND TO HER.

AND SO I TEACH,

NOT FROM ANY CREED

OR SYSTEM OF PHILOSOPHY,

BUT FROM THE OPINIONS

AND THE ACTIONS

COMMON TO ALL GOOD MEN.

I TEACH BECAUSE...

TO TEACH IS TO LEARN...

TO LEARN THAT LOVE CAN

ONLY BE GIVEN, NEVER TAKEN,

TO LEARN THAT

ONE SHOULD FORGIVE QUICKLY

BECAUSE TIME IS SHORT,

TO LEARN THAT TRUE BEAUTY,

LIKE THE BEAUTY OF TRUTH,

NEVER DIES.

EUSTACIA?

MY EUSTACIA.

AS YOU KNOW,

MY DEAR FRIENDS,

THIS BELOVED COUNTRYSIDE,

WHICH CALLED ME HOME,

I CAN NOW ONLY DIMLY SEE.

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The Return of the Native (1994) - full transcript