The Secret Garden (1949) - full transcript

You get used to it when you've been out East a bit.

the Cholera, the Plague

it strikes white men and native

Men, women and children, they die by the thousands.

The cholera makes no distinction.

For a long while nobody knows who's dead and who got away to the hills.

Nobody knows but the vultures

circling . . .

waiting

Mostly this is what you have afterwards

An empty place with no breathing soul . . .



It's not England, Barney.

I venture to say that you'll get used to it.

You haven't been here long enough

I have . . . .

Sadea and 'er husband, no children identified.

I had tea on this verandah once

John Lennox, Mrs John Lennox

If I'd been a Captain or better they'd have asked me again.

Remember Barney, I told you,

the cholera makes no distinctions.

Who are you?

I might ask, miss, who are you?

My name is Mary Lennox

and you haven't answered my question.



Where's my servant ?

where's cook ?

Sadee said my servant was ill

and then Sadee never came back.

Are you a relative of the Lennox's?

I told you my name was Mary Lennox

My father is Mr John Lennox

and my mother is Mrs John Lennox.

They went away.

They're always going away.

Your servants . .

. some of your servants became very ill

They . . . they died.

The others were frightened,

. . . they ran away to the hills.

I knew it, . . .

I knew they didn't all die.

Mother's right, she says you can't trust natives.

She ran away, didn't I tell you.

Humph !!

. . he's a silly looking man, isn't he?

. . with a silly looking hat.

They was identified Sir.

Well, be certain

Mr & Mrs John Lennox

check it again

They died at the hospital Sir.

No mistake

What's up Sir?

what's in there?

Their little girl.

I never knew they had any children.

Who's he?

Well he's my orderly, his name is Barney.

Why does he look so funny?

You needn't stand up, you're an officer, aren't you?

You'd better stand

I'm not supposed to be in here at all you know

if Mama should catch me, oh ....

You never come in here Mary?

Of course not. Children aren't permitted in the front of the house.

Don't you know anything?

I came here once

I didn't see you. Is that why?

Of course it's why.

She'll never see those . . .

I never even knew Mrs Lennox had a little girl.

Has she any more children?

No

well can't you see

I'm the only one here in the house.

Oh I meant

home in England perhaps?

Have you a Grandmother ?

Somebody else home in England?

Haven't you any Aunts or Uncles?

What's wrong with that man?

He's a common soldier, he should be standing at attention.

Barney.....

Yes Sir!

He looks funny.

Never mind about Barney.

There's something I've . . . . . . . got to tell you.

I shan’t be very good at it.

So you'll, . . you'll have to forgive me.

You see, I knew your mother.

She was a very beautiful woman.

I knew your father too. He was a fine man.

But w. w.. what I'm trying to say is

You must trust me

They're dead too

Ma ma didn't go away, she died !

I know how you loved her.

Stop talking!

I know how she must have loved you

Stop talking about her, she's dead!

and who’s going to take care of me!

On the boat to England

This is good of you, Nurse

looking after so many of them the whole long voyage to England.

Oh they looked after themselves

they became great friends.

Poor things, all of them orphans

Say goodbye Muriel darling

"Goodbye Muriel" ! Bye . .goodbye . . . bye... goodbye.. goodbye . . bye. .

Her Grandmother hasn't got any money

I heard Nurse say so

I hope my aunt's half a nice as Muriel's grandmother

Your Aunt probably hasn't got any money either

I'm going to live with my Uncle

in a great house in Yorkshire

It has a hundred rooms . .

and I shall have acres and acres of gardens

and a great many servants

My Uncle is Mr. Archibald Craven

and he has a great deal of money.

Your Uncle's a hunchback!

He is Not!

He is, he is , he is

He isn't he isn't!!

I heard Nurse say so!

I'll cut out your gizzard!

No, not just as we are saying goodbye

Can I help you?

These are the orphans from India I presume?

Which one is Mary Lennox?

Are you Mrs Medlock?

Yes

This one

Hmmm. . .

Unattractive, isn't she?

Oh .......I wouldn't say that Mrs Medlock, it's just her manner

I'm your uncle's housekeeper.

We've a long journey, come along.

Have you no luggage?

Unattractive, I call her.

Oh God!

Children. . children

Mrs Medlock

Mmgh...

Are we crossing the moors?

A bad night Mrs Medlock

Bad indeed Charles, a long and nasty journey

Is Mr Pitcher about?

Yes Ma’am

Fetch him will you?

Wait here a minute child

Good Evening Madam

Something amiss?

Oh. . oh . . No sir, it's just the children on the boat said that . . . you were a hunchback.

He doesn't want to see her.

So long as I know what's expected of me.

What's expected of you Mrs Medlock is that he doesn't see what he doesn't want to see.

Well and Good Mr Pitcher

He's leaving for London late tomorrow.

Her rooms are ready

Good night Miss Mary

Come along

Why I thought he was my uncle

Mr Pitcher?

He's just Mr Craven's man.

Rules the roost like the high and mighty I might add.

No better than me.

Well?

What's down there?

The hundred rooms?

Never you mind what's down there.

Come along

Here's where you play, there's where you sleep.

You might have a bright word

Tore out everything for you, he did.

Painting, furnishing

Trips to London for clothes and such

I had my hands full, I can tell you.

You might say, you're thankful .

What's down that hall?

Now let things be understood,

You play here you sleep there

Down the stairs on the right is the kitchen and the outdoors

All that, you’re welcome

But don't you go poking about the house.

Why didn't my uncle want to see me?

I came all the way from India and his lights on

and it's the queerest house I've ever seen in all my life

and he doesn't want to see me

Well you might say he's the queer one

Well I don't want to see him

Hmm you're a queer one too

I heard somebody crying

I told you, no gadding about the house

I wasn't gadding about

I heard somebody crying

I'm sure I heard somebody crying

The wind off the moors , wuthering around the house

and you talk about someone crying

Goodnight

Herrr . . . Thar awake?

Who are you?

Why . . . I'm Martha

What does thy think of thy room ?

I hate it

What's so funny?

Well eh

If you don't like it then look out a window

Look at the moors

I hate them

Why you've non seen them yet

Don't say that

. . because they're bare and lonely with the winter time

You wait until it's Spring and Summer

and the gorse and the heather are smelling high with honey

and the Skylarks making noises . . ah

What kind of language are you talking?

Yorkshire Miss

Whom Mrs Medlock

she say I'll be a servant ever what with Yorkshire drooling from my tongue like rancid butter

ha ha ha ha rancid butter

Say but the good Lord knows, I'll never speak a proper language

Are you my servant?

Well there ...

Aye, you might say I'm Mrs. Medlock’s servant and then ..

then you might say that Mrs. Medlock’s

Mr. Craven’s servant and thee are .....

. . thy are Mr. Craven’s niece . so in a manner of speaking I'm thy servant.

Aye !

What's so funny?

I'm always laughing

Martha

In a minute

Martha!

In a minute!

Wait . . . eh but thars thin

My pillow's on the floor, pick it up!

What thy needs is exercise

Fresh air , good food and exercise a plenty

That's what my mother says will do for the skinniest

and she should know, my mother, she was raising 10 of us

I said my pillows on the floor, pick it up.

Oh pick it up by yourself and have a bit of exercise

. . for start thee

I want another servant!

In India it's the custom for servants to do as they're told.

and she doesn't laugh!

My servant never laughs ... never!

I hate you !!

My Uncle doesn't want to see me and

. . nobody will do as I say. I can't go anywhere

Aye . . dreadful

Get away from me! GO AWAY !!

There there now ...

Their feels strange here

After thy've had thy porridge and got thy self dressed

Thy can go out and play

My brother Dickon will be coming up to see thee

Your brother ?

Aye . . . . . Dickon . . . thy like Dickon

What a wonder, for growing things and the animals

Half lives on the moors he does

almost like an animal himself

My mother told him to go and play with that poor child, she said

all by herself , up in that great lone house

Thay'll be a right fond of Dickon

I never saw such a servant

Does thoust think I play with thy brother

I ..I mean do you think I play with your brother ?

I hate him I hate him I hate you!

Go away!

Aye . .

Get thee self dressed

Wait a minute

Aren't you going to dress me?

What!

Well in India it's the custom

Thy canna dress thyself ?

Of course I can, it's just . . . .

I do not eat porridge

I said, I do not eat porridge

It's breakfast

I don't want any breakfast, Mrs. Medlock, . . . I'm going for a walk in the garden

Well don't be so cocky about it

Go away go away GO AWAY

That's frightened him

Now be the most quiet

Com on, did she frighten ye

Com on then com on

Thou must be the one from India

I'm Mary Lennox

Aye

I'm Dickon

My sister Martha swore they'd be black

at least dark brown

Hmmph!!

That's frightened him

What are you doing here? Where did you come from?

I came to the moor place

I've watched you go bout the garden

There's no way in

In where?

The 'Secret Garden' .

He locked the gate long years ago

Who locked the gate ?

The master . . . Mr Craven

Thy Uncle

What you know about

I know what's said

He locked the gate and buried the key

and ne’er a souls been in there since

I don't believe you

you know why I don't believe you, . because there isn't any gate . . . I looked

Yeah so ave I

Com on com on com on then

You know everything, . don't you?

Only what's said

Who cares about an old garden, I don't

That's why thee run about it so often ?

What were you doing, hiding in the bushes watching me

I came to play with thee

My mother said thy might be lonely

Well I'm not

and I don't play with any servant’s brother

I've never heard of anything so ridiculous

Thar can just go home . . . . I mean you can just go home

Thou must learn not to frighten animals

My mother sends thee a skippin rope

A what?

A skippin rope

Tha can play with a skippin rope

Dickon, I .....

Hey for a young lady that took no porridge for breakfast, are suddenly making up at tea time

I'm not hungry I'm just eating

Give me another biscuit

The rate thou going thy'll soon resemble something lovelier than a slat

Hey . . . . What's that?

A skipping rope . . . any fool knows that

So thy saw Dickon

Did thy ever meet such a lad?

No I haven't

So that's what you do with it

Of course

. . Any fool knows that . . .

Do you mean to tell me in India, they have no skipping ropes?

very undignified

Can you hand me another biscuit

Aye . . . .

Martha?

Why would someone lock up a garden and bury the key?

So Dickon told you?

I was just wondering

How long it's been locked up ?

I'm just a servant maid, I have no head for such matters

Martha

I heard somebody crying last night when I went to the ...

I'm sure I heard somebody cry

It was the scullery maid

Aye it was last night

Yes she had a toothache

What a fearful row

Mrs. Medlock said it was the wind

Oh . . . . She did?

Martha

Has my Uncle left the landing yet

He leaves tonight Miss

Why thou ask?

I'm going to see my Uncle. I don't care whether he wants to see me or not.

You'll speak to Mrs. Medlock

This is the funniest house I ever seen in all my life

Gardens locked up, rooms you can't go into

People crying and nobody will say anything

I'll make my Uncle explain things

Child, thy does not know thy Uncle

Mary!

Mary !!

Mary !!!

Mary ?

Martha !

Martha!!!

You !

What you doing here, what you want?

I want to go back to my room

Next time you'll stay where you belong

Mrs. Medlock . . . . . . . I

What was in that room ?

Go to bed

Where have you been ?

No where

Your Uncle wants to see you. He's leaving for London.

I don't want to see him

Mary !

Your Uncle wants to see you

We're keeping him waiting

Miss Mary, Sir.

Come closer

Closer

Yes Sir

I hoped you might be beautiful

No Sir

You're welcome in this house

I shall be leaving for London in a few minutes, I spend as little time here myself as possible

You'll be alone

You'll find my being away of no great loss to you . . . .

I'm not amusing, . . . I keep to myself, . . . I have my books,

I drink

I'd hoped you might be beautiful

Is anything particular you want ?

No Sir

Is there anything you care to ask me? I shall be gone a long time

Yes Sir, Just . . .

Just what ?

Who's the Lady in the picture?

My wife, she's dead. She died 10 years ago.

This is an excellent house for bitterness

for regret

for anger against the Gods!

It's a poor house for children Mary.

But perhaps you're equal to it

I'm not, goodnight . . .

One

One

Bother !!!

Oh !

. . . Hello I'm Mary Lennox from India

Who are you?

I'm Ben Weatherstaff and I'm the head gardener

and I come from here abouts

What was thou doin beside the wall ?

The wall . . er what wall ?

Oh, oh I was just skipping rope, I'm always skipping rope.

Let’s see thee skippin

Oh I don't feel like it right now

Mr Weatherstaff, what kind of bird is that ?

Him? A Raven

Has thee never seen a raven before ?

Well in India we have lots of other birds

Oh Look at you . .

Why he likes me !

Thay might say it comes natural

Thar and me, we have faces like pickles

He likes me, he likes thee

Does he live on the other side of the wall ?

Aye . . . . Perhaps

Have you ever been on the other side of the wall Mr. Weatherstaff ?

Why does thar ask ?

Oh I was just wondering

Have you ?

Perhaps

In the old days

How long has it been locked up?

Ten years, . . come Summer

Ten years ?

What of that ?

Oh Nothing

My Uncle just happened to mention

We were having a little talking

and he said Mrs. Craven ....

Gee told thee about it ?

N. n.. not exactly

Let him tell thee the rest of it

Be off !!!

Both of thee !!

Well . . well good day Mr. Weatherstaff . . .

Stop following me . . . . go away !

It's alright as long as you don't make yourself so conspicuous

Bound to be a gate . . somewhere

You're disgusting

Well I suppose we all have to eat sometimes

They could have walled it up, so there isn't any gate

Why should he want to do that ?

No I'm not going to look, I saw what you did last time.

I'm not going to help you

I . I . I was just digging for worms

He was hungry

What's in thar pocket ?

Oh . oh . My skipping rope

That's all, just my skipping rope

One . . . . two . . . . three . . . . four

five . . six . . . seven . . . eight . . nine . . .

You're a ghost !

I'm not at all a ghost

Are you ?

No

I'm Colin Crane and who are you ?

I'm Mary Lennox

Mr. Craven's my uncle

He's my father

Your father ?

Right

So I have a cousin

But you can't be the one who was making all that noise. . .

When ?

The night Mr. Craven left for London

Oh . .

Oh yes

I was having a tantrum

A tantrum ? Why that's ridiculous. .

Not at all

It is

I've had dozens of tantrums and I've never made that much noise

Course not

Doctor Griddlestone says I have the worst tantrums south of the Scottish border.

It's 85 miles from the Scottish border

I looked it up on the map

Well I never . .

You may ask Doctor Griddlestone

Why hasn't anyone ever told me about you ?

Oh they're not allowed to talk about me

Who won't allow it? Your Father ?

No . . I won't allow it

They have to do what I say

I don't like to be looked at either

A lady looked at me . . . she said once. . .

said poor child and put her face not that far from mine

What did you do ?

I barked like a dog and she ran away !

Well I never in all my life . . .

Why don't you liked to be looked at ?

Because I'm a cripple

Of course you didn't know

Yes I'm a cripple . .

. . . as wood, cripple

Don't you hate it ?

W .. w .. Well I never really thought about it, I really

I can't move my legs

I can't move them an inch !

I'll tell you something else

If I live to grow up . .

I've got a hump on my back !

Horrid isn't it ?

Well I really | S’or alright

I shan't live to grow up . .

How do you know ?

Oh everybody says so . . .

Even though I'm listening

I keep my eyes closed so they think I'm asleep

That's what they say

I'll never live to grow up

I don't believe you !

Well I don't . . . how does anybody know ?

I don't know whether I like you or not

And I don't believe you're going to get a hump on your back

Don't say that !

Well I don't .

If you're going to get one, where is it ?

Don't you dare talk like that !!

Sometimes I can almost feel it !

Go away ! I don't want to see you again never! never !!

No ! Stay here !!

I swear to goodness. . . I've never met anyone like you in all my life

Didn't you ?

Honestly ?

Doesn't anyone ever come to see you ?

Oh . . . my father

He doesn't like to see me though . . . He doesn't come very often

Why doesn't he like to see you ?

Oh he knows when I grow up . . I'll be just like him

He hates me

Course I shan't live to grow up

He knows that too . . .

Do you know what I think you are ?

I think you're crazy

I do . . . you and your father

What was your mother like ?

I don't know . . she died when I was born

Then you're ten years old

How did you know ?

Well your father said that . . well

What ?

Oh . .nothing. . .

Just that she died ten years ago

Colin

Do you know anything about a secret garden ?

A garden that's been all locked up . . . and no one’s been into for . . .

Oh . . . ten years ?

I never go outdoors

I detest going outdoors !

Well, have you ever heard anyone say

That's silly, if there was any such place I'd made them show it to me

But oh . .

What happened to your mother ?

She was killed

You're a very dull person

Colin, what do you mean she was killed ?

Oh a tree fell down . . or a limb or something

It's an accident

That's her over there

Pull the curtain !

Beautiful isn't she ?

Have you ever seen anyone so . . . strong looking ?

That's enough, close the curtains

People must do as I say, close the curtains !

Don't you want to look at her ?

No I hate her !

You're shocked because I hate my mother . .

I am not

No ?

Most people are shocked

After all she was my mother and she is dead

What's that? I hate mine

Really ?

She never let anyone see me because I wasn't pretty

You needn't think hating your mother's so special

So wicked for you

, after all your mother isn't dead

Oh yes she is !

She is ?

Really ?

You must tell me about yourself someday . . .

Well/ Not now . . .

Colin ?

Colin, you don't know where it was that your mother was killed ?

You act as if you know something I don't . .

I don't like people who know things I don't know

I don't like secrets

It was somewhere on the grounds, that's all I know

I'm sleepy

You may come and play with me tomorrow

Do you know what you remind me off ?

a young Rajah

A rajah ?

That's a kind of king, isn't it ? In India.

I like that . .

a rajah . . .

What'd you say your name is ?

. . Mary !

You may sing me to sleep, Mary

. . . .That's a strange song . . .

. . . . I must ask you about it some day . . .

Are you Dickon's mother ?

I am

Thou must be Mary Lennox

Oh thank you so much for the skipping rope, Mrs. Sowerby

Do you think if I spoke to Dickon, Dickon would speak to me ?

Thou might try and see . .

He's caring for the little un

Oh . . . what's that ?

A fox cub . . his name's Captain

Is now you're still angry with me ?

When was I ever angry with thee ?

Oh good

Well Dickon, I've got so many secrets, I'm dying, I'm just dying

I don't mean that kind of dying, it's just that . . . .

Oh Dickon, I need you terribly, terribly . . .

All you have to do is listen to me

What good's a secret if there's no to tell it to . . .

First you must swear .

I swear

Oh good

There's a secret boy you know

A what ?

A secret boy. . . .he lives in one of those hundred rooms

Nobody ever gets to see him, He's 10 years old and he doesn't go anywhere

and he's Mr. Craven’s son

Colin . . the one that can't walk

Why . I thought it was a secret

Well Mary, I've never seen him but he's no secret

My sister, Martha, cares him some

Why I was never so disappointed in all my life

I hate you . . . . I hate you

What's that ?

Thar knows everything . . .

Not a great deal I don't

The Garden

The Secret Garden . .

You found the gate ?

No not yet

Dickon, wait for me . . .Wait for me !

It's bound to be behind those bushes

What if there is no gate ?

What if he sealed the wall up with stone ?

If he'd done that, then why bury the key ?

That's not sensible

Look there

He's always working behind those bushes

It's the only place I haven't had a chance to look

Good Mornin

Go away

go away . . go away

What ails thee ?

Do you know what . .

I'm afraid they sealed the door

Dickon !

Oh Dickon

Thar ?

Ah true . . . . Tis dinner time

The key Dickon !

Oh . . . . Open it up Dickon . . .please

Grand me Mary an none else have seen this in 10 years

How that old bush would bloom with a bit of pruning

Why you could come Dickon, there will be known success

Lilacs

Such Lilacs

What are Lilacs ?

Has never seen Lilacs ?

Mary. . .

In India thy never spied a lilac bush in bloom ?

Thy'll see Lilacs

Dickon !

Dickon look, somethings coming up already

Daffodils

I can't tell you what a daffodils like, except it's yellow

Oh Dickon we can take care of them

Aye, we can come here everyday

We can dig around them and get rid of all those weeds

We can make it just the way it used to be

and nobody would know, just us . . .

Oh, what a secret . .

Aye !

What . . .

two ?

Colin said his mother had an accident

that a tree fell on her or a limb or something

you don't suppose ?

Aye . . .

Just the two of them . .

they were taking their tea . .

Mr. Craven over there

Oh how dreadful . .

He locked up the garden and left things just as they were

Could be . .

I always heard it was her garden

and none came here but just herself

and the master

and ole Ben Weatherstaff

Ben ?

Aye . . he tended it

Just the two of them . . . . .taking their tea. . .

and then

the limb of the tree

fallen from nowhere . . . .

Poor Mr. Craven

What a terrible accident

Dickon !

Oh . . . . . . Mary . . .

I just didn't want to look at it any longer

Aye

But he couldn't have. . . .

Colin said how his father loved . .

and it he loved her . . .

it must have been an accident

it just must have . . . .

Aye

A man . . . let's say . . .who had done a bad thing

he'd not leave his axe for all to see

Of course he did lock up the garden and bury the key

Well . . . all the same

of the master . . . I've not seen him . . .

but from all I've heard tell . . . he's a shy and a crippled man . .

Thar's met him Mary

would . . thar say he was the sort of a man to . . . .

. . to . .

I don't know Dickon

Mary . . it's ten long years

and I can't put my mind on dead things in the Spring time

I'm not going to think about it either

I'm not going to think about it one bit !

Thou's not such a bad looking lass at that

Why, thou's blushing like a beet

Now we need a hoe

Two hoes, one for you and one for me

You might make a list of what we need

We have to have something to cut away all that dead stuff

I hate dead stuff, don't you ?

Thou's an odd one, Mary

Why I'm not odd, one bit

I don't know what you're talking about

It's lunchtime and I'm hungry

I'll meet you here at two o'clock

Dickon ?

Did you really mean what you said about . . . .

. .that I'm not so bad looking ?

There they were . .

Lions all around me !

I'll finish the story some other time| Mary Lennox!

I told Martha that if you didn't tell me stories this afternoon, I'd have a tantrum !

But if Mrs. Medlock should find out| I'll fire Mrs. Medlock

She has to do what I say, everybody has to do what I say

Now you finish that story

Well the lions attacked me of course

And the elephants ? Well the lions attacked me of course

And the elephants ?

So the elephants were tame, they were helping me

What'd you do ?

Well I hid behind the tree like this . .

and the elephants all lined up in front of me like this . . .

The lions were over there . .

and they all roared like this . .

and the elephants all went with their trunks like this . .

What time is it ?

It's only three o'clock

What . .what happened then ?

Never mind what happened then ?

You're not going to go ? What happened then ?

Well I ran home, the last I heard, the elephants were fighting the lions

Your story doesn't come out very well

Well it's a true story

If it doesn't come out well, I can't help it

I forbid you to leave until you make the story come out better

You forbid me !

Or you want to play with me instead, whichever you choose

I'll play with you some other time. . .

I have to meet Dickon

Who's Dickon ?

Oh a boy I know

I don't like him !

You don't like anything

I do !

I want you to stay here and play with me

Oh Colin, I don't want you to be angry with me . .

but I promised Dickon

Like a not, some common and dirty little boy!

He is not !!!

Common dirty common dirty

Don't you talk that way about Dickon !!

Why he's the most wonderful . . .

..the most... I'm leaving !!

Here I am ill, . . I can't walk . . and you won't stay and play with me

Oh Colin, please stop crying

I can't help it if I cry

I'm not happy

I want somebody to play with me

You won't play with me . . you don't like me !!

Oh stop it, I do like you !

You don't ! You don't ! You don't !!

I can't walk like other boys, I'm ill . .

You don't care, you don't even care if I'll ever live to grow up

Oh stop it, you'll live as long as I will !

I won't I won't !!

You will, you will !!

and in future|Get out of here!!!

Get out of here, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I don't ever want to see you again !!!

Make her go away !

No one asked her here, I can't make her go away !

You good for nothing little scamp

Why I could cut off your head!!

You frightful child, can't you see that he's ill ?

But Mrs. Medlock . . Get out of this room !

I told you to stay away

If I ever find you here again I'll have to talk to your uncle

You understand me !?

You're only living here by your uncle's kindness

Did you hear what I said ?

yes Mrs. Medlock

Oh I'm so ill, Mrs. Medlock

What a wretched child. . .

I'll die Mrs. Medlock

I want to die

There there I've got dear Doctor Griddlestone to see you

She wouldn't go

. . and I couldn't get out of bed . .

Poor boy . .

Our poor helpless boy

We'll never let this happen again

Will we Mrs. Medlock ?

Never !

Never . .

Poor boy . . .

Now . . have you been taking all the medicine I left you last time ?

Oh yes Doctor Griddlestone

And I'm sure that you've kept the windows closed

and the irons . . .

You've kept the irons on the legs . . .constantly ?

Oh Yes Doctor

The pulse is a trifle weak

My garden . . . . . . . . . . my very own garden

Hello

Dickon will come back soon

His spelling isn't very good but he'll come back

Then we'll help all we can

Maybe it'll live and grow and have a flower

Just the way we like them

Dickon and I

We may need another hot water bottle . . Hurry Hurry

It's a daffodil

I know

But you don't understand I've never seen a daffodil before

Thou unfeelin child

Did not hear the noise that's being going on since this morning ?

That's a tantrum

Lord have mercy, he'll die of it . . .

He will never die of a tantrum

I know !

Oh Bah !

Get out get out get out !!

I hate you

You're doing all the wrong things

The nerve . . . .

I only said you're doing all the wrong things

Go away child, he's hysterical do you hear . . hysterical

Why of all the nonsense

You act like the children

If you're so clever, go in there yourself

Why I would . . . .

Mary . . Mary Lennox stop where you are !

Mrs. Medlock

You're the one that started him off

your recklessness

Ever since I found you in his room, he's been getting worse and worse

But Mrs. Medlock. And now he says he can feel the bump on his back

And whose fault is that ?

Stop shaking me Mrs. Medlock !

I'll let your uncle know

You'll be sent away !

You’re making me angry Mrs. Medlock !

I'm making you angry ?

Why you cold hearted little animal

What you did to that poor boy

Breaking into his room . . taunting him . . teasing him

But Mrs. Medlock, He likes me

He wouldn't let me go

And now you can't even tell the truth !

Nay nay

I'm in charge of this case !

Get out !!!

I won't get out !!

Push your head off. . . .see if I care

If I have to I'll get out !!!

I hate you !!

Why ?

You lied to Mrs. Medlock

You don't care what you say

You only care about yourself, you're mean and selfish

Stop being so proud of yourself

I'm worse than you are

I hate you, I hate you !!

I hate YOU !!

Everybody hates you !!

Get out get out !!

get out ..... get ooouuuttt !!!

. . you’re mean !

Go on , yell your head off !

Get out !

Scream !!

Scream !!

I can scream louder than you can !

I told you so !

Nurse

Mrs. Medlock

and don't start that crying again

I can scream louder than you can

and I can cry harder too

although I'm not going to . .

Why you never met anyone as bad as I am

You don't care how I'll never live to grow up

Oh stop it, you'll live as long as I will

You say that to make people do as you say

I will die

Don't you dare say that I won't die

Well you're proud that you're going to die

It makes you feel more special, it makes you feel important. .

You're proud !

. . nurse . .

Don't you think I don't know all the tricks

I was worse the day I was born. . than you are this very minute

and don't start that crying

I won't listen

I do want to die, Mary really I do

You shouldn't

There's a bump on my back

I don't believe it

There is . . . . I could feel it this morning

Well it isn't there now

it tis . . .

My father always said . . .

Oh Mary

I don't want to live to grow up

Nurse ?

Show me his back

No !

I don't want anybody to see it

There

No Please !

I'm not going to hurt you . .

Now there's a good boy, just a minute

There we are . .

. . now turn over . .

come along now. . .

Why there isn't a bump as big as a pin

It's just backbone lumps . . and I had those . . .everybody had

and if you ever say there's a bump coming up

If you ever once say it

Well . . I'll laugh and laugh and laugh . . .

. .make everybody go away. . .

Mary? . . . . . I'm tired

goodnight

Go to sleep

My father always said that some day I'd be like him

He likely believes it

Grownups can be awfully silly

But let's not think about him

It's been so awfully long since I've seen you

Tell me a story Mary

Tell me a story about what you've been doing

I can't Colin

Please

Well it's a secret

Dickon and I have a secret . .

I never see anybody

I don't have any secrets

Could I meet Dickon someday ?

Why of course . . . I'll bring him to see you tomorrow

Tell me some kind of story Mary

Well . . . . once upon a time . . it isn't a true story of course . . .

but once upon a time . .

. . there was a secret garden. . .

. . oh it was a lovely garden . . with walls all around . .

. . with vines and flowers . . .

. . and grownups never came there . . only children . .

It was just like the make believe garden . . . only it wasn't make believe

the Lilacs and the Tulips . . .

. . and the Daffodils with the most beautiful flowers of all the world

. . and no one could see them . . . just the children

Oh and the children were so happy

. .they were never mean and they never quarrelled

Sometimes we wished . . . all the children in all the world . .

. . .could have a secret garden . .

. . just like this. . .

Hello . . . this is Dickon

Hello

Hello

She wants a bit of breakfast

She very starving

It was mean not to feed her sooner

But I thought thar might like to feed her

Yeah . . . . . . . that's right

. . just like a baby . .

What's that ?

It's a fox cub . . . Dickon found it on the moors

His name's Captain

He's what you might call a volunteer. .

Colin

Can you keep a secret ?

. .but you've got to swear it on blood or something. .

What secret ?

Here . . swear on this key that you'll never never tell . .

Tell what ?

Well how can I tell you unless you swear

How can I swear unless I know what I'm swearing about ?

We can tell him Mary

It's just about an old garden . . . and that's the key

. . and our own garden . .

. . full of things in bloom . . and lovely smells

. . and no one's been in it for ten whole years . .

. . but just Mary and me ..

The 'Secret Garden' ?

Mary I thought it was just a story you were making up

. . why I dreamt about it last night . .

Aye and Mary and me , we think of nought else, . . since we first found it

We dreamed how fine it could be

. . and the weeds all gone . .

. and the roses pruned . .

. . and none but us to see it. .

We must take you there so thou may see it

Oh that's Dickon, he's always talking Yorkshire

. then he gets me talking . .

Must thou talk Yorkshire ?

no you don't have to do anything

Just swear that you won't tell

. .and then we'll show the garden to you !

I never go outdoors . . .

Servants look at me and . . .

anyway that stupid old Doc Griddlestone's coming this morning

He's bringing another Doctor from London and . . . . they'll probably say I'm worse

Well don't pay any attention to any old doctors

. . and about the servants . . . all you have to tell them is to keep out of the garden

They have to do what you say

You'd do us a big favour

Don't say anything

Swear !

I swear

Oh !

oh !

. never in all my life . .

. . my wig!

. .my wig. .

my wig . . give me my wig

. . my wig! . .

I'm Doctor Fortescue

You'll pardon me my boy but I practice in London

Is all this customary on a rural call ?

I'm beginning to understand why your father thought Doctor Griddlestone needed a little help

. . and if you're the patient and I presume you are

I wonder if you'll live to such a ripe old age.

And what are these for ?

I can't walk

I can believe you my boy . .

If I had to live in this house, I'd want to stay safe in bed too

You're old enough, why don't you just retire ?

Doctor Fortescue, I'm so ashamed

What did you lose ?

What ?

I thought you said this boy was ill ?

I beg your pardon Sir ?

Why don't you sell that stuff to the rag and bone man?

What are you trying to do, build a bridge ?

You speak most unprofessionally Sir !

If you think that what happened this morning to . . . . poor Doctor Griddlestone

. . has ever happened before. . . you're wrong

NEVER in this house !

I assumed such things never happened before, if they had . . he'd be a different boy

If I speak unprofessionally Doctor it's because I haven't the slightest hope of influencing you

It's my safe assumption though that the walls have ears

and that the walls can understand what you cannot

What kind of doctor is this ?

He's mad !

I shall report your conduct to Mr. Craven

You will and he'll back you up, not me

I diagnosed this case, accurately I believe , when I met the father

Examining the child was a formality

How dare you say such things in front of the patient !

I speak in front of the patient with purpose

Fear is a disease. .

. . fear can waste muscles. .

. .destroy men, paralyse nations . .

You're not the first my boy, nor the last

I prescribe fresh air, . . exercise, . . wild animals and children

. . and take off those irons !

I write the prescription on the wind

You ! . . terrible children !

The irons stay on

You can rest assured Doctor, I take my orders from you

Thank you Mrs. Medlock

Tis of course for Mr. Craven to decide. I'll report the whole matter to him

. . without prejudice

Doctor Griddlestone

I'm going outdoors . .

You're not ! . . you'll catch cold

You'll allow me to go outdoors Mrs Medlock or I can make myself quite difficult

You'll tell the servants to stay in the house

Dickon will wheel me

Tell Ben Weatherstaff and the gardeners to work in the green houses

I'll have no one about

Doctor Griddlestone . . .

In India Mrs. Medlock it's the custom to do as you're told

That wretch !!!

Let him have his way . . .

. . poor boy . .

He's had a difficult time of it

I may say I've had a difficult time of it myself. . . .

I'm good, thank you

Oh Doctor Griddlestone, I assure you that this will never happen again

Good day .

Good day Mrs. Medlock . . good day.

Oh no . . .

Not again !

It's right in there behind those bushes

Dickon . . . right now

Before thy goes in

I want to know right now . .

Colin. . .

Go away Ben .

Go to the green houses Weatherstaff. . . . You were told to work in the greenhouses!

You were wonderful Colin

I hoped I might walk

Could you wheel me ?

Aye !

I was so frightened the first time, I could hardly turn the lock . .

These are roses ..

Those are Lilacs . .

See the little lake ?

I shall live forever

I shall live forever . . .

Send the gentleman in . .

Good evening Doctor Fortescue

Good Evening Mr. Craven

Sit down

Brandy ?

No thank you . .

Last Spring you went up to my country place to examine my son

I had your report .

I resented it !

Naturally

Now after some months you write me a letter

Your fee was paid at the time of the examination

I've assumed that you regarded your services as ended

I resented your report

I regard the letter as outrageous !

Naturally

You persist in regarding me as the patient as well as my boy

Perhaps I should double my fee . . .

Why did you write that letter ?

Curiosity

I may tell you Doctor Fortescue

. .that when I engaged you, I assumed you were a doctor of medicine . .

Would it be impudent Sir ? . . . .

. . to call a physician of your standing an imposter !

. . and a most dangerous charlatan !

It'd be impudent

I'm an impudent man myself Mr. Craven, I could understand

There is his mother . . . you asked

I may tell that our marriage was the one superbly happy experience in my less than happy life

. . and if you imply otherwise I shall kill you !

Don't

I believe you .

For ten years Doctor Fortescue

. . my sanity has been a matter of . .

. . shall we say . .

. . touch and go.

I've walked the most delicate balance between the Gods and lightning

. . between life and the chasm

I have buried certain memories with utter care

I have vilified others . .

I don't enjoy the prospect of going insane

Your letter Doctor Fortescue has made my balance no easier

That was it's purpose

You are a passionate man Mr. Craven

You may leave !

That's a fine boy you have up there, you ought to go and see him once in a while

I said you may leave !

I'm not too concerned with what happened between you and your wife

I'm a doctor, not a detective

I do know though that some kinds of memories won't stay buried . .

. and so we have to bury the patient.

What does concern me is the boy

You said in your letter that I wanted him to die. . .

Did I ? . . . well I'm not too diplomatic a man. .

It's a technical point anyway.

I just suggest . . .

Well perhaps while you were keeping your . . own balance . .

with such care . . you transferred your longing to die to your son.

Leave my house !!!

You ! . .

. . you're a normal man . . .

. . . do you know what it is to be ugly ? . .

. . to be cursed. . and set apart ?

to live in fear . . to be hated for things you can't help ?

. . to be pitied. .

. . to see your curse in every mirror . .

. . prying eyes in every face.

Your son is as normal as I am

You lie !!!

Well . . .

. . I should be going .

It's been a fascinating case Mr. Craven

Give my regards to the children when you see them. I enjoy children.

Good night

Would thou call it an 'Everlast of Summer' , Dickon ?

Aye . .

There's a smell of rain in the air

What a fine summer it's been

What with diggin and weedin and eating your mother's bread and jam, I'm fat like a pig !

Listen to the way thy talk. .

Why , I'm fat too

I haven't got a single wrinkle left in my stocking

Perhaps we shouldn't laugh

Doctor Griddlestone's getting suspicious

He keeps asking me what we've been doing ?

I can hardly get my irons on anymore . .

They aren't big enough . .

It's Mrs. Medlock I'm worried about . .

First she got suspicious because we ate too much . . .

. . and then when we started bringing things from your house . .

. and ate hardly anything at home . .

. then she got more suspicious

She's a suspicious woman

Should I give her the sack ?

No that wouldn't do any good . .

. . your father would just come back from London

Do you know what I think, Colin ?

I think you should have a tantrum

A tantrum ?

What if he doesn't feel like it ?

He doesn't have to feel like it

I don't think I could have a tantrum even if I wanted to . .

Colin? . . . not even for our secret ?

Just like Dickon says, I don't feel like it.

. . miff. .

Thar could have one

. . Somebody has to have a tantrum . . .

Dickon's not the sort . .

fake it

. . oh dear . . .

I don't feel like a tantrum either

. . ohhh. .

What's wrong with us ? . .

What's wrong with him ?

He's angry

It must be the coming of winter ! . .

There !

Run and hide !

I can't . . Dickon ! . . quick !

Open the gate. .

I hate him . I hate him . .

He and the others are discharged !

You have no right to be here, Weatherstaff

Nor has thee . . . . get thee back to the house

Fine

I suppose you'll tell Mrs Medlock

I've known where thy was all summer and I've said nought

I beg of thee . . . I beg of thee

. . get back to the house . .

I'll have no one working here who knows

I can't tell you what'd happen if he found me here

If who found you here ?

The father . . .

The father's here with some gentleman from London

Let him not find thee here

I beg of thee

Dickon

I hate you . . . . . I hate everybody !!

Dickon

Heaven help me from coming through the hall and getting lost in this ghost trap

Twas easier coming up the vine

Dickon what is it? .. what's happened ?

Can thy find a way to Colin's room ?

. . yes . .

Take hold of me hand Mary .

If I get lost in this wuthering houses, I'll show you what a tantrum is . . .

Mary

I thought it was going to be my father . .

Thar hasn't seen him yet ? . . . all this time ?

Then I'm not too late

W.. what are you doing here this time of night ?

What's happened ?

When thar sees the father, say nought about the garden

Of course I wouldn't

I would. . . just the same

. . when I tell you Ben's story . .

Ben Weatherstaff came to me . .

Ben ?

Tonight . . . and me in bed

. . and the wind howling . . and it's Ben off the moors . .

. Dickon .

. Ben . . a man’s so afraid I've never seen .

. . afraid to tell . .

. . yet failing to come to thee or Mary, thou they might not listen

. . so he came to me

What did he say ?

Then there was the old table and broken chair . . . and the axe in the old Oak tree

Thy mother . . . .

Mary and me, we knew . .

Never told thee . .

Dickon

Ben was there . . he told me all

It was an accident Mary, we were wrong to suspect

Suspect what ?

Tis of no importance

Your father loved your mother like none can tell . .

. . or so Ben says.

Twas her garden . . . . and every afternoon they took their tea under the oak

. . and none was there . . . but old Ben tending the roses

. . and then . . .

. . one day . . the limb fell.

The men carried your mother back to the house

. . and there she died after thee was born

Why do you have to tell me about . .

I must Colin

. . the garden . .

Ben stayed in the garden all that night . . he can't say why, he just did

With the sun not up yet, your father came back

His eyes were bloody ghosts from the Weepy ..

. . and his mind gone from him .. and an axe in his hand . . the axe

He tried to chop down the tree

He tried to kill the tree that killed thee mother

Chopping . chopping . . . . and the tree's stronger than thee father's crippled back

He couldn't chop it down Colin

. . and he fell to the ground

. . with the axe still in the tree

. . and the tree not dented

. and he wept like a man crazy .

. . and he cursed at Ben when Ben wouldn't finish the chopping

. and then . . twas sun up.

. and thee father got up from the ground

. .and he was a man, different . . and changed

. . and his eyes were like ice .

. yet . . burning

He swore how he'd lock the garden and bury the key

. .and if ever a human being laid eyes on it again

He'd see the garden destroyed . . . forever more

He'd tear out the vines, the roses , the lilacs . .

he'd see the trees cut down and nothing left

He'd mix salt with the earth and blight the dirt

That was what he swore

Our garden . . .

Just ten years ago . . a man can change . .

I can't believe he’d still do it

You don't know it!

What kind of a man is it that would kill a growing thing ?

A bush of roses, a lily bulb waiting to bloom . .

I can't believe it

I'm not .

He could he could

I said these things to Ben

. and Ben said, 'But he loved her'.

. . and I said, 'What of that ? '

Is loving somebody a reason to kill ?

. and Ben said 'How old are thee ? '

Mary

My father must have loved my mother very much

Mother . . .

I suppose . . . .

I . . I mean, I suppose we are not old enough

There must be an awful lot we don't know . .

. . . I don't want to know . . .

I don't want to grow up !

Mary ..

You told me a story once

. . about a secret garden . .

No one but children could see . .

. . and grownups never came . .

The children were very happy . .

It's a long time . .

. . til we're grownups . . .

We're going to be happy

Nothing's ever going to happen to our garden

No one's ever going to know . . .

My father . . .

. . hide . .

. . You're awake ? . .

Where were you when I arrived this afternoon ? I asked for you . . . no one knew .

I was out of doors . .

I came back as soon as I heard you were here

Mrs. Medlock tells me you've spent much of the summer out of doors, I'm surprised

The house gets stuffy

But what do you do ? You can't run and play. .

I watch the others

Mary Lennox and the neighbour boy

Where do you go ?

Nowhere father . . just out of doors

I'm . . . . taking you to Italy for the winter

To Italy ?

Just you and I . .

I've been a wretched father . I shall try to do better

We'll not come back to England for a long long time . .

I don't want . . . . . . . I mean . . .

Who's to look after the house ?

. . and . .

So I'm selling the house

I've brought a gentleman up from London with me . . .

If he likes the house, he'll buy it, I shall know in the morning

Sell the house ?

The gardens, everything ?

Of course, why not ?

You look at me so strangely, what's the matter Colin ?

I don't want you to sell it !

This is absurd, you've always hated it. Why do you want to keep it now ?

You can't sell it !

Oh stop this nonsense . . I'm trying to help you

I won't leave it I won't !!

Colin, Colin I . .

I'd die I'd die, you can't sell it you can't you can't you can't !!!

Stop it !!!

Oh Colin, my son . . .

We'll go away, we'll rid ourselves of this place and never come back !

I've shared my curse with you . . and I can no . more . cure your poor body than you can cure my mind

But I swear to you, I swear before God, we will be happy together

While there's still time . .

I owe you everything a father . . can owe a son

We'll be very happy Papa

Thank you

We'll leave for Italy in a few days

But I couldn't help wondering while I was poking about . .

. . what stories these old country houses could tell

Century after century . . . . generation after generation . . .

. . what tragedies . . what comedies they've seen . .

Would you say you've poked about sufficiently ?

Forgive me . . I'm a man with a great deal of money and no background whatsoever

. . so that makes me a romantic.

Yes, I think I've poked about sufficiently

Shall we go in ?

Thank you

I'll give you my cheque . . our lawyers in town will arrange the balance and the transfer

Oh thank you

It's understood however that the cheque will be binding ?

It's understood . . .

If you had children . you wouldn't want to part with those gardens

I have a son, he's crippled. . he can't walk

Oh . . . . I'm sorry to hear that

I'll take the cheque . . .

What about the garden that's locked up ?

You may with it, whatever you like

I hardly dared to ask . . but I hoped you might have an outside ghost or something ?

You're a man of old family, you lock up your garden just to protect your valuable plants

I'm a business man and . . I want a . . secret garden and ghosts

If you actually expect valuable plants. . . you'll be disappointed

The garden has been locked for ten years. .

No one has been in it, in that time

It's inhabited in all probability by weeds

I beg your pardon ?

Why it's as beautifully kept a garden as I've ever seen

What ?

You saw it ?

Of course . . there was a ladder . . I climbed the ladder

You're lying . . .

I don't know what's the matter with you Mr. Craven . . . but it's your garden . . .

. . and I tell you it's magnificent !

I tell you . Nobody has been in it . for ten years !

Nobody's been in it for ten years . . . . . . . .

Ben Weatherstaff

Sir !

Get me Ben Weatherstaff !

He's somewhere in the grounds

Yes Sir

Never mind, that's all

I'm selling the house Mr. Gromlet to escape if possible . . the temptation of madness

It would seem that the Gods have arranged for me . . one last chance

I have resisted as long as I can

Mr. Craven Sir

Get away !

You must not go in there . .

Get away or I'll kill you !

The raven Dickon . .

I think it's Ben . . .

Lock the gate !

You !!

Please please Mr. Craven, we were just leaving .

Get away from me !! You can't do it again !

Please . . please Mr. Craven !

Colin !

Colin ?

Father .

It's our garden . . . . . . . please ! . .

Please don't hurt our garden . .

Papa !

oh . . . Colin . . .

You should have come sooner . . you should've seen the lilacs

Thou may see them next year, Sir

They'll be better by far . .

Next year ?

Colin will be helping us prune them . .

Thar may help us too . .