Tower of Evil (1972) - full transcript
A group of experienced archeologists are searching for an old and mystic Phoenician treasure when they are surprised by a series of mysterious murders...
[roaring]
[ominous music]
[engine pulsing]
- Starboard-a-helm!
Steady as you go.
Wolf's fang rock ahead!
[engine pulsing]
- That'd be the last.
- Aye.
We should've laid off
till the fog lifted.
- There are things to do, Hamp.
It's been left long enough.
- Suppose you're right.
There's the island.
[boat creaking]
We'll need this?
- Aye.
[gasping]
[suspenseful music]
Who is it?
- Don't know.
- Been dead long?
- About a week.
- Better get to the lighthouse.
- Yeah.
[suspenseful music]
[door creaking]
Dad!
Dad, come quick!
[gasping]
The head, it's...
[shouting]
[suspenseful music]
[light thudding]
- Look upstairs.
I'll try outside.
[door snapping]
[door creaking]
[clothes swooshing]
[suspenseful music]
[groaning]
[screaming]
[groaning]
[screaming]
[thudding]
[screaming]
[thudding]
- Is she always like this?
- Yes, Superintendent.
In a complete state
of catatonic stupor.
- What caused it?
Was it the blow in the head
she got from the fisherman?
- No, no, it did
no brain damage.
The superficial contusions
have healed now.
No, this is psychological.
Mental regression.
- How long will it last?
- That's impossible to say.
What has probably happened
is that her brain has
become overloaded by the horror
of what it has done or seen.
So it's only recourse was to
blow the fuse so to speak.
- What, like a machine
that short circuits?
- That's roughly the analogy.
What we have to do is find
the fault and correct it.
Otherwise, a fuse
will blow again
as soon as the machine restarts.
- And how do you
find it from this?
- The injection please, nurse.
What we do is to inject a drug
that jolts the brain into
activity for a short while,
and we delve for the
causation of the trauma.
It takes a long time though.
We'll have to be careful.
Very careful.
Perhaps you could
remind me of the facts
you have on this
girl, Superintendent.
- Well she's Penelope
Read, age 18.
She comes from Denver, Colorado.
On the sixth of last
month she arrived
in this country with a
friend, Miss Mae Harvey,
same age, also from Denver.
Object of visit to tour Europe.
- Mae Harvey, she was
the bloodied girl?
- Yes.
- And the two dead boys?
- Also American, also
on a vacation tour.
The four of them went to a jazz
festival in the west country.
When the festival was ended they
hired a boat set off
for Snape Island.
- What made them
pick that island?
- They wanted to
go somewhere quiet
and a boy they met
at the festival
told them of the
disused lighthouse.
- The window please, nurse.
- That baffles me, Dr. Simpson.
Why should a young
girl suddenly run amok
and butcher three friends
in such a brutal manner?
As well the fisherman
John Gurney.
- That's what I
have to find out.
Now, Superintendent, if you
could stay behind the chair,
and please don't make a sound.
Not at any time.
It could be extremely damaging.
What were her friends
Christian names?
- Mae, Gary, and Des.
- Mae, Gary, and Des.
Here we go.
The drug's taking effect.
Penny,
can you hear me, Penny?
Penny?
Can you hear me, Penny?
You are on the island, Penny.
You are on Snape Island.
Penny?
Can you hear me, Penny?
Penny, you are on the island.
You have just arrived
on the island, Penny.
With Mae and Des and Gary.
Do you hear me, Penny?
You are on the island
with Mae and Des and Gary.
- On the island.
- [Dr. Simpson] With Mae.
- Mae.
Mae.
Mae was frightened.
Mae was frightened.
Isn't it great?
Mae was frightened.
- Far out.
Hello?
Anybody home?
- Mae was frightened.
Let's go!
Mae was frightened.
- [Dr. Simpson]
Why was Mae scared?
- Anybody home?
[ominous music]
- [Gary] Come on, Mae.
- What's your problem, Mae?
- I don't like it here,
Penny, it gives me the creeps.
- What?
- Can you feel it?
I'm scared, Penny,
let's go back.
- [Gary] But it was your
idea to come to the island.
- Hey, there's a
bedroom up there.
What's with you?
- Mae's uptight about the place.
She wants to split.
- But it's terrific here,
just like the kid said it was.
We have sounds, food,
and some great grass.
This place is really far out.
- It scares the hell out of me!
- [Dr. Simpson] Why,
Penny, why was Mae scared?
- I don't know.
But I'm scared.
- Scared.
Mae was scared.
- [Dr. Simpson]
Why was Mae scared?
- I can't help it.
There's something
about this island.
- She's psychic.
- In that case, let me
get out my Ouija board.
- Oh loosen up, Des,
some people get vibes.
- Vibrations.
Evil, evil.
What kind of feelings
do you get, Mae?
- Evil.
I get feelings of
evil from this island.
- Ha, that's just me
wanting to boil you?
- Come on, Mae, we're
here to have fun.
Now snap out of it.
- [Penny] Evil.
Feelings of evil.
Snap out, snap out.
- Snap out of it, Mae.
- Snap out of it.
Hot.
Hot.
Swim.
Swim.
No.
No.
Moon.
Moon!
Moon!
Moon!
Moon!
[ominous music]
[moans] I'll dry that
part myself, thank you.
- Shit, I get the
only chick in Europe
who doesn't want to get laid.
- I told you before
we came, I don't.
That doesn't mean
I don't want to.
- You drive me crazy like that.
For Christ sake, I'm a man.
- And I know how to
take care of a man.
And I will, promise.
Oh, will you look at that moon?
It's too much.
- Yeah.
Penny?
Can you take care of me now?
I'm going insane.
- All dressed up
and nowhere to go.
[screaming]
[ominous music]
[screaming]
[panting]
- Alright, release her now.
- Did you learn anything?
Because I can't say I did.
- I learned that the
trauma is fear induced.
The rest is a mystery.
- Well, there's no
official mystery.
The case is closed as
far as we're concerned.
The coroner will
return an open verdict.
It'll stay on file
until this young lady
is fit to plead and take
her place in the dock.
[ominous music]
- Ba'al.
- Mr. Brent, good morning.
- Good morning, Mr. Bakewell.
- Now let me introduce
you to the others.
Rose Mason, one of our foremost
experts in Phoenician
art and culture.
Rose, Evan Brent.
- How do you do?
- Hello.
- And this is Dan
and Nora Winthrop.
Dan will hear head
our expedition.
- Is that the spear?
The one found on the island?
- Oh, indeed it is, Mr. Brent.
One of the most exciting
archeological discoveries
made in this country
over the last 30 years.
- What's so special about it?
- It's Phoenician, Mr. Brent.
And what is so
special about it is
that it's made of
gold, solid gold.
- Must be worth a fortune, eh?
- That's not quite
what Ms. Mason meant.
The material value of it is
of no great importance to us.
Though the spear would be worth
over 10,000 pounds
for its gold content.
No, what Rose
meant was that that
is a Phoenician
ceremonial spear.
- Now spears like this have
been found before, Mr. Brent,
but never in this country.
And when they have been found,
it's always been at the sight
of a chief's burial ground.
- So we expect to find a
sarcophagus on the island
or under it in one of the caves.
- Our theory is this,
about 3,000 years ago a
Phoenician trading ship
landed on these shores.
The captain of the ship,
probably a foremost
man of his country,
died and was buried in some
secret place on the island
surrounded by his treasures.
And he was placed in front
of a statue of Ba'al.
- Ba'al?
- The Phoenician God.
Every ship they sailed
in carried a replica
of the god, usually in gold.
- And that's what we
hope to find, Evan.
- Sorry I'm late.
- Come in, Adam.
- [Rose] Adam?
Somebody must be joking.
- Hello, Rose, how are you?
- I suppose I should
be speechless.
- That would be a
moment to treasure.
The last time I spoke to Rose
she was breaking our engagement.
One of your more
deplorable lapses of taste.
- Laurence, Adam Masters
is out of the question.
- Nobody asked one.
I nominate which members of
my staff go on expeditions,
and I reserve the right
to choose the best
people for the task involved.
I must admit I did
not realize that there
was a problem of personalities.
- Oh, there'll be no
problem, Laurence.
Surely not after
all these months.
- Of course not.
You've made my day.
- Ah, good.
Adam, I don't think
you know Evan Brent.
- No, I don't.
How do you do?
- How do you do?
- I should explain
what Mr. Brent
will be doing with your party.
Or perhaps you'd prefer
to do that yourself, Evan?
- If you'd like, Mr. Bakewell.
I've been engaged by the parents
of Penelope Read and they.
- That was the
girl that murdered
those poor kids
and the fisherman.
- Is alleged to have murdered.
Now we know that she
killed John Gurney,
but that was when she
was completely insane,
and I believe it was
an act of self-defense.
- I must say there's no doubt
in the minds of the police.
They're convinced she
killed those people
and regard the case as closed.
- Well I think you can
see that the parents
of the poor girl cannot agree.
They've engaged me
to come over here
and make a private
investigation.
So when I read about your
party going to the island.
- I was only too pleased
to help Mr. Brent.
- I think there's something
I ought to tell you.
You mentioned this god Ba'al.
I have a transcript
of an examination
made by Penelope
Read's psychiatrist.
Among the 10 or so words that
she uttered when under drugs,
was that word, Ba'al.
Now who or what was Ba'al?
- He was the Phoenician god
of fertility, Mr. Brent.
He was often worshiped
by orgiastic ritual.
Later in the course
of time he came
to be regarded as evil by the
Hebrews and the Christians.
In fact he came to be
associated with the devil.
- Strange, isn't it?
If you were a follower
of Ba'al today,
you would be accused
of devil worship.
[suspenseful music]
[seagulls squawking]
[chattering]
- Why don't you try
and get her back, Adam?
- Perhaps it's because I'm a
great believer in the adage
that there's nothing as
broken as a broken romance.
- I never heard that one before.
- Hardly surprising.
I just made it up.
Why such interest?
- It's quite simple, darling.
If you have her it
means that Dan can't.
- Dan?
What are you giving me?
- Didn't you know?
It's been going on for months.
- [scoffs] I can't
believe it, not with Rose.
- Well, don't then.
- Have you got any proof?
- Would you believe Dan
asking me for a divorce
so that he can marry her?
- Ironic, isn't it?
You remember that night
in the hotel in Cairo?
- When she found us?
You should've locked
your bedroom door.
- If you remember it was
you who came into my room
looking for something to read.
I wasn't expecting
to be seduced.
- It was a hot night.
What's a girl to do
when her husband's away?
Masturbation is so boring.
- What are we going
to do about us, Rose,
when this is finished?
- As I told you in
London, Dan, it's over.
- I don't believe that.
[seagulls squawking]
It would be different if
Nora would give me a divorce.
- She won't, and
even if she did.
- The boat's all
loaded, Mr. Winthrop.
- Thanks, Hamp.
I'll get the others and we'll
come on down to the jetty.
- Mr. Brent's down
there already.
[knocking]
- The boat's ready.
- Come on, love, all aboard.
[suspenseful music]
- How long will it take us?
- Take us to what, love?
- Get to the island.
- A couple of hours.
Time enough for one of
those shipboard romances.
- Don't bust your jeans, kid.
I seldom make love to strangers
and never while my
husband's watching.
- You outta give it a go.
You might find he likes it.
- It's not him I'm worried
about, Sonny, it's you.
You look a trifle inexperienced.
You know big on chat,
small in everything else.
[seagulls squawking]
- We were lucky to get you to
take us to the island, Hamp.
Nobody else in port really
seemed to want to go.
- They don't like the place.
- Because of the rocks?
- There are other reasons.
- Such as?
- The island has a
bad name, Mr. Brent.
Always had, always will.
- Especially after the
death of your father
and those three American kids.
- Won't make it any better.
- Well that make
sit even harder,
you're being so willing
to take us across.
- Well if I hadn't,
you'd have found someone.
- Hi.
Looking forward to it,
working on the island?
- They're paying good money.
Better than working
in an office.
- Is that what you usually do?
- Are you kidding?
Tried it once when
I left school,
gave it up after a month.
I must've had 100
jobs since then.
- Just a rolling stone, huh?
- Wish I was.
Now that's the game.
Plenty of bread and the chicks.
But I never work
during the summer.
Go abroad, play around
at the beaches over here.
Go to a few jazz festivals.
It's a good scene
if you don't weaken.
- Must be a great life.
- As I said, it's
better than working.
- Have you known
Hamp Gurney long?
- All my life.
He's a relative
on my mom's side.
[ominous music]
- [Evan] There's the
island, straight ahead.
- So that's Snape Island?
- That's it.
As far as I'm concerned
you can have it.
- Been here before?
- Me?
No, never.
- Sit down, everyone!
I can't see to steer.
The boat touches
one of those rocks
it'll rip the bottom out of it.
[water swishing]
- Starboard-a-helm, Hamp!
[waves crashing]
Hard-a-starboard.
Hard over!
- I wouldn't like to do
this trip on a stormy night.
- Yeah, it can be pretty hairy.
- You been here
before, Mr. Brent?
- Well,
we're here.
- I'm glad that's over.
- You alright, Rose?
- Yes.
- When the hell am
I going to get off?
- Stope moaning,
Nora, for God's sake.
- There you go,
love, minor step.
- Make the line
fast, Mr. Masters.
- Thank you.
- Any time.
- I'll keep that in mind,
but only if it's
absolutely necessary.
- Brom, give a hand
with the unloading.
- Yes, Hamp.
- That's strange.
- What is?
- The seagulls.
- There aren't any.
- That's what's so strange.
Mr. Gurney, why aren't
there any seagulls?
- Seagulls don't
nest on Snape Island.
Never see a seagull on Snape.
Never have,
never will.
Come on, we've got
to get unloading
if we want to get
in by nightfall.
- [Evan] There it is.
- [Dan] It's a pretty derelict
looking place, isn't it?
- [Hamp] Anything you
don't need right away
you can leave in the shed.
[thudding]
- [Nora] Huh.
- [Rose] What is it?
- That's where they
found my father.
- You're very brave coming here
after such a terrible tragedy.
- Fisher folk are
used to tragedy, Miss.
- This is where the
other body was found.
- It took a great
deal of strength
to drive a spear right through
a man's body like that?
- Yes, much more than
Penelope Read would've manged.
- I don't know, she was mad,
and insanity can give
you superhuman strength.
- That's what the police say.
- [Dan] And what do
you say, Mr. Brent?
- What do you mean?
- Well, you present us
with an interesting thesis.
If the girl didn't murder
those kids, who did?
- Somebody else, obviously.
- But who?
There was nobody else
on the island was there?
Was there?
- Brom, let's get on
with the unloading.
- Yes, I suggest
you two girls stay
here and look into
the accommodations.
- Do you want me to
sort out who sleeps
with whom or shall we draw lots?
- Now don't be funny, Nora.
We're here to do a job.
Let' sleave our personal
lives out of it, shall we?
- I'll do my best, Dan darling.
But you know what
I'm like at night.
I like to sleep beside a man,
which makes me wonder why
on earth I married you.
- Come on, Dan, let's
go and help the others.
[clattering]
[suspenseful music]
[waves crashing]
- The wind's getting up.
- Don't, Brom!
- What's up?
- We all will be if you
aren't more careful.
They're dynamite detonators.
- What have you
brought dynamite for?
- In case we have to blast
our way into the caves.
- What caves?
There are no caves
under this island.
- You're wrong, Hamp.
With a rock formation
like this there has to be.
- Hamp's right, there are
no caves on this island.
- How do you know, Brom?
I thought you'd never
been on the island.
- Well...
I never heard of any.
- What a mess!
- Hmm.
- We better start
cleaning up the place.
- What's upstairs?
- A bedroom and a
lot of blood stains.
- That's where the girl?
- Lost her head?
There's a few girls who've done
that in a bedroom, Rose dear.
- You're a hard bitch, Nora.
- Don't let me fool you, Rose.
I'm as soft as butter really.
Except when somebody is trying
to take something that I want.
Then watch it, baby.
- Get off my back,
will you, Nora?
I don't want Dan and if
he wants to leave you
it's because he
wants to leave you.
Oh, he thinks he wants me,
but it's only because
he doesn't have the guts
to walk out on you
and be on his own.
What he needs is a
woman to hang on to.
[clattering]
- He's been sleeping with you.
- [scoffs] Now you're
not going mad on me,
are you, Nora dear?
[snickering]
[suspenseful music]
- Put that down.
- I'm sorry.
I don't know what
for, but I'm sorry.
- My brother.
My brother Saul and
his wife Martha.
- They look so sad.
- They had an unhappy life.
- Had?
They're dead then?
- Six months ago.
Saul's boat was washed
up on the mainland.
We never found their bodies.
The currents 'round these
coasts are very treacherous.
- You mean they lived
here, here on this island?
- These 20 years past.
- Well, that's a
very lonely life
for a young married couple.
What possessed them
to come and live
in this godforsaken hole?
- Saul was a lonely man.
- What happened
to the baby then?
- Died.
Died these 10 years since.
- Well, there's one
thing that's certain.
- What's that?
- That this is not the luckiest
island in the world, is it?
- That'd be true.
Snape Island never
brought anything
but unhappiness,
tragedy for anyone.
[ominous music]
- Penny?
Penny, can you hear me?
- I hear.
- You are on the island, Penny.
You are on Snape Island.
Do you hear me, Penny?
You are on the island with Mae,
and Des,
and Gary.
- Mae, and Des,
and Gary.
[creepy laughing]
[creepy giggling]
[creepy giggling]
[moaning softly]
- Gary?
Penny, are you there?
[creepy giggling]
[door creaking]
Gary?
Penny?
[door smacking]
Where are you?
Stop screwing around, will ya?
You'll scare the shit outta Mae.
[creepy giggling]
That you, Gary?
Come on, Gary, where
the hell are you?
[door creaking]
Stop playing around, man.
Jesus Christ!
[thudding]
[screaming]
[ominous music]
[creepy giggling]
[ominous music]
[door creaking]
[suspenseful music]
[screaming]
- Did you hear that?
- What?
- I don't know.
I thought I heard something.
- Can't hear anything.
Maybe it was a seal or a bird.
- Oh, come on.
Let's get back,
I'm getting cold.
[ominous music]
[growling]
[screaming]
[ominous music]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
Kill!
Blood!
Kill, blood!
[screaming]
[radio distorting]
[knocking]
- Ah, the return
of the wanderer.
- Where the hell
have you been, Brent?
We were just about
to come look for you.
- Sorry, I was looking
around for a cave
entrance while there
was still light.
- Did you find any?
- No.
- There must be caves
under this place.
- What about your brother, Hamp?
He lived here for 20 years.
Did he ever mention a cave?
- No.
- How did you know his
brother lived here?
- What do you think
I've been doing
since I was in
England, sunbathing?
I spent two days in Portray
and 350 in the local pub.
I know more about this
place than Hamp does.
Well, not quite so much.
- Hey, Hamp, any cave
would have its mouth
here on the seaward side.
- Yes, you're right.
Be hidden at high tide there.
- Well, that's not far
from the lighthouse.
The caves could extend
underneath it, couldn't they?
- And I bet they do, Adam.
Why look at the
state of this room.
There's been subsidence here.
- Yes, you're right.
And remember how it's
all shored up outside.
How long has this place
been derelict, Hamp?
- Oh, 30 years or more.
They moved the lighthouse
to Bisley Head,
and that was before the war.
- Bisley Head?
Yes, there it is.
That's not as good a position
for the lighthouse
as this island,
and the only reason
they would've moved it
is because this place is unsafe.
- Because of the subsidence,
caused by the caves?
- And you've never heard of any
caves under the island, Hamp?
- Dinner's ready.
- What is it?
- Dog food, darling, what else?
You should enjoy it.
[bowl crashing]
- What's the matter?
- Can't you hear it?
Listen.
[distant flute music]
- I hear it.
[distant flute music]
- It's just the wind.
[distant flute music]
- That's not the wind.
Is it?
[distant flute music]
- It's coming from outside.
[shushing]
[distant flute music]
- Over there!
- Adam!
I wish they hadn't
have left us alone.
- We aren't.
Brom's still here.
Brom, where are you?
[distant flute music]
- There it is again.
[distant flute music]
It's almost as though it
were in the next room.
Nora, do you think...
Nora?
Where are you?
Nora?
Nora?
[suspenseful music]
[screaming]
- Turn it off, will ya?
You wouldn't think I
wanted to rape you?
- That wouldn't be so
bad, you stupid bastard!
You just scared
the pants off me.
- Did I?
That's interesting.
While they're off I'll
take advantage of it.
- I'll let you know
when I want that.
And what the hell are
you doing here anyway?
- Getting some
paraffin for the lamp.
- Oh, the tank holds
paraffin, does it?
- Yeah.
- Well how did you know that?
You've been on this island
before, haven't you?
More than once.
- I didn't want that
guy Brent to know.
- Why not?
What have you got to hide?
- Nothing, Nora, honest.
I just didn't want him
to know, that's all.
He's fuzz and they're trouble.
Unofficial fuzz, true, but I
still keep well clear of them.
I used to come here when I
was a kid with Uncle Hamp.
That's how I knew, honest.
- We better get out
of here before Rose
starts screaming the place down.
- See anything, Dan?
- No, nothing.
You could hide an
army in these rocks.
- Brent, forget it.
Let's go back, it's hopeless.
- Aye, I told you
it was the wind.
- [Dan] Yes, or someone
was playing a flute.
- I'll warm the food up.
- Not for me, darling.
This'll keep me warm for
the rest of the night.
- Did you find anything?
- No, no, nothing.
I need a drink.
- Where did you score the grass?
- I brought it
with me of course.
You want to turn on?
- No, thanks.
I've got feeling we'll have
to keep it together tonight.
So there's someone
else on the island.
- Who?
Somebody looking for the
same thing that we are?
- The treasure.
Why bother to keep themselves
outside on a night like this?
- And how did they get here?
I didn't see a boat
when we came in.
Did you, Brom?
Hamp?
But why play a flute?
- Whoever it was
would have to be mad.
Mad.
What am I saying?
- I think you
struck on it, Nora.
Whoever killed those three
American kids must be mad.
Now the police
think Penny did it.
I don't.
I think somebody else
brutally murdered those people
and subjected Penny
to such horrors
that her mind couldn't take it.
I think that person is
on this island tonight,
out there in the rocks, or
under here in the caves.
- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna have a
look at the boat.
Make sure none of the
lines have loosened.
- Don't you think
you've had enough?
That's your third.
- Who is counting?
Help me get some
music on this thing.
- No don't, Nora,
leave it alone.
It's our only means of
communication with the mainland.
What do you know of Brent, Dan?
- Same as you.
I met him for the first time
in Laurence's office, like you.
- I wonder if Laurence
checked his credentials.
- Why?
- I don't trust him, that's all.
He keeps on disappearing.
He's obviously been
on the island before.
- And he carries a gun.
- How do you know that?
- I noticed the bulge in his
trousers under his sweater.
- Yes, you would.
I'm going to go help
Brent with the boat.
- I'll go with you then.
- Three is company.
We'll see whether
the boat was Brent's
real reason for going out.
- Better you stay here, Brom.
[cup crunching]
[cup crunching]
- Well, I think I'll go to bed.
Brom, do you think you could
escort me to the bedroom,
protect me from things
that go bang in the night?
- What are you waiting for,
an engraved invitation?
- Hmm.
You look like a big, strong boy,
do you think you can
manage this on your own?
[zipping]
[laughs] Zip me, baby.
Zip me!
[suspenseful music]
- Brent!
Where is he?
We didn't pass him.
- Well he must've
gone off somewhere.
I hope nothing happens to him.
- Well why should it?
- Because this is a dangerous
island, Mr. Winthrop.
[yelling]
[suspenseful music]
- Ooh.
[moaning]
[suspenseful music]
- What was that?
- What was what?
- Did you see anything?
- See what?
- I thought I saw something
move out there in the rocks.
- [snickers] You're imagination
is playing tricks on you.
- I coulda sworn.
[moaning]
[suspenseful music]
[moaning]
[loud explosion]
- The boat!
[fire crackling]
[door slamming]
[door creaking]
[clattering]
- Rose?
[lightly snickering]
[creaking]
[creaking]
[screaming]
- It's Nora!
[panting]
[door shutting]
- My god, the stench.
- Nora.
[ominous music]
- Oh, God, forgive us.
[ominous music]
- Hamp, help me
get this outside.
Come on!
[ominous music]
- Did you see that thing?
Did you see it?
- I'll get you some water.
- Mr. Winthrop!
- Damn!
Adam, this means we're
completely cut off
from the mainland.
The boat's gone, now
the radio's gone.
- But who did it, Dan?
Who brought the body in
here and smashed the radio?
- Hamp, will be able
to tell us that.
Won't you, Hamp?
- How should I know?
- Look, I'm tired of
pussyfooting around with you.
Let's have the
truth for a change.
That was Martha, your dead
brother's wife, right?
- Yes.
- Right.
But how could that be if what
you told us earlier was true?
You said they both drowned,
but Martha didn't drown.
Any first year medical
student could tell
at a glance her neck was broken.
And if she was lost at sea,
how did she get
here in this room?
They've told us a pack of lies.
- Well, Brom, you know it?
Yes, it was all a pack a lies.
It's as I said just now...
that were Martha, God rest
her poor, tormented soul.
- When did she die?
- Six months ago, we think.
- You mean you don't know?
- No.
I used to bring Saul
and Martha supplies
out by boat every month.
She'd look out for me,
meet me on the jetty
and take the food.
Then one day six months
ago she wasn't there.
So I landed.
There were no sign
of her or Saul.
- But what made you
think she was dead?
She might've gone to the
mainland with her husband.
- She'd never leave here.
- Why not?
- Why did they
come to this island
in the first place, Mr. Gurney?
A young married couple
with a newborn baby.
What brought them to live here?
- Saul went mad.
He'd always been a
strange one, that Saul.
But he seemed to get better
after he married Martha.
Then after the baby were
born he went to pieces.
They used to live
in a cottage then
out on the cliffs
on the mainland.
Lonely place it were.
One day, soon after
the baby were born,
Martha came to see my
dad and said she was
going to bring Saul and the
baby out here to Snape Isle.
Well, my dad agreed and brought
them out here on the boat
and thereafter he paid for all
the food and and
supplies they needed.
- Do you think Saul killed her?
- I woulda sworn he woulda
never have harmed Martha.
He loved her in his
own lost sorta way.
- That day you came out
here with your father,
it was to look for Saul?
- Yeah.
- Hamp,
do you think it was Saul
that killed those kids?
- No, Saul were my flesh
and blood and he were mad
but he wouldn't harm anyone.
Of that I'm sure.
Anyhow, how do we know
that he's still alive?
- Well, he's not above the
island, that's for sure.
Because if he was
the police would
have found him when they
searched after the deaths.
So he must be under
it, Hamp, mustn't he?
In the caves.
- Yeah, that's what I
reckon, Mr. Winthrop.
But I don't know anything
about any caves, Mr. Masters,
and that's the truth.
I never set foot on
the island after Saul
came to live here with
Martha and the baby.
- And why not?
You said you brought
them food once a month.
- Martha wouldn't have it.
I never saw Saul
after he came here.
Never saw him nor the baby,
just Martha on the key.
And one day I asked her about
Michael, that were her boy,
and she said that he were dead.
- Well it doesn't give you much
of a feeling of
security, does it?
Knowing a mad man may be
roaming around under your feet
There must be an
entrance to the cave
somewhere near this building.
Now whoever put
Martha's body in here
couldn't possibly have come
from the direction of the jetty
or we'd have seen
them on our way there.
- They must've
come from the side.
- Yeah, you're right.
Well, there's one
way to find out.
Let's go and look.
I want you girls to stay here.
- Unarmed, you must kidding?
- Just lock the door
and whatever you do
don't go outside.
We won't go out
of earshot so that
if anything happens just scream.
- Can't we come, Adam?
- No, you'll be safer in here
than out there in the dark.
Hamp, Brom, you take that side.
Dan and I will look over there.
Signal if you find an opening.
- What are you
thinking about, Rose?
- Martha.
I wonder why she
came here to live,
severing all connections with
her friends and relatives.
- She must have really loved
that poor, demented man.
- Do you think Saul killed her?
- Oh, who's to know?
She probably slipped,
fell on the rocks.
- And he was left here all
alone on this dreadful island,
watching her body rot
away and not being
able to comprehend
what was happening
down in those dark caves.
- Well don't feel so
sorry for him, Rose.
Probably killed those
poor kids, remember.
Oh, I'm tired.
I really think I'll
go and get some sleep.
Are you coming?
- No, I'll stay here.
I couldn't sleep anyway.
- Ah, this is crazy, Hamp.
There's no way we're
gonna find a way in.
[yelling]
Hamp!
Hey, we found an
entrance to those caves.
Shall I signal the others?
[thudding]
Shall I go get the others?
- No, no!
We'll go down there alone.
It's a tight squeeze
but we'll make it.
- Oh, no.
I don't fancy that, Hamp.
Not with that nut Saul
running around loose.
Brave bravery ain't my bag, man.
- He won't hurt you.
- You tell those
American kids that?
- It's family, Brom.
- Screw you!
Family!
Have you ruined
your marbles too?
I aint going down that
hole for no family reasons!
- Then how about money?
Lots of it.
- Keep talking.
- There's gold in those caves.
The treasure those museum people
are looking for is down there.
And Saul knows where it is.
- You talked me into it.
- Come on then.
[moaning]
[sobbing]
[door creaking]
[sobbing]
[sobbing]
[ominous music]
[sobbing]
[metal clanging]
[door creaking]
[footsteps crunching]
[ominous music]
[door creaking]
[ominous music]
[screaming]
[mumbling]
[screaming]
[metal clanging]
[screaming]
[mumbling]
[screaming]
[mumbling]
- Martha.
- Nora!
[ominous music]
- Ah, this place is
like a rabbit warren.
- I'm sure we passed
this junction before.
- They all look alike to me.
Once you've seen one cave
you've seen them all.
- Come on, let's try this way.
- There's no one up there.
[lid clattering]
- What are you doing?
- Do you remember that
hole we saw in the rocks?
I think it opens
out into the caves.
I'm gonna blast it wide
enough for us to get into.
- You're not leaving
me here alone.
- Of course not.
Grab your coat.
Come on, Dan.
- Ah, this is hopeless.
- We'll be here a
week at this rate.
We'll have to split up.
- Split up?
I don't think that's
a good idea, Hamp.
- Now you shut, you
yellow bastard, you.
I'll take that tunnel.
You go along that one.
Now if you come to a junction,
make a mark on the
inside of the tunnel.
Okay?
- But, Hamp, we ought to...
stick together.
[ominous music]
[ominous music]
[flute music]
[loud explosion]
[water spraying]
- That's done it.
[water spraying]
[ominous music]
[engine pulsing]
- Starboard-a-helm!
Steady as you go.
Wolf's fang rock ahead!
[engine pulsing]
- That'd be the last.
- Aye.
We should've laid off
till the fog lifted.
- There are things to do, Hamp.
It's been left long enough.
- Suppose you're right.
There's the island.
[boat creaking]
We'll need this?
- Aye.
[gasping]
[suspenseful music]
Who is it?
- Don't know.
- Been dead long?
- About a week.
- Better get to the lighthouse.
- Yeah.
[suspenseful music]
[door creaking]
Dad!
Dad, come quick!
[gasping]
The head, it's...
[shouting]
[suspenseful music]
[light thudding]
- Look upstairs.
I'll try outside.
[door snapping]
[door creaking]
[clothes swooshing]
[suspenseful music]
[groaning]
[screaming]
[groaning]
[screaming]
[thudding]
[screaming]
[thudding]
- Is she always like this?
- Yes, Superintendent.
In a complete state
of catatonic stupor.
- What caused it?
Was it the blow in the head
she got from the fisherman?
- No, no, it did
no brain damage.
The superficial contusions
have healed now.
No, this is psychological.
Mental regression.
- How long will it last?
- That's impossible to say.
What has probably happened
is that her brain has
become overloaded by the horror
of what it has done or seen.
So it's only recourse was to
blow the fuse so to speak.
- What, like a machine
that short circuits?
- That's roughly the analogy.
What we have to do is find
the fault and correct it.
Otherwise, a fuse
will blow again
as soon as the machine restarts.
- And how do you
find it from this?
- The injection please, nurse.
What we do is to inject a drug
that jolts the brain into
activity for a short while,
and we delve for the
causation of the trauma.
It takes a long time though.
We'll have to be careful.
Very careful.
Perhaps you could
remind me of the facts
you have on this
girl, Superintendent.
- Well she's Penelope
Read, age 18.
She comes from Denver, Colorado.
On the sixth of last
month she arrived
in this country with a
friend, Miss Mae Harvey,
same age, also from Denver.
Object of visit to tour Europe.
- Mae Harvey, she was
the bloodied girl?
- Yes.
- And the two dead boys?
- Also American, also
on a vacation tour.
The four of them went to a jazz
festival in the west country.
When the festival was ended they
hired a boat set off
for Snape Island.
- What made them
pick that island?
- They wanted to
go somewhere quiet
and a boy they met
at the festival
told them of the
disused lighthouse.
- The window please, nurse.
- That baffles me, Dr. Simpson.
Why should a young
girl suddenly run amok
and butcher three friends
in such a brutal manner?
As well the fisherman
John Gurney.
- That's what I
have to find out.
Now, Superintendent, if you
could stay behind the chair,
and please don't make a sound.
Not at any time.
It could be extremely damaging.
What were her friends
Christian names?
- Mae, Gary, and Des.
- Mae, Gary, and Des.
Here we go.
The drug's taking effect.
Penny,
can you hear me, Penny?
Penny?
Can you hear me, Penny?
You are on the island, Penny.
You are on Snape Island.
Penny?
Can you hear me, Penny?
Penny, you are on the island.
You have just arrived
on the island, Penny.
With Mae and Des and Gary.
Do you hear me, Penny?
You are on the island
with Mae and Des and Gary.
- On the island.
- [Dr. Simpson] With Mae.
- Mae.
Mae.
Mae was frightened.
Mae was frightened.
Isn't it great?
Mae was frightened.
- Far out.
Hello?
Anybody home?
- Mae was frightened.
Let's go!
Mae was frightened.
- [Dr. Simpson]
Why was Mae scared?
- Anybody home?
[ominous music]
- [Gary] Come on, Mae.
- What's your problem, Mae?
- I don't like it here,
Penny, it gives me the creeps.
- What?
- Can you feel it?
I'm scared, Penny,
let's go back.
- [Gary] But it was your
idea to come to the island.
- Hey, there's a
bedroom up there.
What's with you?
- Mae's uptight about the place.
She wants to split.
- But it's terrific here,
just like the kid said it was.
We have sounds, food,
and some great grass.
This place is really far out.
- It scares the hell out of me!
- [Dr. Simpson] Why,
Penny, why was Mae scared?
- I don't know.
But I'm scared.
- Scared.
Mae was scared.
- [Dr. Simpson]
Why was Mae scared?
- I can't help it.
There's something
about this island.
- She's psychic.
- In that case, let me
get out my Ouija board.
- Oh loosen up, Des,
some people get vibes.
- Vibrations.
Evil, evil.
What kind of feelings
do you get, Mae?
- Evil.
I get feelings of
evil from this island.
- Ha, that's just me
wanting to boil you?
- Come on, Mae, we're
here to have fun.
Now snap out of it.
- [Penny] Evil.
Feelings of evil.
Snap out, snap out.
- Snap out of it, Mae.
- Snap out of it.
Hot.
Hot.
Swim.
Swim.
No.
No.
Moon.
Moon!
Moon!
Moon!
Moon!
[ominous music]
[moans] I'll dry that
part myself, thank you.
- Shit, I get the
only chick in Europe
who doesn't want to get laid.
- I told you before
we came, I don't.
That doesn't mean
I don't want to.
- You drive me crazy like that.
For Christ sake, I'm a man.
- And I know how to
take care of a man.
And I will, promise.
Oh, will you look at that moon?
It's too much.
- Yeah.
Penny?
Can you take care of me now?
I'm going insane.
- All dressed up
and nowhere to go.
[screaming]
[ominous music]
[screaming]
[panting]
- Alright, release her now.
- Did you learn anything?
Because I can't say I did.
- I learned that the
trauma is fear induced.
The rest is a mystery.
- Well, there's no
official mystery.
The case is closed as
far as we're concerned.
The coroner will
return an open verdict.
It'll stay on file
until this young lady
is fit to plead and take
her place in the dock.
[ominous music]
- Ba'al.
- Mr. Brent, good morning.
- Good morning, Mr. Bakewell.
- Now let me introduce
you to the others.
Rose Mason, one of our foremost
experts in Phoenician
art and culture.
Rose, Evan Brent.
- How do you do?
- Hello.
- And this is Dan
and Nora Winthrop.
Dan will hear head
our expedition.
- Is that the spear?
The one found on the island?
- Oh, indeed it is, Mr. Brent.
One of the most exciting
archeological discoveries
made in this country
over the last 30 years.
- What's so special about it?
- It's Phoenician, Mr. Brent.
And what is so
special about it is
that it's made of
gold, solid gold.
- Must be worth a fortune, eh?
- That's not quite
what Ms. Mason meant.
The material value of it is
of no great importance to us.
Though the spear would be worth
over 10,000 pounds
for its gold content.
No, what Rose
meant was that that
is a Phoenician
ceremonial spear.
- Now spears like this have
been found before, Mr. Brent,
but never in this country.
And when they have been found,
it's always been at the sight
of a chief's burial ground.
- So we expect to find a
sarcophagus on the island
or under it in one of the caves.
- Our theory is this,
about 3,000 years ago a
Phoenician trading ship
landed on these shores.
The captain of the ship,
probably a foremost
man of his country,
died and was buried in some
secret place on the island
surrounded by his treasures.
And he was placed in front
of a statue of Ba'al.
- Ba'al?
- The Phoenician God.
Every ship they sailed
in carried a replica
of the god, usually in gold.
- And that's what we
hope to find, Evan.
- Sorry I'm late.
- Come in, Adam.
- [Rose] Adam?
Somebody must be joking.
- Hello, Rose, how are you?
- I suppose I should
be speechless.
- That would be a
moment to treasure.
The last time I spoke to Rose
she was breaking our engagement.
One of your more
deplorable lapses of taste.
- Laurence, Adam Masters
is out of the question.
- Nobody asked one.
I nominate which members of
my staff go on expeditions,
and I reserve the right
to choose the best
people for the task involved.
I must admit I did
not realize that there
was a problem of personalities.
- Oh, there'll be no
problem, Laurence.
Surely not after
all these months.
- Of course not.
You've made my day.
- Ah, good.
Adam, I don't think
you know Evan Brent.
- No, I don't.
How do you do?
- How do you do?
- I should explain
what Mr. Brent
will be doing with your party.
Or perhaps you'd prefer
to do that yourself, Evan?
- If you'd like, Mr. Bakewell.
I've been engaged by the parents
of Penelope Read and they.
- That was the
girl that murdered
those poor kids
and the fisherman.
- Is alleged to have murdered.
Now we know that she
killed John Gurney,
but that was when she
was completely insane,
and I believe it was
an act of self-defense.
- I must say there's no doubt
in the minds of the police.
They're convinced she
killed those people
and regard the case as closed.
- Well I think you can
see that the parents
of the poor girl cannot agree.
They've engaged me
to come over here
and make a private
investigation.
So when I read about your
party going to the island.
- I was only too pleased
to help Mr. Brent.
- I think there's something
I ought to tell you.
You mentioned this god Ba'al.
I have a transcript
of an examination
made by Penelope
Read's psychiatrist.
Among the 10 or so words that
she uttered when under drugs,
was that word, Ba'al.
Now who or what was Ba'al?
- He was the Phoenician god
of fertility, Mr. Brent.
He was often worshiped
by orgiastic ritual.
Later in the course
of time he came
to be regarded as evil by the
Hebrews and the Christians.
In fact he came to be
associated with the devil.
- Strange, isn't it?
If you were a follower
of Ba'al today,
you would be accused
of devil worship.
[suspenseful music]
[seagulls squawking]
[chattering]
- Why don't you try
and get her back, Adam?
- Perhaps it's because I'm a
great believer in the adage
that there's nothing as
broken as a broken romance.
- I never heard that one before.
- Hardly surprising.
I just made it up.
Why such interest?
- It's quite simple, darling.
If you have her it
means that Dan can't.
- Dan?
What are you giving me?
- Didn't you know?
It's been going on for months.
- [scoffs] I can't
believe it, not with Rose.
- Well, don't then.
- Have you got any proof?
- Would you believe Dan
asking me for a divorce
so that he can marry her?
- Ironic, isn't it?
You remember that night
in the hotel in Cairo?
- When she found us?
You should've locked
your bedroom door.
- If you remember it was
you who came into my room
looking for something to read.
I wasn't expecting
to be seduced.
- It was a hot night.
What's a girl to do
when her husband's away?
Masturbation is so boring.
- What are we going
to do about us, Rose,
when this is finished?
- As I told you in
London, Dan, it's over.
- I don't believe that.
[seagulls squawking]
It would be different if
Nora would give me a divorce.
- She won't, and
even if she did.
- The boat's all
loaded, Mr. Winthrop.
- Thanks, Hamp.
I'll get the others and we'll
come on down to the jetty.
- Mr. Brent's down
there already.
[knocking]
- The boat's ready.
- Come on, love, all aboard.
[suspenseful music]
- How long will it take us?
- Take us to what, love?
- Get to the island.
- A couple of hours.
Time enough for one of
those shipboard romances.
- Don't bust your jeans, kid.
I seldom make love to strangers
and never while my
husband's watching.
- You outta give it a go.
You might find he likes it.
- It's not him I'm worried
about, Sonny, it's you.
You look a trifle inexperienced.
You know big on chat,
small in everything else.
[seagulls squawking]
- We were lucky to get you to
take us to the island, Hamp.
Nobody else in port really
seemed to want to go.
- They don't like the place.
- Because of the rocks?
- There are other reasons.
- Such as?
- The island has a
bad name, Mr. Brent.
Always had, always will.
- Especially after the
death of your father
and those three American kids.
- Won't make it any better.
- Well that make
sit even harder,
you're being so willing
to take us across.
- Well if I hadn't,
you'd have found someone.
- Hi.
Looking forward to it,
working on the island?
- They're paying good money.
Better than working
in an office.
- Is that what you usually do?
- Are you kidding?
Tried it once when
I left school,
gave it up after a month.
I must've had 100
jobs since then.
- Just a rolling stone, huh?
- Wish I was.
Now that's the game.
Plenty of bread and the chicks.
But I never work
during the summer.
Go abroad, play around
at the beaches over here.
Go to a few jazz festivals.
It's a good scene
if you don't weaken.
- Must be a great life.
- As I said, it's
better than working.
- Have you known
Hamp Gurney long?
- All my life.
He's a relative
on my mom's side.
[ominous music]
- [Evan] There's the
island, straight ahead.
- So that's Snape Island?
- That's it.
As far as I'm concerned
you can have it.
- Been here before?
- Me?
No, never.
- Sit down, everyone!
I can't see to steer.
The boat touches
one of those rocks
it'll rip the bottom out of it.
[water swishing]
- Starboard-a-helm, Hamp!
[waves crashing]
Hard-a-starboard.
Hard over!
- I wouldn't like to do
this trip on a stormy night.
- Yeah, it can be pretty hairy.
- You been here
before, Mr. Brent?
- Well,
we're here.
- I'm glad that's over.
- You alright, Rose?
- Yes.
- When the hell am
I going to get off?
- Stope moaning,
Nora, for God's sake.
- There you go,
love, minor step.
- Make the line
fast, Mr. Masters.
- Thank you.
- Any time.
- I'll keep that in mind,
but only if it's
absolutely necessary.
- Brom, give a hand
with the unloading.
- Yes, Hamp.
- That's strange.
- What is?
- The seagulls.
- There aren't any.
- That's what's so strange.
Mr. Gurney, why aren't
there any seagulls?
- Seagulls don't
nest on Snape Island.
Never see a seagull on Snape.
Never have,
never will.
Come on, we've got
to get unloading
if we want to get
in by nightfall.
- [Evan] There it is.
- [Dan] It's a pretty derelict
looking place, isn't it?
- [Hamp] Anything you
don't need right away
you can leave in the shed.
[thudding]
- [Nora] Huh.
- [Rose] What is it?
- That's where they
found my father.
- You're very brave coming here
after such a terrible tragedy.
- Fisher folk are
used to tragedy, Miss.
- This is where the
other body was found.
- It took a great
deal of strength
to drive a spear right through
a man's body like that?
- Yes, much more than
Penelope Read would've manged.
- I don't know, she was mad,
and insanity can give
you superhuman strength.
- That's what the police say.
- [Dan] And what do
you say, Mr. Brent?
- What do you mean?
- Well, you present us
with an interesting thesis.
If the girl didn't murder
those kids, who did?
- Somebody else, obviously.
- But who?
There was nobody else
on the island was there?
Was there?
- Brom, let's get on
with the unloading.
- Yes, I suggest
you two girls stay
here and look into
the accommodations.
- Do you want me to
sort out who sleeps
with whom or shall we draw lots?
- Now don't be funny, Nora.
We're here to do a job.
Let' sleave our personal
lives out of it, shall we?
- I'll do my best, Dan darling.
But you know what
I'm like at night.
I like to sleep beside a man,
which makes me wonder why
on earth I married you.
- Come on, Dan, let's
go and help the others.
[clattering]
[suspenseful music]
[waves crashing]
- The wind's getting up.
- Don't, Brom!
- What's up?
- We all will be if you
aren't more careful.
They're dynamite detonators.
- What have you
brought dynamite for?
- In case we have to blast
our way into the caves.
- What caves?
There are no caves
under this island.
- You're wrong, Hamp.
With a rock formation
like this there has to be.
- Hamp's right, there are
no caves on this island.
- How do you know, Brom?
I thought you'd never
been on the island.
- Well...
I never heard of any.
- What a mess!
- Hmm.
- We better start
cleaning up the place.
- What's upstairs?
- A bedroom and a
lot of blood stains.
- That's where the girl?
- Lost her head?
There's a few girls who've done
that in a bedroom, Rose dear.
- You're a hard bitch, Nora.
- Don't let me fool you, Rose.
I'm as soft as butter really.
Except when somebody is trying
to take something that I want.
Then watch it, baby.
- Get off my back,
will you, Nora?
I don't want Dan and if
he wants to leave you
it's because he
wants to leave you.
Oh, he thinks he wants me,
but it's only because
he doesn't have the guts
to walk out on you
and be on his own.
What he needs is a
woman to hang on to.
[clattering]
- He's been sleeping with you.
- [scoffs] Now you're
not going mad on me,
are you, Nora dear?
[snickering]
[suspenseful music]
- Put that down.
- I'm sorry.
I don't know what
for, but I'm sorry.
- My brother.
My brother Saul and
his wife Martha.
- They look so sad.
- They had an unhappy life.
- Had?
They're dead then?
- Six months ago.
Saul's boat was washed
up on the mainland.
We never found their bodies.
The currents 'round these
coasts are very treacherous.
- You mean they lived
here, here on this island?
- These 20 years past.
- Well, that's a
very lonely life
for a young married couple.
What possessed them
to come and live
in this godforsaken hole?
- Saul was a lonely man.
- What happened
to the baby then?
- Died.
Died these 10 years since.
- Well, there's one
thing that's certain.
- What's that?
- That this is not the luckiest
island in the world, is it?
- That'd be true.
Snape Island never
brought anything
but unhappiness,
tragedy for anyone.
[ominous music]
- Penny?
Penny, can you hear me?
- I hear.
- You are on the island, Penny.
You are on Snape Island.
Do you hear me, Penny?
You are on the island with Mae,
and Des,
and Gary.
- Mae, and Des,
and Gary.
[creepy laughing]
[creepy giggling]
[creepy giggling]
[moaning softly]
- Gary?
Penny, are you there?
[creepy giggling]
[door creaking]
Gary?
Penny?
[door smacking]
Where are you?
Stop screwing around, will ya?
You'll scare the shit outta Mae.
[creepy giggling]
That you, Gary?
Come on, Gary, where
the hell are you?
[door creaking]
Stop playing around, man.
Jesus Christ!
[thudding]
[screaming]
[ominous music]
[creepy giggling]
[ominous music]
[door creaking]
[suspenseful music]
[screaming]
- Did you hear that?
- What?
- I don't know.
I thought I heard something.
- Can't hear anything.
Maybe it was a seal or a bird.
- Oh, come on.
Let's get back,
I'm getting cold.
[ominous music]
[growling]
[screaming]
[ominous music]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
Kill!
Blood!
Kill, blood!
[screaming]
[radio distorting]
[knocking]
- Ah, the return
of the wanderer.
- Where the hell
have you been, Brent?
We were just about
to come look for you.
- Sorry, I was looking
around for a cave
entrance while there
was still light.
- Did you find any?
- No.
- There must be caves
under this place.
- What about your brother, Hamp?
He lived here for 20 years.
Did he ever mention a cave?
- No.
- How did you know his
brother lived here?
- What do you think
I've been doing
since I was in
England, sunbathing?
I spent two days in Portray
and 350 in the local pub.
I know more about this
place than Hamp does.
Well, not quite so much.
- Hey, Hamp, any cave
would have its mouth
here on the seaward side.
- Yes, you're right.
Be hidden at high tide there.
- Well, that's not far
from the lighthouse.
The caves could extend
underneath it, couldn't they?
- And I bet they do, Adam.
Why look at the
state of this room.
There's been subsidence here.
- Yes, you're right.
And remember how it's
all shored up outside.
How long has this place
been derelict, Hamp?
- Oh, 30 years or more.
They moved the lighthouse
to Bisley Head,
and that was before the war.
- Bisley Head?
Yes, there it is.
That's not as good a position
for the lighthouse
as this island,
and the only reason
they would've moved it
is because this place is unsafe.
- Because of the subsidence,
caused by the caves?
- And you've never heard of any
caves under the island, Hamp?
- Dinner's ready.
- What is it?
- Dog food, darling, what else?
You should enjoy it.
[bowl crashing]
- What's the matter?
- Can't you hear it?
Listen.
[distant flute music]
- I hear it.
[distant flute music]
- It's just the wind.
[distant flute music]
- That's not the wind.
Is it?
[distant flute music]
- It's coming from outside.
[shushing]
[distant flute music]
- Over there!
- Adam!
I wish they hadn't
have left us alone.
- We aren't.
Brom's still here.
Brom, where are you?
[distant flute music]
- There it is again.
[distant flute music]
It's almost as though it
were in the next room.
Nora, do you think...
Nora?
Where are you?
Nora?
Nora?
[suspenseful music]
[screaming]
- Turn it off, will ya?
You wouldn't think I
wanted to rape you?
- That wouldn't be so
bad, you stupid bastard!
You just scared
the pants off me.
- Did I?
That's interesting.
While they're off I'll
take advantage of it.
- I'll let you know
when I want that.
And what the hell are
you doing here anyway?
- Getting some
paraffin for the lamp.
- Oh, the tank holds
paraffin, does it?
- Yeah.
- Well how did you know that?
You've been on this island
before, haven't you?
More than once.
- I didn't want that
guy Brent to know.
- Why not?
What have you got to hide?
- Nothing, Nora, honest.
I just didn't want him
to know, that's all.
He's fuzz and they're trouble.
Unofficial fuzz, true, but I
still keep well clear of them.
I used to come here when I
was a kid with Uncle Hamp.
That's how I knew, honest.
- We better get out
of here before Rose
starts screaming the place down.
- See anything, Dan?
- No, nothing.
You could hide an
army in these rocks.
- Brent, forget it.
Let's go back, it's hopeless.
- Aye, I told you
it was the wind.
- [Dan] Yes, or someone
was playing a flute.
- I'll warm the food up.
- Not for me, darling.
This'll keep me warm for
the rest of the night.
- Did you find anything?
- No, no, nothing.
I need a drink.
- Where did you score the grass?
- I brought it
with me of course.
You want to turn on?
- No, thanks.
I've got feeling we'll have
to keep it together tonight.
So there's someone
else on the island.
- Who?
Somebody looking for the
same thing that we are?
- The treasure.
Why bother to keep themselves
outside on a night like this?
- And how did they get here?
I didn't see a boat
when we came in.
Did you, Brom?
Hamp?
But why play a flute?
- Whoever it was
would have to be mad.
Mad.
What am I saying?
- I think you
struck on it, Nora.
Whoever killed those three
American kids must be mad.
Now the police
think Penny did it.
I don't.
I think somebody else
brutally murdered those people
and subjected Penny
to such horrors
that her mind couldn't take it.
I think that person is
on this island tonight,
out there in the rocks, or
under here in the caves.
- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna have a
look at the boat.
Make sure none of the
lines have loosened.
- Don't you think
you've had enough?
That's your third.
- Who is counting?
Help me get some
music on this thing.
- No don't, Nora,
leave it alone.
It's our only means of
communication with the mainland.
What do you know of Brent, Dan?
- Same as you.
I met him for the first time
in Laurence's office, like you.
- I wonder if Laurence
checked his credentials.
- Why?
- I don't trust him, that's all.
He keeps on disappearing.
He's obviously been
on the island before.
- And he carries a gun.
- How do you know that?
- I noticed the bulge in his
trousers under his sweater.
- Yes, you would.
I'm going to go help
Brent with the boat.
- I'll go with you then.
- Three is company.
We'll see whether
the boat was Brent's
real reason for going out.
- Better you stay here, Brom.
[cup crunching]
[cup crunching]
- Well, I think I'll go to bed.
Brom, do you think you could
escort me to the bedroom,
protect me from things
that go bang in the night?
- What are you waiting for,
an engraved invitation?
- Hmm.
You look like a big, strong boy,
do you think you can
manage this on your own?
[zipping]
[laughs] Zip me, baby.
Zip me!
[suspenseful music]
- Brent!
Where is he?
We didn't pass him.
- Well he must've
gone off somewhere.
I hope nothing happens to him.
- Well why should it?
- Because this is a dangerous
island, Mr. Winthrop.
[yelling]
[suspenseful music]
- Ooh.
[moaning]
[suspenseful music]
- What was that?
- What was what?
- Did you see anything?
- See what?
- I thought I saw something
move out there in the rocks.
- [snickers] You're imagination
is playing tricks on you.
- I coulda sworn.
[moaning]
[suspenseful music]
[moaning]
[loud explosion]
- The boat!
[fire crackling]
[door slamming]
[door creaking]
[clattering]
- Rose?
[lightly snickering]
[creaking]
[creaking]
[screaming]
- It's Nora!
[panting]
[door shutting]
- My god, the stench.
- Nora.
[ominous music]
- Oh, God, forgive us.
[ominous music]
- Hamp, help me
get this outside.
Come on!
[ominous music]
- Did you see that thing?
Did you see it?
- I'll get you some water.
- Mr. Winthrop!
- Damn!
Adam, this means we're
completely cut off
from the mainland.
The boat's gone, now
the radio's gone.
- But who did it, Dan?
Who brought the body in
here and smashed the radio?
- Hamp, will be able
to tell us that.
Won't you, Hamp?
- How should I know?
- Look, I'm tired of
pussyfooting around with you.
Let's have the
truth for a change.
That was Martha, your dead
brother's wife, right?
- Yes.
- Right.
But how could that be if what
you told us earlier was true?
You said they both drowned,
but Martha didn't drown.
Any first year medical
student could tell
at a glance her neck was broken.
And if she was lost at sea,
how did she get
here in this room?
They've told us a pack of lies.
- Well, Brom, you know it?
Yes, it was all a pack a lies.
It's as I said just now...
that were Martha, God rest
her poor, tormented soul.
- When did she die?
- Six months ago, we think.
- You mean you don't know?
- No.
I used to bring Saul
and Martha supplies
out by boat every month.
She'd look out for me,
meet me on the jetty
and take the food.
Then one day six months
ago she wasn't there.
So I landed.
There were no sign
of her or Saul.
- But what made you
think she was dead?
She might've gone to the
mainland with her husband.
- She'd never leave here.
- Why not?
- Why did they
come to this island
in the first place, Mr. Gurney?
A young married couple
with a newborn baby.
What brought them to live here?
- Saul went mad.
He'd always been a
strange one, that Saul.
But he seemed to get better
after he married Martha.
Then after the baby were
born he went to pieces.
They used to live
in a cottage then
out on the cliffs
on the mainland.
Lonely place it were.
One day, soon after
the baby were born,
Martha came to see my
dad and said she was
going to bring Saul and the
baby out here to Snape Isle.
Well, my dad agreed and brought
them out here on the boat
and thereafter he paid for all
the food and and
supplies they needed.
- Do you think Saul killed her?
- I woulda sworn he woulda
never have harmed Martha.
He loved her in his
own lost sorta way.
- That day you came out
here with your father,
it was to look for Saul?
- Yeah.
- Hamp,
do you think it was Saul
that killed those kids?
- No, Saul were my flesh
and blood and he were mad
but he wouldn't harm anyone.
Of that I'm sure.
Anyhow, how do we know
that he's still alive?
- Well, he's not above the
island, that's for sure.
Because if he was
the police would
have found him when they
searched after the deaths.
So he must be under
it, Hamp, mustn't he?
In the caves.
- Yeah, that's what I
reckon, Mr. Winthrop.
But I don't know anything
about any caves, Mr. Masters,
and that's the truth.
I never set foot on
the island after Saul
came to live here with
Martha and the baby.
- And why not?
You said you brought
them food once a month.
- Martha wouldn't have it.
I never saw Saul
after he came here.
Never saw him nor the baby,
just Martha on the key.
And one day I asked her about
Michael, that were her boy,
and she said that he were dead.
- Well it doesn't give you much
of a feeling of
security, does it?
Knowing a mad man may be
roaming around under your feet
There must be an
entrance to the cave
somewhere near this building.
Now whoever put
Martha's body in here
couldn't possibly have come
from the direction of the jetty
or we'd have seen
them on our way there.
- They must've
come from the side.
- Yeah, you're right.
Well, there's one
way to find out.
Let's go and look.
I want you girls to stay here.
- Unarmed, you must kidding?
- Just lock the door
and whatever you do
don't go outside.
We won't go out
of earshot so that
if anything happens just scream.
- Can't we come, Adam?
- No, you'll be safer in here
than out there in the dark.
Hamp, Brom, you take that side.
Dan and I will look over there.
Signal if you find an opening.
- What are you
thinking about, Rose?
- Martha.
I wonder why she
came here to live,
severing all connections with
her friends and relatives.
- She must have really loved
that poor, demented man.
- Do you think Saul killed her?
- Oh, who's to know?
She probably slipped,
fell on the rocks.
- And he was left here all
alone on this dreadful island,
watching her body rot
away and not being
able to comprehend
what was happening
down in those dark caves.
- Well don't feel so
sorry for him, Rose.
Probably killed those
poor kids, remember.
Oh, I'm tired.
I really think I'll
go and get some sleep.
Are you coming?
- No, I'll stay here.
I couldn't sleep anyway.
- Ah, this is crazy, Hamp.
There's no way we're
gonna find a way in.
[yelling]
Hamp!
Hey, we found an
entrance to those caves.
Shall I signal the others?
[thudding]
Shall I go get the others?
- No, no!
We'll go down there alone.
It's a tight squeeze
but we'll make it.
- Oh, no.
I don't fancy that, Hamp.
Not with that nut Saul
running around loose.
Brave bravery ain't my bag, man.
- He won't hurt you.
- You tell those
American kids that?
- It's family, Brom.
- Screw you!
Family!
Have you ruined
your marbles too?
I aint going down that
hole for no family reasons!
- Then how about money?
Lots of it.
- Keep talking.
- There's gold in those caves.
The treasure those museum people
are looking for is down there.
And Saul knows where it is.
- You talked me into it.
- Come on then.
[moaning]
[sobbing]
[door creaking]
[sobbing]
[sobbing]
[ominous music]
[sobbing]
[metal clanging]
[door creaking]
[footsteps crunching]
[ominous music]
[door creaking]
[ominous music]
[screaming]
[mumbling]
[screaming]
[metal clanging]
[screaming]
[mumbling]
[screaming]
[mumbling]
- Martha.
- Nora!
[ominous music]
- Ah, this place is
like a rabbit warren.
- I'm sure we passed
this junction before.
- They all look alike to me.
Once you've seen one cave
you've seen them all.
- Come on, let's try this way.
- There's no one up there.
[lid clattering]
- What are you doing?
- Do you remember that
hole we saw in the rocks?
I think it opens
out into the caves.
I'm gonna blast it wide
enough for us to get into.
- You're not leaving
me here alone.
- Of course not.
Grab your coat.
Come on, Dan.
- Ah, this is hopeless.
- We'll be here a
week at this rate.
We'll have to split up.
- Split up?
I don't think that's
a good idea, Hamp.
- Now you shut, you
yellow bastard, you.
I'll take that tunnel.
You go along that one.
Now if you come to a junction,
make a mark on the
inside of the tunnel.
Okay?
- But, Hamp, we ought to...
stick together.
[ominous music]
[ominous music]
[flute music]
[loud explosion]
[water spraying]
- That's done it.
[water spraying]