Warlock Moon (1973) - full transcript

- [Woman] John, come on.

Let's go, we've seen enough.

(John laughs)

- You said you weren't
gonna be scared.

- I lied a little.

I was wrong, I admit it.

Come on, I've lost my interest
in old buildings, let's go.

- No, not yet.

- Look, I admit it, I'm
scared, what do I have to say?

Why don't we go?

- Well, because I think
you're going to be perfect.



- No, don't do that,
come on, please!

Okay, come on out.

Please don't scare me.

Where are you?

Look, I know you're
gonna jump out.

It won't be a surprise,
it won't scare me.

(steel dings)

Come on out, please don't hide.

(suspenseful music)

(man grunts)
(screams)

(ominous music)

- Unfortunately, when we talk
about deviancy in society,

we face the problem
of determining what
is in fact normal.

Of all the deviant behavior
patterns we find in society,



perhaps the most
common is incest,

followed closely
by homosexuality.

Both of these are
culturally-defined
patterns and societal

attitudes towards them vary
from one society to another.

In fact, generally
we classify them

as relative deviant patterns.

Does anybody have the time?

- Five after 12.

- Okay, that's enough for today.

On Monday we'll talk about
another pattern that might be

of interest to all
of you, cannibalism.

Have a good weekend.
(smooth jazz music)

- Please, madam, keep walking.

Act as if nothing is happening.

If you value my
life, please madam,

make pretend as though
we are together.

Do not look behind
you, whatever you do.

Don't look behind, please!

Please do not look behind you.
(woman laughs)

Well, now as you have
looked behind you,

let me ask you a few questions?

- No.

- Did you possibly see
two men in dark suits

getting out of a Citreon
with a French poodle?

- No.
- No.

Okay then, how about two men
in dark suits getting out of

a Volkswagen with a German
Shepherd, you saw that, no, huh?

- No, I'm sorry.
- No, alright.

Did you possibly see two
gentlemen in dark suits

getting out of a Rolls
Royce with a bulldog?

- No, I'm sorry, I can't help.
- Are you absolutely certain?

- I'm absolutely certain.

- Good, then we are safe.
(woman laughs)

Will you go on a picnic with me?

- Oh, you're too much.
- Please?

- No, I really can't.

- Please, look, I've
got a jug of wine.

I got a jug of wine and I got
a loaf of bananas, and I got

a piece of bread and I need
a doll and you're a doll.

- (laughs) Oh, thank you
very much but I really can't.

I just can't, I have too
much to do this afternoon.

- What could you
possibly have to do

that's more important
than going on a picnic?

- I have a lot of homework and
I have to finish a painting

and it's almost the
end of semester.

- Are you a painter?
- Yeah, a little, you know.

- Do you know a painting
called (speaks French)?

(woman sighs and speaks French)

(speaks French)
- (laughs) Yeah, I know it.

- And who painted that painting?

- Manet.
- Manet.

And was Manet a great painter?

- Yeah, he was a great painter.

- He was a great painter,
and what is that painting of?

- Could it be of a picnic?
- A picnic!

And what experience gave
Manet the great power

to portray it on canvas?

- Well, I would say it's
because he suffered and because,

because he worked on
his paintings hard--

- And?

And, and, and?

And he went on a picnic.

- You're right, he went on a
picnic, but there were two men

on that picnic, and
there was a nude woman,

and we just don't
have the requirements.

- Oh, wait, that's
okay, I'll be nude!

Hey, wait!
(smooth jazz music)

- [Woman] Why do these
things always happen to me?

- [John] Well, look, Jenny.

You have to admit that picnic
was a gourmet's delight.

- [Jenny] Yeah,
I'll have to admit.

Bananas and bread
is pretty exotic.

Hey, I have a question,
how did you know my name?

- Psychic.
- (laughs) No way.

- Good guess.
(Jenny chuckles)

Well, actually, I
asked your professor.

- [Jenny] Are you in my class?

- [John] No, I don't go to
school, I work in the newspaper.

- [Jenny] Ace reporter, huh?

- [John] Well, (chuckles)
actually, for the time being,

I run errands, but I'm
supposed to start writing

in the features section soon.

- [Jenny] What will you
write about, travel?

You don't even know
the way back. (laughs)

- [John] Wait, you'll see.

We should've turned
left back there.

- [Jenny] No, I'm absolutely
positive it was right.

We're goin' the right
way, believe me!

(chuckles)

- Absolutely positive
it was right, huh?

- Well, it does
look at this point

like I made a slight error.
- Oh, no.

- What do you
suppose that's for?

(dark tones)

- [John] Who knows?

- Oh, no, wait, John,
let's see where it goes!

- [John] Oh, come on, let's go.

- Where's your
spirit of adventure?

- I lost it in the
Greyhound bus depot.

- Typical. (chuckles)

Aren't you curious?

- You really wanna?

- Yeah.

(John chuckles)

- Okay.
- Let's walk.

- [John] Let's drive.

(smooth jazz music)

(ominous tones)

- Wow!

This is incredible.

What do you think it was?

- I don't know,
probably an old resort.

There used to be a lot of them
in this valley in the 1890s.

- Yeah?

- [John] Hey, Jenny!

Look, I was right!

Soda Spring Spa.

- Hey, you're not
so dumb after all.

(ominous tones)

(ominous tones)

- [John] Jenny,
where are you goin'?

- I'm going up here to
see what's there, come on!

(suspenseful music)

(door creaks)

(door creaks)

- Who are you?

What are you doing here?

You startled me!
- Oh!

I startled you? God, I thought
I was having a heart attack!

- Well, it's your own fault.

You know that trespassing
is illegal, child?

It serves you right!
- What's the matter?

Are you okay?
- Yeah.

- Who are you?

- Who, me? I live here!

The question is, who are you?

- Well, we saw the buildings
and we were curious.

- Oh.

Curiosity killed the cat.

- We meant no harm.

- We were just coming back
from a picnic and we got

kind of lost.

- Well, I guess
there's no harm done.

Here, let's go out
in the sunshine.

I just worry about young
hooligans and vandals

breaking all my windows.
- Do you really live here?

- Yes, I do, child.

Would you like to see my rose?

I'm just about to make some
tea, would you like some?

- Oh, if it's no trouble.
- No, no!

I was just about to
put it on, come along!

- What kind of spa was this?

- Oh, this spa was famous
for its mineral waters.

And its hot spring baths.

Of course, the weather
was perfect, too.

This is one of the
cottages used by guests

who stayed for a longer time.

You're going to have to
excuse the mess in here.

I'm not used to having visitors.

(laughs) Oh, good heavens.

I've completely
forgotten my manners.

My name is Abercrombi,
Agnes Abercrombi.

- I'm Jenny Macallister.

And this is John--
- Devers.

- Well, I'm pleased to
make your acquaintance.

Make yourselves at home,

and I'll go see if
the tea kettle is hot.

- Oh, look, John.
- There we go!

- Oh, thank you.

Do you live here by yourself?
- Yes, I do, child.

Actually, it's very
comfortable here.

- These rooms look
very comfortable.

Do you use the
rest of the house?

- Oh, no, I boarded
most of them up.

They're all fallin' down inside.

- How many other
buildings are there?

- Oh, there are 13 and a half.

- (chuckles) And a half?

(Agnes laughs)

- You young people probably
think we're silly, but,

we think 13's an unlucky number.

And when the architects planned
to call for 13 buildings,

they made him add an extra one.

- [John] What do the
insides look like?

- Oh, they're pretty,
pretty messy now.

They're all fallin' down.

- [John] Do you mind
if we look around?

- [Agnes] Oh, no!

Would you like me
to show you around?

This place really
has quite a history.

- [John] I'd like
that very much.

- John, do you mind if I
just stay here for a while?

- Is that alright,
Mrs. Abercrombi?

I feel dizzy for some reason.

- Are you sure you're okay?
- Oh, yeah, it's nothing.

- [Agnes] You're not
sick, are you, child?

- Oh, it's nothing, (chuckles)
I just, I'd just like

to sit here and I'll catch up
with you in a minute, okay?

- Okay.

You catch up when you're
feeling okay, alright?

- Alright.
- Alright. (chuckles)

(dark tones)

(muffled chatter)

(suspenseful music)

- What does she
need all this for?

(dark tones)

John?

Mrs. Abercrombi!

(dark tones)

(muffled clunks)

(muffled clunks)

John?

(steel dings)
- John!

(ominous music)

(intense chords)
(doors slam)

(Jenny gasps)

John!
(suspenseful music)

John!

(suspenseful music)

- Jenny?

Hey, what're you doin' up there?

- I'm looking for you!

- Well, come on down, we'll
meet you out in front, okay?

- [Agnes] Careful, child,
that's an old building!

- Okay!

Hi.
- Hi, welcome down.

- You're feeling better, child?

You're still looking
a little pale.

- No, I'm much
better, thank you.

- You missed a great tour.

- Oh, but there's still the
main banquet hall, come along.

- Come on.

Now, this is the great
kitchen, where they supplied

food for all the dining
halls in the spa.

Three dining halls
and the restaurants.

It is a terrible mess.

It used to be shining.

- Hi, I'm a side of peas.
(women laugh)

Your (mumbles), m'lady.

- Oh, thank you very much.

- [John] My lady,
that's as far as I go.

- [Agnes] When this refrigerator
was first put in here,

it was the largest thing
anybody had ever seen.

- Oh.

It is huge.

- Yes, very large.

It's a shame.
- Oh!

(Agnes laughs)

- Come on, you two,
let's get out of here.

(suspenseful music)

- Mrs. Abercrombi!

What's in these rooms?

- Oh, those doors
have been locked

ever since I can
remember, child.

The keys have been rusted
and rots for years.

Come on, let's get
out in the sunshine.

- Jenny?

Well, thank you very
much for the tour.

It was really fascinating,
but I guess we better

get going if we wanna get
back before it gets dark.

- Well, thank you both,
I enjoyed your company.

I'm sorry I startled you, child.

- Oh, that's okay, it
was my fault, really.

- Nonsense, now you
take care of yourself.

I think you may be
coming down with a fever.

- I will.
- Thanks again for everything.

- You're welcome,
come again sometime.

- Maybe we will, bye bye.

(ominous tones)

(smooth jazz music)

(Jenny gasps)

Hello.

- Oh.

Do you make a habit of
dropping in on people?

- Well, it does get
their attention.

- Oh, no kidding.

Hey, I was wondering when
I was gonna see you again.

- Hey, look, I'm sorry.

I've been really busy
down at the paper.

- That's another thing, I called
that paper where you work,

and the person I talked to
didn't know who you were.

- Oh, well, you probably
spoke to the front desk.

Well, they don't know
me up there. (chuckles)

I'm always in the back
in the features sections.

Well, anyway, I was
looking for you today.

I've got a surprise for ya.

- Oh, not another
Groucho the Spy

all-expense-paid picnic is it?

- Nope, better than that.

A whole day with me ending
with dinner on the town.

- Hm, sounds promising, when?

- Saturday.
- Well, I think I'm free.

- I know you are.
(Jenny laughs)

- Well, you're right,
where are we gonna go?

- Well, that's the catch.
- Okay.

What're you holding back,
where are you gonna take me?

- Soda Spring Spa.

- John, no.

Oh, John, you know I
don't like that place.

- I know, I know, but listen.

This is a great
opportunity for me.

I told my editor about the
place and he thinks it's

a perfect subject for a story
in the features section.

- Oh, that place
gives me the creeps.

- Oh, come on, please?

I mean, this is my first chance
to do some actual writing.

Next time you can
pick the place.

- Really?
- I promise!

And it won't be so bad, I mean,
after I get a few pictures

and get the facts
from the old lady,

we can drive our cars back
to the city for dinner.

- Our cars?

- Yeah, that's the other thing.

See, I'll be doing some work
north of there and I thought

maybe you could drive your own
car and meet me out in front.

- John, couldn't I go with you?

- You can't, it's
somebody else's story!

I'm just taking photos.

I wish you could,
but it's impossible.

Look, I really wanna
spend the day with you.

It would mean a lot to me.

Please?
(smooth jazz music)

- Okay.

(chuckles) What time?

- [John] 12 o'clock.

- [Jenny] You better be there.

- [John] I'll be there
before you, for sure!

- You better be.

That rat.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(leaves rustle)

(gun fires)
(screams)

- (gasps) Sorry.

I didn't mean to startle you.

- God, this is
getting to be a habit.

I'm okay.

- [Man] Oh, I didn't
expect to see anybody here.

I didn't hear you coming.

And I had a quale
right in my sights.

- I'm glad you didn't
have me in your sights.

Doesn't Mrs. Abercrombi
mind you hunting here?

- Who?

- The old lady who lives here.

- No one lives here.

No one's lived here since
the place closed down,

and that was in the early 30s.

In fact, no one even
likes to come near here.

I'm about the only
one who ever does.

But I don't believe
all that nonsense.

And generally, the
hunt's pretty good.

Not that the deer
hunting is much, but--

- [Jenny] What nonsense?

- What?

- You said that you didn't
believe all that nonsense.

- Oh, I've always said
that's just foolish talk.

- What kind of talk?

- Back in 1930 or so,

on the 50th anniversary
of the opening of the spa,

they had a huge ball and
a banquet to celebrate.

The owner's daughter had been
married that afternoon so they

made her the guest of honor.

Well, when everything
was ready for the banquet

and everyone was ready to start,

the girl was
nowhere to be found.

So, they waited and waited and,

finally, they started
the banquet without her.

And then, after everybody
had finished eating,

a couple of the guests
went out into the kitchen

to congratulate the cook
on the wonderful dinner.

And they found that, uh, well...

- Yes?

- Well, they found that the
cook had killed the girl,

and cooked her and had
fed her to the guests.

- Oh, my god.
(man chuckles)

- That's my sentiments exactly.

But as the story goes, that
was the end of the spa.

It closed that night
and never opened again.

- Why did the cook
kill the girl?

- They never figured that out
and they never caught her.

- Her?

Is this story true?

- No, of course not. (chuckles)

I think it's all
legend and not fact,

but the old people in the
valley really believe it.

There's people who
swear that they've seen

the ghost of that
bride, out here,

walking around in a
white wedding dress.

And people have come out here
and were never seen again.

And a lot of other
such nonsense.

But I figure that the
spa closed because, well,

they just ran out of money.
- Yeah.

I like that reason best.
(man laughs)

(horn honks)
- Oh, that must be John.

Oh, he's a friend of mine,
I'm supposed to meet him here.

Well, thank you for everything,
and for not shooting me.

- My pleasure. (chuckles)
- Goodbye.

- Hey, wait.

This is the quickest
way out to the front.

It's faster goin' through here.

Now, this is the back
of the main building,

and you can cut
right through here.

Kinda spooky, isn't it?
(Jenny chuckles)

- I thought you didn't
believe in the story?

- Well, I don't believe it,
but it's still kinda spooky.

Right down there
and to the right.

- Okay, thank you very
much for everything.

- Don't mention it.
- I hope I see you again.

- Well, I hope I see you, too.
- Bye bye.

- Bye bye.

(ominous music)

(steel dings)

(ominous chord)
(screams)

- [John] I'm sorry I was late!

Have you been here long?

- Yes, but John, listen,
everything's gone.

- Gone?

- When I got here and you
weren't here and nothing else

was either, I thought I
was going out of my mind.

(dark tones)

- Oh, hello!

What a delightful surprise!

- [John] Hello, Mrs. Abercrombi.

- Are you feeling
better today, child?

I was worried about you.

- [Jenny] Yes, I'm fine.

- Well, it's so nice to
see the two of ya again.

Come on in, I'm just
puttin' on a pot of tea!

- [John] I'd love some.

- You've got to believe me.

Just a few minutes ago
there was nothing here.

She wasn't here and the
room was completely empty--

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hold on.

You must've come
in the wrong way.

You mistook an empty
guest house for hers.

- No, I didn't!

- Well, then how
do you explain it?

- I don't know.

I don't know, I just
don't like it here, John.

Please, let's go.
- Now you're being silly.

Look, relax.

Are you feelin' okay?
- Oh, damnit, I'm fine.

- Okay.

Just must've made a mistake.

- Tea's ready!

Come on in.

- We'll be in in a second.

Are you okay?

- Oh, I guess.

It's just that I,

I was so sure.

I guess it's possible.

(ominous tones)

- You two must think I'm
an awful housekeeper.

Every time you come here,
the place is a mess.

- Don't be silly, it looks fine.

- Now, tell me.

What brings you two
back here so soon?

Such an unexpected pleasure.

- Well, when I got back, I was
talkin' to my editor about--

- [Agnes] Your editor?

Do you work for a magazine?

- Newspaper.
- Oh.

Here, dear, be
careful, it's very hot.

- See, I don't exactly
work for them yet.

I mean, I don't write.
- Here you go.

- Thank you, but I think
I've got my chance now.

I think I can do it and
I think I'll get it.

The editor thinks that the
resort would be a perfect--

- Put some sugar in it.
- No, thank you.

- Go on, put some sugar in it.

- Okay.

- [John] So, if
you're interested,

I brought my tape recorder
and I'll take a few pictures,

and ask a few questions.

- Better.

Now, you were saying?

(John chuckles)

- Oh, well, my editor thinks
that the resort here would be

a perfect subject for a feature
story in the Sunday section.

So, I brought my camera
and my tape recorder

and if I can impose on
you for a little longer,

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

- [Agnes] Of course, I find
the whole thing so exciting.

- Good.
- Say, listen.

I have something that might
interest you, young man.

I have a scrapbook with old
pictures of this resort.

- I'd love to see it.
- Yep.

There's a picture in
here of my father.

Here, let's shove
this stuff along here.

And some of those carriages
I was telling you about.

Now, let's see, let me see.

There, yes, yes!

- Oh, that's beautiful.
- Isn't that lovely?

- [John] I wish you could
see when it's all like that.

- Yes, but you see--
(cup clatters)

- Oh, excuse me.
(tense music)

I think I need some air.
- Are you alright, child?

You look awful pale.
- I just feel dizzy again.

I'll go outside for a while.
- Hey, Jenny.

You want me to come with you?
- Oh, no.

No, get your story, I'm sorry.

I'll just be outside,
I'll be fine in a minute.

- Okay.

- [Woman] Jenny!

(suspenseful music)

Jenny!

(ominous music)

Jenny!

(suspenseful music)

Jenny!

(muffled scraping)

(ominous music)

(glass smashes)

(Jenny screams)

(muffled clunks)

(hammering thuds)

(suspenseful music)

(Jenny screams)

- Jenny!

Jenny!

Jen, she's down here!

Jenny.

- [Agnes] Child, what happened?

- We heard a scream,
what happened?

- Oh, god, that ax!
- It's okay.

It's okay, I'm here.

Why'd you faint, what happened?

- He was after me and I, I
got trapped in this room!

And, and he was gonna kill me!

- Who?
- The, the man with the ax!

And someone else!
- But where?

There's no one here!

- He was upstairs, upstairs,

and then he ran
down here after me!

- Whoa, your wrist,
how'd you do that?

- Oh, child, you probably
cut it when you fainted.

You better come
back to my rooms.

- No, no, let me show you!

- Hey, Mrs. Abercrombi's right.

- No, I have to show you!
- Jenny!

Jenny, please.

- John, they were here!

There was that girl and
there was this grindstone--

- Jenny, come on, let's go
back to Mrs. Abercrombi's

and you can lie down.

- I think you must have a fever.

Oh, you're burning!

Come, child.

- [Jenny] But they were here,
where could they have gone to?

- Jenny, Jenny, come
on, there's no one here!

Come on, you need to lie down.

- But...

(dark tones)

I'm alright, really.

- [John] All the same,
you stay here and rest.

- John, will you go to the
kitchen and get the rag

next to the sink?
- Sure.

- It's just a scratch!
- That's no scratch, child.

It should be bandaged properly,

and when you get back
home, you go see a doctor.

- Here, I can do it.
- No, let me.

- No.

- How is that fever, child?

I think you could be
coming down with the flu.

Sun's about to set,
be dark in an hour.

- We'll have to be going soon.
- Going?

- Well, we planned to go
back to the city for dinner.

- Oh, my, I won't
stand for that.

You stay here and
have dinner with me.

And spend the night, too.
- No!

- Jenny needs the
rest, and besides,

you don't need any dinner
in that foggy city.

You'll be pneumonia for sure.

- That's a very generous offer,

but I'm afraid we can't accept.

We'd be an imposition.
- Oh, no.

It would give me the
greatest pleasure.

- But you weren't planning
on three for dinner.

- [John] And besides, there
isn't room for us here.

- Oh, yes, there is,
there are two cottages,

where my relatives used to
stay when they visited me.

All they need are pillows
and some blankets.

Of course, I'm afraid
it's a little dusty now.

- That's very kind,
Mrs. Abercrombi, but--

- Now hush, child.

I insist, you need the rest.

It's all decided, I
won't hear anything more!

I'm going out now
and make the beds.

(whistles jauntily)

- John?
- I'm in here!

- Hi.
- Hi.

- [Jenny] How is it in there?

- A little dusty. (chuckles)

It's not bad, it's no hotel.

Hold on a second.

Thank you.

- On second thought,
I'll wear it.

Thank you, sir.

(smooth jazz music)

- You still sorry we're staying?

- Oh, well, I'm
just so confused,

with everything that's
been happening to me.

- Everything you think's
been happening to you.

- Okay, so there's
no proof, but,

it doesn't prove that
it didn't happen and,

and it doesn't change one thing.

- [John] What's that?

- That I saw Mrs. Abercrombi
coming out of that padlocked

room that she told us she
didn't have the key for.

- Jenny, you gotta believe me.

Mrs. Abercrombi was
with me the whole time,

talking about the resort.

She didn't leave until
we heard you scream.

- Well, it doesn't
change what I saw.

And after what the hunter said--

- Wait, wait a
minute. (chuckles)

I thought you just
told me that the hunter

didn't believe
that story himself?

- Yeah, but--
- But nothing.

Come on.

Now look, Jenny, you've
just gotta relax.

You've probably got a touch of
some bug that's going around

and it's plying tricks on you.

- Maybe so.

Anyway, I, I'm glad
I'm not here alone.

- You know, abandoned swimming
pools always intrigued me.

- When I found one when I
was little, I used to jump in

and pretend I was a Christian
being thrown to the lions.

- No, no, no, no, no!
- What?

- No, with me it's the scene
at the monster movie when the

heroine is finally trapped
by the grotesque beast.

- (laughs) In a swimming pool?
- Sure!

(screams)
(tense music)

Step by step.

Closer and closer.
(Jenny giggles)

The beast came to our
heroine, poor Miss Betty Lou.

Until, at last, there
was nowhere left to go,

and she was trapped.

(Jenny yelps)

(Jenny giggles)

With the final step,

the beast licked his
lips in anticipation.

- Oh. (chuckles)

- [John] And snorted. (snorts)

(Jenny screams)

Then...
(Jenny chuckles)

He looked down at her,

with an emotion he
had never felt before.

Was it love?

Anger, pity, greed?
- (laughs) Okay.

- [John] A certain
tenderness, shall we say.

And with this tenderness,
he picked our heroine up--

(Jenny screams)
And carried her off.

To a cave--
(Jenny screams)

- Oh, no!
- But at that very moment!

Our hero appears on the scene.
- Oh!

- Brave.

Young.

Intelligent.

Trustworthy.

Loyal, helpful, friendly,
courteous, kind, obedient,

cheerful, thrifty,
brave, clean--

- Okay, okay! (giggles)
- And reverent.

Our hero, Dr. Bradley, who
just happens to be the creator

of this hideous thing,
cognizant of the evil

he has reaped upon an
unsuspecting world,

and now that his creature
threatens the one thing

in the world he loves,
besides science,

has come to do battle
with the hideous monster.

Slowly, he approaches him.

The thing rears up. (roars)
(Jenny screams)

He approaches again, the
thing rears up. (roars)

"Come here, you beast,
lay hands off of her."

"You mean me?"

"Yes, you, you
hideous creature."

"Don't be rude."

"Take that, and that!"
(Jenny yelps)

"Take that, and that!"

"That that!"

And the girl gets the upper
hand and with a heroic plunge,

dives his knife into
the creature's heart.

(Jenny screams)

- [Jenny] Oh.

My hero!

- It was nothing.

- Oh! (giggles)

- And slowly, the hero takes
the heroine into his arms,

for the ultimate kiss,

and final pay out.

(gentle orchestral music)

But can it be?

Why, our hero is no hero at all.

But Dracula's nephew.
(Jenny laughs)

Out for a bite.

- Oh, you never stop.

(John grunts)

Oh. (chuckles)

Oh, John. (laughs)

(John grunts)

Come on, John.

Okay.
(John grunts)

Come on.
(John grunts)

Please?
(John grunts)

Come on.
(John grunts)

Stop.
(John grunts)

Okay, stop!
(John grunts)

Please stop.
(John grunts)

Please stop!

Please stop!
(John grunts)

John, please!
(John grunts)

Please!
(John grunts)

- One more way to get attention.

(smooth jazz music)

- [Agnes] Done!

Yoo-hoo!

- [Jenny] What do
you think will happen

to the resort, Mrs. Abercrombi?

- I don't know, I've always
hoped someone would come along

and be interested in
offering to fix it up

like it used to be, you know,

paint it and wallpaper it,

and fix up the lovely old
gardens and the walls.

Oh, but nobody feels like that

toward a place
like this anymore.

No, those days are gone.

- This meal is superb.

You shouldn't have gone
to so much trouble.

- I'm glad you enjoy it.

Wasn't any trouble, you know,
cooking's really my hobby.

- Well, this is fantastic.

- I'm glad you like it.

- What kind of meat is this,
Mrs. Abercrombi, is it beef?

- No.

- Well, then lamb or pork?

- No.
- (chuckles) What is it, then?

- It's an old secret
family recipe.

- Oh. (chuckles)

- I call it hunter's stew.

It'd spoil all the fun if
I told you how I made it.

- Well, it's delicious,
so before I go,

do you promise you'll
tell me how to make it?

- Yes.

I promise to tell you how
I made it before you go.

- Okay.

(John and Jenny sigh)

- Now, anybody for some wine?

- Oh, I'd love some.
- Oh.

- You, child?
- Oh, thank you very much.

- Oh, good, good!

(ominous music)

There we go!

- I propose a toast.

To the hospitality of
our generous hostess.

- [John] Yes, indeed.

- Thank you!

(ominous music)

What a clumsy fool I--
- Here, let me get it.

- Yes.

How unfortunate.

Please don't make me
stay, let's go tonight.

- Jenny, don't get
yourself all excited again.

- [Jenny] Please!

- There's gotta be a perfectly
logical explanation for,

for everything that you
think's been happening to you.

You've probably got a
fever and you're overtired.

- Oh, please, John!
- There's nothing wrong!

Believe me.

I'll take care of you.

I'm sorry nothing ever works
out the way I planned it.

It's the story of my life.
- Some dinner in the city.

- Yeah. (chuckles)

What you need now is rest,
I'll be right nextdoor.

Tonight, you get some
sleep and then tomorrow,

we'll try and figure things out.

We'll find your hunter
friend, we'll go see what

we can find out in town about
our Mrs. Abercrombi, okay?

- You promise you'll
help me check it out?

- Cross my heart
and hope to die.

- Don't say that.

- What's this?

- I don't know, it was here.

I guess she left
it for me to wear.

- (chuckles) Really?

Hey, come on, let me see it.

Well, it's not exactly Playboy.

- Thank goodness.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

- I'll be right nextdoor.
- You better.

(wolf howls)

(gravel crunches)

(gravel crunches)

(gravel crunches)

(gravel crunches)

(suspenseful music)
(gravel crunches)

(gravel crunches)

(door rattles)

(gravel crunches)

(gravel crunches)

(screams)
(ominous tones)

(suspenseful music)

(ax thuds)
(wood snaps)

(screams)

- Hey, what happened?

- The ax man was
trying to get me again!

- Where?
- He was outside the door!

Chopping at the door,
trying to get in!

- Jenny, listen, there was no
one outside when I got here.

- He had to be there!
- Jenny!

- Look at the door, the door...

No, it had to be!

- Come on, Jenny, lie down.
- No, you don't believe me!

- Come on, lie down, you'll
feel better in the morning.

- You have to believe me!
- Jenny, please.

- You don't believe me.
- Jenny, please.

- Here, give her this,
I put a sedative in it.

- I won't drink anything
she gives me, get out!

- Jenny--
- Get out!

Get out, both of you!
- Come on.

Let's leave her alone,
we're only making her worse.

- Shouldn't we help her?

- No, we'll come back
in the morning, come on.

(Jenny sobs)

(door opens)
(strong wind blows)

(suspenseful music)

- Jenny.

Come with me.

Watch her house, Jenny.

- Gah, you fools,
you fools, you fool!

Get outta here!

I suspected you'd
foul this thing up!

Every time, everything
was going perfectly.

Now get out of here!

There's only one
more thing to do!

Get out of here and get her!

Go on, get her!

- [Bride] Get the key
to the padlocked room.

That will prove it to John.

(suspenseful music)

(glass clinks)

- Where are you?

(footsteps approach)

Oh, good lad.

Now, listen.

Everything must be exactly
the same as I told you.

Most important, the circle.

- Don't worry, it will be.

But why do we need all this?

We didn't have to
with the others--

- The others were not the same.

She must be just like
that first bride.

- [John] Okay.

- Now, remember, we waited
for tonight for a reason.

So that it can be just the same.

She must die between midnight
and six in the morning.

Not a second before or after.

I'm having trouble with our
helpers, they're too anxious.

They could spoil everything.

Now, remember.

Most important.

The circle.

She must enter it,
without us forcing her.

Understood?

- What about Luther
and the others?

- [Agnes] If they're
here by midnight, fine.

If not, we won't wait
a second for them.

(tense music)

(Jenny moans)
(steel clangs)

(door thuds)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(key clangs)

(door creaks)

(ominous music)

(Jenny screams)

- Did you find what
you're looking for, Jenny?

(laughs)

(laughs)

- Jenny!

- Again.

- Jenny, help!

Jenny, help!

- Oh, god, they've got John.

(suspenseful music)

(footsteps clunk)

(screams)

No.

Don't come any closer.

I'll shoot you.

Please.

Please.

Please.
(man grunts)

(gun fires)

(ominous tones)

(suspenseful music)

(sobs)

(screams)

- Jenny!

- John.

How did you get away?
- Doesn't matter.

Come on, we've gotta
get outta here.

- John, look out!

Oh, god, not you.
(suspenseful music)

- I'm sorry, Jenny,
but you are so perfect.

(Jenny yelps)

- [Jenny] No.

No!

(whines)

No!

(screams)

(moans)

(suspenseful music)

- She's waking.

- Ah-ha, good.

It's almost midnight.

I wanted her to be awake.

- What about Luther
and the others?

- I told you, we weren't
going to wait for them.

- Then let's start.

- Oh, we have to
wait till midnight.

- But that drug may
wear off at any time.

We don't know how
much we got in her.

- Enough did.

I don't want to
hurry and spoil this.

We worked too long lookin'
for one as perfect as her.

(laughs)

Fine, child!

I'm so glad you could join us.

Although, it's a shame
after John and I worked

so long and hard lookin'
for someone like you,

you're not going to
be with us very long.

- It's no use, Jenny.

That shot we gave you
was a local anesthetic.

You can see and hear fine,

but you can't move
your body at all.

- (chuckles) Frustratin',
isn't it, child?

But you have no idea how
frustrating it's been

for John and me, waiting all
this time for this night.

This special night.

Ah, but it was well worth it.

Oh!

Oh, I must thank you
for being so generous,

with that blood for the circle.

- [John] It's almost time.

- Fine, child.

In a moment, you're
going to learn

the recipe for my hunter's stew.

(ominous tones)

(tense music)

Now, child, you are one of us.

(clock chimes)

Die, child!

(dramatic music)

(groans)

(suspenseful music)

(car engine churns)

(car engine churns)

(car starts)

(man grunts)

(ominous music)
(tires screech)

(sirens wail)

- [Jenny] Agnes Abercrombi,
then you'll believe me.

She lives in here.

- [Deputy] Well, if
she does live here,

she sure is a
messy house keeper.

- [Sheriff] Are you sure
you're in the right room?

- [Jenny] God damnit,
she lives here!

It's just that,
everything's gone.

- [Deputy] So, this is
where it all happened, huh?

- It was right here!

It was all here!

I don't understand.

- [Sheriff] How about
tellin' us the truth?

- It happened!

It happened!

It happened!

It happened!

It happened! (sobs)

- [Sheriff] You haven't taken
any funny drugs, have ya?

- [Deputy] Hey, Sheriff.

Sheriff, look what I found, I
don't think this little lady's

been tellin' us the whole truth.

- [Sheriff] That's
sure enough marijuana.

- That's not mine!

- [Sheriff] Well, it's
your car, ain't it?

- Yes, it's my car,
but those are not mine!

- [Sheriff] I'm afraid you'll
have to wait here a while--

- Sheriff, this little lady
don't deserve no private cell.

Put her down there
with the other one.

- Don't worry, miss,
you won't be here long.

(dark tones)

(door slams)

(Jenny sighs)

- Wonder how long
I'll have to be here.

(dark tones)

- Just long enough, my child.

(Jenny screams)

(bell tolls)

(bell tolls)

(bell tolls)

(bell tolls)

(bell tolls)