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This programme contains some scenes some viewers may find disturbing | 0:00:01 | 0:00:05 | |
BIRDS SCREECH | 0:00:06 | 0:00:08 | |
EERIE SUSPENSEFUL SCORE | 0:00:13 | 0:00:15 | |
RUSTLING | 0:00:26 | 0:00:27 | |
Are you lost, man? | 0:00:34 | 0:00:36 | |
Not as lost as our friend. | 0:00:38 | 0:00:40 | |
We'll give him a home. | 0:00:41 | 0:00:42 | |
NARRATOR: Have you not heard of Stumpy's Brae? | 0:00:50 | 0:00:53 | |
Sit down, sit down, young friend | 0:00:53 | 0:00:56 | |
I'll make your flesh to creep this night | 0:00:56 | 0:00:59 | |
and your hair to stand on end. | 0:00:59 | 0:01:02 | |
You get all your messages done? | 0:01:22 | 0:01:24 | |
I did. | 0:01:24 | 0:01:26 | |
And before you ask, I sold all the wee hens for a decent price. | 0:01:26 | 0:01:30 | |
I don't doubt it. | 0:01:30 | 0:01:31 | |
Did you settle for the flour? I did. | 0:01:33 | 0:01:35 | |
And the oats? Them and all. | 0:01:35 | 0:01:37 | |
And there was money left over? There was. | 0:01:40 | 0:01:42 | |
You done well. | 0:01:45 | 0:01:46 | |
Have you the price of a ticket yet? | 0:01:50 | 0:01:53 | |
Near to half of one fare. | 0:01:53 | 0:01:54 | |
John! John! | 0:02:03 | 0:02:06 | |
What's wrong? | 0:02:06 | 0:02:07 | |
A letter from Donald. | 0:02:09 | 0:02:11 | |
He says they're giving parcels of land to they that will go out west. | 0:02:12 | 0:02:17 | |
Well, they do say fortune favours fools, | 0:02:18 | 0:02:21 | |
so Donald should have nothing to worry about. | 0:02:21 | 0:02:24 | |
Did you mind my dinner? | 0:02:24 | 0:02:26 | |
He's sent us two dollars for the tin. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:29 | |
That's powerful good of your brother. | 0:02:30 | 0:02:33 | |
I hope he hasn't left himself short. | 0:02:33 | 0:02:36 | |
Hello, Mrs Campbell, is your husband home? | 0:03:01 | 0:03:05 | |
He's not. He's out at his work. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:07 | |
Well, you'll not take it ill if we hang on for him? | 0:03:09 | 0:03:13 | |
What's it about? | 0:03:13 | 0:03:15 | |
If it's all the same to you, Mrs Campbell, | 0:03:15 | 0:03:17 | |
I'd prefer to talk business with the man of the house. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:20 | |
You have no business with us. | 0:03:20 | 0:03:21 | |
We paid our rent a fortnight back. | 0:03:21 | 0:03:23 | |
The landlord has decided to raise the rent. | 0:03:23 | 0:03:26 | |
He can't do that. | 0:03:26 | 0:03:29 | |
He can do what he wants. It's his land. | 0:03:29 | 0:03:31 | |
Well, he'll have to hold on. | 0:03:31 | 0:03:34 | |
We can't give you what we don't have. | 0:03:34 | 0:03:37 | |
I know times are hard. And no-one has anything to spare. | 0:03:37 | 0:03:40 | |
COINS RATTLE | 0:03:43 | 0:03:45 | |
Yet there's always folks that hide their meat and ask for more. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:50 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:03:50 | 0:03:52 | |
Ah, no, John!! You'll get us put out. | 0:03:54 | 0:03:57 | |
No! They can't take it. No!! | 0:03:57 | 0:04:01 | |
Keep a tight hold of your wife, man, or she'll land you in jail. | 0:04:01 | 0:04:05 | |
John!! | 0:04:05 | 0:04:06 | |
JOHN COUGHS VIOLENTLY | 0:04:08 | 0:04:11 | |
HE GROANS AND COUGHS | 0:04:13 | 0:04:16 | |
We can always save more money. | 0:04:18 | 0:04:20 | |
Do you know how long it took us | 0:04:20 | 0:04:23 | |
to scrape together what was in yon tin? | 0:04:23 | 0:04:25 | |
We could sell some of your mother's belongings. | 0:04:31 | 0:04:34 | |
We can... | 0:04:37 | 0:04:38 | |
We can do nothing, John. It's over. | 0:04:38 | 0:04:40 | |
Our money's gone, along with our chance. We left it too long. | 0:04:41 | 0:04:46 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES AND RAIN FALLS | 0:04:51 | 0:04:54 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:04:58 | 0:05:00 | |
That's rough weather. | 0:05:03 | 0:05:04 | |
Is everything shut tight? | 0:05:05 | 0:05:07 | |
Aye, all's battened down. | 0:05:09 | 0:05:11 | |
HE RUBS HIS HANDS | 0:05:12 | 0:05:14 | |
RATTLING AT THE DOOR | 0:05:15 | 0:05:17 | |
HEAVY KNOCKING | 0:05:29 | 0:05:31 | |
Who's there? | 0:05:33 | 0:05:35 | |
An honest traveller. I'm looking lodgings for the night. | 0:05:35 | 0:05:38 | |
Well, you may continue looking. | 0:05:40 | 0:05:42 | |
Would you see a gentleman founder for want of the right road? | 0:05:42 | 0:05:46 | |
I'd be willing to pay. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:49 | |
Well, maybe we could find a dry corner for a man of means. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:02 | |
I'm obliged to you. | 0:06:02 | 0:06:03 | |
Yon's no night for man or beast. | 0:06:03 | 0:06:07 | |
Come in, come in. You'll let the heat out. Aye. | 0:06:07 | 0:06:10 | |
Man, but yon's a grand fire. | 0:06:14 | 0:06:16 | |
Now... how does two shillings for the night sound? | 0:06:21 | 0:06:24 | |
Sounds dear. | 0:06:27 | 0:06:30 | |
Of course, we would have asked for three or four, but... | 0:06:30 | 0:06:33 | |
seeing as how you're lost... | 0:06:33 | 0:06:34 | |
As you say. | 0:06:36 | 0:06:38 | |
I see you have broth on the boil. | 0:06:40 | 0:06:42 | |
Could you spare a bowl? | 0:06:44 | 0:06:46 | |
We've none to spare, but... | 0:06:46 | 0:06:48 | |
..for six pence more you can have my own bite... | 0:06:50 | 0:06:53 | |
though I'll go empty for it. | 0:06:53 | 0:06:55 | |
Good sir, you have a deal. | 0:06:58 | 0:07:00 | |
WIND HOWLS AND RAIN PELTS | 0:07:02 | 0:07:04 | |
SCRAPING AND SLURPING | 0:07:07 | 0:07:10 | |
Yon was great broth. | 0:07:18 | 0:07:20 | |
I'm glad you thought so much of it. | 0:07:20 | 0:07:22 | |
I've seldom had finer. | 0:07:22 | 0:07:24 | |
Would you like some tobacco? | 0:07:28 | 0:07:30 | |
Well, as a rule I don't partake of such fineries | 0:07:31 | 0:07:35 | |
but I'll not affront you, as you're a paying guest. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:39 | |
Aye, finest Bright leaf. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:46 | |
I've seen it growing... | 0:07:48 | 0:07:50 | |
..from the Mississippi Delta | 0:07:51 | 0:07:53 | |
to the Blue Ridge Mountains of Tennessee. | 0:07:53 | 0:07:57 | |
America? | 0:07:58 | 0:07:59 | |
Aye, but yon's a dry tale for such a wet night. | 0:08:00 | 0:08:05 | |
HE SWALLOWS AND SIGHS | 0:08:19 | 0:08:21 | |
HE SNIFFS Aye, America... | 0:08:21 | 0:08:24 | |
..with its endless rolling prairies.. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:29 | |
..like great seas of grass. | 0:08:31 | 0:08:35 | |
Where a body might walk for a week | 0:08:37 | 0:08:40 | |
and not catch sight of another critter. | 0:08:40 | 0:08:42 | |
And at night the stars are so bright | 0:08:47 | 0:08:51 | |
they look to be no more than a dozen yards above your head. | 0:08:51 | 0:08:56 | |
What took you there? | 0:08:58 | 0:08:59 | |
Dealing, good sir. | 0:09:00 | 0:09:02 | |
I have treasures the likes of which you've never dreamt. | 0:09:04 | 0:09:07 | |
In my pack are knives from Louisiana that are so sharp | 0:09:10 | 0:09:14 | |
they could cut iron like green wood. | 0:09:14 | 0:09:18 | |
Don't all tinkers carry a sharpening stone? | 0:09:18 | 0:09:20 | |
I'm no tinker, sir. | 0:09:23 | 0:09:25 | |
But for good people like yourselves that has took in a poor soul | 0:09:30 | 0:09:35 | |
lost on the road... | 0:09:35 | 0:09:37 | |
I'd be willing to part with one or two articles of rare value | 0:09:38 | 0:09:43 | |
for next to nothing. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:44 | |
What would you say to a bonny brush for the lady, or maybe a... | 0:09:46 | 0:09:51 | |
..gentleman's pipe for yourself. | 0:09:52 | 0:09:54 | |
I'd say we have no need for such geegaws. | 0:09:56 | 0:09:59 | |
But you will remember the money you have promised. | 0:09:59 | 0:10:02 | |
Don't worry... | 0:10:04 | 0:10:07 | |
you'll have your money in the morning. | 0:10:07 | 0:10:08 | |
I suspect our lodger might leave us with a slater or two. | 0:10:14 | 0:10:18 | |
I think we should have asked him for a few more shillings. | 0:10:19 | 0:10:23 | |
Don't fear. I plan to ask for plenty in the morning. | 0:10:23 | 0:10:27 | |
Yon codger has no notion of parting with money. | 0:10:27 | 0:10:30 | |
He has done nothing but hoodwink and gull us | 0:10:30 | 0:10:32 | |
since he landed at our door. | 0:10:32 | 0:10:34 | |
He will not set foot back over that door unless he pays. | 0:10:35 | 0:10:38 | |
What if we were to take what we're owed, and maybe a bit more as well? | 0:10:41 | 0:10:45 | |
Instead of having to beg for it. | 0:10:45 | 0:10:47 | |
That's daft talk. | 0:10:48 | 0:10:50 | |
He would know something is wrong as soon as he lifts his pack. | 0:10:50 | 0:10:53 | |
Not if we put something in. | 0:10:57 | 0:10:59 | |
What about when he opens it? | 0:11:00 | 0:11:01 | |
By that time he'll be long gone. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:04 | |
Anyway, no-one'll take heed of that old man. | 0:11:04 | 0:11:08 | |
We could get rid of gear in town and in a few days be gone. | 0:11:11 | 0:11:14 | |
Where? The Carolinas. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:18 | |
I don't know. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:21 | |
That's your trouble, John, you know nothing. | 0:11:24 | 0:11:27 | |
DOOR CREAKS | 0:11:53 | 0:11:56 | |
SCORE RISES | 0:12:41 | 0:12:43 | |
GROANING AND CHOKING | 0:12:46 | 0:12:49 | |
PEDLAR GROANS | 0:13:02 | 0:13:03 | |
JOHN COUGHS | 0:13:16 | 0:13:19 | |
PEDLAR GURGLES | 0:13:21 | 0:13:23 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 0:13:31 | 0:13:32 | |
THUD AND SQUELCH | 0:13:40 | 0:13:43 | |
PEDLAR CHOKES AND GROANS | 0:13:43 | 0:13:46 | |
PEDLAR STRUGGLES FOR BREATH | 0:13:58 | 0:14:00 | |
Ahh!! | 0:14:02 | 0:14:04 | |
DOOR SWINGS IN THE WIND | 0:14:25 | 0:14:27 | |
We have to get him out. | 0:14:28 | 0:14:29 | |
Ahh! | 0:15:01 | 0:15:03 | |
He's too long! | 0:15:04 | 0:15:06 | |
He's too long! | 0:15:11 | 0:15:12 | |
SHE WHIMPERS | 0:15:14 | 0:15:17 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:15:19 | 0:15:21 | |
THUDS AND SQUELCHING | 0:15:21 | 0:15:23 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:15:23 | 0:15:26 | |
HE PANTS HEAVILY | 0:15:32 | 0:15:35 | |
Gather up the legs and knife, and put them in the sack. | 0:15:46 | 0:15:50 | |
Stitch the top and I'll get the cart. | 0:15:50 | 0:15:54 | |
Where are you going to bury him? | 0:15:57 | 0:15:59 | |
The far side of the brae. | 0:16:00 | 0:16:03 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:16:11 | 0:16:13 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:16:19 | 0:16:21 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:16:34 | 0:16:36 | |
It's done. | 0:17:12 | 0:17:13 | |
We can put it behind us. | 0:17:22 | 0:17:24 | |
There's a new start here. | 0:17:31 | 0:17:32 | |
I hope you're right. | 0:17:41 | 0:17:43 | |
It's all rubbish. | 0:18:25 | 0:18:27 | |
It was all for nothing. | 0:18:37 | 0:18:38 | |
We could get a few shillings for the brass and copper. | 0:18:42 | 0:18:46 | |
Nothing... | 0:18:46 | 0:18:47 | |
It would be something for the tin. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:50 | |
Leave it alone, Sarah. | 0:18:51 | 0:18:53 | |
There's folks will set up tickets for those without the means to pay. | 0:18:58 | 0:19:03 | |
I hear they're willing to give passage for indenture. | 0:19:03 | 0:19:07 | |
Maybe we could... | 0:19:07 | 0:19:09 | |
For the love of God, woman, hold your wheesht! | 0:19:09 | 0:19:11 | |
There'll be no more talk of America in this house. | 0:19:12 | 0:19:15 | |
BIRDS SCREECH | 0:19:41 | 0:19:43 | |
SCREAMING | 0:20:08 | 0:20:11 | |
SPOON CLINKS | 0:21:01 | 0:21:04 | |
Will you not take a few mouthfuls? | 0:21:08 | 0:21:10 | |
John... I was down at the burn today. | 0:21:16 | 0:21:19 | |
There was a bag in the water. | 0:21:23 | 0:21:25 | |
What kind of bag? | 0:21:26 | 0:21:28 | |
A sack. Stained with blood. | 0:21:28 | 0:21:31 | |
You've not been yourself. None of us have. | 0:21:34 | 0:21:38 | |
But we'll get through. | 0:21:39 | 0:21:41 | |
Aye. | 0:21:45 | 0:21:47 | |
Are you for coming to bed? | 0:22:43 | 0:22:45 | |
I'll not be long. Go you on. | 0:22:48 | 0:22:52 | |
WOOD SHIFTS | 0:23:10 | 0:23:12 | |
RATTLING NOISE | 0:23:18 | 0:23:19 | |
Sarah. Do you hear that? | 0:23:21 | 0:23:24 | |
It's the wind, man. Go to sleep. | 0:23:26 | 0:23:29 | |
John? | 0:23:56 | 0:23:57 | |
John? | 0:24:22 | 0:24:23 | |
John! John! | 0:24:24 | 0:24:27 | |
John, John, what are you doing? | 0:24:27 | 0:24:30 | |
There were tracks! | 0:24:31 | 0:24:32 | |
Tracks? | 0:24:32 | 0:24:34 | |
It's all right... We're not near all right! | 0:24:35 | 0:24:38 | |
John, we have to put it behind us! | 0:24:39 | 0:24:42 | |
It'll not let me! | 0:24:42 | 0:24:44 | |
It'll have to let you! | 0:24:44 | 0:24:47 | |
We're not on our own anymore. | 0:24:47 | 0:24:50 | |
Is there nothing you should be doing? | 0:25:30 | 0:25:33 | |
FURNITURE SHIFTS | 0:25:45 | 0:25:47 | |
John? | 0:26:48 | 0:26:50 | |
John? | 0:26:52 | 0:26:54 | |
John! | 0:26:56 | 0:26:58 | |
SHE WEEPS | 0:26:58 | 0:27:00 | |
John... | 0:27:04 | 0:27:05 | |
We have ships leaving every other week for New York. | 0:27:12 | 0:27:15 | |
Passage is seven pounds. | 0:27:15 | 0:27:17 | |
I'm told you can set up a ticket for someone without the means to pay. | 0:27:17 | 0:27:21 | |
Perhaps a way could be found. For someone not afraid to work. | 0:27:28 | 0:27:33 | |
I'm no stranger to work. | 0:27:33 | 0:27:35 | |
If you're willing to sign a contract, | 0:27:35 | 0:27:37 | |
there'll be a ticket waiting for you on the next ship out. | 0:27:37 | 0:27:41 | |
Mind, it will be a seven-year contract. | 0:27:41 | 0:27:44 | |
And the work will be hard. | 0:27:44 | 0:27:46 | |
BELLS TOLL | 0:27:48 | 0:27:50 | |
Mrs Campbell? | 0:27:51 | 0:27:52 | |
Aye. | 0:27:52 | 0:27:54 | |
CHILDREN CRY | 0:28:00 | 0:28:03 | |
It'll be all right. | 0:28:18 | 0:28:19 | |
In the wild woods of America, her weary feet she set... | 0:28:34 | 0:28:40 | |
But Stumpy was there first, they say... | 0:28:43 | 0:28:48 | |
and haunted her to her dying day... | 0:28:48 | 0:28:50 | |
WOOD CREAKS | 0:28:50 | 0:28:52 | |
SHE GASPS | 0:28:52 | 0:28:54 | |
And he haunts her children yet. | 0:28:56 | 0:28:59 | |
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