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I walked with a zombie. SHE LAUGHS | 0:00:56 | 0:00:59 | |
Does seem an odd thing to say. | 0:00:59 | 0:01:02 | |
Had anyone said that to me a year ago, | 0:01:02 | 0:01:04 | |
I'm not at all sure I would have known what a zombie was. | 0:01:04 | 0:01:08 | |
I might have had some notion that they were strange and frightening, | 0:01:08 | 0:01:12 | |
even a little funny. | 0:01:12 | 0:01:14 | |
-It all began in such an ordinary way... -You're single? | 0:01:14 | 0:01:18 | |
Yes. | 0:01:18 | 0:01:19 | |
Where were you trained? | 0:01:19 | 0:01:21 | |
Memorial Hospital, here in Ottawa. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:24 | |
Now, this last question's a little irregular, Miss Connell. | 0:01:24 | 0:01:27 | |
I don't know quite how to begin. Do you believe in witchcraft? | 0:01:27 | 0:01:32 | |
Well...! They didn't teach it at Memorial Hospital, | 0:01:32 | 0:01:36 | |
-but I had my suspicions about the Directress of Training. -Now, as to salary. It's quite good. | 0:01:36 | 0:01:41 | |
-200 a month. -That is good. I'd like to know a little bit more about the case. -I can't tell you much. | 0:01:41 | 0:01:48 | |
-The patient is the wife of Mr Paul Holland, with whom we do much business. -Another interview...? -No. | 0:01:48 | 0:01:54 | |
This is quite final. You see, Mr Holland is a sugar planter. He lives on St Sebastian in the West Indies. | 0:01:54 | 0:01:59 | |
-The West Indies? -That's not so bad. Sit under a palm tree, | 0:01:59 | 0:02:04 | |
go swimming, take sun baths. | 0:02:04 | 0:02:07 | |
Palm trees... | 0:02:07 | 0:02:10 | |
CREW CHANTS "O Marie Congo" | 0:02:13 | 0:02:16 | |
'It seemed only a few days before I met Mr Holland in Antigua. | 0:02:23 | 0:02:27 | |
'We boarded the boat for St Sebastian. It was all just as I'd imagined it. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:32 | |
'I looked at those great, glowing stars. I felt the warm wind on my cheek. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:37 | |
'I breathed deep, and every bit of me inside myself said, "How beautiful!" ' | 0:02:37 | 0:02:44 | |
It's not beautiful... | 0:02:44 | 0:02:45 | |
You read my thoughts, Mr Holland. | 0:02:46 | 0:02:50 | |
It's easy to read the thoughts of a newcomer. Everything seems beautiful because you don't understand. | 0:02:50 | 0:02:55 | |
Those flying fish - they're not leaping for joy. They're jumping in terror. | 0:02:55 | 0:03:00 | |
Bigger fish want to eat them. That luminous water - it takes its gleam | 0:03:00 | 0:03:05 | |
from millions of tiny dead bodies. The glitter of putrescence. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:10 | |
There's no beauty here. Only death and decay. | 0:03:10 | 0:03:14 | |
You can't really believe that. | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
Everything good dies here... | 0:03:19 | 0:03:22 | |
even the stars... | 0:03:22 | 0:03:23 | |
'It was strange to have him break in on my thoughts. There was cruelty and hardness in his voice. | 0:03:31 | 0:03:36 | |
'And yet something about him I liked. | 0:03:36 | 0:03:39 | |
'Something clean and honest. | 0:03:39 | 0:03:41 | |
'But hurt. Badly hurt.' | 0:03:41 | 0:03:45 | |
Times gone, Fort Holland was a fort, and now, no longer. | 0:04:10 | 0:04:14 | |
Holland's a most old family, miss. | 0:04:14 | 0:04:17 | |
They brought the coloured folks to the island. | 0:04:17 | 0:04:20 | |
-The coloured folks and Ti-Misery. -Ti-Misery? What's that? | 0:04:20 | 0:04:24 | |
A man, miss. An old man who lives in the garden at Fort Holland, | 0:04:24 | 0:04:28 | |
-with arrows stuck in him and a sorrowful, weeping look on his black face. -Alive? | 0:04:28 | 0:04:33 | |
No, miss. He's just the same as he was in the beginning. On the front side of an enormous boat. | 0:04:33 | 0:04:39 | |
-You mean a figurehead. -If you say, miss. And the enormous boat brought the Long Ago Fathers | 0:04:39 | 0:04:45 | |
and the Long Ago Mothers of us all, chained to the bottom of the boat. | 0:04:45 | 0:04:49 | |
They brought to you to a beautiful place, didn't they? | 0:04:49 | 0:04:53 | |
If you say, miss. If you say. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:56 | |
Fort Holland. From the gate, it seemed strangely dream-like. | 0:05:08 | 0:05:13 | |
The garden had life of its own. I was to know all the nooks and crannies of that great house. | 0:05:13 | 0:05:18 | |
To love them or hate them according to what happened there... | 0:05:18 | 0:05:22 | |
In that house, I was to hear a strange confession. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:25 | |
A confession only madness could have wrung from the lips of a sane person. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:30 | |
And yet it was in the same room with the candles lit that I made the discovery of my own love. | 0:05:30 | 0:05:36 | |
Knew happiness, deep through the heart. | 0:05:36 | 0:05:39 | |
My room. I can still remember my delight. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:42 | |
Unpacking, getting ready for dinner. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:44 | |
And yet all the while, I wondered at the stillness of Fort Holland. | 0:05:44 | 0:05:48 | |
The fact that I saw no-one on the garden paths or in the rooms. | 0:05:48 | 0:05:51 | |
KNOCK | 0:05:55 | 0:05:57 | |
-Yes? -Miss Connell? It's dinner. | 0:05:57 | 0:06:01 | |
Oh, thank you. | 0:06:01 | 0:06:03 | |
-Miss Connell? -Yes? -I'm Wesley Rand. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:14 | |
Paul wanted me to introduce myself. | 0:06:14 | 0:06:17 | |
Seems we're dining by ourselves, Miss Connell. But I'll introduce you to everyone anyway. | 0:06:17 | 0:06:22 | |
Here in the master's chair sits the master, my half-brother Paul Holland. | 0:06:22 | 0:06:27 | |
-Oh, but you've met him already? -Yes. On the boat. -That chair in the corner is the particular property | 0:06:27 | 0:06:32 | |
of Mrs Rand, mother to both of us, and much too good for either of us. | 0:06:32 | 0:06:36 | |
-Too wise, in fact, to live under the same roof. She prefers the village dispensary. -Oh, she's a doctor? -No. | 0:06:36 | 0:06:41 | |
-She just runs the place. She does everything else though. An amazing woman. You'd like her. -I do already! | 0:06:41 | 0:06:46 | |
-That's my chair. And this is Miss Connell, who is beautiful. -Thank you. Who sits there? | 0:06:46 | 0:06:52 | |
My brother's wife. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:55 | |
Here, here, this isn't cosy at all. | 0:06:56 | 0:06:59 | |
Makes me seem aloof, and I'm anything but that. | 0:06:59 | 0:07:02 | |
-But you're an American. -I went to school in Buffalo. Paul went to school in England. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:09 | |
Well, I wondered about your different accents. I'm still wondering about your names - Rand and Holland. | 0:07:09 | 0:07:15 | |
We're half-brothers. Paul is mother's first child. | 0:07:15 | 0:07:18 | |
When his father died, she married my father. Doctor Rand, the missionary. | 0:07:18 | 0:07:22 | |
DISTANT DRUMMING | 0:07:22 | 0:07:25 | |
The jungle drums. | 0:07:28 | 0:07:30 | |
Mysterious. Eerie. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:33 | |
That's the work drum over at the sugar mill. St Sebastian's version of the factory whistle. | 0:07:33 | 0:07:39 | |
It means that the sugar syrup is about ready to be poured. I'm afraid you'll have to excuse me. | 0:07:39 | 0:07:45 | |
-Nice of you to spend this time with me. -I wasn't missed. The only important man here's the owner. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:50 | |
-Mr Holland? -Yes, the redoubtable Paul. | 0:07:50 | 0:07:52 | |
-He has the plantation and I, as you must have noticed, have all the charm. -Oh, I don't know. | 0:07:52 | 0:07:57 | |
-He spoke to me on the boat last night and I liked him very much. -Ah, yes. Our Paul. | 0:07:57 | 0:08:01 | |
Strong and silent and very sad. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:05 | |
Quite the Byronic character. Maybe I should cultivate it. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:09 | |
-Maybe you ought to go to the mill. -It'll wait. | 0:08:09 | 0:08:12 | |
I was just going to the mill. | 0:08:18 | 0:08:21 | |
-Good night, Miss Connell. -Good night. | 0:08:21 | 0:08:24 | |
-Have the servants made you comfortable? -Yes, thank you. | 0:08:25 | 0:08:29 | |
-Looks very nice, Clement. I'll take it to Mrs Holland. -Can't I take it for you? -No, thank you. | 0:08:29 | 0:08:34 | |
Tomorrow's soon enough for you to start work. | 0:08:34 | 0:08:37 | |
LOUD SOBBING | 0:09:39 | 0:09:42 | |
SOBBING CONTINUES | 0:10:06 | 0:10:09 | |
SOBBING STOPS | 0:10:51 | 0:10:53 | |
BETSY: Mrs Holland? | 0:11:12 | 0:11:15 | |
Mrs Holland? | 0:11:24 | 0:11:26 | |
Mrs Holland? | 0:11:30 | 0:11:32 | |
I didn't mean to get you up, Mrs Holland. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:40 | |
Mrs Holland...! | 0:11:40 | 0:11:42 | |
BETSY SCREAMS | 0:11:47 | 0:11:48 | |
Jessica! | 0:12:04 | 0:12:06 | |
-Take Mrs Holland to her room, Alma. -Come, Miss Jessica. Come with Alma. | 0:12:11 | 0:12:16 | |
I heard someone crying. A woman. | 0:12:16 | 0:12:19 | |
-A woman crying? There's been no crying here. -Mr Paul? | 0:12:19 | 0:12:23 | |
Yes, there was crying tonight. It was Alma. | 0:12:23 | 0:12:27 | |
-Her sister was brought a-birthing. -Thank you, Clement. | 0:12:27 | 0:12:30 | |
(Clement? I'm gonna stay with Miss Jessica in case the nurse-lady takes to roamin' again.) | 0:12:48 | 0:12:53 | |
-(Don't cry no more. It frightened Miss Betsy.) -She didn't sooth me, hollering around in the tower! | 0:12:53 | 0:12:59 | |
Sssshhhhh! | 0:12:59 | 0:13:01 | |
-Why was the maid crying? -I'm not sure I can make you understand. | 0:13:01 | 0:13:06 | |
Do you know what this is? | 0:13:06 | 0:13:08 | |
-The figure of St Sebastian. -Yes. | 0:13:08 | 0:13:11 | |
But it was once the figurehead of a slave ship. | 0:13:11 | 0:13:14 | |
That's where our people came from. From the misery and pain of slavery. | 0:13:14 | 0:13:18 | |
For generations, they found life a burden. | 0:13:18 | 0:13:21 | |
That's why they still weep when a child is born, and make merry at a burial. | 0:13:21 | 0:13:26 | |
I've told you, Miss Connell, this is a sad place. | 0:13:27 | 0:13:31 | |
Good morning, miss. | 0:13:48 | 0:13:51 | |
Thank you for waking me. | 0:13:51 | 0:13:53 | |
I didn't want to frighten you out of your sleep. That's why I touched you farthest from your heart. | 0:13:53 | 0:13:59 | |
Oh, don't get up, miss. | 0:13:59 | 0:14:01 | |
I brought your breakfast. Just like I do for Miss Jessica. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:04 | |
-But I'm Miss Jessica's nurse, Alma. You don't have to do that for me. -I know, miss. But I like to do it. | 0:14:04 | 0:14:09 | |
I like to tend for Miss Jessica and I want to tend for you. Settle back, and I'll make sure you're comfy. | 0:14:09 | 0:14:15 | |
-Thank you. -Miss Jessica used to say this is the only way for a lady to break her fast - | 0:14:15 | 0:14:21 | |
in bed, with a lacy cushion to bank her head up. If you'd only seen her, Miss Connell. She looked so pretty. | 0:14:21 | 0:14:29 | |
She must have been beautiful. What happened to her, Alma? | 0:14:29 | 0:14:33 | |
She was very sick and then she went mindless, miss. | 0:14:33 | 0:14:36 | |
Well, we'll see if we can't make her well, Alma. You and I. | 0:14:36 | 0:14:40 | |
I do my best - every day I dress her just as beautifully as if she was well. | 0:14:40 | 0:14:45 | |
It's just like dressing a great big doll. | 0:14:45 | 0:14:48 | |
-What's this? -A puff-up, I call it. | 0:14:48 | 0:14:52 | |
But Miss Jessica always says "brioche". | 0:14:52 | 0:14:54 | |
Looks like a lot of breakfast. I don't know if I'll get away with it! | 0:14:54 | 0:14:57 | |
-I made it clear in my letter. This is not for a frightened girl. -I'm not a frightened girl. | 0:15:00 | 0:15:05 | |
-That's hard to believe after what happened last night. -If I were as timid as you think, Mr Holland, | 0:15:05 | 0:15:10 | |
-I wouldn't have gone to the tower in the first place. -And what's so alarming about the tower? | 0:15:10 | 0:15:16 | |
Nothing really, but... You must admit, it's an eerie sort of place. | 0:15:16 | 0:15:20 | |
-So dark. -Surely nurses aren't afraid of the dark? -Of course not. | 0:15:20 | 0:15:24 | |
Well, I used to be afraid of the dark when I was a child, but I'm not afraid any more. | 0:15:24 | 0:15:30 | |
Frankly, it was something of a shock to see my patient that way for the first time. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:37 | |
Nobody had told me Mrs Holland was... a mental case. | 0:15:37 | 0:15:42 | |
-A mental case? -I'm sorry. | 0:15:42 | 0:15:45 | |
Why should you be? My wife is a mental case. | 0:15:45 | 0:15:48 | |
Please remember that, Miss Connell. | 0:15:48 | 0:15:51 | |
Particularly when some of the foolish people on the island start regaling you with local legends. | 0:15:51 | 0:15:56 | |
You'll find superstition a contagious thing. | 0:15:56 | 0:15:59 | |
Some people let it get the better of them. | 0:15:59 | 0:16:02 | |
I don't think you will. | 0:16:02 | 0:16:04 | |
No. | 0:16:04 | 0:16:06 | |
Come along. I'll introduce you to Dr Maxwell and your patient. | 0:16:06 | 0:16:11 | |
-I can't tell you how glad I am to have you here, Miss Connell. -I'll enjoy working with you, Doctor. | 0:16:11 | 0:16:16 | |
I have an enormous respect for nurses, but most of them scare me. | 0:16:16 | 0:16:19 | |
-I feel them behind my back, looking at their training manuals, noting my mistakes. -I'll keep tabs on you. | 0:16:19 | 0:16:26 | |
She makes a beautiful zombie, doesn't she? | 0:16:26 | 0:16:30 | |
I knew Jessica. We were friends. | 0:16:30 | 0:16:33 | |
-Sometimes it's better for a doctor to laugh than pull a long face when things are hopeless. -Yes, I know. | 0:16:33 | 0:16:39 | |
But I don't know about zombies, Doctor. Just what is a zombie? | 0:16:39 | 0:16:44 | |
A ghost, the living dead. | 0:16:44 | 0:16:46 | |
It's also a drink. | 0:16:46 | 0:16:48 | |
-I tried one once. But there wasn't anything dead about it. -We've a more serious problem, Miss Connell. | 0:16:48 | 0:16:54 | |
-You want to know about your patient, don't you? -Please. | 0:16:54 | 0:16:57 | |
I'll try to put it simply. | 0:16:57 | 0:16:59 | |
Mrs Holland had a tropical fever. | 0:16:59 | 0:17:02 | |
Very severe. | 0:17:02 | 0:17:04 | |
We might say that portions of the spinal cord were burned out by this fever. | 0:17:04 | 0:17:08 | |
The result is what you see. A woman without any willpower. | 0:17:08 | 0:17:12 | |
-Unable to speak or even act by herself, though she will obey simple commands. -Does she suffer? | 0:17:12 | 0:17:18 | |
I don't know. I'd rather think of her as a sleepwalker who can never be awakened. | 0:17:18 | 0:17:23 | |
Feeling nothing, knowing nothing. | 0:17:23 | 0:17:26 | |
There's very little we can do except keep her physically comfortable, | 0:17:26 | 0:17:30 | |
-light diet, some exercise. -She can never be cured? | 0:17:30 | 0:17:33 | |
I've never heard of a cure. | 0:17:33 | 0:17:35 | |
Could you give me some details of treatment and diet? | 0:17:35 | 0:17:39 | |
I prepared these for you last night. | 0:17:39 | 0:17:41 | |
I'll drop by in a day or so to see how you're getting on. | 0:17:41 | 0:17:45 | |
You didn't find your patient so frightening in the daylight, did you? | 0:17:50 | 0:17:55 | |
Mrs Holland must have been very beautiful. | 0:17:55 | 0:17:58 | |
Many people thought her beautiful. | 0:17:58 | 0:18:00 | |
Tell me, Miss Connell. Do you consider yourself pretty? | 0:18:00 | 0:18:05 | |
-I don't know. I suppose so. -And charming? | 0:18:05 | 0:18:09 | |
-I've never given it much thought. -Don't. | 0:18:09 | 0:18:12 | |
You'll save yourself a great deal of trouble and other people a great deal of unhappiness. | 0:18:12 | 0:18:17 | |
Betsy! Where are you going? | 0:18:39 | 0:18:41 | |
-It's my day off. -What can you do with a day off in St Sebastian? -I was just beginning to wonder. | 0:18:41 | 0:18:46 | |
-Aren't there shops, restaurants and things here? -"And things" is a better description. I'll show you the town. | 0:18:46 | 0:18:52 | |
-Don't you have to work? -By a curious coincidence, it's my day off, too. | 0:18:52 | 0:18:56 | |
# Some talk of Alexander | 0:18:58 | 0:19:01 | |
# And some of Hercules | 0:19:01 | 0:19:04 | |
# Of Hector and Lysander And such as these | 0:19:04 | 0:19:08 | |
# But of all the world's great heroes | 0:19:08 | 0:19:10 | |
-# There's none that can compare... # -Say, Joseph. Bring me another. I have to keep the lady entertained. | 0:19:10 | 0:19:16 | |
-Must be hard work entertaining me if it requires six ounces of rum. -Six ounces? -Higher mathematics. | 0:19:16 | 0:19:21 | |
-Two ounces to a drink, three drinks, six ounces. -Well, how did you know there were two ounces in a drink? | 0:19:21 | 0:19:25 | |
I'm a nurse. I always watch people when they pour something. | 0:19:25 | 0:19:28 | |
I watched Ti-Joseph and it was exactly two ounces. | 0:19:28 | 0:19:31 | |
# There was a family that lived on the isle Of St Sebastian a long, long while | 0:19:31 | 0:19:39 | |
# The head of the fam'ly was a Holland man | 0:19:39 | 0:19:42 | |
# And the younger brother, his name was Rand | 0:19:42 | 0:19:45 | |
# Ah, woe! Ah, me... Shame and sorrow for the family... # | 0:19:45 | 0:19:48 | |
-Did I tell you the story about the little mule on the plantation? -Wait a minute, I want to hear this. | 0:19:48 | 0:19:54 | |
# The Holland man, he kept in a tower A wife as pretty as a white flower | 0:19:54 | 0:19:58 | |
# She saw the brother and she stole his heart... | 0:19:58 | 0:20:01 | |
# And that's how the badness and the trouble start... # | 0:20:01 | 0:20:05 | |
Ti-Malice, why do you wish trouble on me? You saw Mr Rand go in there. Why don't you tell me? | 0:20:08 | 0:20:13 | |
Apologize...that's what I'll do. Creep in just like a little fox and warm myself in his heart. | 0:20:13 | 0:20:19 | |
I wouldn't have listened, Wesley, if I'd realized. I... | 0:20:19 | 0:20:22 | |
-Mr Rand? I've come to apologize. -All right. | 0:20:24 | 0:20:28 | |
Just an old song I picked up somewhere. | 0:20:28 | 0:20:30 | |
-Don't know who did make it up. -All right. All right. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:33 | |
Some of these singers on this island, they tattle-tale on anybody. Believe me, Mr Rand, | 0:20:33 | 0:20:37 | |
-I never would sing that song if I'd known you were with a lady. -Get out of here! | 0:20:37 | 0:20:42 | |
Don't let it bother you so, Wesley. | 0:20:42 | 0:20:45 | |
You heard what he sang. | 0:20:45 | 0:20:47 | |
-Shocked? -I just wish I hadn't heard. -Why? Everybody else knows it. | 0:20:47 | 0:20:53 | |
Paul saw to that. Sometimes I think he planned the whole thing from the beginning just to watch me squirm. | 0:20:53 | 0:20:59 | |
-That doesn't sound like him. -That's right. He's playing the noble husband for you, isn't he? | 0:20:59 | 0:21:04 | |
Well, that won't last long. | 0:21:04 | 0:21:06 | |
I think we'd better go now. Will you take me home? | 0:21:06 | 0:21:10 | |
One of these days he'll start on you, just like he did on her. | 0:21:10 | 0:21:13 | |
"You think life's beautiful, don't you, Jessica? | 0:21:13 | 0:21:16 | |
"You think you're beautiful, don't you, Jessica?" | 0:21:16 | 0:21:20 | |
What he could do to that word "beautiful"... | 0:21:20 | 0:21:24 | |
That's Paul's great weapon, words. | 0:21:24 | 0:21:27 | |
He uses them like other men use their fists. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:32 | |
Wes? | 0:21:44 | 0:21:47 | |
Wes, it's time we started home. | 0:21:47 | 0:21:48 | |
# The wife and the brother They want to go | 0:21:48 | 0:21:52 | |
# But the Holland man, he tell them no | 0:21:52 | 0:21:56 | |
# The wife fall down and the evil came | 0:21:56 | 0:22:00 | |
-# And it burned her mind in the fever flame. Ah, woe! Ah, me... # -We must get back to Fort Holland. | 0:22:00 | 0:22:06 | |
# Shame and sorrow for the family | 0:22:06 | 0:22:10 | |
# Her eyes are empty and she cannot talk | 0:22:10 | 0:22:14 | |
# And a nurse has come to make her walk | 0:22:14 | 0:22:17 | |
# The brothers are lonely and the nurse is young | 0:22:17 | 0:22:21 | |
# And now you must see that my song is sung | 0:22:21 | 0:22:24 | |
# Ah, woe! Ah, me! | 0:22:24 | 0:22:28 | |
# Shame and sorrow for the family! | 0:22:28 | 0:22:31 | |
# Ah, woe! Ah, me! Shame and sorrow for the family! # | 0:22:31 | 0:22:38 | |
-I think you need some help. -I'm afraid so. -Ti-Joseph? | 0:22:40 | 0:22:44 | |
Get Mr Rand on to his horse and start him toward the fort. | 0:22:44 | 0:22:48 | |
-Oh, but he's in no condition to ride. He couldn't even sit in the saddle. -Don't worry about a sugar planter. | 0:22:48 | 0:22:54 | |
Give him a horse and he'll ride to his own funeral. | 0:22:54 | 0:22:59 | |
I really intended going out to the fort and meeting you long before this, Miss Connell. | 0:22:59 | 0:23:05 | |
I am Mrs Rand, Wesley's mother. | 0:23:05 | 0:23:07 | |
-Oh, Mrs Rand... -Now, don't tell me you're sorry that I should meet you this way. | 0:23:07 | 0:23:11 | |
I'm even a little glad that Wesley's difficulties brought us together. | 0:23:11 | 0:23:15 | |
-Believe me, he doesn't do this often. It's... -Nonsense. I know Wesley's been drinking too much lately. | 0:23:15 | 0:23:21 | |
I know a great deal more about what goes on at the fort than you'd think. | 0:23:21 | 0:23:25 | |
And I know all about you. | 0:23:25 | 0:23:27 | |
That you're a nice girl. Competent. | 0:23:27 | 0:23:30 | |
And kind to Jessica. | 0:23:30 | 0:23:32 | |
The fort needs a girl like you. | 0:23:32 | 0:23:34 | |
Come, I must get you back there. | 0:23:34 | 0:23:36 | |
I'll walk back with you and stay the night. | 0:23:36 | 0:23:38 | |
The change will do me good. | 0:23:38 | 0:23:40 | |
Thank you, Mrs Rand. | 0:23:40 | 0:23:41 | |
I think you're every bit as nice as Wesley says you are. | 0:23:41 | 0:23:44 | |
So, he says I'm nice? | 0:23:44 | 0:23:46 | |
He's a nice boy, too, Miss Connell. | 0:23:46 | 0:23:48 | |
A very nice boy. I'm worried about his drinking though. | 0:23:48 | 0:23:52 | |
-You could do me a great favour. -I'd love to. | 0:23:52 | 0:23:56 | |
Use your influence with Paul. | 0:23:56 | 0:23:58 | |
Ask him to take the whisky decanter off the dinner table. | 0:23:58 | 0:24:02 | |
-I have no influence with Mr Holland. -Try it. You may have more than you think. | 0:24:02 | 0:24:07 | |
No, it's not a drought, Bayard. | 0:24:11 | 0:24:13 | |
-Rain's just a little late, that's all. -I've seen the drought before, Mr Holland. | 0:24:13 | 0:24:17 | |
Cane's too dry. It's dangerous that way. | 0:24:17 | 0:24:20 | |
-Good morning. -Good morning. | 0:24:20 | 0:24:22 | |
I heard about your little misadventure yesterday. On your first day off, too. | 0:24:22 | 0:24:26 | |
Oh, I had a good time, up to a point. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:28 | |
-Wesley can be very entertaining. -Yes, he can. But I was wondering. | 0:24:28 | 0:24:31 | |
-If you could leave the whisky decanter off the table... -It's always stood there, Miss Connell. | 0:24:31 | 0:24:36 | |
I can remember it in my grandfather's time. And my father's. | 0:24:36 | 0:24:40 | |
But it must be an added temptation to Wesley. And... though your brother's not an alcoholic yet, Mr Holland, | 0:24:40 | 0:24:45 | |
-I can tell you as a nurse that it won't be long. -I engaged you to take care of my wife, not my brother. | 0:24:45 | 0:24:51 | |
I'm afraid the decanter will have to stay where it is. | 0:24:51 | 0:24:54 | |
DISTANT HORNS AND DRUMS | 0:25:04 | 0:25:06 | |
There they go. | 0:25:06 | 0:25:10 | |
Bayard told me they were going to ask Damballa for rain. | 0:25:10 | 0:25:13 | |
Fields are dry as dust. | 0:25:13 | 0:25:15 | |
But what is it, Mr Holland? | 0:25:15 | 0:25:17 | |
It's a big seashell. A conch. | 0:25:17 | 0:25:19 | |
They make a sort of bugle out of it to call the faithful to the Houmfort. | 0:25:19 | 0:25:23 | |
-But I don't know what a Houmfort is. Or a Damballa. -It's voodoo. The Houmfort is the temple. | 0:25:23 | 0:25:28 | |
-And Damballa is one of the gods. The big Papa God. -You don't seem very disturbed by it. | 0:25:28 | 0:25:32 | |
-I thought voodoo was something everyone was frightened of. -I'm afraid it's not very frightening. | 0:25:32 | 0:25:36 | |
They sing and dance and carry on. | 0:25:36 | 0:25:39 | |
And then, as I understand it, one of the gods comes down and speaks through one of the people. | 0:25:39 | 0:25:43 | |
For some reason, they always pick a night like this. | 0:25:43 | 0:25:46 | |
This hot wind even sets me on edge. | 0:25:46 | 0:25:49 | |
Clement. You've forgotten the decanter. | 0:25:49 | 0:25:52 | |
-I think from now on, Wes, we'll try serving dinner without it. -That's odd. What are you trying to do? | 0:25:52 | 0:26:00 | |
-Impress Miss Connell? -You'd make a better impression without whisky. | 0:26:00 | 0:26:04 | |
-Thank you. You've always had such tender concern for me. And for Jessica. -Let's drop it, Wes. | 0:26:04 | 0:26:10 | |
-Why? -It isn't considered polite to quarrel before ladies. -Oh, I see. | 0:26:10 | 0:26:16 | |
Reserved and gentlemanly. You were so reserved and gentlemanly, so polite that night with Jessica. | 0:26:16 | 0:26:22 | |
-I remember... -Wes! | 0:26:22 | 0:26:25 | |
Miss Connell, I think it would be better if I had Clement bring the rest of your dinner to your room. | 0:26:25 | 0:26:32 | |
PIANO PLAYS Chopin's E Minor Etude | 0:26:40 | 0:26:44 | |
-I heard you playing. I... -I often do. | 0:27:15 | 0:27:18 | |
I know what you went through tonight. | 0:27:18 | 0:27:21 | |
I kept thinking of what you said. | 0:27:21 | 0:27:24 | |
That all good things died here, violently. | 0:27:24 | 0:27:27 | |
Why did you come in here? | 0:27:29 | 0:27:31 | |
I don't know. | 0:27:31 | 0:27:33 | |
I wanted to help you and now that I'm here, I don't know how. | 0:27:33 | 0:27:39 | |
You have helped me. | 0:27:39 | 0:27:41 | |
I want you to know that I'm sorry I ever brought you here. | 0:27:41 | 0:27:45 | |
When I thought of a nurse, I thought of someone hard and impersonal. | 0:27:45 | 0:27:48 | |
I love Fort Holland. | 0:27:48 | 0:27:51 | |
And what you saw tonight... | 0:27:51 | 0:27:54 | |
Two brothers set against each other and a woman driven mad by her own husband... Do you love that? | 0:27:54 | 0:28:00 | |
You didn't drive her mad. | 0:28:00 | 0:28:02 | |
Before Jessica was taken ill, | 0:28:05 | 0:28:07 | |
there was a scene. | 0:28:07 | 0:28:10 | |
An ugly scene. | 0:28:10 | 0:28:12 | |
I told her she couldn't go. That I'd keep her here by force if necessary. | 0:28:12 | 0:28:17 | |
You never knew Jessica as she was. | 0:28:19 | 0:28:22 | |
I think it will be best for all of us not to discuss this again. | 0:28:25 | 0:28:29 | |
Thank you. I know you meant to be kind. | 0:28:29 | 0:28:32 | |
I don't know how their own love is revealed to other women. | 0:28:42 | 0:28:46 | |
Maybe in their sweethearts' arms, I don't know. | 0:28:46 | 0:28:49 | |
To me, it came that night after Paul Holland had almost thrust me from the room. | 0:28:49 | 0:28:53 | |
Certainly from his life. | 0:28:53 | 0:28:56 | |
I said, I love him. | 0:28:56 | 0:28:58 | |
Even as I said it, I knew he still loved his wife. | 0:28:58 | 0:29:01 | |
And then because I loved him, I felt I had to restore her to him. | 0:29:01 | 0:29:06 | |
To make her what she'd been before. | 0:29:06 | 0:29:09 | |
To make him happy. | 0:29:09 | 0:29:11 | |
All that you say comes to the same thing. | 0:29:14 | 0:29:18 | |
You're asking me to pass a sentence of life or death on my wife. | 0:29:18 | 0:29:22 | |
Insulin shock treatment is an extreme measure, as Miss Connell pointed out when she suggested it... | 0:29:22 | 0:29:28 | |
-You admit that this is terribly dangerous. Why do you advise it? -I worked with it. I've seen cures. | 0:29:28 | 0:29:33 | |
-It's at least a hope. -It's the very danger itself, Paul, that makes the cure possible. | 0:29:33 | 0:29:38 | |
Insulin produces a state of coma. | 0:29:38 | 0:29:41 | |
Then the patient is revived by a violent shock to the nerves. | 0:29:41 | 0:29:44 | |
That shock can kill, but it can also cure. | 0:29:44 | 0:29:47 | |
-I don't know. -It's a hard decision to make. | 0:29:49 | 0:29:54 | |
-But yours is only a technical responsibility. -Technical responsibility, real responsibility. | 0:29:54 | 0:29:59 | |
Question is, will she live or die? | 0:29:59 | 0:30:01 | |
You're wrong, Mr Holland. It isn't a question of life or death. | 0:30:01 | 0:30:04 | |
Your wife isn't living. She's... | 0:30:04 | 0:30:06 | |
She's in a world that's empty of joy and meaning. | 0:30:06 | 0:30:08 | |
We have a chance to give her life back to her. | 0:30:08 | 0:30:11 | |
-Well? -She's alive. That's all. | 0:30:26 | 0:30:30 | |
-Don't take it so much to heart, Betsy. -I imagined it so differently. | 0:30:32 | 0:30:37 | |
I've been waiting for hours, trying to imagine Jessica well again. | 0:30:37 | 0:30:42 | |
And I come bringing you nothing. | 0:30:42 | 0:30:44 | |
Instead, you come bringing me sympathy, Betsy. And a generous heart. | 0:30:44 | 0:30:49 | |
Don't forget that. Don't call that nothing. | 0:30:49 | 0:30:52 | |
Very sad. | 0:30:55 | 0:30:57 | |
Very sweet. | 0:30:57 | 0:30:58 | |
The noble husband and the noble nurse comforting each other cos the patient still lives. | 0:30:58 | 0:31:04 | |
I've been imagining, too, Paul. | 0:31:04 | 0:31:07 | |
Only I didn't have to wonder how I'd feel. | 0:31:07 | 0:31:11 | |
I knew. | 0:31:11 | 0:31:13 | |
I'm not in love with another woman. | 0:31:14 | 0:31:17 | |
THEY GIGGLE Look at his little face! | 0:31:22 | 0:31:26 | |
Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Betsy. | 0:31:35 | 0:31:37 | |
I'll take it right away. | 0:31:37 | 0:31:38 | |
Oh, that's all right, Alma. Oh, is this your sister's baby? | 0:31:38 | 0:31:40 | |
Yes, Miss Betsy. This is little Ti-Victor and my sister Melisse. | 0:31:40 | 0:31:43 | |
Oh, I'm so glad I came out. I've been wanting to meet you, Melisse. | 0:31:43 | 0:31:46 | |
-More so, miss. -Oh, he's a wonderful baby. Beautiful. | 0:31:46 | 0:31:50 | |
-He's chosen you, miss. -That's what we say, Miss Betsy, when a baby first goes visiting. | 0:31:50 | 0:31:55 | |
-Those he smiles at will be his friends. -That makes me very proud. | 0:31:55 | 0:31:59 | |
Here, Ti-Victor. | 0:31:59 | 0:32:01 | |
That's so you won't forget I'm your friend. | 0:32:01 | 0:32:05 | |
Thanks, Miss Betsy! | 0:32:05 | 0:32:07 | |
It's nice to see people so happy. | 0:32:11 | 0:32:13 | |
-They're not always happy, Miss Betsy. -I suppose not. | 0:32:13 | 0:32:17 | |
Things so bad, nobody can help. | 0:32:17 | 0:32:19 | |
-Not even Dr Maxwell. -Doctors and nurses can only do so much, Alma. They can't cure everything. | 0:32:19 | 0:32:25 | |
-Doctors that are people can't cure everything. -"Doctors that are people"? | 0:32:25 | 0:32:30 | |
There are other doctors. Yes? | 0:32:30 | 0:32:32 | |
Other doctors. Better doctors. | 0:32:32 | 0:32:34 | |
-Where? -At the Houmfort. | 0:32:34 | 0:32:36 | |
That's nonsense, Alma. | 0:32:36 | 0:32:38 | |
They even cure nonsense, Miss Betsy. | 0:32:38 | 0:32:40 | |
Mama Rose was mindless. | 0:32:40 | 0:32:42 | |
I was at the Houmfort when the Houngan brought her mind back. | 0:32:42 | 0:32:45 | |
Was Mama Rose like Mrs Holland? | 0:32:45 | 0:32:48 | |
No. She was mindless, but not like Miss Jessica. | 0:32:48 | 0:32:51 | |
But the Houngan cured her. | 0:32:51 | 0:32:53 | |
Are you trying to tell me the voodoo priest could cure Mrs Holland? | 0:32:53 | 0:32:57 | |
Yes, Miss Betsy. I mean that. The Houngan will speak to the rada drums | 0:32:57 | 0:33:02 | |
and the drums will speak to Legba and Damballa. Better doctors. | 0:33:02 | 0:33:07 | |
Ti-Peter, how do you ever expect to get to Heaven | 0:33:15 | 0:33:18 | |
with one foot in the voodoo Houmfort and the other in the church? | 0:33:18 | 0:33:21 | |
Ah, get along with ya. | 0:33:21 | 0:33:24 | |
Some of this native nonsense. The Houngan has his prescription and Dr Maxwell and I have ours. | 0:33:24 | 0:33:30 | |
-You never talked about voodoo before, Mrs Rand. -Haven't I? | 0:33:30 | 0:33:34 | |
I suppose I take it for granted. | 0:33:34 | 0:33:36 | |
Just part of everyday life here. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:38 | |
-You don't believe in it? -A missionary's widow? Isn't very likely, is it? | 0:33:38 | 0:33:42 | |
Well, I don't mean "believe in it" like believing in a religion. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:45 | |
I mean, do you believe it has power? | 0:33:45 | 0:33:47 | |
Do you think it could cure a sick person? | 0:33:47 | 0:33:50 | |
Frankly, my dear, I didn't expect anything like that from a nice level-headed girl like you. | 0:33:50 | 0:33:55 | |
-What are you driving at? -I heard the servants talking about Mama Rose. | 0:33:55 | 0:34:00 | |
She said she'd been "mindless". | 0:34:00 | 0:34:02 | |
Her son drowned. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:04 | |
It affected her mind. | 0:34:04 | 0:34:06 | |
The Houngan cured her by giving her a little practical psychology. | 0:34:06 | 0:34:11 | |
What if I took Jessica to see him? | 0:34:16 | 0:34:18 | |
You don't know what goes on at the Houmfort. It might be very dangerous to take her there. | 0:34:18 | 0:34:22 | |
Dangerous for both of you. These people are primitive. | 0:34:22 | 0:34:25 | |
Things that are natural to them might shock and horrify you. | 0:34:25 | 0:34:29 | |
I'm not easily frightened. | 0:34:29 | 0:34:32 | |
That may be the pity of it. | 0:34:32 | 0:34:34 | |
I'm going to the Houmfort, Alma. | 0:35:08 | 0:35:11 | |
You go right from the mill to a sign in the cane. | 0:35:18 | 0:35:22 | |
Here, you turn and face a tree on the hill. | 0:35:22 | 0:35:27 | |
Walk toward it and keep walking. | 0:35:27 | 0:35:30 | |
Keep walking, Miss Betsy and you come to the crossroads. | 0:35:30 | 0:35:33 | |
There's a guard there, Carre-Four. | 0:35:33 | 0:35:36 | |
He keeps the crossroads. | 0:35:36 | 0:35:37 | |
But he won't do you no harm when he sees the voodoo patches. | 0:35:37 | 0:35:41 | |
He'll let you pass. | 0:35:41 | 0:35:43 | |
MOANING | 0:36:08 | 0:36:10 | |
DISTANT DRUMS AND HORNS | 0:37:45 | 0:37:48 | |
CHANTING, DRUMS GET LOUDER | 0:38:30 | 0:38:33 | |
CHANTING GETS LOUDER | 0:38:46 | 0:38:48 | |
-MUFFLED VOICE: -Where are my people? Let them bring the rice cakes. Dance and be happy. | 0:40:58 | 0:41:04 | |
CHANTING RESUMES | 0:41:08 | 0:41:11 | |
Damballa, this woman is ill. | 0:41:47 | 0:41:51 | |
-Mrs Rand?! -I knew you'd come. | 0:42:01 | 0:42:06 | |
I couldn't let you go back without something. I came here to tell you again... Jessica cannot be cured. | 0:42:06 | 0:42:12 | |
What are you doing here? | 0:42:12 | 0:42:14 | |
And when my husband died, I was helpless. They disobeyed me. | 0:42:33 | 0:42:37 | |
And, accidentally, I discovered the secret of how to deal with them. | 0:42:37 | 0:42:41 | |
There was a woman with a baby. | 0:42:41 | 0:42:43 | |
Again and again I begged her to boil the drinking water. | 0:42:43 | 0:42:47 | |
She wouldn't. Then I told her the god Shango'd kill the evil spirits in the water if she boiled it. | 0:42:47 | 0:42:54 | |
From then on, she boiled the water. | 0:42:54 | 0:42:57 | |
But that still doesn't explain why you're here. | 0:42:57 | 0:42:59 | |
Perhaps not. But I am here. | 0:42:59 | 0:43:02 | |
It seemed so simple to let the gods speak through me. | 0:43:02 | 0:43:06 | |
I should have known there's no easy way to do good, Betsy. | 0:43:06 | 0:43:10 | |
CROWD MURMURS | 0:43:42 | 0:43:45 | |
-She doesn't bleed! -Zombie! -She doesn't bleed. | 0:43:45 | 0:43:49 | |
Get her back to the fort, Betsy. | 0:43:51 | 0:43:54 | |
Do as I say. They won't hurt you. | 0:43:54 | 0:43:56 | |
Leave them alone. Let them go. | 0:44:01 | 0:44:05 | |
Where have you been, Miss Connell? | 0:44:24 | 0:44:27 | |
I wanted to help you. | 0:44:29 | 0:44:32 | |
Help me? How? | 0:44:32 | 0:44:35 | |
I took Mrs Holland to the Houmfort. I thought they might cure her. | 0:44:37 | 0:44:42 | |
There's no telling what you may have started with this insanity. | 0:44:42 | 0:44:46 | |
-Because you wanted to give my wife back to me? Why should that mean so much to you? -You know why. | 0:44:46 | 0:44:53 | |
You saw it the other night, at the piano. | 0:44:53 | 0:44:57 | |
What I saw the other night, I could hardly believe, Betsy. | 0:44:57 | 0:45:02 | |
I thought I was looking at a woman who had compassion for me. | 0:45:02 | 0:45:07 | |
Who loved me. And yet you made that trip to the Houmfort to bring Jessica back to me. | 0:45:07 | 0:45:13 | |
You, the nurse who's afraid of the dark. | 0:45:13 | 0:45:18 | |
Yes. | 0:45:21 | 0:45:23 | |
You think I love Jessica. Want her back. | 0:45:23 | 0:45:27 | |
It's like you to think that. | 0:45:27 | 0:45:29 | |
Clean, decent thinking. | 0:45:29 | 0:45:31 | |
I wish it were true. | 0:45:34 | 0:45:36 | |
Perhaps for your sake. | 0:45:36 | 0:45:39 | |
DISTANT DRUMS POUND | 0:45:39 | 0:45:41 | |
Mind me now, horse. | 0:45:45 | 0:45:47 | |
Come away from there. | 0:45:47 | 0:45:49 | |
Are you ever stubborn, just like that old stableman at the Houmfort. | 0:45:51 | 0:45:56 | |
Sticking your nose in places where it isn't wanted! Making trouble for everybody. | 0:45:56 | 0:46:01 | |
Alma? | 0:46:02 | 0:46:03 | |
Try it this way. | 0:46:03 | 0:46:05 | |
Turn your back on him. | 0:46:05 | 0:46:08 | |
See, that's the way it is with a horse. You can't look at him and lead him at the same time. | 0:46:08 | 0:46:14 | |
Sounds sort of man-like, doesn't it? | 0:46:14 | 0:46:16 | |
-Whose horse? -The police horse. -Police? I didn't know there was a policeman on the island. | 0:46:16 | 0:46:22 | |
Oh, just this horse, Miss Betsy. When they asked the Commissioner if any policemen were wanted, he said, | 0:46:22 | 0:46:27 | |
-"My horse is all the police we need on St Sebastian." -Commissioner? | 0:46:27 | 0:46:30 | |
Yes, Miss Betsy. | 0:46:30 | 0:46:32 | |
I expect there's some trouble. Not just little trouble like Mr Rand gets into when he's been drinking, | 0:46:32 | 0:46:38 | |
but real, big trouble. | 0:46:38 | 0:46:40 | |
You don't suppose it's because I took Mrs Holland to the Houmfort, do you? | 0:46:40 | 0:46:43 | |
They haven't been talking loud enough for me to hear, but I've held this horse for coming on to an hour. | 0:46:43 | 0:46:49 | |
And they been just talkin' and talkin'. I feel it's something very bad. | 0:46:49 | 0:46:55 | |
Well, you have a horse to hold, Alma, and Mrs Rand has asked me to have a cup of tea with her. | 0:46:55 | 0:46:59 | |
Horse, you stand still. | 0:46:59 | 0:47:02 | |
DRUMS POUND | 0:47:03 | 0:47:06 | |
You're staying here with Jessica tonight, Betsy? | 0:47:34 | 0:47:37 | |
Mrs Rand thought it might be best. | 0:47:37 | 0:47:39 | |
She's right. | 0:47:39 | 0:47:40 | |
I've caused you so much trouble, Paul. | 0:47:41 | 0:47:44 | |
Oh, no. It was bound to come. | 0:47:44 | 0:47:46 | |
As a matter of fact, that's why I'm here. I want to talk to you. | 0:47:46 | 0:47:49 | |
Perhaps when you're finished in here you'll come into the garden? | 0:47:49 | 0:47:52 | |
-Is it about this afternoon? I saw the Commissioner here. -Jeffries? Yes, he was here. | 0:47:52 | 0:47:56 | |
He and Maxwell. They're in a great stew about it. | 0:47:56 | 0:47:59 | |
The Houmfort won't stop drumming and dancing until they've finished their ritual tests on Jessica. | 0:47:59 | 0:48:05 | |
Something of that sort. For their own safety, Jeffries and Maxwell want Jessica sent away to St Thomas. | 0:48:05 | 0:48:11 | |
To the asylum. | 0:48:11 | 0:48:13 | |
-Might be best. -Maybe. | 0:48:13 | 0:48:16 | |
But Wesley insists she stay here. | 0:48:16 | 0:48:18 | |
-But he hasn't the right. -Oh, he hasn't any legal right, if that's what you mean. | 0:48:18 | 0:48:23 | |
But he says that I'm responsible for Jessica's illness. | 0:48:23 | 0:48:26 | |
That I deliberately drove her insane. | 0:48:26 | 0:48:28 | |
-You couldn't have done that, Paul. -I don't know. | 0:48:28 | 0:48:33 | |
I've gone over it and over it, and...I don't know. | 0:48:33 | 0:48:36 | |
I want you out of it. I want you to go back to Canada, Betsy. | 0:49:23 | 0:49:26 | |
-Why? -Because of Jessica. | 0:49:26 | 0:49:28 | |
Because of myself. | 0:49:28 | 0:49:29 | |
Because I don't want you to be made miserable and unhappy. | 0:49:29 | 0:49:32 | |
-But I want to stay. -I'm afraid it's not what you want. | 0:49:32 | 0:49:35 | |
I want you back in Canada. | 0:49:35 | 0:49:38 | |
-As my employer, you have the right to dismiss me... -Don't, Betsy. You know that isn't what I mean. | 0:49:38 | 0:49:43 | |
You remember the first night I saw you? You were looking at the sea. | 0:49:43 | 0:49:48 | |
You were enchanted. And I felt I had to destroy that enchantment, make you see ugliness and cruelty. | 0:49:48 | 0:49:54 | |
-You were trying to warn me. -No. I was trying to hurt you. | 0:49:54 | 0:49:58 | |
It was the same way with Jessica. | 0:49:58 | 0:50:00 | |
I had to hurt her. Everything she did or said made me lash out at her. | 0:50:00 | 0:50:04 | |
That's why I want you to go. You see, Betsy... | 0:50:04 | 0:50:08 | |
Since you've been here, I've seen how fine and sweet things can be | 0:50:10 | 0:50:15 | |
between a man and a woman. How love can be calm and good. | 0:50:15 | 0:50:18 | |
I'd rather not have that sort of love than have it and destroy it. | 0:50:18 | 0:50:23 | |
You want me to leave? | 0:50:23 | 0:50:25 | |
That's why I want you to go. | 0:50:25 | 0:50:27 | |
It's no good for you to stay so long as I have this fear of myself. | 0:50:27 | 0:50:31 | |
CROAKING | 0:52:20 | 0:52:22 | |
SCREECHING | 0:52:24 | 0:52:27 | |
Paul! Paul! | 0:52:53 | 0:52:55 | |
What are you doing here? | 0:53:01 | 0:53:04 | |
Get out of here. | 0:53:07 | 0:53:09 | |
Carre-Four! | 0:53:14 | 0:53:17 | |
Carre-Four, go back. | 0:53:19 | 0:53:21 | |
Paul... | 0:53:27 | 0:53:29 | |
Let him go. Don't touch him. Don't try to stop him. | 0:53:29 | 0:53:32 | |
I can send this off by the next boat. | 0:53:51 | 0:53:53 | |
If you have any letters, you'd better get them ready, Betsy, to go with this parcel. | 0:53:53 | 0:53:57 | |
-Any news I have can wait till I get home. -Be pretty stale by that time. | 0:53:57 | 0:54:01 | |
Perhaps not, Mother. Betsy is leaving us. | 0:54:01 | 0:54:05 | |
Why, Betsy, | 0:54:05 | 0:54:07 | |
we can't lose you! | 0:54:07 | 0:54:08 | |
We've grown to depend on you. I have, and I know Paul has. | 0:54:08 | 0:54:12 | |
Mother, Betsy has her reasons. | 0:54:12 | 0:54:15 | |
I hope you won't feel I'm deserting you or think badly of me. | 0:54:15 | 0:54:19 | |
Think badly of you, Betsy?! | 0:54:19 | 0:54:21 | |
-Dr Maxwell has some unpleasant news for us. -An accident at the mill? | 0:54:23 | 0:54:28 | |
No, it's about Jessica. A result of our discussion the other day, I'm afraid. | 0:54:28 | 0:54:33 | |
-What about her? -Well, in view of all the circumstances, some of the things Wesley's been saying, | 0:54:33 | 0:54:37 | |
and the fact that one of the voodoo people got into your house last night, | 0:54:37 | 0:54:42 | |
-the Commissioner's decided on a legal investigation. -So I'm on trial. -I wouldn't put it that way, but... | 0:54:42 | 0:54:47 | |
-there's been a lot of talk. The whole thing's getting out of hand. -A pretty scene. | 0:54:47 | 0:54:52 | |
-Half the island crowding into the courtroom to watch your dirty linen get scrubbed. -Let's talk this over. | 0:54:52 | 0:54:57 | |
Talk it over?! Tell them that you're not responsible. That this doesn't rest squarely on your shoulders. | 0:54:57 | 0:55:03 | |
If you'll be good enough to take me to the Commissioner, Doctor, | 0:55:03 | 0:55:07 | |
I think there'll be no need of an investigation. | 0:55:07 | 0:55:09 | |
But why, Mrs Rand? | 0:55:09 | 0:55:12 | |
-What could you have to tell him? -Jessica is not insane. | 0:55:12 | 0:55:15 | |
-Please, take me to the Commissioner. I can explain the whole thing to him. -Mother, what are you saying? | 0:55:15 | 0:55:20 | |
She is dead. | 0:55:20 | 0:55:23 | |
Now, Mrs Rand... | 0:55:23 | 0:55:25 | |
She IS dead. | 0:55:25 | 0:55:27 | |
-Living and dead. -Mrs Rand, you're not seriously trying to tell me that my patient is a zombie? | 0:55:27 | 0:55:33 | |
I'm not mad. | 0:55:33 | 0:55:34 | |
It's true. | 0:55:34 | 0:55:36 | |
-I -did it. -Mother... | 0:55:36 | 0:55:39 | |
Wesley, let me explain. I wanted to so often. | 0:55:39 | 0:55:43 | |
Now, I have to. Betsy, tell them about the Houmfort. | 0:55:43 | 0:55:48 | |
Tell them what you saw there. | 0:55:48 | 0:55:51 | |
You must, Betsy. They'll have to believe you. | 0:55:51 | 0:55:55 | |
Well, Mrs Rand was at the Houmfort. But there's nothing wrong with that. | 0:55:55 | 0:55:58 | |
-She's gone there for years, trying to take care of those people. To help them. -I think I understand. | 0:55:58 | 0:56:03 | |
-I've talked a little voodoo to get medicine down a patient's throat. -But it was more than that, Doctor. | 0:56:03 | 0:56:09 | |
I entered into their ceremonies. | 0:56:09 | 0:56:12 | |
I pretended I was possessed by their gods. | 0:56:12 | 0:56:14 | |
But what I did to Jessica... | 0:56:14 | 0:56:17 | |
was when she wanted to go away with Wesley. | 0:56:17 | 0:56:21 | |
That night, I went to the Houmfort. | 0:56:21 | 0:56:24 | |
I kept seeing her face, smiling because she was beautiful enough to take my family and tear it apart. | 0:56:24 | 0:56:30 | |
Drums, the chanting, | 0:56:30 | 0:56:33 | |
the lights. I heard a voice speaking in the sudden silence. | 0:56:33 | 0:56:38 | |
My voice. | 0:56:38 | 0:56:41 | |
I was speaking to the Houngan. | 0:56:41 | 0:56:44 | |
I was possessed. I told him the woman at Fort Holland was evil and asked him to make her a zombie. | 0:56:44 | 0:56:51 | |
Then what happened? | 0:56:51 | 0:56:53 | |
I hated myself. On the way home, I said over and over again, | 0:56:53 | 0:56:58 | |
there are no such people, | 0:56:58 | 0:57:00 | |
no strange drugs, | 0:57:00 | 0:57:02 | |
there's no such thing as a zombie. | 0:57:02 | 0:57:06 | |
-You were right. -I said it, and I made myself believe it. | 0:57:06 | 0:57:09 | |
But when I got here, Jessica was raging with fever. | 0:57:09 | 0:57:13 | |
She was raging with fever. A fever with a long Latin name. | 0:57:13 | 0:57:17 | |
And a bad reputation for its after-effects. | 0:57:17 | 0:57:20 | |
-Usually some form of insanity. -Dr Maxwell is right, mother. | 0:57:20 | 0:57:24 | |
-You were tricked by your own imagination, Mrs Rand. -But I am not an imaginative or fanciful woman. | 0:57:24 | 0:57:29 | |
As I understand it, in order to turn a person into a zombie, whether by poison or... | 0:57:29 | 0:57:34 | |
hocus-pocus, you must first kill that person. | 0:57:34 | 0:57:38 | |
-Is that right? -Yes. -She was feverish. She was delirious. | 0:57:38 | 0:57:43 | |
But I don't remember her dying. | 0:57:43 | 0:57:46 | |
Or even being in a state resembling death. No coma. Nothing. | 0:57:46 | 0:57:52 | |
I'm afraid you are an imaginative woman, Mrs Rand. | 0:57:54 | 0:57:57 | |
Of course. | 0:57:59 | 0:58:01 | |
Of course. | 0:58:03 | 0:58:05 | |
DRUMS POUND | 0:58:17 | 0:58:20 | |
Jessica? | 0:58:32 | 0:58:34 | |
Jessica? | 0:58:36 | 0:58:38 | |
Jessica? She won't obey me. | 0:58:40 | 0:58:42 | |
Jessica! | 0:58:42 | 0:58:44 | |
It's the Houmfort. They're trying to get her back. | 0:58:55 | 0:58:59 | |
But how can they? How could they make her understand? How would she know? | 0:58:59 | 0:59:03 | |
They know how. They have charms that can draw a man halfway around the world. Opiate tricks, magic. | 0:59:03 | 0:59:10 | |
-Everybody knows that. -We may have believed all that when we were boys, Wes, but we're grown men now. | 0:59:10 | 0:59:16 | |
-We know it's all nonsense. -Do we? -Yes. -You've forgotten... -I've not forgotten. | 0:59:16 | 0:59:21 | |
I could see what was in your mind when Maxwell was talking. | 0:59:21 | 0:59:24 | |
Just because he didn't know about Jessica's coma, you thought everything he said was wrong. | 0:59:24 | 0:59:28 | |
-And that mother's story was right. But that's ridiculous. -It is true. | 0:59:28 | 0:59:32 | |
Why did she come out here? | 0:59:32 | 0:59:34 | |
How can they make her move, do anything they want? | 0:59:34 | 0:59:37 | |
-They can make anybody do what they want. -You're thinking as they want you to think. That's what it's for. | 0:59:37 | 0:59:43 | |
-Conches, their cheap mummery. -Let me in. | 0:59:43 | 0:59:46 | |
Come with me, Jessica. | 0:59:46 | 0:59:48 | |
You saw that. | 0:59:48 | 0:59:51 | |
I saw nothing that would convince a sober man. | 0:59:51 | 0:59:54 | |
You better get some sleep, Wes. | 0:59:54 | 0:59:57 | |
Why don't you go to bed, Wes? It's been a hard day for all of us. | 1:00:14 | 1:00:18 | |
I'm sorry, Wes. | 1:00:23 | 1:00:25 | |
I think I know how you must feel. | 1:00:25 | 1:00:27 | |
And I am sorry. I only wish there was something I could do. | 1:00:27 | 1:00:32 | |
She ought to be free. | 1:00:32 | 1:00:35 | |
You could free her, Betsy. | 1:00:38 | 1:00:40 | |
You could do it. You're a nurse. You have the drugs. | 1:00:40 | 1:00:43 | |
It'd be so quick. | 1:00:43 | 1:00:44 | |
Her heart beats. | 1:00:44 | 1:00:47 | |
She breathes. That's life, Wes. | 1:00:47 | 1:00:49 | |
I once took an oath to guard life. | 1:00:49 | 1:00:53 | |
I shouldn't have asked it of you. But it was only because I can't make you believe that she's already dead. | 1:00:54 | 1:00:59 | |
Wait a minute. | 1:00:59 | 1:01:01 | |
There's one other thing. | 1:01:01 | 1:01:03 | |
You love Paul. | 1:01:03 | 1:01:05 | |
Then, what good will it ever do you if Jessica's still a... | 1:01:05 | 1:01:10 | |
Wesley. | 1:01:10 | 1:01:11 | |
I'm afraid I love him too much for that. | 1:01:11 | 1:01:15 | |
I'm sorry. | 1:01:15 | 1:01:17 | |
DRUMS POUND | 1:01:27 | 1:01:31 | |
DRUMS STOP | 1:02:46 | 1:02:48 | |
MEN CHANT "Walee Nan Guinan" | 1:04:23 | 1:04:26 | |
O Lord God most holy, | 1:04:38 | 1:04:42 | |
deliver them from the bitter pains of eternal death. | 1:04:42 | 1:04:45 | |
The woman was a wicked woman, and she was dead in her own life. | 1:04:45 | 1:04:50 | |
Yea Lord, dead in the selfishness of her spirit, | 1:04:50 | 1:04:54 | |
and the man followed her. | 1:04:54 | 1:04:57 | |
Her steps led him down to evil, her feet took hold on death. | 1:04:57 | 1:05:02 | |
Forgive him, O Lord, who knowest the secrets of all hearts. | 1:05:02 | 1:05:07 | |
Yea Lord, pity them who are dead... | 1:05:07 | 1:05:11 | |
And give peace and happiness to the living. | 1:05:11 | 1:05:14 | |
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