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MUFFLED SHOUTING | 0:01:41 | 0:01:44 | |
MAN GASPS | 0:01:56 | 0:01:58 | |
CROWD SHOUTS | 0:01:58 | 0:02:01 | |
MUFFLED SHOUTING | 0:02:13 | 0:02:15 | |
CROWD SHOUTS | 0:02:37 | 0:02:40 | |
Almighty and everlasting God | 0:02:50 | 0:02:53 | |
The comfort of the sad | 0:02:55 | 0:02:57 | |
The strength of them that suffer | 0:02:57 | 0:02:59 | |
Let the prayers of thy children that cry out of any tribulation | 0:03:00 | 0:03:04 | |
Come unto thee... | 0:03:04 | 0:03:06 | |
MAN ROARS | 0:03:06 | 0:03:08 | |
And unto every Christian soul that is distressed | 0:03:08 | 0:03:11 | |
Grant thou mercy... | 0:03:11 | 0:03:13 | |
# Away, boys, away | 0:03:13 | 0:03:17 | |
# They say I hang for money... # | 0:03:17 | 0:03:20 | |
MAN ROARS | 0:03:20 | 0:03:22 | |
And refreshment | 0:03:24 | 0:03:27 | |
Through Jesus Christ, our Lord... | 0:03:27 | 0:03:30 | |
HE SPITS | 0:03:30 | 0:03:33 | |
Amen. | 0:03:33 | 0:03:35 | |
# Hang, boys, hang | 0:03:35 | 0:03:37 | |
# Away, boys, away | 0:03:42 | 0:03:44 | |
# They say I hanged my granny | 0:03:44 | 0:03:47 | |
# Hang, boys, hang | 0:03:47 | 0:03:52 | |
# They say I hanged my mother | 0:03:52 | 0:03:54 | |
# Away, boys, away... # | 0:03:54 | 0:03:58 | |
Get back! Get back! I said, "Get back!" I swear... | 0:03:58 | 0:04:00 | |
Be safe. | 0:04:02 | 0:04:04 | |
# I hanged my sister Sally | 0:04:04 | 0:04:08 | |
# Away, boys, away | 0:04:08 | 0:04:11 | |
# I hanged my whole damn family | 0:04:11 | 0:04:14 | |
# So hang, boys, hang... # | 0:04:14 | 0:04:18 | |
Come on! | 0:04:18 | 0:04:21 | |
MUFFLED SHOUTING | 0:04:21 | 0:04:24 | |
# I strung her up quite canny | 0:04:24 | 0:04:28 | |
# So hang, boys, hang | 0:04:28 | 0:04:32 | |
# I'd hang the mate and skipper | 0:04:32 | 0:04:35 | |
# Away, boys, away | 0:04:35 | 0:04:39 | |
# And I'd hang 'em by their flippers... # | 0:04:39 | 0:04:41 | |
You been fighting again, Tom? | 0:04:41 | 0:04:43 | |
# Hang, boys, hang | 0:04:43 | 0:04:45 | |
# I'd hang a ruddy copper | 0:04:45 | 0:04:49 | |
# Away, boys, away | 0:04:49 | 0:04:52 | |
# I gave him the long dropper | 0:04:52 | 0:04:55 | |
# So hang, boys, hang | 0:04:55 | 0:05:00 | |
# And a rope, a beam, a ladder | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
# Away, boys, away... # | 0:05:03 | 0:05:07 | |
WIND WHISTLES | 0:05:07 | 0:05:10 | |
# Away, boys, away... # | 0:05:11 | 0:05:15 | |
Thomas. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:19 | |
Is that him? | 0:05:19 | 0:05:21 | |
Aye. | 0:05:23 | 0:05:24 | |
You've never kept the Smalls before, I hear. | 0:05:24 | 0:05:28 | |
She's not an easy keep, boy. | 0:05:32 | 0:05:35 | |
She don't want us here, | 0:05:36 | 0:05:38 | |
neither do these bastard rocks. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:41 | |
A stint on that wooden bitch, well, ha! Well... | 0:05:41 | 0:05:45 | |
..you'll see. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:48 | |
Yeah. | 0:05:48 | 0:05:50 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:05:50 | 0:05:52 | |
You'll see. | 0:05:54 | 0:05:56 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:07:11 | 0:07:13 | |
Hello, old girl. | 0:07:42 | 0:07:44 | |
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH | 0:08:00 | 0:08:03 | |
Enough oil? | 0:10:50 | 0:10:53 | |
SNORING | 0:10:58 | 0:11:00 | |
Salt pork - 100lb. | 0:11:31 | 0:11:34 | |
Salt beef - 50lb. | 0:11:34 | 0:11:37 | |
Flour - two barrels. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:41 | |
Rice - 50lb. | 0:11:41 | 0:11:44 | |
Weather - partly cloudy. | 0:11:47 | 0:11:49 | |
BELL CLANGS | 0:11:49 | 0:11:52 | |
A moderate breeze. | 0:11:54 | 0:11:55 | |
TG, principal lighthouse keeper. | 0:11:56 | 0:12:00 | |
BELL CLANGS | 0:12:02 | 0:12:04 | |
HE SLURPS | 0:12:35 | 0:12:37 | |
..Andrew Rawlins Lewis Jones, Charles Jones | 0:13:18 | 0:13:24 | |
In company with Christ | 0:13:24 | 0:13:27 | |
Who died and now lives | 0:13:27 | 0:13:29 | |
May they rejoice in your kingdom | 0:13:30 | 0:13:33 | |
Where all our tears are wiped away. | 0:13:33 | 0:13:36 | |
Amen. | 0:13:38 | 0:13:40 | |
BELL CLANGS | 0:14:08 | 0:14:10 | |
The weather is turning. | 0:14:23 | 0:14:26 | |
Rain. | 0:14:32 | 0:14:34 | |
Aye. | 0:14:37 | 0:14:39 | |
Seventh day. | 0:14:44 | 0:14:46 | |
Rain first half of watch, | 0:14:46 | 0:14:50 | |
afterwards clearing. | 0:14:50 | 0:14:52 | |
Calm. | 0:14:52 | 0:14:54 | |
Structure and lens in good repair. | 0:14:54 | 0:14:57 | |
TG, principal lighthouse keeper. | 0:14:57 | 0:15:00 | |
Good. | 0:15:20 | 0:15:21 | |
Mm. | 0:15:23 | 0:15:24 | |
Very good. | 0:15:25 | 0:15:27 | |
I know you do not want me here, Tom. | 0:15:34 | 0:15:36 | |
But we have a job to do. | 0:15:38 | 0:15:39 | |
Mm. | 0:15:40 | 0:15:41 | |
Good. | 0:15:45 | 0:15:46 | |
If they find you out here, we'll both be relieved of our duty. | 0:16:02 | 0:16:05 | |
Only you and I here, Tom. | 0:16:09 | 0:16:10 | |
Do you plan to tell them? | 0:16:13 | 0:16:15 | |
I cannot fish from up there. | 0:16:16 | 0:16:17 | |
Yeah. | 0:16:19 | 0:16:20 | |
You're right, Thomas. | 0:16:20 | 0:16:22 | |
We're here to keep the light... | 0:16:23 | 0:16:25 | |
..and that we must do together. | 0:16:26 | 0:16:28 | |
Do you play? | 0:17:00 | 0:17:02 | |
Play what, Howell? | 0:17:02 | 0:17:03 | |
12th day. Weather - winds increasing from north-east and east. | 0:17:42 | 0:17:47 | |
TG, principal lighthouse keeper. | 0:17:48 | 0:17:52 | |
Hah! | 0:17:52 | 0:17:54 | |
You'll need to do better than that, boy. | 0:17:54 | 0:17:56 | |
You will look after us whilst we're here, will you not, old girl? | 0:18:08 | 0:18:11 | |
Yet a month. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:16 | |
A month is all. | 0:18:17 | 0:18:19 | |
Good girl. | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
We'll be gone before long. | 0:18:24 | 0:18:25 | |
No fish? | 0:18:36 | 0:18:38 | |
Do you ever wonder what is happening back there? | 0:18:42 | 0:18:44 | |
Back on shore? | 0:18:44 | 0:18:46 | |
Sometimes. | 0:18:49 | 0:18:50 | |
What is happening right now... | 0:18:50 | 0:18:52 | |
..back home in Solva? | 0:18:54 | 0:18:56 | |
People are living their lives. | 0:18:56 | 0:18:58 | |
They work, eat, sleep and shit, | 0:18:58 | 0:18:59 | |
same as us, here, on this rock. | 0:18:59 | 0:19:02 | |
Here on this rock, aye. | 0:19:02 | 0:19:04 | |
25 miles from land. | 0:19:06 | 0:19:08 | |
Do you ever ask yourself why we do this? | 0:19:09 | 0:19:11 | |
My father was a keeper, same as his father. | 0:19:14 | 0:19:17 | |
It's in my blood. | 0:19:17 | 0:19:18 | |
And this... | 0:19:21 | 0:19:23 | |
This is peace. | 0:19:26 | 0:19:27 | |
True peace. | 0:19:28 | 0:19:29 | |
Out here. | 0:19:31 | 0:19:32 | |
There's nothing else like it. | 0:19:34 | 0:19:36 | |
Peace? | 0:19:36 | 0:19:38 | |
There's nothing here, Tom. | 0:19:40 | 0:19:41 | |
Nothing. | 0:19:41 | 0:19:43 | |
Waves and rocks is all. | 0:19:44 | 0:19:46 | |
There we have it. | 0:19:51 | 0:19:52 | |
Peace. | 0:19:54 | 0:19:55 | |
Another hour. We've work to do. | 0:20:01 | 0:20:03 | |
I wish to apologise, Tom. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:31 | |
I did not mean to offend you - | 0:20:34 | 0:20:37 | |
to question your reasons for keeping, | 0:20:37 | 0:20:40 | |
for the peace you find here. | 0:20:40 | 0:20:42 | |
I understand what it is you find in all this. | 0:20:46 | 0:20:48 | |
Do you? | 0:20:50 | 0:20:52 | |
No. | 0:20:52 | 0:20:54 | |
I do not think you do. | 0:20:54 | 0:20:55 | |
Not peace, nor keeping. | 0:20:57 | 0:21:00 | |
-I'm not new to this work. -We have a responsibility, Howell. | 0:21:02 | 0:21:08 | |
The greatest responsibility. | 0:21:08 | 0:21:10 | |
Ships from all across this world - America, India, Africa - | 0:21:10 | 0:21:15 | |
will pass and we are the only light in the vast, deep darkness. | 0:21:15 | 0:21:20 | |
-We live and die to keep those at sea safe. -Tom... | 0:21:20 | 0:21:26 | |
What happened... | 0:21:26 | 0:21:27 | |
..at South Bishop Island... | 0:21:29 | 0:21:31 | |
The light. | 0:21:35 | 0:21:37 | |
Henry Rhys, | 0:22:27 | 0:22:30 | |
John Elias, | 0:22:30 | 0:22:32 | |
Daniel Rowlands, | 0:22:32 | 0:22:34 | |
Christmas Evans, | 0:22:34 | 0:22:37 | |
David Jones, | 0:22:37 | 0:22:39 | |
Charles Jones, | 0:22:39 | 0:22:41 | |
in company with Christ, | 0:22:41 | 0:22:44 | |
who died and now lives. | 0:22:44 | 0:22:46 | |
Hello? | 0:22:48 | 0:22:50 | |
Hello? | 0:22:55 | 0:22:57 | |
Hello?! | 0:22:57 | 0:22:58 | |
HELLO?! | 0:22:58 | 0:23:00 | |
Henry Rhys, | 0:23:02 | 0:23:04 | |
John Elias, | 0:23:04 | 0:23:06 | |
Daniel Rowlands... | 0:23:06 | 0:23:09 | |
..Christmas Evans... | 0:23:10 | 0:23:12 | |
BELL ECHOES | 0:23:13 | 0:23:15 | |
BELL RINGS | 0:23:20 | 0:23:22 | |
No! | 0:23:26 | 0:23:27 | |
HE RINGS BELL | 0:23:27 | 0:23:28 | |
When did it come in? | 0:23:32 | 0:23:33 | |
The small hours. | 0:23:35 | 0:23:37 | |
BELL RINGS FAINTLY | 0:23:40 | 0:23:41 | |
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH | 0:23:43 | 0:23:45 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:23:49 | 0:23:51 | |
Two-hour shifts. | 0:24:04 | 0:24:06 | |
Sound the warning every five minutes. | 0:24:06 | 0:24:09 | |
She could be in for a few days. | 0:24:09 | 0:24:10 | |
Howell. | 0:25:05 | 0:25:07 | |
22nd day. | 0:25:07 | 0:25:09 | |
It's time. | 0:25:09 | 0:25:10 | |
Weather... | 0:25:10 | 0:25:12 | |
Heavy fog, still. | 0:25:12 | 0:25:14 | |
Squalls from north-east and east. | 0:25:15 | 0:25:18 | |
Squalls increasing in force, last hour of watch. | 0:25:19 | 0:25:23 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:25:43 | 0:25:44 | |
Storm's coming in. | 0:25:47 | 0:25:49 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:25:56 | 0:25:59 | |
It will clear this damn fog, at least. | 0:26:00 | 0:26:02 | |
We have work to do. | 0:26:09 | 0:26:11 | |
Oil. | 0:26:11 | 0:26:12 | |
Weather - torrential rain. | 0:26:16 | 0:26:18 | |
Howell. Oil! | 0:26:18 | 0:26:20 | |
Heavy winds from north-east and north. | 0:26:20 | 0:26:23 | |
Squalls increasing. | 0:26:23 | 0:26:25 | |
This is not good. | 0:26:43 | 0:26:45 | |
She will pass. | 0:26:45 | 0:26:46 | |
30th day. Storm endless. | 0:27:15 | 0:27:18 | |
Heavy squalls increasing. Gales from north-east and east. | 0:27:20 | 0:27:24 | |
No relief boat has yet landed. | 0:27:26 | 0:27:29 | |
Rations low. | 0:27:29 | 0:27:31 | |
It's getting worse. | 0:27:39 | 0:27:41 | |
There will be no way to escape this rock. | 0:27:42 | 0:27:45 | |
Our time could be up and nobody would even know. | 0:27:48 | 0:27:51 | |
We are running low on fuel. | 0:27:53 | 0:27:55 | |
The rations, the drinking water, depleted. | 0:27:57 | 0:28:00 | |
We have another few days here. | 0:28:00 | 0:28:03 | |
They'll send relief when this is done. | 0:28:03 | 0:28:05 | |
It will pass! | 0:28:10 | 0:28:11 | |
SEA ROARS | 0:28:15 | 0:28:17 | |
Then Jesus answered... | 0:28:33 | 0:28:34 | |
..and said unto him... | 0:28:36 | 0:28:37 | |
"Seest thou these great buildings? | 0:28:39 | 0:28:42 | |
"There shall not be left one stone upon a stone, | 0:28:44 | 0:28:47 | |
"which shall not be thrown down." | 0:28:47 | 0:28:49 | |
Moreover, in those days, after that tribulation, | 0:28:53 | 0:28:58 | |
the sun shall wax dark, | 0:28:58 | 0:29:01 | |
and the moon shall not give a light... | 0:29:01 | 0:29:04 | |
..and the stars of heaven shall fall... | 0:29:06 | 0:29:10 | |
..and the powers which are in heaven shall fall. | 0:29:12 | 0:29:16 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:29:16 | 0:29:17 | |
GLASS SHATTERS | 0:29:20 | 0:29:22 | |
Thomas! No. | 0:29:31 | 0:29:33 | |
We need to repair it. | 0:29:37 | 0:29:38 | |
Too dangerous in this. | 0:29:41 | 0:29:42 | |
At first light. | 0:29:44 | 0:29:45 | |
They will not come in this. | 0:30:09 | 0:30:10 | |
There will be no rescue vessel until this is done. | 0:30:14 | 0:30:16 | |
They have to come for us. | 0:30:20 | 0:30:21 | |
I've never seen its like. | 0:30:24 | 0:30:25 | |
Never. | 0:30:27 | 0:30:30 | |
They will not chance a boat. | 0:30:34 | 0:30:35 | |
We don't have much longer. | 0:30:38 | 0:30:39 | |
I know. | 0:30:44 | 0:30:46 | |
This is the last of the meat? | 0:31:04 | 0:31:05 | |
You carry that with you now? | 0:31:25 | 0:31:26 | |
That will be of no help. | 0:31:31 | 0:31:32 | |
Not here. | 0:31:34 | 0:31:35 | |
Not on this rock. | 0:31:36 | 0:31:37 | |
You think that will help you?! | 0:31:44 | 0:31:47 | |
Pleading?! | 0:31:47 | 0:31:49 | |
Pleading with him up there?! | 0:31:49 | 0:31:51 | |
Think he hears you?! | 0:31:51 | 0:31:53 | |
Cares?! That he will answer you?! | 0:31:53 | 0:31:55 | |
Listen. | 0:31:57 | 0:31:58 | |
Listen! | 0:31:59 | 0:32:00 | |
That is the only god that answers out here. | 0:32:03 | 0:32:08 | |
Tom? | 0:32:31 | 0:32:32 | |
Tom? | 0:32:35 | 0:32:36 | |
Tom. | 0:33:00 | 0:33:01 | |
What? It's not the Sabbath, is it? | 0:33:18 | 0:33:20 | |
What is this? | 0:33:22 | 0:33:23 | |
Ah! | 0:33:27 | 0:33:28 | |
Henry Whiteside. | 0:33:28 | 0:33:30 | |
He built this wooden bitch. | 0:33:33 | 0:33:34 | |
Began summer of 1775. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:39 | |
Winter of '76, storm came in. | 0:33:39 | 0:33:43 | |
Whiteside and his boys were trapped out here in it. | 0:33:45 | 0:33:48 | |
No rescue boats. She was a bad one... | 0:33:49 | 0:33:52 | |
..like this. | 0:33:54 | 0:33:55 | |
So, old Whiteside put a message in one of these. | 0:33:56 | 0:33:59 | |
Begged for rescue. | 0:34:01 | 0:34:02 | |
Pleaded for it. | 0:34:03 | 0:34:04 | |
Ha. | 0:34:07 | 0:34:09 | |
Like you. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:11 | |
To him. | 0:34:11 | 0:34:12 | |
Well, that bottle made the crossing. | 0:34:14 | 0:34:15 | |
25 miles of the Irish Sea, 25 miles of hell. | 0:34:17 | 0:34:21 | |
They came for them? | 0:34:26 | 0:34:27 | |
Aye. | 0:34:30 | 0:34:31 | |
This chest has been here since that lamp was first lit. | 0:34:33 | 0:34:37 | |
Why? | 0:34:40 | 0:34:41 | |
You know why. | 0:34:47 | 0:34:48 | |
For mercy. | 0:34:50 | 0:34:51 | |
This island does not want us here. | 0:34:55 | 0:34:56 | |
Before this beacon was built, she took hundreds of lives. | 0:34:57 | 0:35:01 | |
Perhaps she is still hungry. | 0:35:02 | 0:35:04 | |
If we were to die, if they do not come, | 0:35:06 | 0:35:09 | |
the tower washes away, however it went. | 0:35:09 | 0:35:12 | |
I would rather die drunk. | 0:35:17 | 0:35:18 | |
That will do it. | 0:36:49 | 0:36:50 | |
You've saved our souls. | 0:36:51 | 0:36:54 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:36:54 | 0:36:55 | |
I told you, that book will do no good. Not here, not now. | 0:37:06 | 0:37:11 | |
-It is my only solace. -Oh! | 0:37:11 | 0:37:14 | |
Solace! | 0:37:15 | 0:37:17 | |
-You are drunk, Tom. -There are six men beyond solace now. | 0:37:19 | 0:37:24 | |
-Leave it, Tom. -Six good men, all dead, | 0:37:24 | 0:37:27 | |
and you are here. | 0:37:27 | 0:37:30 | |
Do you ever think of them?! | 0:37:30 | 0:37:32 | |
-With every breath I draw. -I did not want this whore, | 0:37:32 | 0:37:36 | |
not here, not with you! | 0:37:36 | 0:37:38 | |
There is an ill luck about you, Thomas Howell. | 0:37:39 | 0:37:43 | |
You've brought this down on us. | 0:37:43 | 0:37:45 | |
Cursed us! | 0:37:45 | 0:37:46 | |
You! | 0:37:48 | 0:37:49 | |
-You need to sleep, Tom. -You've damned us both. | 0:37:49 | 0:37:52 | |
What you did has damned us both! | 0:37:52 | 0:37:55 | |
You should not be here! | 0:37:56 | 0:37:58 | |
The sea, she remembers all. | 0:38:00 | 0:38:04 | |
You, with your book. | 0:38:04 | 0:38:07 | |
How often did you visit chapel before South Bishop?! | 0:38:08 | 0:38:14 | |
Get out of my sight. | 0:38:26 | 0:38:28 | |
Tom! | 0:39:23 | 0:39:25 | |
Tom! | 0:39:25 | 0:39:26 | |
Tom... | 0:40:34 | 0:40:36 | |
No. | 0:40:38 | 0:40:40 | |
No, no, no. | 0:40:40 | 0:40:41 | |
No. | 0:40:41 | 0:40:42 | |
Please. | 0:40:45 | 0:40:46 | |
There is no hope. | 0:40:46 | 0:40:48 | |
We're dead men. | 0:40:48 | 0:40:50 | |
The storm will take us. | 0:40:51 | 0:40:53 | |
It's over. | 0:40:54 | 0:40:56 | |
-It's over! -GUNSHOT | 0:40:57 | 0:41:00 | |
Damn you! | 0:41:00 | 0:41:01 | |
Damn you! | 0:41:01 | 0:41:02 | |
HE YELLS | 0:41:10 | 0:41:12 | |
VOICE FADES | 0:41:13 | 0:41:16 | |
HE GROANS | 0:41:36 | 0:41:38 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:42:47 | 0:42:49 | |
Oh... | 0:42:51 | 0:42:52 | |
Got me good. | 0:42:57 | 0:42:58 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:43:00 | 0:43:02 | |
To this hell. | 0:43:11 | 0:43:13 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:43:13 | 0:43:14 | |
Aye. | 0:43:16 | 0:43:18 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:43:35 | 0:43:37 | |
THEY LAUGH | 0:43:43 | 0:43:46 | |
Arg. | 0:44:01 | 0:44:02 | |
# When I was a little lad | 0:44:08 | 0:44:10 | |
# And then my mother told me | 0:44:10 | 0:44:14 | |
-# Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe -Joe | 0:44:14 | 0:44:20 | |
-# If I did not kiss the girls -The girls | 0:44:20 | 0:44:23 | |
-BOTH: -# Then my lips grow mouldy | 0:44:23 | 0:44:26 | |
# Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe | 0:44:26 | 0:44:32 | |
# Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe | 0:44:32 | 0:44:38 | |
-# King Louis was the king of France -King of France | 0:44:38 | 0:44:41 | |
# Before the revolution | 0:44:41 | 0:44:44 | |
# Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe | 0:44:44 | 0:44:50 | |
# Then he got his head cut off | 0:44:50 | 0:44:53 | |
# Which spoiled his constitution | 0:44:53 | 0:44:57 | |
# Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe. # | 0:44:57 | 0:45:02 | |
This island... | 0:45:09 | 0:45:10 | |
..it is a curse, of that I am sure. | 0:45:12 | 0:45:13 | |
You're right, of that I am sure. | 0:45:15 | 0:45:18 | |
To be on land. | 0:45:21 | 0:45:23 | |
-Land. -Land. | 0:45:26 | 0:45:27 | |
If you could be anywhere now... | 0:45:34 | 0:45:35 | |
..where would you be? | 0:45:37 | 0:45:39 | |
Anywhere? | 0:45:40 | 0:45:41 | |
Abermawr. | 0:45:44 | 0:45:45 | |
Ah! | 0:45:47 | 0:45:48 | |
Abermawr. | 0:45:50 | 0:45:51 | |
Oh, you should see it. | 0:45:53 | 0:45:54 | |
Summer meadows and the bluebell woods. | 0:45:56 | 0:45:59 | |
Abermawr. | 0:46:00 | 0:46:01 | |
It is where I proposed to my wife. | 0:46:08 | 0:46:10 | |
If I could be there, | 0:46:12 | 0:46:14 | |
on that day, for ever... | 0:46:14 | 0:46:17 | |
You never talk of your family. | 0:46:22 | 0:46:23 | |
Yeah. | 0:46:26 | 0:46:27 | |
Gone. | 0:46:29 | 0:46:30 | |
All gone. | 0:46:32 | 0:46:33 | |
Gone. | 0:46:35 | 0:46:37 | |
Gone, all gone. | 0:46:38 | 0:46:40 | |
Tom. | 0:46:48 | 0:46:49 | |
Tom. | 0:46:51 | 0:46:52 | |
Bonny young thing. | 0:46:54 | 0:46:55 | |
I'd have done anything for her. | 0:46:58 | 0:47:01 | |
Anything. | 0:47:01 | 0:47:02 | |
Heledd. | 0:47:03 | 0:47:05 | |
Your wife? | 0:47:06 | 0:47:08 | |
My wife... | 0:47:09 | 0:47:11 | |
..and my darling Annie. | 0:47:12 | 0:47:13 | |
Your daughter. | 0:47:17 | 0:47:18 | |
Mm. | 0:47:20 | 0:47:22 | |
Consumption took them both. | 0:47:22 | 0:47:25 | |
I'm sorry, Tom. | 0:47:28 | 0:47:29 | |
I lost them ten year ago. | 0:47:33 | 0:47:35 | |
No. No. | 0:47:37 | 0:47:39 | |
11. | 0:47:41 | 0:47:42 | |
Mm. | 0:47:44 | 0:47:46 | |
I'll lie with them soon enough. | 0:47:49 | 0:47:51 | |
# Well, they call me Hangin' Johnny | 0:48:03 | 0:48:09 | |
# Away, boys, away | 0:48:09 | 0:48:12 | |
# Well, I never hanged nobody | 0:48:13 | 0:48:17 | |
-# Oh, it's hang, boys, hang... # -Tom. | 0:48:17 | 0:48:20 | |
What? | 0:48:20 | 0:48:22 | |
South Bishop... | 0:48:23 | 0:48:25 | |
Oh... | 0:48:25 | 0:48:26 | |
You blame me, Tom. You... | 0:48:26 | 0:48:28 | |
All of you. | 0:48:29 | 0:48:31 | |
Henry Rhys, John Elias, Daniel Rowlands, | 0:48:35 | 0:48:39 | |
Christmas Evans, David Jones, Charles Jones. | 0:48:39 | 0:48:43 | |
Henry Rhys, John Elias, Daniel Rowlands, | 0:48:47 | 0:48:53 | |
Christmas Evans, David Jones, Charles Jones. | 0:48:53 | 0:48:58 | |
Six men dead because of me. | 0:49:03 | 0:49:05 | |
Do you know what happened? | 0:49:11 | 0:49:12 | |
-Not the time. -Do you know what happened? | 0:49:12 | 0:49:15 | |
-You fell asleep. -I fell asleep and six men died. | 0:49:20 | 0:49:24 | |
I fell asleep and left 12 children without fathers, | 0:49:24 | 0:49:31 | |
and widowed four wives. | 0:49:31 | 0:49:33 | |
So, you are right. | 0:49:38 | 0:49:39 | |
I am a curse. | 0:49:41 | 0:49:42 | |
This storm... | 0:49:44 | 0:49:45 | |
..a punishment. | 0:49:47 | 0:49:48 | |
I pray that they are... | 0:49:54 | 0:49:57 | |
..at His side. | 0:49:58 | 0:50:00 | |
That they are safe. I pray. | 0:50:01 | 0:50:03 | |
I pray for them every night. | 0:50:05 | 0:50:06 | |
Six men dead and you pray? | 0:50:08 | 0:50:10 | |
Do you think He cares? | 0:50:13 | 0:50:14 | |
Listens? | 0:50:16 | 0:50:18 | |
No. | 0:50:18 | 0:50:20 | |
My Annie was FOUR | 0:50:22 | 0:50:25 | |
when that bastard that saw fit to cut her down! | 0:50:25 | 0:50:29 | |
Four! | 0:50:29 | 0:50:31 | |
Tiny! | 0:50:31 | 0:50:33 | |
And in the cold ground, my baby, my Annie! | 0:50:33 | 0:50:38 | |
And do you think prayer brought her back to me?! | 0:50:39 | 0:50:43 | |
No! | 0:50:43 | 0:50:44 | |
If He can put us into this world, this darkness, | 0:50:46 | 0:50:50 | |
this pit of pain and cruelty, then we are nothing to Him! | 0:50:50 | 0:50:56 | |
Well, you pray! | 0:50:58 | 0:51:00 | |
Pray and grovel! | 0:51:00 | 0:51:03 | |
See if He listens! | 0:51:03 | 0:51:06 | |
See if that brings them back! | 0:51:06 | 0:51:09 | |
HE VOMITS | 0:51:37 | 0:51:38 | |
Tom, Tom! | 0:51:41 | 0:51:42 | |
-Tom! Tom! -What? | 0:51:42 | 0:51:44 | |
The beacon! | 0:51:44 | 0:51:46 | |
GRIFFITHS LAUGHS | 0:51:51 | 0:51:53 | |
Tom, help me! | 0:51:55 | 0:51:56 | |
Fuck the light! | 0:51:56 | 0:51:59 | |
-Fuck this place! -Tom! | 0:51:59 | 0:52:01 | |
-We have to light her! -Leave her dark! | 0:52:01 | 0:52:04 | |
-Do not see?! -Tom, please! -We are dead men! | 0:52:04 | 0:52:07 | |
-Tom, help me! -Dead! | 0:52:07 | 0:52:08 | |
We have to light her! We have to light her! Please! | 0:52:08 | 0:52:12 | |
-Tom, help me! -Help, you say?! | 0:52:12 | 0:52:15 | |
Why do you not beg Him?! | 0:52:15 | 0:52:18 | |
-Tom! -If you grovel before him, | 0:52:18 | 0:52:21 | |
does He hear you?! Does He care?! | 0:52:21 | 0:52:23 | |
-Help me, Tom! -Do You hear us?! -Tom! | 0:52:23 | 0:52:28 | |
-No! Tell me! -We have to light the lamp! | 0:52:28 | 0:52:32 | |
-No! -Tom! | 0:52:32 | 0:52:34 | |
Tom! | 0:52:34 | 0:52:36 | |
Tom! | 0:52:37 | 0:52:39 | |
Tom! | 0:52:40 | 0:52:41 | |
Tom! | 0:52:47 | 0:52:49 | |
Take my hand! | 0:52:49 | 0:52:50 | |
HE STRAINS | 0:53:06 | 0:53:08 | |
Tom! | 0:53:25 | 0:53:27 | |
Tom! Tom! | 0:53:27 | 0:53:30 | |
Tom! | 0:53:34 | 0:53:35 | |
No! | 0:53:39 | 0:53:42 | |
THUD | 0:53:42 | 0:53:44 | |
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH | 0:53:44 | 0:53:45 | |
HE SOBS | 0:54:37 | 0:54:40 | |
You'll lie with them, Tom, I promise you. | 0:56:10 | 0:56:14 | |
HE PRAYS UNDER HIS BREATH | 0:56:25 | 0:56:27 | |
I do not know what to do for you, Tom. | 0:57:04 | 0:57:06 | |
Seven men, now. | 0:57:07 | 0:57:08 | |
And you blamed me. | 0:57:11 | 0:57:12 | |
All of you. | 0:57:17 | 0:57:18 | |
South Bishop. | 0:57:25 | 0:57:26 | |
You know what happened? | 0:57:29 | 0:57:31 | |
What really happened? | 0:57:31 | 0:57:33 | |
It was my fourth keep... | 0:57:35 | 0:57:38 | |
..but my first island. | 0:57:41 | 0:57:42 | |
An island, Tom. | 0:57:42 | 0:57:44 | |
An island, like this. | 0:57:45 | 0:57:48 | |
Miles from land. | 0:57:50 | 0:57:51 | |
Then a fog came in. | 0:57:53 | 0:57:54 | |
A fog. | 0:57:56 | 0:57:57 | |
Heavy. | 0:57:58 | 0:57:59 | |
Seven days. We thought it would never end. | 0:58:02 | 0:58:05 | |
No relief on an island. | 0:58:06 | 0:58:10 | |
They'd not risk a boat. | 0:58:12 | 0:58:13 | |
We rang that...bastard bell | 0:58:16 | 0:58:20 | |
day and night, and... And on... | 0:58:20 | 0:58:25 | |
..the sixth day, Lewis fell sick. | 0:58:25 | 0:58:30 | |
A fever, bad. | 0:58:30 | 0:58:31 | |
So, I stood on that platform | 0:58:35 | 0:58:40 | |
and rang that bell for 15 hours. | 0:58:40 | 0:58:44 | |
I cannot remember sleeping, Tom... | 0:58:56 | 0:58:58 | |
..but when I woke up, six men were dead. | 0:59:01 | 0:59:03 | |
They hit the rocks in the fog and drowned, all of them, | 0:59:05 | 0:59:09 | |
because I slept. | 0:59:09 | 0:59:10 | |
Now this. | 0:59:15 | 0:59:16 | |
Another dead man. | 0:59:17 | 0:59:19 | |
And they will blame me for you, also. | 0:59:23 | 0:59:25 | |
You fell, Tom. | 0:59:27 | 0:59:29 | |
You fell! | 0:59:31 | 0:59:32 | |
To the Smalls. | 0:59:36 | 0:59:37 | |
Still hungry. | 0:59:39 | 0:59:40 | |
How's the food, Tom? | 1:00:05 | 1:00:07 | |
How long, Tom? | 1:00:16 | 1:00:17 | |
How long till they come for us? | 1:00:21 | 1:00:23 | |
You do not wish to talk tonight? | 1:00:32 | 1:00:34 | |
Fine. | 1:00:35 | 1:00:36 | |
Fine! | 1:00:36 | 1:00:38 | |
You'll have to do better than that, boy. | 1:00:55 | 1:00:57 | |
You'll have to do better than that. | 1:01:00 | 1:01:02 | |
Henry Rhys... | 1:01:21 | 1:01:23 | |
..John Elias... | 1:01:23 | 1:01:26 | |
..Daniel Rowlands... | 1:01:26 | 1:01:27 | |
..Christmas Evans... | 1:01:28 | 1:01:30 | |
..David Jones... | 1:01:30 | 1:01:32 | |
..Charles Jones... | 1:01:33 | 1:01:35 | |
..Thomas Griffiths. | 1:01:38 | 1:01:40 | |
In company with Christ, who died and now lives. | 1:01:46 | 1:01:50 | |
HE SOBS | 1:01:59 | 1:02:01 | |
Oh, you stink, Tom. | 1:03:09 | 1:03:11 | |
I'm sorry, Tom. | 1:03:30 | 1:03:32 | |
We're going outside. | 1:03:32 | 1:03:34 | |
HE STRAINS | 1:03:47 | 1:03:49 | |
HE GROANS | 1:04:05 | 1:04:07 | |
Bastard! | 1:04:13 | 1:04:14 | |
You will be fine there, Tom. | 1:04:38 | 1:04:40 | |
I will not give your body up to the sea. | 1:04:43 | 1:04:45 | |
She is deep and dark... | 1:04:48 | 1:04:51 | |
..and endless. | 1:04:52 | 1:04:54 | |
That is no burial for a man. | 1:04:57 | 1:04:59 | |
Henry Rhys, John Elias... | 1:05:06 | 1:05:08 | |
..they never retrieved their bodies. | 1:05:10 | 1:05:12 | |
I cannot do the same to you. | 1:05:13 | 1:05:15 | |
You will rest with your wife and daughter, that I promise you. | 1:05:19 | 1:05:24 | |
FLUTTERING | 1:05:48 | 1:05:49 | |
FLUTTERING INTENSIFIES | 1:05:55 | 1:05:57 | |
Tom? | 1:05:59 | 1:06:00 | |
You're dead, you're dead! | 1:06:03 | 1:06:05 | |
FLUTTERING | 1:06:37 | 1:06:39 | |
FLUTTERING | 1:06:47 | 1:06:48 | |
HE GROANS | 1:08:06 | 1:08:07 | |
ROPES CREAK | 1:08:11 | 1:08:12 | |
The storm endless. | 1:09:30 | 1:09:32 | |
Thomas Griffiths is dead. | 1:09:33 | 1:09:35 | |
A terrible accident. | 1:09:38 | 1:09:40 | |
I fear to be left alone without aid on the Smalls. | 1:09:42 | 1:09:47 | |
Supplies low. | 1:09:48 | 1:09:50 | |
TH, lightkeeper. | 1:09:50 | 1:09:52 | |
HEARTBEAT | 1:10:00 | 1:10:01 | |
VOICE ECHOES: John Elias, Daniel Rowlands... | 1:10:01 | 1:10:05 | |
..David Jones... | 1:10:06 | 1:10:08 | |
No! | 1:10:12 | 1:10:13 | |
No! | 1:10:15 | 1:10:18 | |
-WHISPER: -Seven men. | 1:10:18 | 1:10:20 | |
VOICE ECHOES: David Jones, Charles Jones... | 1:10:22 | 1:10:26 | |
..Thomas Griffiths... | 1:10:26 | 1:10:28 | |
..John Elias... | 1:10:31 | 1:10:34 | |
..Daniel Rowlands... | 1:10:34 | 1:10:35 | |
..David Jones, Charles Jones... | 1:10:37 | 1:10:41 | |
..Thomas Griffiths... | 1:10:42 | 1:10:44 | |
Agh! | 1:11:07 | 1:11:08 | |
RHYTHMIC THUDDING | 1:11:24 | 1:11:26 | |
THUDDING CONTINUES | 1:11:43 | 1:11:44 | |
I plan to stay true to my post and maintain the light as best I can. | 1:12:03 | 1:12:07 | |
I begin to fear for my sanity, alone on this wretched island. | 1:12:08 | 1:12:12 | |
No relief boat has been dispatched into this damn storm. | 1:12:12 | 1:12:17 | |
Have they left me here to perish? | 1:12:17 | 1:12:20 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 1:12:20 | 1:12:22 | |
God save me. | 1:12:22 | 1:12:24 | |
RHYTHMIC THUDDING | 1:12:25 | 1:12:27 | |
Tom... | 1:12:35 | 1:12:36 | |
Help! | 1:12:50 | 1:12:53 | |
Please! | 1:12:53 | 1:12:55 | |
Help! | 1:12:56 | 1:12:59 | |
BELL RINGS | 1:13:01 | 1:13:03 | |
Help! | 1:13:05 | 1:13:07 | |
Help! | 1:13:09 | 1:13:12 | |
Help! | 1:13:13 | 1:13:15 | |
RHYTHMIC THUDDING | 1:13:17 | 1:13:20 | |
WOOD SPLINTERS | 1:13:27 | 1:13:29 | |
THUDDING CONTINUES | 1:13:34 | 1:13:36 | |
I now know this island is wicked beyond the darkest of dreams. | 1:14:27 | 1:14:31 | |
These rocks are cursed. | 1:14:32 | 1:14:34 | |
What is this limbo? | 1:14:37 | 1:14:38 | |
Has he damned my soul? | 1:14:40 | 1:14:42 | |
His dead right arm now hangs inches from my window. | 1:14:45 | 1:14:49 | |
It is beckoning me outside, | 1:14:51 | 1:14:53 | |
to face this endless storm. | 1:14:53 | 1:14:56 | |
The evil spirits that dance across the poisoned waters. | 1:14:57 | 1:15:01 | |
No ship will land here. | 1:15:04 | 1:15:06 | |
Am I in hell? | 1:15:08 | 1:15:11 | |
Quiet! | 1:15:13 | 1:15:15 | |
Poor move, Tom. | 1:15:23 | 1:15:24 | |
Poor move. | 1:15:26 | 1:15:27 | |
You blame me, Tom. | 1:15:32 | 1:15:33 | |
You fell. | 1:15:39 | 1:15:40 | |
VOICE WHISPERS | 1:15:40 | 1:15:42 | |
You fell. | 1:15:42 | 1:15:43 | |
WHISPERING CONTINUES | 1:15:43 | 1:15:45 | |
A poor move. | 1:15:48 | 1:15:49 | |
You blame me, but you fell. | 1:16:03 | 1:16:05 | |
But you fell. | 1:16:06 | 1:16:07 | |
WHISPERING CONTINUES | 1:16:07 | 1:16:09 | |
You blame me, but you fell. | 1:16:09 | 1:16:11 | |
Concentrate, Tom. | 1:16:13 | 1:16:15 | |
Concentrate. | 1:16:15 | 1:16:16 | |
Six men, not seven. | 1:16:18 | 1:16:22 | |
HE WHISPERS | 1:16:22 | 1:16:24 | |
You blame me, Tom, you blame me, | 1:16:24 | 1:16:25 | |
and I cannot be held accountable for that. | 1:16:25 | 1:16:27 | |
RHYTHMIC THUDDING | 1:16:27 | 1:16:28 | |
VOICE WHISPERS: You blame me, but you fell. | 1:16:35 | 1:16:37 | |
Tom, quiet. | 1:16:37 | 1:16:39 | |
Quiet! | 1:16:39 | 1:16:41 | |
Why can you not leave me alone, you bastard? | 1:16:43 | 1:16:45 | |
You're dead, Tom. | 1:16:52 | 1:16:54 | |
Dead. | 1:16:56 | 1:16:57 | |
Thomas' hand's outside my window. | 1:17:04 | 1:17:06 | |
No Christian burial for a man. No rest. | 1:17:08 | 1:17:12 | |
His soul, I am certain, | 1:17:15 | 1:17:17 | |
is halfway between this life and the next one... | 1:17:17 | 1:17:22 | |
..and I fear that it haunts me within this black tower. | 1:17:26 | 1:17:30 | |
There is no longer any distraction | 1:17:38 | 1:17:41 | |
from the darker corners of my imagination. | 1:17:41 | 1:17:44 | |
The purgatory that grows as this damned storm rages on. | 1:17:49 | 1:17:53 | |
I fear the devil lurks within the shadows in this tower with me. | 1:17:56 | 1:18:00 | |
This island... | 1:18:02 | 1:18:04 | |
-VOICE ECHOES: -Thomas... | 1:18:04 | 1:18:06 | |
..it is hell! | 1:18:06 | 1:18:07 | |
Thomas Howell... | 1:18:07 | 1:18:08 | |
Is this his punishment? | 1:18:10 | 1:18:11 | |
May God save my soul. | 1:18:14 | 1:18:17 | |
THUDDING, ROPE CREAKS | 1:18:30 | 1:18:33 | |
-Thomas... -HE GASPS | 1:18:44 | 1:18:46 | |
Thomas Howell... | 1:18:46 | 1:18:47 | |
Thomas... | 1:18:49 | 1:18:51 | |
Thomas Howell... | 1:18:53 | 1:18:55 | |
Seven men. | 1:18:57 | 1:18:58 | |
Come, now, Thomas Howell. | 1:19:38 | 1:19:42 | |
It is time. | 1:19:42 | 1:19:45 | |
You know what you must do. | 1:19:47 | 1:19:49 | |
No... | 1:19:49 | 1:19:51 | |
Seven men, Thomas Howell. | 1:19:51 | 1:19:54 | |
No... | 1:19:54 | 1:19:56 | |
-Seven men. -Leave me. | 1:19:56 | 1:19:59 | |
Join us. | 1:19:59 | 1:20:01 | |
-No! -Seven men, Thomas Howell. | 1:20:01 | 1:20:05 | |
-Seven men. -Leave me! | 1:20:05 | 1:20:07 | |
-Please! -Seven men, Thomas Howell. | 1:20:07 | 1:20:11 | |
Seven men. | 1:20:11 | 1:20:13 | |
Join us. | 1:20:13 | 1:20:15 | |
I know that the Lord has damned me for what I did. | 1:20:16 | 1:20:19 | |
My very soul is now in peril. | 1:20:20 | 1:20:24 | |
I can no longer endure this punishment. | 1:20:24 | 1:20:28 | |
And to every Christian soul that is distressed... | 1:20:29 | 1:20:34 | |
..grant Thou mercy. | 1:20:35 | 1:20:37 | |
Forgive me. | 1:20:45 | 1:20:46 | |
Eight men. | 1:20:49 | 1:20:50 | |
RHYTHMIC TAPPING | 1:21:13 | 1:21:14 | |
Bastard. | 1:21:35 | 1:21:36 | |
HE LAUGHS | 1:21:46 | 1:21:49 | |
You are dead, Tom. | 1:21:53 | 1:21:54 | |
TAPPING CONTINUES | 1:21:55 | 1:21:57 | |
Leave me alone. | 1:22:16 | 1:22:18 | |
-VOICE WHISPERS: -Join us. | 1:22:29 | 1:22:31 | |
When he comes for me... | 1:22:33 | 1:22:34 | |
I suffer the darkness of the other world. | 1:22:34 | 1:22:38 | |
Come, Thomas Howell... | 1:22:38 | 1:22:40 | |
Join us. | 1:22:42 | 1:22:43 | |
Through the black hours of every night, | 1:22:47 | 1:22:50 | |
this devil's knock interrupts my terrible dreams. | 1:22:50 | 1:22:54 | |
Accept his punishment. | 1:23:01 | 1:23:03 | |
I now know that Thomas Griffiths wants this tower. | 1:23:03 | 1:23:07 | |
He wishes me to damn myself to hell. | 1:23:07 | 1:23:10 | |
He wishes to punish me. | 1:23:10 | 1:23:12 | |
He walks this cursed place in the darkness of death | 1:23:13 | 1:23:18 | |
and he wishes me to damn my eternal soul with the noose. | 1:23:18 | 1:23:22 | |
He will not take me, he will not take me, he will not take me! | 1:23:22 | 1:23:27 | |
He will not take me! | 1:23:27 | 1:23:29 | |
No! | 1:23:29 | 1:23:31 | |
Tom? | 1:23:55 | 1:23:56 | |
When can I go home, Thomas? | 1:24:00 | 1:24:02 | |
You cannot go home. | 1:24:02 | 1:24:04 | |
Why? | 1:24:06 | 1:24:08 | |
Because you fell. | 1:24:11 | 1:24:12 | |
So, I cannot go home? | 1:24:14 | 1:24:16 | |
No. | 1:24:17 | 1:24:18 | |
I'm lonely out here. | 1:24:27 | 1:24:29 | |
Will you stay with me? | 1:24:38 | 1:24:40 | |
I cannot stay. | 1:24:42 | 1:24:44 | |
Why? | 1:24:46 | 1:24:48 | |
I... | 1:24:48 | 1:24:49 | |
You are... | 1:24:51 | 1:24:52 | |
I cannot find them. | 1:24:54 | 1:24:55 | |
Not here. | 1:24:58 | 1:24:59 | |
Not in this place. | 1:25:01 | 1:25:02 | |
Who? | 1:25:04 | 1:25:05 | |
Heledd... | 1:25:08 | 1:25:09 | |
..and my Annie. | 1:25:11 | 1:25:12 | |
I cannot find them here. | 1:25:15 | 1:25:17 | |
I cannot find them here. | 1:25:21 | 1:25:23 | |
Am I...in hell? | 1:25:33 | 1:25:37 | |
The others are here, Thomas. | 1:25:48 | 1:25:50 | |
The others? | 1:25:53 | 1:25:55 | |
Henry Rhys... | 1:25:57 | 1:25:59 | |
..John Elias... | 1:26:00 | 1:26:02 | |
..Daniel Rowlands... | 1:26:03 | 1:26:05 | |
..Christmas Evans... | 1:26:06 | 1:26:07 | |
..David Jones... | 1:26:09 | 1:26:10 | |
Charles Jones. | 1:26:11 | 1:26:13 | |
No. | 1:26:13 | 1:26:15 | |
And now you. | 1:26:18 | 1:26:20 | |
I'm not dead, Tom. | 1:26:21 | 1:26:23 | |
No... | 1:26:27 | 1:26:29 | |
No, no, no. | 1:26:29 | 1:26:30 | |
No, no, no! No! | 1:26:30 | 1:26:31 | |
I know what I must do. | 1:26:31 | 1:26:33 | |
I must rid myself of Thomas Griffiths. | 1:26:33 | 1:26:35 | |
I must cast him into the deep. | 1:26:35 | 1:26:37 | |
This island took you, Thomas. | 1:26:37 | 1:26:40 | |
And your soul, it is already lost. | 1:26:40 | 1:26:44 | |
You will not take me. | 1:26:44 | 1:26:45 | |
You will not take me. The devil is here. | 1:26:45 | 1:26:47 | |
Do you not remember, Thomas? | 1:26:47 | 1:26:50 | |
Ending it? | 1:26:50 | 1:26:52 | |
..and he comes for me, my Lord... | 1:26:52 | 1:26:54 | |
Ending it all with a noose. | 1:26:54 | 1:26:56 | |
I did not damn myself, I did not hang! | 1:26:56 | 1:26:59 | |
I did not damn myself! | 1:26:59 | 1:27:00 | |
You are in hell. | 1:27:00 | 1:27:02 | |
I did not damn myself! | 1:27:02 | 1:27:04 | |
Eight men, Thomas. | 1:27:04 | 1:27:05 | |
-The devil. -Eight men. | 1:27:05 | 1:27:07 | |
Come, now, Thomas Howell. It is time. | 1:27:07 | 1:27:10 | |
-Eight men. -Seven! | 1:27:10 | 1:27:12 | |
-Eight men. -Seven! | 1:27:12 | 1:27:13 | |
-Eight men. -Seven men! | 1:27:13 | 1:27:15 | |
You are in hell. | 1:27:15 | 1:27:17 | |
-It is time. -Seven men! | 1:27:17 | 1:27:19 | |
-Thomas Howell... -Seven! | 1:27:19 | 1:27:22 | |
I will not damn myself to hell! | 1:27:22 | 1:27:25 | |
Seven! | 1:27:25 | 1:27:26 | |
Come! | 1:27:26 | 1:27:28 | |
Charon waits. | 1:27:28 | 1:27:31 | |
No! | 1:27:31 | 1:27:33 | |
You will not take me. | 1:27:33 | 1:27:34 | |
You will not take me. The devil is here. | 1:27:34 | 1:27:38 | |
I will endure your punishment... | 1:27:38 | 1:27:41 | |
Seven... | 1:27:41 | 1:27:42 | |
..and I will be redeemed! | 1:27:42 | 1:27:46 | |
Henry Rhys! | 1:27:46 | 1:27:48 | |
John Elias! Daniel Rowlands! | 1:27:48 | 1:27:49 | |
Christmas Evans! | 1:27:49 | 1:27:51 | |
David Jones! Charles Jones! Thomas Griffiths! | 1:27:51 | 1:27:55 | |
I will endure your punishment and I will be redeemed! | 1:27:55 | 1:28:03 | |
HE WAILS | 1:28:04 | 1:28:06 | |
I've seen it, Tom. | 1:28:22 | 1:28:23 | |
What, Thomas? | 1:28:27 | 1:28:28 | |
What have you seen? | 1:28:30 | 1:28:31 | |
You're in hell. | 1:28:35 | 1:28:37 | |
Mm. | 1:28:42 | 1:28:43 | |
We're both in hell, Thomas. | 1:28:47 | 1:28:49 | |
The storm took us both. | 1:28:52 | 1:28:53 | |
It took you, Tom. | 1:28:59 | 1:29:01 | |
It took you. | 1:29:02 | 1:29:03 | |
Both our souls burn, Thomas. | 1:29:06 | 1:29:08 | |
No. | 1:29:10 | 1:29:11 | |
We both died on this island, Thomas. | 1:29:16 | 1:29:18 | |
Both you... | 1:29:20 | 1:29:21 | |
..and I. | 1:29:24 | 1:29:25 | |
Come, now... | 1:29:33 | 1:29:34 | |
..Thomas Howell. | 1:29:37 | 1:29:38 | |
It's time to leave. | 1:29:40 | 1:29:42 | |
Lasciate ogne speranza... | 1:29:50 | 1:29:53 | |
..voi ch'intrate. | 1:29:53 | 1:29:55 | |
Lasciate ogne speranza... | 1:29:59 | 1:30:02 | |
..voi ch'intrate. | 1:30:02 | 1:30:05 | |
CREAK, THUD | 1:30:10 | 1:30:11 | |
I have paid. | 1:30:15 | 1:30:16 | |
You won't take me. | 1:30:18 | 1:30:20 | |
I am not dead. | 1:30:21 | 1:30:23 | |
I have paid. | 1:30:23 | 1:30:26 | |
I did not hang. | 1:30:26 | 1:30:29 | |
I did not hang. | 1:30:30 | 1:30:32 | |
I did not damn myself. | 1:30:33 | 1:30:36 | |
No! | 1:30:36 | 1:30:38 | |
Thomas Howell... | 1:30:38 | 1:30:39 | |
No! | 1:30:39 | 1:30:41 | |
You will not take me. | 1:30:44 | 1:30:47 | |
You will not take me. | 1:30:47 | 1:30:49 | |
It is time, Thomas Howell. | 1:30:49 | 1:30:52 | |
-I am redeemed! -Thomas... -I am redeemed! | 1:30:52 | 1:30:56 | |
Thomas! | 1:30:56 | 1:30:57 | |
You will not take me. | 1:30:57 | 1:31:00 | |
I have been... | 1:31:00 | 1:31:03 | |
You're safe. | 1:31:03 | 1:31:05 | |
You're safe now. You're going home. | 1:31:05 | 1:31:08 | |
-Thomas Griffiths... -You're safe now. -Help me. | 1:31:08 | 1:31:11 | |
Thomas Griffiths... | 1:31:11 | 1:31:13 | |
Help me. | 1:31:13 | 1:31:14 | |
HE MURMURS | 1:31:14 | 1:31:16 | |
Thomas! | 1:31:17 | 1:31:19 | |
No... Help me... | 1:31:19 | 1:31:21 | |
-Henry Rhys, John Elias, Daniel Rowlands, Christmas Evans... -Thomas! | 1:31:21 | 1:31:27 | |
Henry Rhys, John Elias, Daniel Rowlands, Christmas Evans... | 1:31:27 | 1:31:31 | |
Thomas! | 1:31:31 | 1:31:33 | |
-Thomas, it's us! -I have paid! I have paid for them all. -Thomas! | 1:31:33 | 1:31:38 | |
I have paid, I have paid... | 1:31:38 | 1:31:41 | |
Christmas Evans, John Elias, Daniel Rowlands, Christmas Evans, | 1:31:41 | 1:31:46 | |
-David Jones, Charles Jones... I have paid. -Thomas! | 1:31:46 | 1:31:50 | |
-I have paid. -It's us! | 1:31:50 | 1:31:51 | |
I have paid, I have paid... | 1:31:51 | 1:31:54 | |
MUSIC: Hangin' Johnny by Hanging Johnny | 1:33:11 | 1:33:14 |
