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A young orphan, Stephen, is sent to go and live with his strange, much older cousin at his remote country house. Once there, Stephen experiences terrible dreams in which he sees a young girl and boy who are missing their hearts.
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00:08You
00:37is it much further
00:39only a step
00:40don't move that
00:42I wasn't
00:49oh steady man
00:51steady
00:51steady
01:23it's enormous
01:24it's a drafty old place
01:48Mr. Stephen
01:50yes
01:56yes
02:28He has come.
02:45Is that the boy, Parks?
02:47Yes, sir.
02:49Come in. Approach.
02:52Help with the bags. Help with the bags.
02:54Well, Stephen, well. Here at last, eh?
02:59Yes, sir.
03:02You don't remember me?
03:03Your cousin? Twice removed.
03:07Peregrine Abney is my name.
03:09How do you do?
03:10Very well, thank you, sir.
03:12Fine, firm hand.
03:15Warm-blooded, strong-pulsed, excellent.
03:23How old are you, boy?
03:25I'm...
03:25Twelve, next birthday?
03:26Yes, sir. The 31st of this month, sir.
03:31Halloween! Excellent. Couldn't be better.
03:33We shall celebrate, eh?
03:35Thank you, sir.
03:36It will be my pleasure, Stephen.
03:38Not too tired after your journey?
03:40No, sir.
03:41Good lad.
03:41You must eat a hearty meal.
03:45You're certain you are twelve next birthday?
03:48Yes, sir.
03:49And the 31st.
03:50Better the better.
03:51Benissimo.
03:54Forgive me.
03:55I like to note these little things in my commonplace book.
04:01Ah, Parks, take this excellent boy down to Mrs. Bunch.
04:05Tell her to feed him well.
04:07Let me butter.
04:08Eat tea.
04:08Nourish him.
04:10Nourish him.
04:14You mustn't mind him, lad.
04:16He has his ways.
04:17But why does he want to write my age down?
04:20He's a scholar, is Mr. Abney.
04:22He writes everything down.
04:25This way, Master Stephen.
04:28My sakes.
04:30What a lad you are for questions.
04:33Aye?
04:34Mr. Abney's your cousin.
04:36That's certain.
04:37On your mother's side.
04:39But she's so old.
04:41Cousins come in all shapes and sizes.
04:45And he's kindness itself.
04:47He may be an old bachelor.
04:49But he's very partial to children.
04:54You're not the first little orphan.
04:56He's given an oath and home, food and shelter.
04:58Oh, no.
04:59My gracious goodness, no.
05:01There are other children here.
05:02But they're gone now.
05:04Gone?
05:05Over the hills and far away.
05:06And you each just gone, Stephen.
05:09You can ask Mr. Abney about them yourself tomorrow.
05:11Tomorrow.
05:18Oh!
05:24Oh!
06:15Come in.
06:20Come in, Stephen. Good morning. Sleep well?
06:24Yes, thank you, sir.
06:24Good. That's the idea. Plenty of sleep.
06:27Mrs. Bunch tells me you're a good lad.
06:31She's taken you to heart.
06:33Indeed, her words were
06:34a kind lad with an inquiring frame of mind.
06:38That so?
06:39Well, she did say that there had been other children in the house, sir.
06:42Did she? Quite so. But they've gone. Gone.
06:44I like inquiring minds.
06:47Have one myself.
06:48Well, there's so much to know, so much to learn in this old world.
06:54Yes, sir.
06:56And when none of us give him much time.
06:57Life's bad, me a flicker. No time at all.
07:00Mm-hmm.
07:03Chensorinus. Have you read Chensorinus?
07:07No, sir.
07:08Excellent fellow.
07:10He's searched. Dead now.
07:13403 BC.
07:16But his work lives on.
07:18Immortal.
07:19To some, to the chosen,
07:22immortality is given, Stephen.
07:26Oh, may I explore the ground, sir?
07:29Of course.
07:30No need to ask, lad.
07:31Yes.
07:32Fresh air.
07:33Plenty of exercise.
07:34Roses in the cheeks.
07:35Let's go ahead.
07:49Good.
07:51Excellent.
07:53Out to grass.
07:57That's the thing.
08:06Good.
08:19Good.
08:29THE END
08:47And it is recorded by Simon Magus
08:50that he was enabled to fly through the air.
09:00Not yet.
09:31No!
09:33No!
09:34No!
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13:29No!
13:29Did you not tell you about her?
13:31No.
13:34Did she like climbing trees?
13:36No. She was quite the little lady.
13:40We called her Phoebe.
13:46Was Miss Robney her cousin?
13:48No.
13:51Master brought her back from his walk one day.
13:55And here she lived with us for three weeks, it might be.
13:59And then there was a trace of gypsy in her blood, I always thought.
14:05And then one morning she was gone.
14:12That's what Miss Robney said.
14:15Gone.
14:16Out of her bed before one of us had opened an eye.
14:20And neither track nor trace of her have we set eyes on since.
14:25Master was wonderful put about, yet the dykes dragged.
14:32Ready there. Try it again.
14:37It's my belief she was out of way by the gypsies.
14:42For they were singing round the house for as much as an hour the night after she'd gone.
14:48And lights in the woods like will-o'-the-wisps.
14:53And the little boy?
14:55Giovanni?
14:56Oh, that poor boy. He were a foreigner.
15:13Master found him a play in his urtigurty.
15:17He had him in that very minute.
15:20Mrs. Birch!
15:22Mrs. Birch!
15:24Mrs. Birch!
15:25Mrs. Birch!
15:2712th year old.
15:28Good!
15:30Good.
15:30Mrs. Birch!
15:31The boy is stain.
15:33His name's Giovanni.
15:34I want you to look after him, feed him.
15:37Shady I want you to look after him.
15:40No, sir.
15:41Wow.
15:44And he's an orphan, poor lad.
15:46Both parents dead at only twelve.
15:50Are you sure that he does make 12 years old?
15:52Yes, sir.
15:53Good.
15:54Good.
15:54Come on!
15:58It went the same way with him.
16:00He was off one morning, same as the girl.
16:04They're an unruly lot, these foreign nations.
16:08Was that his hurdy-gurdy?
16:11He played a lovely tune on that.
16:14Never without it.
16:17Then why did he leave it behind?
16:39Well, I have some sort of music.
16:43I never said that, but he didn't know that.
16:44Yeah.
16:44I was just thinking about this.
16:45It's a very good thing.
16:45You're lying, just a little.
16:46You're lying.
16:52You're lying.
16:52You're lying.
17:03Ah, another day is announced.
17:11Another step towards victorious, everlasting life in this world.
17:23Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi.
17:29Heart.
17:57Heart.
17:58Heart.
17:58Heart.
17:59Heart.
18:04Heart.
18:06Heart.
18:08Heart.
18:09Heart.
18:10Heart.
18:11Heart.
18:14Heart.
18:14Heart.
18:15Heart.
18:15Heart.
18:15Heart.
18:16Heart.
18:17Heart.
18:40I don't know.
18:47I don't know.
19:21I don't know.
20:07I don't know.
20:14I don't know.
20:24I don't know.
20:41I don't know.
20:43I don't know.
20:45Take him down to your room, Mrs. Punch.
20:46Give him a posset.
20:48No hearts.
20:49They had no hearts.
20:50And the heard good.
20:51It was still pain.
20:52Oh, my God.
20:53You're a big boy.
20:55Nearly 12.
20:57Off you go with Mrs. Punch.
20:58A nice warm posset.
21:00Come along, Master Steve.
21:15Here.
21:18Here.
21:20Here.
21:42Some annoyance may be experienced from the psychic portion of the subjects.
21:52Especially in those cases where they can command the allegiance of what we are pleased to call material objects.
22:44Oh, I'm super impressed!
22:51Hi.
22:59Hi.
23:01Hi.
23:10Parks!
23:11Yes, sir?
23:13I thank you to bring up a bottle of the Tawny Parks,
23:17so that it may rest a little after its journey upwards.
23:21The Tawny Tree, sir.
23:23Is that our best and oldest?
23:25Yes, sir.
23:26Then bring it.
23:32You're not too growed for candles?
23:34No.
23:36Then blow.
23:50Yes, sir.
23:52What?
24:04Who is it?
24:06It's me, sir.
24:08Come in, come in.
24:12I brought you a piece of my birthday cake, sir.
24:15How very kind.
24:17Thank you, Stephen.
24:20Mmm, looks delicious.
24:23Mmm, very good.
24:26What's that, sir?
24:27Ah, very old, Stephen.
24:30A sacred thing.
24:32Made before the mechanical sciences cast their rude shadow over the world.
24:40Had any more dreams?
24:41No, sir.
24:43Sleep well last night?
24:44No more sleep walking?
24:45Yes, sir.
24:46I mean no, sir.
24:47Good.
24:48Excellent.
24:50Even, my boy.
24:53Do you like secrets?
24:55Can you keep secrets?
24:56I think so, sir.
24:58Would you like your secret fortune told as a birthday gift from me?
25:02Hmm?
25:03Your real fortune, as it is, as it resides in the turning stars.
25:10Hmm?
25:11Hmm?
25:11What now, sir?
25:13Oh, no, no, no.
25:13At the proper time.
25:15Tonight?
25:17Midnight?
25:19All Hallows' Eve?
25:22Could you come down to me?
25:25Hmm?
25:25Hmm?
25:26I might be too tired, sir.
25:28Oh, a great boy like you.
25:30Oh, don't you dare, eh?
25:30It's not that.
25:31Your future laid out before you.
25:33The gift of foresight from the gods of old.
25:35The finest birthday gift you may ever receive.
25:38Ever.
25:40Yes, please, sir.
25:41Good lad.
25:43Well, this is our secret mind.
25:45A man's secret.
25:47Between men.
25:48Don't tell Mrs. Bunch.
25:49She's a good heart, but earthbound.
25:54Earthbound, Stephen.
25:56A master may get up his own port in the future.
25:59I tell you, there's something down there in the cellars.
26:02Rats more than like.
26:04A talking?
26:05A talking, Mrs. B.
26:06What nonsense.
26:07My sakes.
26:08I tell you, I heard voices in the farther bin.
26:12And what I say is, if you choose to go down there, you may...
26:14I have no patience with your fancies, Mr. Parks.
26:17Why?
26:18You'll be frightening Master Stephen here out of his wits.
26:21Oh, Mr. Stephen.
26:23Well, he knows well enough.
26:25I was only a joke in Mrs. B.
26:28I heard voices too, Mr. Parks.
26:30When I was flying my kite.
26:32In the wind.
26:34Are they down in the cellar now?
26:36No, no.
26:38Rats scrabbling about.
26:40No toast.
26:41No more than that.
26:47Did Master like the cake?
26:49Yes, it was very nice.
26:52Didn't you hear the voices, Mrs. Bunch?
26:54The night the little girl ran away.
26:56I dare say I imagined them.
26:57It was all of 18 years ago.
26:59But you said that...
27:01I say lots of things, Master Stephen.
27:03But not on all souls' night.
27:05Oh, dear me, no.
27:06This night I'll say me prayers artily.
27:09And lock me door, thank ye.
27:31Now I'll take a look at the fire.
27:39I'll take care of the fire.
27:39So, you can start talking to my friends.
27:43That's when I was at home.
27:45You can start talking to my friends,
27:46I'm tied up with an air.
27:46So, you're daring.
27:47You're lying here, right?
27:49You're not alone.
27:50You're lying here.
27:58You're lying here.
28:00You're lying here.
28:00You're lying.
28:32The heart must be removed from the living subject, reduced to ashes over the sacred fire, and then mixed with
28:42a generous measure of fortified wine. Preferably, port.
28:56Yes. Yes.
29:00Censurinus.
29:02Tres Magistus.
29:05Simon Magus.
29:08Think on me.
29:36Oh, we'll be late. Quick.
29:39Dear boy, dear boy, we have so little time. The potent hour has come.
29:45You're hurting my wrist, sir.
29:47Oh, and your heart beats wildly, does it not? I can hear it. It yearns to be free, and it
29:52shall be, Stephen. It shall be.
29:55But first, you must drink.
29:59But I thought that...
30:00There's no time for thinking. This is the time for doing. Drink!
30:03Is it caught?
30:04The sun in quintessence. The blood of Mithras. Drink.
30:12I don't like it. Must I?
30:14Sad boy. Ridiculous child. Of course you must.
30:17Before you can tell any fortune.
30:19Your fortune is my fortune, Stephen.
30:21As was the girls. As was the little Italian boys.
30:24You complete the work of 20 years, Stephen.
30:27No!
30:28No!
30:28You must.
30:29You shall.
30:30No!
30:31No!
30:31Drink.
30:32Drink.
30:35Not poppy, no mandragora, not all the drowsy syrups of the world.
30:45Sleep, dear boy. Dear boy. Sleep. Breathe deep.
31:01Munificent engine. Soul-bred. Strong rhythm of eternity. My eternity.
31:14Generous boy.
31:18Here lies your fortune.
31:22Ordained by the heavens.
31:25Sanctioned by the ancients.
31:28Your innocent heart must be the beating cornerstone to the gate.
31:33That unspeakable gateway by which I will enter into it.
31:43No.
31:45You come too late.
31:50No, you cannot command me.
31:53Come on me.
31:53My luck.
31:55No.
32:19You should WHEN DOESN'T
32:21I am sorry.
32:21I am, I am...
32:30I am mort.
32:34I am mort.
32:37I am mort.
32:41Miley.
32:42Oh.
32:58That Peregrine Abney was a recluse and a scholar
33:02is well known in this locality.
33:05What precisely was the nature of his research,
33:08I think it better for god-fearing mortals not to inquire suffice to say that though the manner of
33:17his death is doubtful whether he was struck down by his own hand or by forces which in another age
33:25might well be attributed to the devil to Satan himself suffice that we should pray that his soul
33:38may rest eternally within the sight and love of God his will be done
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