(theme music playing)
NARRATOR: Man lives in the sunlit world
of what he believes to be reality.
But... there is,
unseen by most, an underworld.
A place that is just as real
but not as brightly lit.
A dark side.
(organ playing softly)
MAN (on radio): What was first was not spiritual,
that was natural.
And afterward, that which is spiritual.
The first man was made of the earth; earthy.
The last man is the God from heaven.
Hallelujah! Praise him!
And later in the same chapter: "In a moment,
"in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet,
"for the trumpet shall sound
"and the dead shall arise incorruptible,
"and we shall be changed.
"For in this corruptible, must put on incorruption,
"and this mortal must put on immortality,
"therefore be always abounding in the work of the Lord,
for as you know, your labors are not in vain in the Lord."
Can you feel it, Sister Faith?
Yes! Yes, yes, I can!
Do you have the power of the Bright Tomorrow?
Yes! Yes!
Hallelujah!
I... have the power!
Oh, this, this is special, this power, folks.
Ain't it wondrous?
Someone, someone out there has
a very, very bad back problem.
The doctor bills, they're piling up.
He can't pay them.
(voice breaking): His children, they're hungry.
Oh, Mother, give it up.
We all know how hard
you're taking this.
Can you relieve the pressures and the burdens
of this poor man?
Yes, yes, I can.
I have healed him.
And he is watching. You are healed!
Oh, Mother...
(audience applauds)
Now where's your sense of gratitude, Jenny?
Ain't it wondrous?
Hallelujah! Ain't it wondrous?
(TV audience clamoring)
I don't know how or why you two keep pretending.
You both know as well as I do
that Farley Bright was a hypocrite.
A hypocrite who got rich selling lies
to poor and desperate people.
Wrestle that demon, sister, bring the power of the faith
I've had enough of this.
Forgive this man!
Now your Uncle Farley has taken care of you
ever since you were a baby
and we did not have anything to call our own.
And don't you ever forget that!
Not exactly the attitude
you'd expect from...
what is it, the chairperson
of the Citizens for World Humanism.
Humanism is such a dirty word
for you two, isn't it?
Well, what about materialism?
Or opportunism?
Or barely disguised extortionism?
I knew it was a mistake to come here.
Come on, Jenny.
It was Farley's express wish
that we three view his will here
at Bright mansion with no other witnesses present.
Yes, now that's right. Come on, baby.
Come on. Sit down.
The estate is sizable, to say the least.
And the church is without a leader.
Surely, we can forget our differences...
at least until we've dealt with the business at hand.
Hi, there, folks. Sure does feel funny
sitting here and talking to you like this,
knowing I'll be dead when you see it.
Caroline, my beloved sister, you and me were always hassling
over the size of your take.
Five, and then ten and then 15%.
Nothing ever seemed to satisfy you.
And Jonathan, my old loyal assistant,
you were just a mite too eager to get by on that road
up that ladder of success, now, weren't you, boy?
And Jenny, oh, Jenny, my lovely niece.
You remember sitting on my knee and singing, "I'm a Sunbeam."
I'll tell you something, sweetheart,
that interview you gave on 60 Minutes, that hurt.
I never understood how you could be such a damn liberal.
Well, anyway, it don't seem right
to separate such a close-knit bunch.
Besides, we still have a few old scores to settle, don't we?
I just may communicate with you from the great beyond.
You think I can do it?
Well, I'll send you a sign if I'm coming.
(gasps)
You just do that, Uncle Farley.
(cuckoo clock cuckooing, electrical zapping)
What is that?
Well, Mother, maybe it's a sign.
This must be some kind of a joke.
My brother with no sense of humor.
Fooling around with a widow, of all things.
Actually, it would probably be
to your advantage if she finds a will.
You didn't always have
such a harsh opinion of me, Jenny.
That's a long time ago, Jonathan.
Oh, I know. But it's funny
because your Uncle Farley always thought
that you and I would be...
It's a safe.
He has a safe here.
Bet I know where it is.
Probably in those awful paintings.
Don't talk to me about what Uncle Farley wanted.
It's the last thing that I care about.
Oh, no, I don't think that's true, Jenny.
He always loved you.
Even with all your liberal causes.
And who knows, in his own way,
maybe he even helped some people.
There's a difference.
JENNY: I believe in what I'm doing!
The Citizens for World Humanism
provides food, clothes and shelter
for thousands of people who are too disadvantaged
to take care of themselves.
If we had one-tenth of the money
the Church of the Bright Tomorrow has...
Oh, now don't get self-righteous with me, Jenny.
JONATHAN: If you did have the money,
it would just end up in someone else's pocket.
JENNY: Not as long as I'm in power,
it wouldn't! And that someone would be just like Farley Bright!
(glass breaks)
(sighs)
I never liked these awful paintings.
We had something real once,
you know, Jen?
Maybe we did once.
But if you'd really loved me,
you would've left the church
when I asked you to.
And volunteer as a teacher somewhere.
Why not?
Because I never had the things that you had
when I was growing up.
I wanted them.
And I wanted to be able to give them to you.
The church was a way.
A way?
The only way I could see at the time.
I always knew you would never understand.
Why didn't you ever tell me any of this before?
Tell you?
Jenny, you were much too full of yourself
to ever think about what I wanted.
Anyway, that was once.
And this is now.
None of this is real.
What we had was real.
Yeah.
I never cared about money.
Money?
CAROLINE: What? What money?
What, what's going on there?
Why don't you go home?
Oh, you would like that, wouldn't you?
Well, I'll tell you something.
I'm not leaving this room till the will is found.
JONATHAN: Then wait.
Those were Farley's instructions, anyway.
For what, a carrier pigeon?
Maybe some express mail?
Now you're showing your true colors, Caroline.
You never did have any faith in the Bright Tomorrow.
And I suppose that you did?
You scene-stealing con man.
You're probably the reason
that my brother is in his grave today.
I've had enough of this!
Oh, and there goes the other half.
Between the two of you...
Us? What about you?
Every time you hit him up for money,
his blood pressure went up another 20 points!
(stuttering groan)
What's the matter? Jenny!
What is it?
(Farley laughing)
FARLEY'S VOICE: Ain't it wondrous? I'm back!
It can't be.
Farley, is that you?
FARLEY'S VOICE: It can't be, but it is.
Where are you?
Yes, where? What place?
Well, let's just say I'm drifting a little.
There's a debate raging;
heaven don't want me, and hell won't take me.
Farley, we haven't found the will.
We've got to find it.
We don't know how to divide the money
and we've got to find a new leader
for the church.
Woman, you worried me to death with your greed,
and you still want more.
No! Caroline didn't mean it that way, Farley.
We just want to fulfill our responsibilities
to the church and to you.
Cut the act, boy!
The cameras ain't rollin'!
We don't need a new leader for the church.
I'll just carry on my work through Jenny.
FARLEY'S VOICE: Jenny'll be my medium.
(laughs)
Ain't it wondrous?!
We'll all be together forever!
(electrical zapping)
CAROLINE: Jenny?
Honey?
Are you all right, Jen?
Farley was here.
I could feel him.
It was horrible.
I don't understand what's happening here.
There's nothing for you to understand.
It just means that Jenny and I are going to walk out of here
two incredibly wealthy women.
JENNY: What are you talking about?
There is no will, anyway.
And as Farley's only surviving family,
you and I will get the whole estate-- that's it.
It is all ours.
And I'm sure our attorneys
can work out all the little details.
(shrieking, screaming in distance)
I've got to get out of here.
(laughter, light jingling)
I've seen both places.
Farley said he was drifting...
between heaven and hell.
(clock cuckooing)
That's not all he said.
He said we'd all be here together.
Forever.
The street...
The whole world looks like it just suddenly vanished.
Shut it.
Please shut it.
I can't bear it.
The rest of the house couldn't just disappear.
This has got to be some kind of an illusion.
Yes. yes, that's what it is.
It's a trick, isn't it?
We just have to figure it out.
Let's try the other two doors again.
Wait, Mother. I'll try this time.
Yes. We have to open up the other doors
because we can't just stay here.
(coughing, moaning)
(jingling)
I gave him 20 of the best years of my life.
This isn't the way
I expected to be paid back.
This isn't the way I expected to live.
He's the one that's dead.
Not me!
I'm the one that's supposed to be rich.
I'm the one that was supposed to be the leader
of the Church of the Bright Tomorrow.
Not Farley!
Mom, you have to remain calm.
Why is he doing this to me? Somehow, we have to accept this.
Farley-- he can get us out of this. Shh. Be calm.
Be calm. You're the one.
You've got to come.
You get him back right now.
She's got to get him back
because he can get us out of here.
Do you understand? I would do it, but I can't.
You're the medium he wants-- get him back.
Jenny, do you realize what she's asking you to do?
Don't listen to him! He doesn't...
Don't trust him because he doesn't care about you.
He wants the money. Caroline.
JONATHAN: Behind those doors, eternity itself is bearing down on us.
Heaven and hell. Shut up.
Doesn't that mean anything to you?!
(laughing maniacally in Farley's voice)
FARLEY'S VOICE: Nothing changes Caroline, Jonathan.
Not even the power of heaven and hell.
Money is still the only love of her life.
No, Farley. I really loved you.
I was a good sister.
Wait-- Farley, what about Jenny?
Jenny?! I treated her like my daughter,
but she betrayed me and made a mockery of my church.
She was a viper in my bosom.
Now she'll be my mouthpiece for all eternity.
Though the devil himself is after me,
I won't be caught.
But what about the will?
The will?!
Read the Bible!
(maniacal laughter, electrical crackling)
Jenny...
CAROLINE: I don't believe it!
What is it, Mother?
"To my sister Caroline, the sum of $15,000
"and her continued 15% in my ministry.
"And it is my wish that Jonathan Reed carry on my ministry
"as the host of the Bright Tomorrow Broadcast.
"And finally, that the remainder of my assets and property
I bequeath to my niece Jenny, in hopes of reconciliation."
He left it all to you two.
You'll never believe this, Caroline.
I hardly believe it myself, but...
If we ever do get out of here,
I don't think I could do that anymore.
(chuckling)
He gave you what you most wanted,
and suddenly you don't want it anymore.
He made me a very rich woman
and I'm not going to live to enjoy it.
What are you talking about?
Farley said the devil is chasing him.
The judgment is made.
The next time Farley possesses me, I'm going to deliver him.
You can't do that.
God knows what will happen to you in there.
But whatever it is can't be as bad
as spending the rest of my life as a medium for Farley's ghost.
If Farley's spirit knows where he belongs,
we can get out of here. She's got to do it.
Or else we'll be stuck here forever.
No, damn it. This is Jenny's life we're talking about here!
No! Now, look.
There's got to be another way.
(electrical zapping) How?
(Farley laughing maniacally)
FARLEY'S VOICE: Ain't it wondrous?
Farley Bright has a message for the world,
and not even death is going to stop me.
The devil is hot on my tail and...
Hey!
What?
Jenny!
You can't do this!
(in normal voice): No, Uncle Farley!
I won't allow you to possess me!
No! Jenny, you...
Stay out of this. This is a family matter.
FARLEY'S VOICE: He can't get me! Jenny!
You won't do it!
No!
(normal voice): Yes!
Jenny!
It's too late. It's finished. JONATHAN: No!
I'm not going to lose her again!
JENNY: No! Jenny!
(shrieking in distance)
FARLEY (screaming): No!
Now I have it all.
After years of playing second fiddle in your stupid sideshow,
I have it all.
And now I am where I should be.
In control!
And you-- you got what you deserve.
(giggling)
So did I.
I never needed you.
Or that yes-man Jonathan.
I never did, really.
And now, Sister Faith
is going to have to take over this ministry...
...and the Church of the Bright Tomorrow.
Maybe I'll even read this thing.
(laughs)
I wouldn't want to disappoint the faithful.
If I don't miss my guests now...
I could get out of here in a few minutes.
(birds chirping outside)
(intermittent pops)
(glissando)
(Jonathan coughing)
(choppy glissandos playing, reverberating)
Look at this.
CAROLINE: Hold it, you two.
So, I suppose you two just think you can
walk on out of here with Uncle Farley's hard-earned money.
And then just give it to that do-good organization of yours.
And stick me with $15,000 and 15% of nothing?!
That's right, Mother.
JONATHAN: Come on.
Ain't it wondrous?
You ungrateful little snip!
(chorus sings heavenly melody)
(door closes, then knocking at door, wind howling)
FARLEY'S VOICE: Caroline!
Ain't it wondrous?
(Farley laughing maniacally)
NARRATOR: The dark side is always there.
Waiting for us to enter.
Waiting to enter us.
Until next time, try to enjoy the daylight.