[ominous orchestra music]
[screams]
[ominous choir music]
[gasps]
[screams]
[suspenseful orchestra music]
[screams]
- [Richard] Ghosts are a state of mind,
an hallucination,
a trick of the light.
All the fear of what makes them real,
comes from the imagination.
- So I think we can safely assume, Richard,
that you don't believe in ghosts.
- You could say that, yes.
- So, what would you say to someone
who genuinely believed,
who swore that they had seen a ghost?
- Well, I would say
that you can't always trust your eyes.
Would you mind if I demonstrated?
- Yes, please do.
- This is an illusion from the Victorian period.
It's know an a spirit box.
- [Angela] It's empty?
- Yes, so it would appear.
But, if we could just take down the studio lights.
- [Angela] Sure.
- Now,
your eyes are telling you
that the box is empty.
But if we raise the lights,
slowly,
something begins to take shape.
- [Angela] So, is it human,
or is it a ghost?
- [Richard] It's not a ghost.
It's your last guest who's very kindly agreed
to help me with this demonstration.
[applause]
- Jane, thanks very much for staying on,
and being such a great sport, thanks a lot.
- Thanks.
- Well, are you gonna tell us how you did it?
- Yes, if I could just have the help
of Stacy and Susanna for a moment.
Ah good.
You remembered the spray.
If I could just ask you Angela,
to spray the spirit box.
- [Angela] Ah, glass.
- There you are, you see like many magic tricks,
it's done with some glass, and some light.
You use the light to create the image
inside the box,
when all the time,
Jane was, in fact, standing over there.
So, ladies and gentlemen, everyone here tonight
can truly say,
that they have seen a ghost.
Thank you. [applause]
- Dr. Richard Cramer, thank you very much indeed.
But don't you go away, because we're gonna be back,
right after the break.
- I can smell burning. - Burning?
I have to get this damn thing off.
- Here, let me.
Richard, are you?
Richard.
Somebody get a doctor, quick!
- I'm Mrs. Cramer.
- Well, your husband's just over there.
- Is he going to be all right?
- [Nurse] Well know for sure
when we get the results of the CT Scan.
But, he's comfortable now.
- Richard?
- Burn.
- What?
- Burning.
- He thinks he can smell burning.
It's quite common after a stroke.
It's just an illusion.
[light ominous piano music]
- [Matt] How much further?
- [Richard] Not far.
We're nearly there.
- We've missed the turning.
- No, we haven't.
- Maybe I should, I should stop and ask someone.
- No keep going, it's on the left.
There's a broken wall.
- How do you know?
- Well, the estate agent said so.
[scoffs]
- Honey, the estate agent never said anything
about a broken wall?
- Yes, she did.
She must have.
There you are.
- Mr. and Mrs. Cramer?
Here we are.
Now then, if you'd just like to come through the arches.
This, you see,
is the entrance hall. - Spike?
What's really lovely, now rather faded,
glory I'm afraid because, I think as I told you,
the present owner has gone bankrupt,
and did rather let things slide, most unfortunate.
Now, where shall we start?
The kitchen, I know that's going to be
of a special interest to you, Mrs. Cramer.
It is you who writes the column in the newspaper, isn't it?
- Not anymore.
- Oh, I gave it up, - No?
after my husband was ill.
- Oh right, quite through here,
and down this way,
here we are.
Now, what about this fridge Mrs. Cramer?
I've never been much of a cook myself,
but you could keep all sorts in here.
- My goodness me.
[chuckles]
- There's no handle on the inside,
isn't that rather dangerous?
- Oh, you mean for your little boy?
Oh, I'm sure he's very sensible.
- Have you seen Matt?
- He's probably wandered off somewhere.
- Don't worry about him, he won't come to any harm.
He's probably hunting ghosts.
- Ghosts?
- Oh, there's always been a ghost at Wind Whistle Hall.
A friendly one, I'm sure.
- I'd better go and find him.
- Well, it's a very interesting property.
- I'm glad you're interested.
- Oh.
- Sorry I startled you.
Found him wandering around, is he yours?
- Thanks.
Where did you get to?
- I was exploring.
- This is Mr. Walker,
he's the previous owner.
- The building designer owned it.
I used to live here.
- It's a lovely house.
You must be sorry to lose it.
- I am.
- I'm just showing Mr. and Mrs. Cramer around.
- Are you up from London?
- Yes, yes my husband was ill recently.
- There's nothing like the country air.
- So, do you like my house?
- Yes.
- You gonna buy it?
- We might.
[peaceful piano music]
- Night night, sleep tight.
- Don't let the bed bugs bite.
[ominous bass music]
- Brought your pills.
- Ah, thanks.
Matthew in bed already? - Yep.
- How's the book?
- Oh, it's coming along I think.
- Borley Rectory, the Most Haunted House in England.
You should write about us,
Mrs. Cross said there was a ghost here.
- How do we think that Mrs. Cross is an expert
on the paranormal, do you?
- It would be funny though, wouldn't it?
If this house turned out to be haunted.
- It wouldn't be funny,
it would be extremely embarrassing.
[bell rings]
- I'll get it. - No it's all right, I'll go.
- No, I'll go.
I need the exercise.
- Evening. - Evening.
- I hear your having trouble with the pipes.
- Yes, that's right, it's Peter, isn't it?
I rang Williams in the village.
- I sometimes do the odd job for him.
- Oh, I see.
Well, you'd better come through.
You probably know these pipes better than anyone.
- [Peter] That's right.
Gosh, got art too.
- Yes, thank you.
[dog growling] Snowy.
Well, definitely Charles said he might be here.
- [Sophie] Yes, yeah, absolutely.
- Ah.
There's the culprit.
- It's Matthew's.
- Thank you.
How much do we owe you?
- No, that's okay.
Williams will send in the bill.
- Can we offer you a drink?
- No thanks, it's okay, it's late.
Yes.
Well.
You certainly have made a lot of changes.
- Well, we've tried to make it our own.
- Well, I'll leave you to it then.
- I'll see you out.
How long did you live here, Peter?
- Seven years.
Rosemary, my wife, and I bought it.
Then, she died.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
She loved this place as much as I did.
Sometimes I think,
maybe she's still here.
In spirit, anyway.
- We're having a dinner in a couple of weeks,
I hope you can come.
- Thanks, that'd be nice.
Well.
Goodnight, Mrs. Cramer.
- Goodnight, Peter.
I'm off up darling, all right?
- Do you know,
sometimes I just don't understand you.
Who else are you going to invite to dinner?
The postman?
The dustman?
- I just thought it was the right thing to do.
You could've been a bit more considerate.
- Oh fine.
I'll pop round to his house tomorrow, and mend his taps.
- He's not just the plumber, this used to be his house.
- Exactly.
Now, it's my house.
- It's my house too,
and I'll invite who I like.
[suspenseful orchestra music]
[growling]
[creaking]
[suspenseful bass tone]
[suspenseful violin music]
[cawing]
- [Richard] Sophie!
Sophie, there's a crow in the room.
- A what? - A crow.
I'm going to shut these doors.
- [Richard] Try and get hold of it.
[suspenseful bass tone]
- Gently Richard, gently. - There we are.
- There, there we go,
That's it, okay. - I'll get the door.
- There we are.
Oh, here.
- [Sophie] Cup of tea?
- No, thanks.
Sophie?
Sophie! - Yes?
Have you touched this?
- [Sophie] Have I touched what?
- This, this, my computer.
- No, of course I haven't.
- The bloody thing.
Where's Matthew?
- Matthew wouldn't play with your computer.
- I can't believe this.
- What have you lost?
- The whole thing, it's wiped!
The whole file.
This is ridiculous, someone must have touched it!
- Do you think you could have a word with Matthew, darling?
- What about?
- He can't sleep.
He says he had a nightmare last night.
- Nightmare?
- Yes, something about a lady.
- Oh, a lady.
This is the story
of Borley Rectory.
It was supposed to have been
the most haunted house in England.
Whoever slept there,
would wake up screaming.
[screams]
Because they would see this terrible,
disembodied, floating hand
at the end of their bed.
But Winfrey wasn't frightened.
He had a good dinner,
a few glasses of wine,
and fell asleep.
A little later,
as the clock stuck 12,
he woke up,
and screamed, [screams]
because there,
at the end of the bed,
he saw the terrible,
hand floating towards him.
But, Winfrey had a gun.
He reached out for it,
and took aim at the floating hand,
he could just make it out in the darkness,
and he fired.
[screams]
He screamed again.
That's how Winfrey shot off his big toe. [chuckles]
You see, there was no floating hand at all,
it was his foot all the time.
[chuckles]
[suspenseful bass tone]
[tinkling]
[gasps]
[light somber orchestra music]
- I don't believe this.
There was no evidence of wordworm on the surveyor's report.
- Well,
looks like you get 'em now, old man.
You better call someone in.
- Your friend Peter says we've got woodworm.
- Oh, no.
- I mean, look at that.
That's rotten right the way through.
- I thought we had the house all checked out.
- I'm gonna write to those surveyors.
- Yeah, I'm sure you will.
- You alright?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- It's not too late to cancel, you know,
if you don't feel up to it.
- Oh, I'm okay, really darling.
- Smells nice.
- Turkey a la Wind Whistle.
[chuckles]
[light romantic guitar music]
Richard, I'm busy.
- So am I.
- Yeah, well get out of the kitchen, give me some room.
[laughs]
Revolting.
[suspenseful orchestra music]
- Matthew!
- Yes, Dad?
- Not to near the pond.
- Okay.
- Come here, I want a word with you.
- Alright.
Come on.
Come on,
Snowy.
[suspenseful bass music]
Good boy!
- Did you get lost?
- I can't get over this, Richard, it was mave.
- Well thanks, it was a lot and long to do today.
- I built a sun lounge off the living room,
but that view of yours. - Yes.
- A conservatory of, Peter!
Isn't that what you used to do, Peter?
Build conservatories?
- I had a business, yes.
But, it went under.
- Do you live in the village?
- This used to be Peter's house
before we moved in.
- Oh.
- I'm glad it found people whom look after it.
[chuckles]
- Well, ladies and gentlemen.
I would just like to thank you for coming to this,
our inaugural dinner.
There is
one special guest I'd like to welcome, too.
When we first moved into Wind Whistle Hall,
the estate agent told us that the place was haunted.
[chuckles]
Who can imagine what effect that had on me?
- A ghost wouldn't dare haunt you, Richard.
- Absolutely.
As this is a house warming dinner,
and also in light of
certain events that have taken place here, recently,
I think it's only fair that we should
welcome the ghost, as well.
- Richard.
- Are you sure?
- Why not, since we're forced to share accommodations
with some departed spirit,
probably ought to make friends.
So, will you please raise your glasses,
to the ghost,
whoever and wherever you are.
Will you please
show yourself?
- I don't think is funny, Richard.
[gasps] - Oh, Lord!
- You're doing it, you must be.
- Richard.
[shouts]
- Matthew.
- Sorry Dad, it fell.
- Goodness. - My partner in magic.
[applause] - Bravo.
- Don't worry about the glass,
go and sit down.
- It was on a thread, wasn't it Matthew?
- Yep.
- That's right, Matthew and me.
You see Matthew, that's the way to make a ghost.
[ominous bass music]
- Oh, god!
Look! [gasps]
Most disgusting!
- Oh, Jesus.
[suspenseful orchestra music]
- Richard.
- No.
A bloody fiasco.
I'll kill that butcher.
So, what do you think happened?
Sophie?
Sophie!
Well, goodnight darling.
[light somber guitar music]
- How long did that mask take?
- Well, it was really short, we only had half the class.
- Oh, that's alright.
Richard.
Richard, we have to talk.
- Not now, Sophie. - Yes, now.
I think this house was a mistake.
- What?
- It's doing things to you, Richard.
Why are you drinking so much?
- Oh come on, don't start that again.
- It's one of the reasons you were ill.
- Unlikely.
- Well,
I don't like it.
- Well, I do.
- There's something in the house.
- Like what?
- Richard, I was nearly killed when that light fell.
Matthew's having nightmares.
You lose work off your computer,
we find woodworm where there is no woodworm,
and then there was that dinner.
- So, what are you saying Sophie?
That we've got a ghost?
Are we living in a haunted house?
- Yes.
- A haunted house? - Yes.
- [Richard] We've got a ghost,
and you think we should leave? - Yes, yes, yes!
- But, I don't believe in ghosts.
- Oh, don't tell me.
- Yes, but I don't believe in ghosts professionally.
What do you think would happen
if the press heard that I left this house
because it was haunted?
What do you think that would do
to my credibility as a writer?
It's out of the question.
There are no ghosts.
- What else has to happen here before you change your mind?
[ominous bass music]
[ominous orchestra music]
[somber piano music]
- Snowy!
Snowy!
- Right, that's it young man.
Come on, lights out.
Night night.
- He's never run away before.
- Snowy's very clever,
like in Tin-Tin.
He's probably having a nice adventure somewhere.
- No, he isn't.
The lady's taken him.
- What lady?
- You know. - I do not know.
The one in my dream,
she's taken him, and he'll never come back.
- Oh come on, Matthew.
Stop being silly.
Go to sleep, there is no lady.
Night night.
[suspenseful orchestra music]
[ominous bass music]
[door slams]
- Richard?
[suspenseful orchestra music]
- Snowy!
- Richard!
- Snowy!
- Richard!
- [Richard] Snowy?
- Richard!
- Then give me your address, sir.
- [Richard] He went missing 24 hours ago.
His name's Snowy.
We got him from Babsy Dogs Homes six years ago,
for our son.
It's very unlike him to go missing.
- Well,
I'm sure he'll turn up, sir.
Just leave us your address.
- I put that on the back of the photo.
- Oh.
Wind Whistle Hall.
I was there, you know.
I was the one who found her.
- Who?
- Rosemary Walker.
- Peter Walker's wife?
You mean,
she died at the hall? - That's right, sir.
- Fell off the roof in a thunderstorm.
Went straight through into the conservatory.
That's where I found her,
hanging there.
[suspenseful orchestra music]
- My god.
- I'll never forget it.
Her face.
Wouldn't like a face, at all.
More like a,
a mask.
Cold,
white.
[shivering]
- What was she doing on the roof?
In a storm?
- [Sergeant] Sleep walking.
That was what it said in report.
But, I don't know.
I've never seen anyone look so frightened.
[ominous bass music]
- Where was Peter Walker at the time?
- Oh, he was away on business.
I had to break news to him when he got home.
It broke the man,
that's what it did.
He was never the same after that.
Well then,
I don't suppose I would've been either.
[suspenseful orchestra music]
- Sophie.
It's okay, you're gonna be okay.
[somber piano music]
- Sophie.
- Oh, Peter.
The door.
The door closed.
- You're now free.
- Where was Richard?
- It's okay.
It's okay.
[suspenseful piano music]
- Peter.
- [Peter] Sophie.
- Peter, please.
- [Peter] It's okay.
- No, no.
Peter, please.
No.
No, please.
[ominous orchestra music]
[cawing]
- Go away, go away.
Oh, no.
[light ominous orchestra music]
- Peter?
Can I have a word?
- I have to finish this.
150 quid for five day's work,
and they want it by the weekend.
- Well, it won't take a moment.
I wanted to ask you about your wife.
- She's still there, isn't she?
- What do you mean?
- My wife, Rosemary,
she's still there.
- I don't believe that.
- I felt her there.
At that dinner.
I lived in that house after she died,
and she haunted it.
I should know.
- Oh yes, the House of Horror.
I've heard.
- Oh, you don't have to believe in ghosts,
but then,
you've never really been touched by one, have you?
- Were there many accidents?
- Too bloody many.
[light ominous orchestra music]
[light guitar music]
- Sophie, you made me jump.
[scoffs]
- This house is getting to you, isn't it?
Oh come, admit it Richard, you're as scared as I am.
- It's got nothing to do with the house.
- Oh, maybe you're right.
Maybe it's just us.
- Sophie, don't be ridiculous.
[ominous bass music]
- We never really talked about it, have we Richard?
When things weren't right between us,
long before you fell ill.
They haven't been right for a long, long time.
- Look, it's been a difficult year for both of us.
You're upset about Snowy.
- Yes.
Yes, I'm upset about Snowy,
and I'm upset about nearly being killed, twice.
But most of all, I'm upset about us.
- Look Sophie, will you calm down?
- Snowy was Matthew's pet,
and now he's dead because you wouldn't listen.
Well how am I gonna tell him, eh?
You've always got all the answers, will you tell me that?
- Where are you going? - I'm going upstairs.
Look, I want to talk to you.
- No you don't, you want to lecture me,
just like you always do.
Well, I've had enough.
Matthew?
[screams]
- Don't move him.
- [Sophie] I'll see you tomorrow, nurse.
- [Nurse] Goodnight, Mrs. Cramer.
- He's got a fractured skull,
and he's broken his arm.
- Jesus.
- But, he's going to be all right.
[sighs]
As soon as he's well enough,
I'm taking him back to London.
- That's not the answer.
- Oh, yes it is.
I'm going, I've made up my mind.
- Oh well, if you've made up your mind.
Just what exactly are you leaving, Sophie?
The house or me?
- You can come if you want to.
- No, I do not want to.
You think I can run away from my house?
[sighs]
There are no ghosts.
I couldn't live with myself if I left.
- Why is it so important to you, Richard?
What are you afraid of?
- Put your seatbelt on Matt,
and manage.
- Bye, Dad.
[light ominous orchestra music]
- [Sergeant] Fell off the roof in a thunderstorm.
Went straight through into the conservatory.
That's where I found her,
hanging there.
[woman screaming]
[crying]
[ominous bass music]
[suspenseful piano music]
I've never seen anyone look so frightened.
- What was she doing on the roof in a storm?
- [Sergeant] Sleep walking,
that was what it said in report,
but I don't know.
[screams]
[ominous bass music]
[suspenseful orchestra music]
- Like many magic tricks,
it's done with some glass and some light.
- [Peter] Rosemary, my wife.
She's still there, isn't she?
- I don't believe that.
- [Peter] I felt her there.
At that dinner.
She loved that house.
I lived in it after she died,
but she haunted it, I should know.
- Oh yes, the House of Horror, I've heard.
- [Peter] Well, you don't have to believe in ghosts,
if you don't want to.
Then, you've never been touched by one, have you?
[gasps]
[suspenseful piano music]
- Who are you?
Who are you!
You're a ghost, aren't you?
Walk through it!
[screams]
- He didn't believe in ghosts.
In the end, he was right wasn't he?
There are no ghosts.
[ominous bass music]
[somber orchestra music]
- We have entrusted our brother to God's merciful keeping,
and we now commit his ashes to the ground.
Earth to Earth.
Ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust.
Ensure and certain hope
of the resurrection to eternal life,
through our Lord, Jesus Christ,
who died, was buried, and rose again for us.
To him, be glory forever and ever.
[ominous bass music]
- In we go.
Oh, these doors are waste. [chuckles]
Now then, here we are.
This is the entrance hall.
- Oh yes, beautiful. - Magnificent.
- Glorious, isn't it? - Really.
[chuckles]
The building's quite old,
it was finished in about 1837.
Took about five years to build.
The architect was a man called Joseph Ackroid,
I believe he was quite an eminent architect,
in his time, yes. - Really?
Come on, let's go up the stairs.
You'll find that there's a lot
of lovely detailing in the house.
I believe you'll moving here up from London, aren't you?
- From the South.
- Oh, great.
Then there's very truly paintings, too.
Well now,
this is the master bedroom.
Lovely views.
I've always thought that
this would make a beautiful family home,
provided you're not afraid of ghosts.
- [Young Man] Ghosts?
- [Estate Agent] Oh, Wind Whistle Hall
has always had its ghost.
[chuckles]
A friendly one, I'm sure.
Wouldn't you say?
[ominous bass music]
[light suspenseful orchestra music]