[RUMBLING]
[LIGHTNING CRASHING]
[GASPS SOFTLY]
[PANTING, GULPS]
[PANTING]
OKAY.
OH, GOOD, GOOD, GOOD.
COME. COME, COME, COME.
GET UP, GET UP. UP, UP, UP, UP, UP.
COME DOWN THIS WAY.
NOW SHUSH, SHUSH, SHUSH.
OH.
[PANTING]
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYS]
N'
HEY THERE.
HEY, GUYS.
HEY.
THAT'S RIGHT. THAT'S RIGHT.
GOOD GIRL.
GOOD GIRL, GURNSEY.
HMM?
MM-HMM.
THAT'S RIGHT. THAT'S RIGHT.
GURNSEY LAID TWO LAST NIGHT.
HUNGRY?
THOMAS?
HMM?
TWO IT IS, THEN.
[SIZZLING]
ROUGH ONE.
EGG?
I MADE YOU TWO EGGS.
IF YOU'RE UP TODAY,
I COULD USE SOME HELP WITH THE PAINTING.
HMM?
SHALL I STAY AND EAT WITH YOU?
HMM.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
THE SEA DID CHEW UP THE BOATS.
TRY AND EAT SOME TODAY.
IT'LL DO YOU GOOD.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
N'
[MAN COUGHING]
[ABBIE GASPS]
OH. OKAY. COME, COME, COME.
I'M-I'M SORRY. ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
(GASPS)
YES.
OF COURSE, OF COURSE.
I'M SO SORRY.
WE HAVE TO GET YOU INTO SOME WARM CLOTHES.
YEAH.
AND I'LL JUST DO YOUR SHIRT.
YES. EXCUSE ME.
AND, UM...
YES, YOU CAN MANAGE...
UH, THAT.
YOU TAKE.
THAT'S GOOD.
YOU...
YOU THOUGHT I WAS, UH... DEAD?
YES.
I'M SORRY.
YOU WERE IN THE STORM?
THE STORM?
[ABBIE] YES.
YOU WERE ON A SHIP?
SHIP?
- YES. - YES.
A SHIP, A BOAT.
WHICH ONE?
DRINK THIS.
DRINK.
DID THE SHIP GO DOWN?
NO.
YES.
SHIP GO DOWN.
I'M SO SORRY.
ARE THERE OTHERS?
[COUGHING]
DRINK. DRINK.
BRACKET“ THOMAS'?
THOMAS?
GOOD MORNING, MRS. MOORE.
QUITE A NIGHT, AYE?
[ABBIE] INDEED.
[BRACKETT] YOU TWO MAKE OUT ALL RIGHT?
[ABBIE] YES, JUST FINE.
[BRACKETT] SEE THE WATER GOT TO YOUR BIRDS.
[ABBIE] WELL, YES, I ,UH, THOMAS GOT TO THEM IN TIME.
SEEMS THEY MADE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT.
[BRACKETT] LOTS FOR ONE PERSON TO MANAGE.
[ABBIE] WELL, LUCKY WE'VE GOT EACH OTHER.
COULDN'T HELP SEEING THE LIGHT DIDN'T GO ON
TILL HALF SEVEN OR SO.
[ABBIE] YES, I...
WELL, FOLKS IN TOWN,
WE WERE JUST HOPING EVERYTHING WAS ALL RIGHT,
WHAT WITH THOMAS.
I SEE. I SEE.
YOU TEND THE LIGHT LAST NIGHT?
[ABBIE] I DID.
SURE YOU COULDN'T USE SOME HELP?
[ABBIE] NO. THANK YOU.
I KNOW EATON'S BEEN TALKING ABOUT COMING OUT TO HELP.
- JUST... - NO.
WE'RE FINE.
WELL, THEN...
HE AROUND?
[ABBIE] SLEEPING.
WHAT WITH THE ROUGH NIGHT AND ALL.
WELL, GLAD TO KNOW YOU'RE ALL RIGHT.
YES.
WELL...
THANK YOU FOR MAKING THE TRIP.
IT WAS KIND OF YOU.
JUST HAD TO BE SURE THAT...
THOSE INSPECTORS ARRIVE IN A FEW DAYS, AYE?
[ABBIE] ANY DAY NOW.
HOPE THOMAS GETS BETTER BY THEN, AYE?
HE WILL BE.
THERE ARE FOLKS WHO'D LIKE TO HAVE THIS POST.
[CHUCKLES]
I'LL BE IN TOMORROW.
[BRACKETT] WILL YOU?
SHALL I HOLD MILK FOR YOU?
SAME AS NORMAL.
JUST BEEN SOME TIMES THAT YOU--
SAME AS NORMAL.
WELL...
GOODBYE, THEN.
EXCUSE ME.
ARE THERE OTHERS?
SHOULD I TAKE A BOAT OUT AND LOOK?
NO, NO.
I'M SORRY.
DO YOU KNOW WHERE IT WENT DOWN?
NEAR HERE?
LONDON BOATS, UH...
HMM.
27 MEN.
A WORKING BOAT.
YES, WORKING.
WORK, WORK, WORK.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYS]
N'
[ABBIE] I SAVED A MAN THIS MORNING.
I FOUND HIM LEFT FOR DEAD.
BUT HE'S HERE.
DOWNSTAIRS.
[LIQUID POURING]
I HOPE HIS SHIP WENT DOWN OUTSIDE OUR WATERS.
BRACKETT CAME,
ASKING ABOUT THE LIGHT BEING LATE.
SAYS HIS NEPHEW WANTS TO COME AND HELP, BUT...
CAN'T IMAGINE THAT FAMILY HELPING ANYBODY BUT THEMSELVES.
[GASPS] comma.
NO.
ABBIE.
FEELING BETTER?
UH-HUH, BETTER.
GOOD.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
N'
OH.
BETTER STILL.
BETTER.
CAN'T SLEEP?
FINISHED SLEEP.
OH.
WHERE AM I?
WHAT?
[JOHAN] WHERE AM I?
JONES PORT.
MAINE.
THE NORTH COAST.
HOW LONG?
[ABBIE] WHAT WAS THAT?
ME HERE FOR HOW LONG?
JUST TODAY.
THE STORM WAS LAST NIGHT.
YOU SHOULD EAT.
EAT.
THANK YOU.
I HAVEN'T SAT AT A TABLE IN WEEKS.
JOHAN.
I'M ABBIE.
THANK YOU, ABBIE.
YES.
I HAVE TO...
GO AND TEND THE LIGHT.
BUT DON'T-DON'T GO UPSTAIRS, ALL RIGHT?
MY HUSBAND IS RESTING.
YOU HEAR?
YES, HEAR.
[THUD]
[SCRAPING IN DISTANCE]
YOU FOUND THE TOOLS.
[JOHAN] WHAT?
THE TOOLS.
YES.
ARE YOU HUNGRY?
YES.
PLEASE.
[PANTING SOFTLY]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
YOU MADE THE TEA.
AND... YOU-YOU MADE THE EGGS,
AND...
YOU FOUND THE TOOLS AND YOU-- HOW...?
YOUR HUSBAND'S CLOTHES.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[PLATES RATTLE]
I'M GOING UPSTAIRS.
[SIGHS]
I:I
I HAVE TO GO TO MAINLAND.
OH.
OF COURSE.
I'M GOING TO TOWN TODAY FOR MILK AND MAIL.
ARE YOU WELL ENOUGH?
YES.
WELL,
ALL RIGHT, THEN.
I'LL MAKE THE BOAT READY.
I... I HAVE SOME WORK IN THE TOWER.
PLEASE... DON'T GO UPSTAIRS.
YES, I KNOW.
MM.
YES.
THANK YOU.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
MY HUSBAND NORMALLY FIXES THEM AFTER THE STORM,
BUT HE'S...
HE'S WHAT?
SICK.
I SEE.
[SAD MUSIC PLAYING]
LET ME ROW.
NO.
THANK YOU.
GOOD DAY.
ENERGY'S SAD, AYE?
INDEED.
THIS IS JOHAN.
UM... JOHAN...
GUN ARSON
[BECKETT] GUNARSON?
HE CAME IN WITH THE STORM.
- DID HE? -[ABBIE] YES.
WHAT BRINGS YOU TO JONES PORT, HMM?
I WAS ON A SHIP.
- A SHIP? - YES.
A LONDON BOAT.
A LONDON BOAT?
YES, IT'S, UM...
YOU A RINGER?
- YES. - AH.
HARD WORK, AYE?
[JOHAN] UH-HUH.
THINK A FISHERMAN'S LIFE IN AMERICA MIGHT BE BETTER?
THE SHIP WENT DOWN, BRACKETT.
OH, DID IT NOW?
(BOTH SPEAKING SWEDISH)
I MET ENOUGH SWEDES AT SEA TO KNOW ONE WHEN I SEE ONE.
I'LL HAVE THAT MILK NOW
TWO.
WELL, I TOLD EATON YOU MIGHT NEED SOME HELP.
THANK YOU, MR. BRACKETT,
FOR YOUR CONCERN
FOR ME AND MY HUSBAND.
THOUGH, I ASSURE YOU, WE'RE JUST FINE
AND I AM IN NO NEED OF YOUR NEPHEW'S ASSISTANCE,
AS I TOLD YOU YESTERDAY.
I JUST THOUGHT, WITH THOSE INSPECTORS...
I UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU THOUGHT.
BUT I ASSURE YOU WE'RE FINE.
[JOHAN] AND I'LL STAY
UNTIL THOMAS GETS BETTER.
I SEE.
DO YOU HAVE ANY CORNMEAL?
- CORNMEAL? - YES.
NO.
JUST BUCKWHEAT.
AH.
THAT WILL BE FINE.
AND SOME CHEESE, IF YOU'VE GOT IT.
AND, UH... POTATOES.
TEN POUNDS.
I'LL BE COOKING FOR THREE.
[EATON] WELL, WELL, MRS. MOORE.
MR. EATON.
NOT AT THE BOATS TODAY?
I HAD SOME BUSINESS TO ATTEND TO.
I SEE.
YOU'RE LOOKING FINE TODAY.
HOW'S MR. MOORE?
OH, FINE.
FINE.
HEARD YOU HAD A LITTLE BIT OF TROUBLE OUT AT THE LIGHT.
[ABBIE] NO.
NO TROUBLE AT ALL.
YOU REALLY SHOULDN'T BE TRYING
TO MANAGE THAT ALL BY YOURSELF, MRS. MOORE.
I'M NOT.
'CAUSE YOU KNOW,
I'D BE GLAD TO COME OUT THERE AND GIVE YOU A HAND.
MR. BRACKETT TOLD ME OF YOUR GENEROSITY.
DID HE NOW?
[MRS. WILLIAMS] THAT'LL BE ALL NOW, MR. EATON.
YOUR POST IS ON ITS WAY.
GIVE MY BEST TO YOUR WIFE, WILL YOU?
I MOST CERTAINLY WILL, THANK YOU.
AND GOOD DAY, MRS. MOORE.
GOOD DAY.
[MRS. WILLIAMS] GOOD DAY, MRS. MOORE.
I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN QUITE A WEEKS, NO?
WELL,
WELL, I'VE BEEN TENDING TO THOMAS AND ALL.
SO I HEARD.
AND HOW IS HE?
OH, FINE.
FINE.
WELL, COME IN.
LET'S SEE WHAT WE HAVE FOR YOU.
WHERE'S MR. WILLIAMS?
OH, OUT WITH THE ROUNDS.
PICKING UP IN BANGOR.
HOW ARE THINGS AT THE LIGHT?
FINE, REALLY.
HE CAME IN WITH THE STORM.
HE WASHED UP ON THE ROCKS.
IS THAT SO?
MM.
WELL, HE MUST BE SHAKEN UP.
YES, HE, HE SAID HE WAS ON A BOAT
OUT OF LONDON.
DO YOU KNOW WHERE IT WENT DOWN?
NOTHING OF A LONDON BOAT.
OH.
PEOPLE ALWAYS GOT TRAPPED IN THE STORM UP AT ROCK BLUFFS,
BUT-- WELL, THEY GOT BANGED UP, BUT CAME IN ALL RIGHT.
OH.
LUCKY HE MADE IT TO YOU AND THOMAS.
WELL, I SHOULD REALLY BE GETTING BACK TO THOMAS, IF...
- YEAH. - OF COURSE.
YEAH.
OF COURSE.
SEE, THE STORM'S JUST GOT EVERYTHING BACKED UP.
I SEE, I SEE.
ANYTHING TO POST?
OH.
NO.
NOTHING TO POST.
THOMAS HASN'T WRITTEN
FOR SOME TIME NOW.
OH, WELL, UH...
LOTS TO PREPARE WITH THE YEARLY INSPECTION COMING.
OH, I SEE, I SEE.
MM-HMM.
MUST BE SO MUCH WORK.
IT IS.
BEEN THERE ALMOST FIVE YEARS NOW.
SOME MAYOR IN THE WOODS COULDN'T GET ANYONE TO MOVE THERE,
FILL THE TREES FOR FARMING.
SO HE WENT TO SWEDEN.
IMPORTED 51 SWEDES
TO WORK THE LAND.
MEN.
BUT ALSO WOMEN AND CHILDREN.
SMALL COMMUNITY.
THREE DAYS RIDE OR SO.
STRAIGHT NORTH THROUGH THE FOREST.
MORE OF THEM COME EVERY YEAR.
THEY WORK HARD.
BUT THEY CAN'T SPEAK PROPER ENGLISH.
AND, WELL...
THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT FROM US.
OH. MM.
HERE IT IS.
THIS CAME THREE WEEKS AGO.
MM.
YOU SHOULD KNOW,
FOLKS HAVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT THE LIGHT
GOING ON LATE.
A STORM NIGHT, NO LESS.
I KNOW.
AND MR. EATON WAS JUST IN TO WIRE A COMPLAINT
TO THE OFFICIALS.
OH, HE'S NEVER
GOTTEN OVER THE FACT THAT HE DIDN'T GET THAT JOB WHEN...
WHEN THOMAS WAS POSTED HERE.
YES, WE... WE KNOW.
JUST SO YOU KNOW.
IT'S FOR YOUR HUSBAND.
WISH HIM WELL FOR ME.
I WILL.
GOOD DAY, MRS. MOORE.
GOOD DAY.
AND GOOD DAY, SIR.
THANK YOU.
GOODBYE.
TAKE CARE.
I, UM...
I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'LL GO.
WE AREN'T FROM HERE, EITHER.
SIT WITH THE OARS.
[ABBIE] WELL...
I SUPPOSE YOU COULD RUN THINGS AROUND THE HOUSE.
NO.
I'M NOT STAYING.
DON'T HIRE ME.
NO.
NO... I WON'T HIRE YOU.
THIS CAME FOR YOU TODAY.
"MY DEAR BROTHER,
"I DO HOPE THIS REACHES YOU BEFORE WINTER.
"THE THOUGHT OF ONE MORE WINTER WOULD DO YOU IN,
"WHAT WITH ALL THOSE STAIRS AND...
"ABBIE KEEPING YOU BUSY DAY AND NIGHT.
"YOU ARE BOTH MOST WELCOME TO STAY WITH US.
"MOTHER WOULD BE SO THRILLED.
"YOU PROMISED YOU'D WRITE SOON,
"AND, YET, STILL NOTHING COMES.
"L FEAR THIS MEANS YOU'VE TURNED TO THE BOTTLE.
"AGAIN.
"AT LEAST TELL US YOU'RE PACKING AND ON YOUR WAY.
YOUR LOVING SISTER, MARGARET."
[SAD MUSIC PLAYING]
[LIVELY VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYING]
N'
[GASPS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
THOMAS, YOU'VE EATEN.
THOMAS?
HOW DID YOU...?
OH.
[SENTIMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
N'
[GASPS]
[WHIMPERING]
HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE? WH-- I--
WHAT ARE YOU...?
HE WASN'T HERE. UH...
I, UH...
- I CAME TO LOOK AFTER HIM. - BUT WHAT ARE YOU...?
AND THEN I SEE THIS NICE BED AND FELL ASLEEP.
- YOU CAME TO LOOK FOR HIM? - YES.
- NO. WHAT? THOMAS? - I'M SORRY.
SORRY, MISS ABBIE.
THOMAS? THOMAS.
THOMAS!
[WHIMPERING]
[QUIETLY]: THOMAS.
THOMAS?
THOMAS.
[PANTING]
THOMAS?
THOMAS!
THOMAS?
[SAD MUSIC PLAYING]
- OH. OH. - MM.
[ABBIE GRUNTS]
[ABBIE GASPING]
[coughs]
[CRYING]
HE DIED.
HE...
I COULDN'T BRING HIM.
THERE IS... NO LAND.
ONLY... ROCK.
JUST ROCK EVERYWHERE.
JUST ROCK AND ROCK AND ROCK AND ROCK.
I CAN'T BURY HIM.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
[CRYING]: You UNDERSTAND? You UNDERSTAND IT WAS--
I UNDERSTAND.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
[INSPECTOR 1] MR. MOORE?
VERY ODD.
THEY WERE INFORMED, WERE THEY NOT?
[INSPECTOR 2] YEP.
INSPECTOR?
IS EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT, MRS. MOORE?
YES.
YOU SURE YOU'RE ALL RIGHT?
YES.
AND WHO MIGHT THIS GENTLEMAN BE?
THIS IS JOHAN.
YES.
JOHAN GUNARSON.
I SEE.
[ABBIE] I SAVED HIS LIFE.
HE ALMOST DROWNED.
ARE YOU WELL?
[ABBIE] YES.
AND YOU?
AND WHERE IS MR. MOORE?
HE'S DEAD.
PARDON ME?
HE DIED SIX WEEKS AGO.
[INSPECTOR 2] six WEEKS AGO?
THAT'S CORRECT.
[CLEARS THROAT]
I'M-I'M VERY SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS, MRS. MOORE.
THANK YOU.
[INSPECTOR 1] WHY mo...
HOW IS IT THAT WE WERE NOT INFORMED?
I WASN'T CERTAIN OF HIS DEATH UNTIL NOW.
L-I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
[ABBIE] I SIMPLY...
WASN'T CERTAIN OF HIS DEATH UNTIL JUST NOW.
MIGHT WE, UH...
MIGHT WE COME IN AND HAVE A CUP OF TEA?
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[INSPECTOR 1] WELL,
HOW HAVE THINGS BEEN WITH THE LIGHT,
APART FROM...
[ABBIE] FINE.
[INSPECTOR 1] AND MR. EATON INFORMED us
THAT THE LIGHT WAS ON LATE THE NIGHT OF THE STORM.
[ABBIE] YES, IT WAS LATE.
UH... I WAS LATE.
[INSPECTOR 1] YES, I SEE IT ls
NOTED IN THE LOG.
I HAVE BEEN UNDER A GOOD DEAL OF STRAIN,
YOU MIGHT SAY.
[INSPECTOR 1] OF COURSE. OF COURSE.
[ABBIE] I-l JUST...
HOPE THAT I WASN'T CAUSE
FOR THAT RECENT SHIPWRECK.
SHIPWRECK?
WHAT SHIPWRECK?
THE LONDON BOAT.
MA'AM, THERE HAS NOT BEEN ANY SHIPWRECK.
N-NO.
BUT THERE WAS A...
[INSPECTOR 2] OH, IT WAS A ROUGH STORM INDEED,
BUT ALL THE REPORTS CAME IN THAT THE SHIPS MADE IT THROUGH.
THERE WAS THAT CLIPPER FROM LONDON.
SHE CAME PRETTY CLOSE TO SHORE,
BUT HELD STEADY THROUGH THE NIGHT.
GOOD SEAMEN ON HER,
I'M-I'M TOLD.
WELL...
I MUST'VE MIXED UP STORIES FROM MRS. WILLIAMS.
WHO IS MRS. WILLIAMS?
THE POST MASTER'S WIFE.
AH, YES.
YES, QUITE THE LITTLE HOSTESS.
I WAS IN FOR A ROUND OF APPLE CAKE LAST YEAR
WHEN THE, WHEN THE RAINS HIT US.
WELL, YOU'LL SEE THAT THINGS ARE IN QUITE GOOD ORDER.
CLEANED AND POLISHED,
TENDED TO.
DESPITE MY HAVING BEEN ON MY OWN.
[INSPECTOR 2] I'M SURE.
I'M SURE THEY ARE.
YES.
REGARDLESS, WE WILL HAVE TO MAKE OUR ROUNDS.
YOU DO UNDERSTAND.
YES.
OF COURSE.
PLEASE.
I WILL BRING YOUR TEA UP TO THE LIGHT.
YES, THAT WOULD... THAT WOULD BE NICE.
I SUPPOSE HER HUSBAND LEFT HER THIS STAIR TO REPAINT.
IT SEEMS HE LEFT HER A BIT MORE THAN JUST THAT.
PAINT SHIPMENTS DIDN'T MAKE IT TO THE NORTHERN STATION.
THE LAST COUPLE OF YEARS.
[INSPECTOR 1] MM, IS THAT RIGHT?
[INSPECTOR 2] YEAH.
SO...
NO SHIPWRECK.
NO.
YEAH. I SEE.
HOW DID YOU GET HERE?
PASSENGER SHIPS DON'T COME THIS FAR NORTH.
LONDON BOAT.
A LONDON BOAT DIDN'T SINK.
NO SINK.
I LEAVE.
YOU WANT TO LEAVE?
- NOW? - NO, NO.
I... I DID LEAVE.
YOU LEFT?
YES, I LEFT.
YOU ABANDONED YOUR POST?
YES.
I TOOK A SMALL BOAT FROM THE SHIP AND...
AND I LEFT.
YOU TOOK A BOAT FROM THE SHIP
AND YOU RODE?
I HAD TO.
AND YOU LIED.
YOU MADE ME THINK THAT SHIP WENT DOWN BECAUSE OF ME.
I THOUGHT THERE MIGHT BE MORE PEOPLE LOST.
I HAD TO COME HERE.
SHE DIDN'T KNOW FOR CERTAIN?
THE LENS IS SPOTLESS.
SHE MUST KNOW THAT IT'S UNACCEPTABLE.
SHE'S NOT THE ASSISTANT KEEPER, IS SHE?
NO, NO, I THINK ONLY HER HUSBAND OFFICIALLY HELD THE POST.
WELL, THEN, SHE HAS NO BUSINESS EVEN BEING HERE.
THERE'S ONLY ONE WOMAN I KNOW WHO'S STANDING HER POST
AND... IT'S NOT A SEA LIGHT,
IT'S JUST A SMALL POST BY A LAKE.
IS EVERYTHING IN ORDER, GENTLEMEN?
MRS. MOORE, I'VE RARELY SEEN A LIGHT IN SUCH PERFECT CONDITION.
WELL, I DO CARE FOR IT.
REMEMBER THAT TOWER LAST WEEK?
I COULD HARDLY BELIEVE ANY BEAM COULD GET THROUGH ALL THAT SALT.
I CLEAN THE WINDOWS REGULARLY TO KEEP THE SALT FROM BUILDING UP.
WE'LL BE SURE TO PUT THAT IN THE REPORT.
WE'RE QUITE THROUGH.
INDEED. INDEED.
[INSPECTOR 2] MRS. MOORE, I AM TRULY SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS.
[ABBIE] THANK YOU.
[INSPECTOR 1] YOU DO KNOW THAT WE MUST EXAMINE YOUR POSITION HERE.
[ABBIE] I THOUGHT THAT MIGHT BE THE CASE.
AND THIS GUEST, THIS GUEST OF YOURS,
NO ONE IS ALLOWED INTO THE TOWER
WITHOUT THE OFFICIAL LIGHTHOUSE KEEPER.
YES.
I'M AWARE OF THAT.
YES, WELL, THAT BEING SAID,
UNTIL WE ARE INFORMED AS TO WHAT TO DO WITH THIS POST,
YOU MUST ASSUME ALL POST DUTIES.
YES, WELL, I...
I HAVE ASSUMED THE DUTIES, SIR.
YES.
WELL, THEN...
YOU HAVE ANY FAMILY?
IN MARYLAND.
IS THERE ANYONE WE SHOULD CONTACT ON YOUR BEHALF,
LET THEM KNOW YOU'LL BE COMING?
HAVEN'T I DONE WELL?
[INSPECTOR 2] EXCELLENT. I RARELY SEE THIS.
WELL, WE'LL WAIT TO SEE WHAT THE HEAD OFFICE SAYS.
MRS. MOORE...
IT IS NOT CUSTOMARY FOR A LIGHTHOUSE POST
TO GO TO A WOMAN.
BUT IT HAS BEEN DONE BEFORE.
ONCE.
THAT YOU KNOW OF.
WELL...
I THANK YOU, INSPECTORS, FOR YOUR VISIT,
AND FOR THE SUPPLIES.
OF COURSE, MRS. MOORE.
YES, WE WILL LET YOU KNOW IF WE HEAR ANYTHING.
GOOD DAY, MADAM.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
[ABBIE GRUNTING]
[YELLS INDISTINCTLY]
N'
[CRYING SOFTLY]
CHICKEN?
YES.
[MAN SCREAMING IN DISTANCE]
MISSES GOT YOU DOING THIS JOB AGAIN?
BULLSHIT.
THE COLD AIR GET TO YOU?
JOHAN!
[EATON YELLING]
HUH?
MARYLAND SOLDIER.
[GRUNTING]
[EATON GROANS]
[EATON] OH.
I GOT YOU DOWN HERE BAD, HUH?
YOU POOR, SICK BOY.
YOU WERE NEVER REALLY SICK, WERE YOU, THOMAS?
YOU WERE NEVER REALLY SICK.
- NO SICK, DEAD. - DEAD?
MR. MOORE IS DEAD.
WHO ARE YOU?
[EATON GRUNTS]
[ABBIE] JOHAN!
STOP!
STOP.
-[COUGHS] - MR. EATON, GET OFF MY LAND.
THIS ISN'T YOUR LAND, MRS. MOORE.
THIS IS THE GOVERNMENT.
BELONGS TO THE GOVERNMENT.
WELL, IT'S MINE TO WATCH OVER.
AND MY HUSBAND BUILT THIS GOVERNMENT BOATHOUSE
THAT YOU JUST TOOK YOUR AXE TO, SO I THINK YOU SHOULD LEAVE NOW.
WHERE DID YOU GET YOURSELF A HIRED MAN?
I'M NOT HIRED.
[EATON] DEAD HUSBAND?
THANK YOU.
[JOHAN swans]
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
YES, YES, YES.
[PANTING]
I'M, UH... I'M STAYING.
I... STAY CHECKING THAT HE...
HE'S NOT COME BACK.
GO AHEAD.
EAT.
I HAVE A WIFE.
I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT.
SHE'S KIND.
NICE.
[GRUNTS SOFTLY]
GURNSEY WAS A GOOD BIRD.
GOOD?
GOOD.
I HAVE TO SIT WITH THE LIGHT NOW.
YES.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
N'
[ABBIE PANTING]
[ABBIE MOANING]
DO SOMETHING FOR ME.
WHAT?
COULD YOU...
GO TO HIS ROOM AND...
FIND HIS THINGS IN THE CLOSET AND...
PACK THEM FOR ME?
RIGHT NOW?
NO, JUST BEFORE MORNING.
I CAN'T LOOK AT HIS CLOTHES ANYMORE.
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
THE CLOTHES ARE OUTSIDE?
YES.
GOOD.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
N'
THERE'S A TOWN CALLED "NEW SWEDEN."
"NEW SWEDEN"?
YES.
MY WIFE.
IT'S MAYBE SIX DAYS NORTH.
STRAIGHT THROUGH THE FOREST.
YOU HAVE, UH, BEEN THERE?
NO.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
GO.
JUST DON'T STOP IN TOWN.
PEOPLE WILL ASK ABOUT YOU.
AND TAKE THESE.
WITH HIS CLOTHES?
I, UH...
IT'S FOR YOU.
JUST DON'T TELL ANYONE YOU JUMPED SHIP, ALL RIGHT?
YOU WILL BE ARRESTED.
AND WALK STRAIGHT NORTH
WITH THE SEA TO YOUR RIGHT
UNTIL YOU GET TO MASON BAY.
AND WHEN YOU GET THERE,
THERE YOU CAN ASK FOR NEW SWEDEN.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
MM-HMM.
AND IF ANYONE ASKS, JUST...
JUST TELL THEM YOU CAME BY A PASSENGER SHIP
THAT LANDED IN BOSTON.
I'M SORRY, ABBIE.
THANK YOU.
GOODBYE.
[SAD MUSIC PLAYING]
N'
- MORNING. - MORNING.
MORNING.
[MEN CLAMOR]
YOU LEFT THAT ON MY LAND LAST NIGHT.
[EATON] on: I?
[ABBIE] I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT'VE NEEDED IT.
JUST DON'T MAKE A HABIT OF IT.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
[MAN] NO WONDER MR. MOORE IS DEAD.
MR. MOORE CATCH THE TAIL END OF THAT AXE?
[EATON] HOW COME, ABBIE?
HOW COME YOU DIDN'T TELL NO ONE?
I DIDN'T WANT ANYONE GRABBING AT MY POST.
WELL, THEY'LL BE SOME GRABBING NOW.
- EATON AT THE TOP OF THE LIST. -[MEN LAUGH]
[ABBIE] OH, YOU ALL KNOW
EATON'S AT THE BOTTLE FAR TOO OFTEN TO TEND THE LIGHT.
JUST LIKE MY HUSBAND WAS.
YOU KNOW THAT.
YOU ALL KNOW I'M THE ONE THAT'S BEEN TENDING THE LIGHT
SINCE WE MOVED HERE.
THEY'LL CHECK THE LOG BOOKS.
BEEN IN MY HAND FOR MONTHS.
YOU'LL SEE.
MRS. MOORE.
WELL, NOW.
I'D LIKE TO SEND A LETTER.
OF COURSE.
I HAVEN'T WRITTEN IT YET.
IS EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT, MRS. MOORE?
OH, EVERYTHING IS FINE.
WOULD YOU BE SO KIND AS TO OFFER ME PAPER AND INK?
CERTAINLY.
AND...
MIGHT YOU HAVE A PLACE I COULD SIT?
YES, OF COURSE.
OH.
OH, THIS IS PERFECT.
I HEAR YOU LOST YOUR HUSBAND.
OH, YES, SIX WEEKS AGO.
YOU'LL BE WRITING HIS FAMILY?
NO.
I'M WRITING TO PETITION FOR MY JOB.
YOUR JOB?
I'M A LIGHTHOUSE KEEPER.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]