Don't Be Afraid of the Dark

Do you think she'll come?

Of course she will. You know she will.

But when? When?

Very soon, it's just a matter of time.

I'm waiting for a while.

All we have to do is bide our time. Bide our time.

But it's been so long.

So many years.

When will she come and set us free? Set us free.

Patience, please. Patience.

We have all the time in the world.

All the time in the world. In the world. In the world.

TO set us free in the world.

There's gonna be a lot of work.

I'll manage.

Alex, you're sure you don't mind?

- About moving in here? - Yes.

Well, uh, an apartment in a high-rise would've been nice

but this'll be fine.

You'll see, you'll like it. And anyway, it'll be fun.

Yeah, you better get someone to help you.

- A decorator? - And a carpenter.

How about that old man, uh..

The one who used to work here?

All right.

The kitchen has to be completely redone.

And I'm gonna need some bookcases.

Alex, I wish I could find the key to that door.

Hmm, must be around somewhere.

I'll have another look.

You know, this is really a terrific house.

Um, just a little more to the left.

- Oh, that's perfect. - All right.

Oh, the room is beautiful. I love it.

Yes, I think it'll be nice when it's finished.

Even Alex likes it.

I'm glad. Husbands can often be so difficult.

I had to practically twist his arm for us to move in here.

His idea of comfort is a high-rise.

Not mine.

All right, bring me the things for the party.

I'll bring you the sample for the bedspread.

Oh, good, thank you.

I can't wait to get the upstairs done.

I get very depressed every time I come up here.

Yes, I'm afraid, your grandmother will not be

remembered for her good taste.

But she will be remembered for leaving us this house.

Oh, I mustn't forget the carpet samples for the stairs.

I thought something, uh, navy bluish would be

a good contrast with the lime green at the living room.

Oh, it sounds beautiful.

Uh, before you go, there's something I wanna show you.

Um, it'll only take a minute, I promise.

Hello, Mr. Harris, how are you?

Very good, Mrs. Farmhand.

The key... you found it.

Yesterday. I was going through some of my grandmother's things.

And it was hidden in an envelope in her desk.

Watch out, there's stairs here.

Grandmother's usual cherry decor, I see.

No, this time it was my grandfather.

I don't think this room has been used since he died.

Oh, you can't.

I've tried.

But, uh, it's been nailed shut for some reason.

Obviously, he didn't want to be disturbed by

daylight when he worked.

What a nice desk.

The chair's not bad.

As a matter of fact,

the whole room's not bad at all.

I thought of making it into, um..

Some sort of office for myself.

Well, why not?

We could open up the shutters..

Pick all the paneling a lighter color and..

And break the fireplace.

Why would anyone like to

close up a lovely fireplace like that?

I don't know.

But I've always dreamed of having a room like this.

Some place where I could sit in front of a roaring fire.

Do something very romantic,

like make out my grocery list.

Now, I really must run along.

Well, I'll see you the day after tomorrow, right?

Right, I'll bring all the party things.

Thank you. I'm gonna wait down here for a while, all right?

All right, I'll find my own way up.

- Goodbye. - Yeah, goodbye.

It won't work.

Sorry, miss. I didn't mean to make you jump.

It's all right.

Well, why won't it work?

I mean, surely all it needs is to be... smashed open.

Those bricks are cemented four deep

and reinforced with iron bars.

There's no way of opening it up.

Now, whose idea was that?

Your grandmother had me do that 20 years ago.

Why?

You know, it..

It was after, uh..

After what?

I just can't open it up.

Now, Mr. Harris,

surely you're not afraid of a little hard work, hmm?

It's not the work. It's just that

some things are better left as they are.

Especially that fireplace.

What's this?

It's, uh, for cleaning out the ashes.

It's been bolted shut.

By me, and that's the way it should stay.

But why? It's a perfectly good fireplace.

Why all the mystery?

Unless you know something that I don't know.

Sally?

Down here in the study.

All I know, miss, is what I told you before.

It's just that some things are better left as they are.

Hi, babe.

Mr. Harris, the bookcases look great.

Well, thank you.

Hey, what are you all doin' down here?

Uh-oh, what's the matter?

Well, Mr. Harris and I aren't seeing eye-to-eye.

- About what? - About the fireplace.

I wanna open it up, and he wants me to leave it alone.

I agree with him.

It beats me why you want to use this room, anyway.

It's-it's-it's damp, it's cold, it's..

This, uh, it's a miserable room.

Mr. Harris doesn't think it's the cold and damp.

He thinks it's the ghostly aura of my ancestors.

That's not what I said, Mrs. Farmhand.

That's what you implied.

And he may be right.

I'm gonna go upstairs and fix myself a drink.

Mr. Harris, can I get one for you?

No, thank you, sir, I gotta be getting along.

All right. Sal?

Whatever you're having is fine.

Okay.

Goodnight, Mrs. Farmhand.

Goodnight, Mr. Harris.

I'll be back tomorrow to paint the bookcases.

Well, Mr. Harris, if you won't do it, I will.

Okay, Sally..

Hey, what're you doin'?

I just wanted to look around.

You know, you're more stubborn than I am, do you know that?

You really are. Can you see anything?

No, nothing.

It's just a ton of bricks and, uh..

Cement and iron bars closing up the opening.

Yeah, well..

Sal, by the time we knock this down,

ripped it out, clean it up

did all that, it'd cost a fortune.

Cheers.

Cheers.

See things my way?

- I guess, I'll have to. - Okay.

How about some dinner?

Sally, Sally, Sally.

Sally, Sally, Sally.

Free, free, she set us free.

We're free. She set us free.

Free, free, free.

Would you like some more?

No, no, thanks.

Sally, what are you gonna serve at the party?

Well, I'm meeting Joan tomorrow at the caterers

and I thought something fairly simple.

Yeah, but not, not too simple.

You know, I gotta make a good impression

on that guy Henderson.

Not to mention Roberts and Miller.

Yeah.

Henderson, Roberts, Miller..

And Farmhand, maybe.

There's no maybe about it.

Hope you're right.

I think I'm right.

They'd be crazy not to make you a partner.

The only thing is, I wish this house was finished.

I really wish this house was finished.

Alex, please don't worry about it.

It'll be like having a party in a subway.

It'll be fun, I promise.

Okay, I guess so. I guess so.

Anyway, if the house isn't perfect,

I'll be a perfect hostess.

Sal.

Yes?

You do want this for me, don't you?

I mean, this partnership.

Well, of course, I do.