Cat Girl

You must be patient.

We shall go out as soon as my niece reaches this house.

She will come soon.

How do you feel now?

Ready to face the old man?

I dread going back to that house.

I can feel his presence already.

How far is it from here?

A few miles down the road.

Richard, take me back to London.

Oh, Leonora, for heaven's sake, be practical.

You're his heir, why antagonize him?

That's right.

We must be practical at all costs, mustn't we?

Well, one weekend won't kill us.

And anyway, there is the legacy.

Besides, Allan and Cathy will cheer things up a bit.

The telegram told me to come alone.

There'll be trouble when he sees them as well as you.

Your husband has the perfect right to come

and so have your friends.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

I was remembering this room.

It was the year I left.

Or should I say, escaped from my uncle's care,

the year I went abroad.

I was given my first gin and tonic in this bar.

Ah!

Aren't you two going to dance?

My bride is indulging in nostalgic reminiscences.

As a perfect husband, I'm allowing her to wallow in them.

Ah, wedded bliss!

Well, that calls for a drink.

The perfect match: Leonora's money

and Richard's capacity for spending.

Shut up.

Come on, Richard, your turn for exercise.

Allan dances like a broken down bulldozer.

Not at all, I'm very light on your feet.

I shall refuel and take off again.

Come on.

Oh! Ow.

Oh, I'm sorry, dear.

Pardon me.

Leonora Brandt, isn't it?

Hello.

My husband, Richard Johnson.

Dr. Brian Marlowe.

How are you? - How do you do?

Look, if you two will excuse me,

I'll go and relieve Allan for a bit.

By the way, Doctor, how's the storm?

Down to a fine drizzle now.

Good.

We'll shove off soon.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

I thought you'd moved to London years ago.

That's right.

Mother left me the house when she died.

Dorothy and I use it for weekends.

Dorothy?

My wife.

Well, what brings you back to the Brandt residence

on a dark and stormy night?

My uncle sent for me.

I haven't seen him for nine years.

How the old man used to hate my guts.

He hated anyone in the district

who was remotely civil to me.

I wrote you several times after your medical exams,

but you never answered, did you?

I went back to the States to complete my studies.

Before that?

I was a preoccupied medical student,

you were just a kid.

Was I?

Where do you practice now?

In case I cut myself on a tin opener.

Harley Street.

But I'm into neuroses, not cuts.

I'm a psychiatrist.

Oh, I didn't know.

Yes, indeed.

So if you hear of any wealthy neurotics around,

just pass them along to me, huh?

Say, I really should be going.

Dorothy's expecting me back in a half hour.

We've got guests coming to dinner.

Stay a little longer, please.

Please.

I'll be murdered.

Aren't you holding me a little tight

for a newly married man?

Force of habit, remember?

Yes.

What's the matter with your wife, Richard?

She's acting very strangely tonight.

No more than usual.

Careful, she can see us.

I doubt it.

She's talking over old times

with a long-lost local lover.

She doesn't know there's anyone else in the room.

Oh, so, you find me entirely resistible?

You know I don't.

But I must get used to the idea of doing without you,

mustn't I?

Why must you?

Well, maybe we can get together over the weekend.

I'd like you to meet Dorothy.

Do you really have to go?

It's lethally, awfully late.

I suppose it is.

Goodbye, now.

Nice to see you again.

Goodbye.

Rumor has it the rain's stopped.

Has it?

Well, come on, let's get going.

Hey, look at me, I'm taking my courage in both hands.

Here, Allan.

Oh, ta.

The rain is over, we are going out.

When my niece arrives, you will show her to her room.

You will not speak with her.

Is that understood?

And if she does not come?

She will come.

She has no choice.

Better she had never been born

than come back here to this.

Anna.

It was her destiny to be born a Brandt,

as it is mine to die as one.

Wake up, Allan.

Are we there?

We are.

I can't go into that house.

I can't!

Oh, don't be so childish, he's only your uncle.

Get out of the car.

What is this place, a training school for ghouls?

Somebody please tell me what I'm doing here.

Mm, you tell her, Richard.

You were to come alone, Miss Leonora.

Nice pictures.

Valuable?

Who is he?

Naturally, I've come with my husband.

The other lady and gentleman are my guests.

Please take our cases upstairs then show us to our rooms.

After that, perhaps you will bring us some coffee.

Anna.

Yes, Miss Leonora?

Why isn't my uncle here?

He's gone out for a while, but he will return.

Later.

Listen.

What's the matter with you?

Can't you hear it?

Hear what?

I didn't hear anything.

Neither did I.

There now!

Leave it!

How about some light in this morgue?

Allan, turn that lamp on.

No!

Put it out.

Love of darkness must run in the family.

Well, I must say I consider our host very rude.

He ought to be here to welcome us.

Where the heck is he?

I have no idea.

I need a drink!

Mm-hmm, so do I.

Well, there must be some liquor in this crypt.

Well, go on, let's have a look around.

It'll give us something to do.

Why not?