Escape to Witch Mountain

Well, here we are!

You're Tony and you're Tia.

- Ma'am. - Hello, Mrs. Grindley.

Oh, such fine-looking children.

I know you're anxious to see your rooms,

but first we have some forms to fill out.

Then we'll join the others for dinner, all right?

Tia, what a pretty case!

Well.

It ain't nothing writing out those entry forms.

Wait'll she lays one of those enlightened punishments on you.

"After you watch the 5:00 news, you can write a 500-word composition."

Brother!

Tony, what should I put after sports?

Hmm, put "spectator."

Dumb pen's out of ink.

I'm finished. You can use mine.

Hey, I lost one just like this when I was coming in this barn.

- Tia's had that since Christmas. - Sure she has.

Give it back!

Take it.

Now, children, that wasn't so difficult, was it?

No, ma'am.

Now, then.

Truck, I want you to wait for me in my office.

We'll read this together.

I keep forgetting what it feels like to sit down.

Now then, I know how both of you must feel.

Your foster parents are the only parents you remember.

Now that they've passed away, you're just a little bit scared.

We loved them very much.

Yes, ma'am, we miss them.

You only remember your adoptive name? Malone?

Tia was around three and I was five when the Malones adopted us.

Did either of you ever receive a birthday card from a relative?

Or perhaps a phone call at Christmas?

Something you may have forgotten.

Oft times the most trivial thing is important.

Tia?

What is it, dear? You look as though you're remembering something.

No. No, Mrs. Grindley. I'm sorry.

Why, there's nothing to be sorry about, dear.

You're out, Truck.

Nobody can jump that high, Malone. You stood on something.

- Great catch! - How'd you do it anyhow?

You're just trying to rip me off. I was safe at third.

Safe. There's something funny about this. I'm gonna teach you a lesson.

Tony...

Cut it out, all right?

Ow!

Tony, why'd you do that?

You don't think we're gonna get away with it, do you?

You see?

Tony, you promised me and I promised you.

We wouldn't... You know, do the kind of stuff you did with Truck.

You remember how it used to be, when we thought it was all funny.

Like a game.

All the other kids thought we were some kind of freaks or witches.

I know, Tia.

We lost all of our friends until we quit doing all the spooky stuff.

You should've let Truck beat up on you.

Are you kidding? He's got five inches and 50 pounds on me.

Then you should've made it look like he was winning.

I suppose.

Tony?

Do you hear the dogs?

No. How far?

Oh, about 20 miles.

Big dogs, six or seven.

Yeah. I can hear them now.

That's awful far. Even for us. Why are we hearing them, Tony?

I think it means that we're gonna see 'em someday.

If the bus is any later, Mrs. Grindley, we'll miss the beginning of the picture.

- Yeah. - I'll see what's keeping them.

All right, Truck.

You guys, wanna see something really neat?

That's my star case, Truck.

And you're his sister.

Tony, please, not another fight.

It's your star case, Tia. He might smash it.

Give it back to Tia now.

I'll fight you with one hand.

I'll fight you with none.

Come on!

The bus is here.

Nice going, Winkie.

Hey, Tony and Tia, come on! What's taking you? Come on!

Hurry up!

Tony, across the street!

Big car? What about it?

Something's going to happen to it.

There's a man. He mustn't get into that car.

There he is!

Come on!

Please, sir, don't get in that car.

It's no joke, sir.

See, my sister gets these feelings.

- So, you mustn't get in the car. - Please, sir.

Children, you know the rules about leaving the group.

No. I'm terribly sorry, sir.

- That's all right. - Excuse us, please.

I've changed my mind. I'd like to take a walk.

- Pick me up by the park. - Yes, sir.

- Are you all right? - Yes, sir.

The moon is moving into Aries.

Friday it will near the middle of the transit.

The bottom line, Mr. Michael-John.

The bottom line, Mr. Bolt,

shows considerable indications of some advance toward your goals.

What about the house guru? Do you concur, Ali?

There are profound vibrations, Mr. Bolt.

Are there indeed?

Vibrations. My moon in Aries.

Mysterious words and phrases have not added one red cent to my fortune.

Wealth, gentlemen, is like flesh. It has to be nurtured and coddled.

Ah, Mr. Deranian.

I'm sorry, Mr. Bolt, but when you've heard my report,

I think you'll understand.

I have found what you're looking for.

Wait here a minute.

I haven't had a chance to thank you.

- Was the man in front all right? - The chauffeur, yes. He's fine.

But then you knew he would be or you'd have had him get out of the car, too.

I suppose this sort of thing happens to you all the time,

hmm, young lady?

Knowing about things before they really happen?

The lunch bell. We have to go.

Excuse me.

Those two children that just left. I've been trying to think of their names.

Tony Malone and his sister, Tia. A couple of weirdos.

Suppose somebody else had walked in?

Everybody knocks. Pine Woods' rules.

Look.

Must've happened when Winkie knocked it out of Truck's hands.

Can you fix it?

It's a map, isn't it?

"Stony Creek"?

"Misty Valley"?

It's funny, Tia,

but every once and a while you get that look on your face.

Like you're remembering something.

I kind of do, but then I forget again.

It's not someplace big, like a state or a country.

But more like a road map. I just don't know where.

When I can figure out where this place is, we'll go there.

Tony, what were you drawing?

It's the place where those dogs are.

They're barking now.

Yeah, I know. I was listening to them before you butted in.

I began to visualize this castle...

Tony, you can only visualize places we know something about.

Or places we're gonna be at.

I must've been drawing someplace we're going to.

Soon, Tony.

We're going there soon, and I'm afraid.

Since the Malones lived in a very small village,

I had little difficulty finding people who knew the children.

These insights, these sixth-sense incidents...

The postman, the schoolteacher, the woman who lost her parakeet,

how do I know these aren't the result of your desperation?

Figments of your very fine imagination?

I have sworn affidavits.

People lie very easily. The very young can deceive the very wise.

I'm not lying.

If I'm in any way disappointed in this Tony and Tia,

you are through here, Deranian.

Yes. I understand.

Then bring them here.

You say they have no family. Well, now they do.

You are their family, Deranian.

You are their uncle, do you understand?

Perfectly.

Alter records. Forge documents. Provide proper papers.

Whatever it takes. I will back you with every means at my disposal.

Just bring me the children.

I think there's no question,

considering these documents your uncle has produced,

that he has custody of you.

The judge signed those papers just today.

Mr. Deranian...

Uncle Lucas, Tony. Better get used to it.

Uncle Lucas, did you tell Mrs. Grindley about the first time we ever saw you?

Yes, he did.

The day the tow truck ran into your uncle's car.

That was a lucky day for all of us.

You see, Tia, you bear such a remarkable

resemblance to Mr. Deranian's sister

that he's convinced you both are her children.

My sister, your mother, died six years ago.

Now, if you have any doubts,

I'd be happy to show you these documents

that prove he is your Uncle Lucas.

I won't have to leave Winkie, will I?

He's very smart and he knows how to deal with dogs.

Did I mention dogs?

Well, thank you very much, Mrs. Grindley.

I'll see you out, Mr. Deranian.

Children, don't forget your coats.

Do you have any feelings about this Mr. Deranian?

Only that he isn't our uncle.