War-Gods of the Deep (The City Under the Sea)

"Lo! Death has reared himself a throne

"In a strange city lying alone

"Far down within the dim west

"Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best

"Have gone to their eternal rest

"Resignedly beneath the sky the melancholy waters lie

"But lo, a stir is in the air

"The wave-- there is a movement there

"As if their tops had given death

"His undivided time"

There's a body, Mr. Harris, and Strangely dressed.

I can see that. Who is it?

'tis mr. Penrose, The lawyer who's been Advising miss tregellis.

Poor devil.

It's the Devil's work, Right enough.

Be quiet, You old fool.

I told you nothing good Would come of this--

An american girl at the Manor house, solicitors, And this young man

With his rock samples And questions about The old mine workings.

You old bag of wind, He'll hear you.

He has. Now, what About the body?

Somebody's Got to tell Miss tregellis.

All right, I'll go.

Mr. Harris? Couldn't be You've come to help us About the electricity?

The lights Be gone out With the storm.

Not like the old days, A candle could Be depended upon.

I've come to see Miss tregellis.

You should be here about The lights. The guests Are grumbling proper.

Come. Come in. I'll take you to her.

You wait here. I'll fetch miss tregellis.

I'll come along With you.

Miss tregellis Is with one of The guests.

An artist, He says he is.

Something strange About him.

Most that he paints Don't look like much.

He's brought The beast with him.

The beast?

You'll see. It's in there with them.

Who is it?

It's mumford, mum.

Mr. Harris is here. He insists on seeing you.

Just a minute.

I'm not staying.

The last time I waited, The beast got out.

I'm opening the door, But come in quickly.

How nice to see you. Her name is herbert.

Her name is herbert?

Uh, jill, I came to talk To you about mr. Penrose.

Oh, ben, I'm so Disappointed.

I thought maybe this Was a social call.

I mean, we're the only 2 Americans in the whole village.

Don't you think we Should be friends?

Harold?

Yes?

Mr. Harris captured Herbert for us.

Harold?

Yes, he's one Of our guests. He's an artist.

Would you like To meet him?

Oh, yes, I would. Yes, very much.

Well, come on in then And close the door.

Harold?

Yes, jill?

This is mr. Ben harris.

How do you do?

Oh, how do you do?

And this is mr. Harold Tufnell-jones.

You're, uh, wondering what I'm Doing up here, aren't you?

I'm not up here all the time. It's just herbert's been Giving us a bit of a chase.

Would you mind Helping me down?

Would you mind if I talked With miss tregellis About her lawyer?

Well, I'm sure that can wait Till I'm down on terra firma.

Would you give me a hand?

Well, of course.

Jill?

About mr. Penrose--

I'll take you in to see him In a minute. He's been in His study all day.

How do you do? Thank you very much.

It's quite All right.

Please, will you Come with me?

There's something I'd like to show you.

Self-portrait. Do you like it?

It's, uh, it's a good Likeness, if anybody Would want such a thing.

I-I'm sure Someone will, ben.

"If anyone would Want such a thing?"

I signed it Myself. Look.

Harold tufnell- Jones, f.R.A.

Oh!

A fellow of the Royal academy?

Not actually. Founder of The roosters' association. Very select.

Ah. You say that Mr. Penrose Is in his study?

Yes, just across The hall.

Jill, I've just come up From the beach and--

Somebody's In there.

What is it?

Go back to the Other room and Wait for me. Go on.

Go on, Please.

Ben, are you All right?

Did anyone go Out that door?

No.

Are you sure?

I'm positive.

Should Anyone have?

I don't know.

Where's mr. Penrose?

I, uh...

I found his body On the beach.

He's dead.

We shouldn't Leave the Body there.

Ah, what are you Afraid of?

I don't know One man who can Call me coward

And look me In the face.

There are things No man should Have to see or hear.

What things?

Ah, he's been hearing Them ghost bells again.

Yes, I heard them Last night and they Were red in the sea,

Like blood color.

Well, I never heard 'em and I was born here. Come on, son.

Do you really hear Those ghost bells?

Yes, I heard 'em. Deep down in the Sea, they were.

Bells from a Shipwreck, is it?

It's lyonesse, The lost city in the sea!

I always thought That was an Old wives' tale.

Ah, there's a City there, Right enough.

Thousands of years back, The sea just came and Swallowed it up.

And there it lies now, Buried in the deep.

Why does the Bell sound?

Well, we found Mr. Penrose, Didn't we?

There have been Other bodies, too.

When the bell sounds, It means death.

There we are. That's better.

Now, there's, uh, There's just this one.

Hey, where're The nails?

There's a book Missing from The set here.

Oh, I shouldn't worry About that.

Things are always Disappearing In tregathion.

Oh, really? Yeah.

Do you know the Old rector vanished About 50 years ago?

Never been Seen since.

You know something, Harold, you are a mine of Fascinating information.

Now, it's funny You say that,

Because it is said That he was lost in An old tin mine.

Funny you mentioned mines.

But, uh, what's that Got to do with The missing book?

Oh, the book's unimportant.

You see, I did A sketch of jill and put It between the pages.

Oh, really?

Where are Those nails?

Well, why would anyone Want to steal your Sketch of jill?

Well, ben, modesty Prevents me from Saying that perhaps

It was a man of Great taste, who, who Fancied a work of art.

Oh, here They are.

I wonder...

Hold that, Will you?

You know, all these Things happening-- Penrose's death

And that sketch in The book disappearing.

What about them?

Well, they're All connected.

I mean, they have one Thing in common--jill.

You're a great one For mysteries, Aren't you?

You're just trying To frighten us. Isn't he, herbert?

What do you think Happened in here?

I told you, I saw this thing.

I-I don't know what it was. It-it wasn't human.

Now, ben, you're sensible, You're intelligent,

You're a man of the world, savoir-faire.

Now let's admit that--that Anyone in the semidarkness

Could mistake a--an intruder For something more mysterious.

Now, it's possible, isn't it?

Now, listen, I'm a mining engineer, A trained observer.

I look for the little Things that the ordinary Eye might pass over,

Because the slightest Clue could mean a fortune To those who employ me.

Now, if I say I saw Something or someone that Could be superhuman,

I mean it.

I'm going to put on A proper pair of Trousers--with legs on.

Herbert! Herbert!

Thank you for Your kindness, ben.

What are you Going to do now,

Stay here in england Or go back to america?

I don't know. The estate Isn't settled yet.

Well, mr. Penrose was Working on it when...

Try not to Think about it.

I just can't help it.

Jill, listen to me. Now, I tell you, You are in danger.

Now, all I want you to do Is move someplace where There are more people.

Well, I'm not Running away.

Oh, you're stubborn.

Now what are You doing?

I'm just checking.

You'd better leave Them that way, Do you hear?

Seaweed.

There you go again.

All right, all right, I'm imagining things.

That's what everybody says, So I better believe it.

Maybe you should.

I found herbert.

I'm going up To bed now.

Goodnight, jill.

Goodnight, ben, and You get some rest, now.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.