The Ghost and Mrs. Muir

always used to say.

I was the 1 1 th.

Oh.

Hurt yourself?

Here, let's have a look.

Oh, it's nothing,

just a scrape.

But I am tired. I think

I will take a little rest.

Begging your pardon,

Your Highness.

There.

This will keep you

nice and warm.

Thanks, Martha,

you're an angel.

Ha! Ain't noticed any wings

sproutin' lately.

I'll call you in plenty

of time for tea.

Oh, it's you.

I crept up, not

wanting to wake you

in case you

was still asleep.

Tea's all ready.

Miss Anna will have it all

cleared off in no time

if you don't hurry.

I've got a nice bit

of fresh fish for you, too.

Martha, I had

such a curious dream.

Did I close the window

before I went to sleep?

You did, and scraped your finger.

Don't you remember?

It's shut now, ain't it?

Yes.

It's shut now.

Sleep tight.

Good night, Mummy.

I love the sea, and so does Rummy.

And so do I.

I put hot water bottles

on the kitchen table, ma'am...

and the kettle's

on the stove.

Oh, thank you, Martha.

Good night, ma'am.

Good night.

Should I leave this on, ma'am?

No. This will do nicely.

I know you're here.

I say, I know you're here.

What's wrong?

Are you afraid to speak up?

Is that all you're good for,

to frighten women?

Well, I'm not afraid of you.

Whoever heard

of a cowardly ghost?

Now if the demonstration is over...

I'll thank you not to interfere

while I boil some water

for my hot water bottle.

Light the candle.

Go ahead, light it.

How can I when you keep

blowing out the match?

Light the blasted candle!

Well?

You'll--You'll forgive me

if I take a moment

to get accustomed to you.

You're Captain Gregg.

Aye.

I'm sorry I called you names...

coward and so forth.

I didn't really believe in you,

or I wouldn't have.

It must have been

embarrassing to you.

Why?

Rate this script:(3.00 / 2 votes)