The Making of 'The Haunting' Page #2

in the night,

in the dark.

You'll be staying in the north wing.

Hi. Don't worry.

I'm not an obsessive packer.

It's just asking people to help me

schlepp this stuff is a cheap...

and exploitative way

of making new friends.

- Here. I'm Theo.

- Hi.

Eleanor,

but everyone calls me Nell.

Well, Everyone Calls Me Nell,

don't you love it here ?

I love it. Sort of Charles Foster Kane

meets the Munsters or something.

- I like your boots.

- You do ? Aren't they great ?

Prada. Milan, not New York.

But they're killing me.

Hey, small price to pay

for such savage kicks.

Wow. Oh, my God.

Oh, this is so twisted.

Seriously twisted.

I set dinner

on the dining room sideboard at six.

Breakfast is at nine.

I don't stay after dinner,

not after it begins to get dark.

I leave before dark comes,

so there won't be anyone here

if you need help.

- We couldn't even hear you.

- No one could.

No one lives

any nearer than town.

No one will come

any nearer than that.

In the night.

- In the dark.

- In the dark.

My bedroom's

right next door to yours.

I think we share

the same bathroom.

Oh, don't worry.

I probably won't be in here much.

- Light sleeper.

- That's why we're here.

- What do you do, Eleanor ?

- I'm between jobs right now.

The last person I was workin' for,

it ended. Over, so-- And you ?

Well, that depends.

I'm supposed

to be an artist,

but I've been distracted

from work by love.

- You know what I mean ?

- Mmm, not really.

Hey, don't tell me Boston's

different from New York.

Oh, you mean you have trouble

with commitment.

Well, my boyfriend thinks so,

my girlfriend doesn't.

If we could all live together--

But they hate each other.

Hello. The bag.

You know, it's hard when

you're the only one at the party.

- You know what I mean ?

- No.

A blank canvas.

I could paint your portrait

directly on you.

Or maybe not.

So, what about you ?

Husbands ? Boyfriends ?

Girlfriends, Eleanor ?

Where do you live ?

Mmm. I don't have anyone.

But I do have

a little apartment of my own.

It has a little flower garden.

You can just see the ocean.

And when the wind...

comes in just right,

you can hear the buoys in the harbour.

Wow.

That sounds really nice.

You're lucky.

But you know that, right ?

Oh, sorry.

Just a little hair.

So, show me the bathroom !

Oh, it's really beautiful.

It is huge.

- Oh, my God !

- This is the bathroom.

Look at this bathtub.

Can you believe it ?

Look at that. Wow !

Look at my bedroom, though.

- Isn't it beautiful ?

- Yes.

- You've got to see the Great Hall.

- Uh-huh.

I mean, there's so much carving.

It's everywhere.

- I know.

- Oh, look at this one.

- Isn't this one great ?

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