Dragonwyck Page #3

or maybe he'd have had the sense

not to try in the frst place.

Aristotle was his teacher, Mr. Wells,

but I'm sure he put things less clearly than you.

- Tell me, young man. What are your politics?

- My politics?

Since Van Buren is a New Yorker, I imagine you

folks up along the Hudson are mostly for him.

Martin's an old friend of mine. Naturally

if he's nominated, my farmers will vote for him.

What do you mean, your farmers?

The tenant farmers on my land.

There are nearly 200 of them.

Never heard of tenant farmers.

Don't they own their own land?

No, it belongs to me.

It belonged to my father and his father...

back to the frst patroon

that took title in 1 630.

I permit the farmers to work my land,

and they in return...

pay me a yearly tribute

and a share of their produce.

But they can buy the land

they've been working if they want to.

- No.

- Why not?

Because it belongs to me.

As a farmer, I'd rather own one half acre

of barren rock free and clear...

than work the richest land in the world

for someone else.

I daresay we don't understand

each other's viewpoint.

I daresay.

Cousin Nicholas, is that the new waltz dance

they're dancing down there?

It sounds very much like one.

It doesn't look improper at all.

Do you dance the waltz?

Miranda!

Yes, Cousin Miranda, I dance the waltz.

But never in a public place.

Oh.

Our politics may not jibe, young man,

but I like your manners.

Well, some good may come to you

out of this venture after all.

I'm glad you think so, sir.

Well, it's time for bed.

Don't forget your prayers, Miranda.

No, Pa. Good night.

Good night, Cousin Nicholas.

Good night.

- Cousin Miranda.

- Yes?

On occasion,

we dance the waltz at Dragonwyck.

Good night.

(Waltz Continues)

(Door Closes)

(Woman)

Agatha! There's Dragonwyck! I can see it!

- Dragonwyck? Where?

- Over there.

Excuse me.

Golly Moses!

Cousin Nicholas! Cousin Nicholas!

I saw it! I saw Dragonwyck!

What have you done with your bonnet?

How can you sit there so quietly?

I should think that seeing Dragonwyck

would be more thrilling to you than to anyone.

Nothing can be thrilling

that is shared with so many other people.

- Did you like what you saw?

- I'm afraid I've run out of words.

I've said "beautiful"

so often this afternoon.

Every now and then you say "golly."

I prefer "beautiful."

I'll try to remember.

Do you mind if I keep my bonnet off

just a minute?

The breeze feels so wonderful

against my face.

Tell me about Dragonwyck.

- How many rooms?

- I've never counted them.

- And lots of servants?

- I've never counted them either.

Golly... I mean, imagine.

The breeze must feel wonderful indeed

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