Half Light Page #5

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in the half light of the cabin

unable to sleep.

In the morning,

she told him she had,

for there were still

some limits

to the things she could

say to him then.

But most of the night,

she watched his eyelids

and his lips and his face.

And in the stillness,

she felt peace."

(Folk music playing)

- Hey, Rachel, how you doing?

- Hello.

- Are you all right?

- Oh, Im all right.

Rachel, you made it!

Oh, great.

- There you go, honey.

- I've got something for you.

Happy birthday.

That's so sweet of you.

Thanks very much.

Would you like a drink?

- A lager.

- It's on the way.

Rachel, your glass is empty.

Happy birthday to you

happy birthday to you

happy birthday, dear Mary

happy birthday to you.

(Cheers and applause)

Happy birthday.

Excuse me, Mary,

Im sorry to interrupt.

I'm meeting a friend here

Angus McCulloch.

- I thought you might

have seen him.

- What are you talking about?

Well, he was supposed

to be here an hour ago.

The lighthouse keeper.

Aye, I know who he is.

What does he look like,

your Angus?

Um...

dark hair, nice blue eyes.

Aye, that sounds like Angus.

I've not seen him

these seven years,

and neither have you,

'cause he's dead.

No, there must be some mistake.

Oh, he's dead all right,

him and the wife.

I chose the dress

we buried her in.

No, you're kidding,

right?

Reverend, you've been

out to the lighthouse,

haven't you?

No, not for years.

- Nobody goes out there anymore.

- But you know Angus McCulloch.

I used to, aye, but...

he's been dead for six...

no, seven years.

Is this a joke?

Rachel, this isn't funny.

People here don't

laugh about this.

What is this?

Why... why are you doing this?

Why... why are you doing this?

(Speaking foreign language)

Angus?

Loneliness can make you

a little crazy, I think.

ANGUS:

Kate could never understand

why I wouldn't leave here.

But my father lived here,

and his father before him.

I could never leave here.

Maybe the dead miss us

even more than we miss them.

FINLAY:
Rachel.

What are you doing here?

You're gonna stir up trouble.

I came to look for Angus.

Angus McCulloch is dead

and buried.

I saw him jump off

that cliff over there.

I was with him, right here,

last night.

You couldn't have been.

Seven years ago

I came out to visit Angus,

just as I had done

dozens of times before.

There was a tape playing...

"caileag an stoirm"...

Angus's favorite song.

I found Kate inside.

Angus came home early

from the village,

caught her in bed

with a local fisherman...

Gordon McCloud.

It had been going on

for months.

Angus was the only

one that didn't know

anything about it.

I caught a glimpse of him,

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