Witchery

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[PANTING]

[GASPS]

[DEEP BREATHS]

[PANTING]

[WAVES CRASHING]

[GASPS]

God, you scared me.

Who were you expecting?

Phantom of the Opera?

I'm sorry, I was so

lost in thought.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

I think you've been working

too hard on your book

about that witch's night.

Well...

after all, that's what

I'm here to study, right?

Right. Absolutely right.

[FOOTSTEPS]

[DOOR CREAKING]

Well, the tide went down.

When the light is split into prisms,

it travails and the

layers of your pregnancies,

will be transformed into joys

and may they be multiplied.

And let the suffering,

in which you shall

give birth to your children,

become pleasure of the body.

Silly book really has

ahold on you, doesn't it?

This silly book just

happens to be

the source of half the theories

on which I'm basing my book.

Just be the key to the

mystery of the witch's light.

It was written by this really

obscure German writer.

- It's never been translated.

- No wonder.

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[CARS PASSING BY]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Miss, you all right?

You all right, miss?

Didn't hit you or anything,

did it?

Yeah, it didn't

hit you coming down.

- You sure you're all right?

- Yeah.

No, I'm okay.

Thank you.

- You sure?

- Thank you.

Okay, great.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Please, can I have

my ball back?

- Thank you.

- Till we meet again, Tommy.

- How do you know my name?

- I know a lot of things.

But you better hurry back.

Your sister bought

a present for you.

LESLIE:
Gary, I hope you

realize how much I appreciate

you coming here to do these

pictures for my book.

It really means a lot to me

'cause...

I believe in what I'm writing,

but I need proof.

It's just sometimes

I feel confused, even scared

to find what

I'm looking for.

I think you're gettin' a

little carried away here, honey.

You've been stressed out

for weeks now. In my opinion,

all those book you've been

reading on esoteric sciences

are not doing

a damn bit of good.

You know what's weird though?

What?

I studied the hotel

from every angle.

That light we see shining in

the upstairs window at noon,

there doesn't seem to

be anything to cause it.

Hey, thanks for bringing

me here too.

I mean, the place is

absolutely incredible.

I promise I'm gonna get some

really good pictures for you.

Great.

It's also kind of

a nice chance

for us to get away together,

you know, alone?

You know, I've been thinkinga

lot about us lately and...

Oh, here it is.

There's an infantile superstition

of the human spirit.

That virginity can be a

virtue and not the barrier

that separate signorance

from knowledge.

See, even your poet knows

virginity is not natural

for a grown woman.

You know, this could

bethe perfect vacation.

Just don't start, please.

You gotta admit that

beinga virgin at your age

- is just not...

- Just drop it!

Okay?

Okay.

Sorry.

Forget it.

WOMAN:
What on earth possessed

you to want to buy this place?

It's a marvelous deal.

Fifty miles from Boston.

The perfect place for a private club.

I mean...

quite exclusive.

Oh, we're gonna

rebuild everything.

Of course, your father has

been skeptical from the start,

but he'll soon see I was right.

I'm going to

make it look fabulous!

Just forget the whole thing.

What, Freddy?

The architect broke

his stupid leg today.

He's at Boston Generalup

to his butt in plaster.

So, no architect,

no site review,

no trip to the island.

Never say die, Freddy.

We'll change architects.

A friend of mine told me

about the most marvelous person.

And the Taylors used

the same one

for that palace of theirs

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