(skateboard rolling)
(acoustic piano music)
(flash explodes)
(acoustic piano music)
(flash explodes)
(acoustic piano music)
(flash explodes)
(acoustic piano music)
(flash explodes)
(acoustic piano music)
(flash explodes)
(dramatic music)
(audience applauding)
[Man] Angelica!
(whistling)
[Man] Please, angel!
Your mother sent me down. She wants to see you.
(louder applause)
[Man] Brava!
[Anne] So, you've grown to like the play then?
It's melodramatic claptrap,
and the Provinces are tiresome,
but it pays.
And there are a few, even out here.
All married?
One assumes.
Well, you know what Doctor Freud
would have to say about that.
Yeah, well, that worked out just fine, didn't it?
If papa hadn't run off, I'd never have you
for an Auntie.
A mother, really.
(laughs) My angel.
And a far more entertaining one.
No, no.
You didn't know her before.
(rolling thunder)
[Nora] Come on, come on.
You'll catch your death in the cold.
I'm so sorry, dear.
It's no night to travel I know, but
your mother simply could not be dissuaded.
She had to see her Angelica straightaway.
[Angelica] And how is she, Nora?
I've never seen her in such a state.
(yelling in the distance)
Why don't you make us all a nice cup of tea?
Right.
She's coming, Mum, coming right up.
Angelica, wait, angel.
Her mind's not what it was.
No no listen, she has become more troubled
by the past and by imaginings.
[Constance] I'm dying, Angelica.
No, you're not.
Mama, you're young still and healthy.
I must tell you I must clear my conscious.
Constance, it's after midnight.
Can't your conscious wait until the morning?
[Constance] I won't live to see the sun rise.
I'll fetch her a sleeping draught.
I'm staying tonight, Mama, and all day tomorrow.
You sleep now.
It's about your father.
(thunder rolling)
He did not abandon us, he did not disappear.
It is not precisely as I've always told you.
I love you more than life, Angelica.
I know.
If you stopped loving me I must tell you all of it.
Go on Mama, go on.
(thunder rolling)
The day I met your father I was so young, so young.
(contemplative music)
[Pendleton] Mr. Bartone sir, welcome.
It's Barton now Pendleton, officially.
And I should like stationary to reflect it.
[Pendleton] Of course.
Also pen nibs, ink, and...
You're new here.
I am sir.
Well, then, congratulations
from one of Mr. Pendleton's customers
you are a most welcome presence.
Constance, assist Mr. Barton if you please.
Of course.
Shall Mr. Pendleton deliver your stationary when it is ready?
No, I shall come myself.
[Constance] It cannot be.
[Joseph] Absolute truth.
But the book you had me read, the naturalist fellow,
the Beagle fellow, he says, "We are well behaved apes."
It was you who believed this and now you say the opposite.
Not the opposite.
Merely to point out the limits of it.
Just as we eat more than bananas
in other ways clearly we are not Apes.
And in this, this how to call it this
distribution of desire we British are unlike say
the French who otherwise so outwardly resemble us.
But you are Italian.
British, my dear, as much as you.
We are British because of how we act,
the manner in which we temper our apish appetites.
(carnival music in distance)
Welcome to the biggest and funniest Clark's circus.
Come see curiosities from all corners of the globe.
The snake charmer, Eve, she consorts with the Earth's
lowliest and most abominable creature.
The young Maharaja of Punjab, every inch of him
painfully tattooed, husband to 50 wives.
(grunting)
He's fathered 100 sons!
[Joseph] How dare you.
[Caller] Krao, the missing link, half ape and half man.
[Constance] Does it not make your very skin creep?
Yes, when I think of the fools who believe in such things.
There it is Mr. Barton, that is a photograph.
You may believe what you see with your own eyes may you not?
I believe what I see you in Miss Douglas dear,
your sweet beauty and noble simplicity.
I should have told you, I'm an orphan.
First my siblings, they wasted away and
finally to be a mother is to be sentenced simply
to watch never to prevent only to wait
for something horrible to happen to your child.
(clock tower ringing)
One after another they melted away from her and she...
(horse neighing)
and then she too was taken, then father was...
They slept too deeply, all of them.
[Joseph] These are your enemies.
These are the beasts that steal lives.
These?
Stole them all?
[Joseph] I expect so.
How ever are doctors expected
to catch such tiny devils as these?
They cannot be caught.
One can only deny them the conditions
that favor their growth.
Might you discover an end to all sickness?
We might.
We very well might.
Then, what would we do?
Would we all live forever?
Miss Douglas,
you have no protector, none at all.
Will you have me as protector?
Will you?
Will you show me your place of work?
The laboratory is no place for a woman, Con.
Some day?
Some day, perhaps.
He will be my life's adventure.
He's a man, Connie.
Most hide no more mystery in them than that chair.
My life's adventure.
Come inside, my dear.
Are you afraid of your Joseph?
You are so lovely.
Constance.
(heavy breathing) (moaning)
Who's a darling, darling girl?
(heavy breathing) (moaning)
(speaking in foreign language)
[Driver] Hold up there.
Easy now.
There you are boy, hold up.
(contemplative music)
Joseph.
(contemplative music)
Has not Nora done a fine job
of making a home while we've been away?
I suppose you'll be wanting to take your pleasure now.
(contemplative music)
Get it over and done with.
You'll be hounding me until night fall
and again after dark,
disturbing my slumber in the middle of the night.
It's no wonder I'm idle all day.
Nora will find me most useless.
Let's not talk about Nora.
(contemplative music)
I'm wanted at the laboratory my love.
You will make life safe for our children.
I know it.
Indeed.
That is our one aim.
(muttering)
But, you're not, of course you are.
You're the girl from Pendleton's.
You are exquisite.
But, I will never forgive James Pendleton
if he has reduced you to making deliveries.
No, no I reside here now.
I married Mr. Joseph Barton.
Indeed.
Counter jumper.
[Constance] Then it's true. You might have done better.
Do you know why I married you Con?
For the same reason I hope you married me.
For love.
Like in the fairy stories.
Like in the fairy stories my dear.
[Midwife] You gotta push now, you gotta push.
(screaming in pain)
[Nora] Yet there's something wrong.
You can do it.
(all talking at once)
Pushing will no longer do.
For God's sake drape her.
You are no longer needed. Get us some tea.
Yes doctor.
Fetch more towels to soak up the blood.
(screaming in pain)
I cannot guarantee the life of either mother or child.
Don't give up madam, don't give up.
You'll marry again, a woman of strong constitution
with moral rectitude.
It has nothing to do with morality.
For mercies sake, have you no chloroform?
Indeed not, sir.
It is barbaric.
Push madam push, push madam push, push.
(screaming in pain)
You've done it madam, you've done it, it's a girl.
Oh madam, a girl.
(baby crying)
You are very fortunate to be alive,
you and your child both.
God does not intend all women to be mothers.
You must not risk it again.
How not?
You are to desist entirely.
Find your pleasure elsewhere.
(contemplative music)
It is not your fault.
(baby crying)
(thunder rolling)
(baby crying)
My sweetie.
Come my sweetheart.
Let's give your sweet mother a rest.
Nora leave her here, Nora.
[Nora] You know who misses you?
Your dolly.
Baby.
Mama.
Come here baby, over here.
The wolf leapt in and licked his lips
and growled from deep in his throat.
Time to sleep, my darling.
Angelica, come to me please.
Obey your papa.
Time for bed, thank you.
(contemplative music)
Careful.
Lie down.
(baby cries)
The baby.
The doctor told us not to.
Do not worry.
(gasping)
I won't, I won't.
(gasping)
Forgive me, I don't know.
(bells ringing)
Angelica.
It's time to go home.
Nora has promised us a fine... (gasps in pain)
(groaning in pain)
Do you wish your surviving daughter to be motherless do you?
But what can I do?
I told her at the girl's birth.
You must make of yourself a (speaking in foreign language)
A closed garden do you understand?
Unless you find it to great a strain
on a lascivious and intemperate will.
God no.
You pursue your own desire at your family's expense.
But my husband...
I will have a word with Mr. Barton.
(door opens)
Good evening, sir.
Your wife will live by the grace of God.
Now it may take several months
before the wife's health is restored.
How is Angelica?
Well, Con, with Nora.
Bring her to me.
Your strength, dear.
Angelica is my strength.
(acoustic piano music)
Where's Nora?
It is her monthly day away, my love.
Seems to come around nearly every week.
Angelica, that is not a toy!
Your father fought very bravely in darkest Africa.
He was awarded this for courage.
Sorry, Mama.
[Man] You've an even more morose expression than usual.
I will not tire you with my domestic trials.
Joe?
She shuns me.
Then how often are you calling on our tender friends?
I do not consort with them and neither should you.
Now come.
You tell me your wife refuses to participate
up to one's reasonable contractual expectation...
She has been...
I know.
I know, her health.
All the more reason not to play, Pope.
An undignified brutish pursuit
of a very fleeting pleasure.
[Man] Do you know other kinds?
I have suffered this insult too long.
Angelica sleeps in her nursery tonight.
The young man climbed up onto the swan's back,
then the swan spread it's great
blue wings and flew up into the sky
and they never did come back to Earth.
And the naughty tinker never saw his family again.
See, there he is.
The young man is flying.
[Angelica] I see him.
Shall I stay with you, my dove?
Until you fall asleep?
No thank you, Mama.
The princess desires her solitudery.
Very well, my love.
Shall I leave the door open?
No thank you, Mama.
(contemplative music)
(jumping on bed)
Mama, Mama, Mama Mama, Mama, Mama.
You slept here with me. In her chair.
I did.
You were asleep and I woke you.
Shh. Hush mouse, you'll wake Papa.
Or shall we rouse him?
No, no. Mamma and baby.
You went to her. Slept there the whole night.
She cried out to me.
And when you do not come,
she will learn to comfort herself.
Comfort herself?
I can not recall opening a debate on the point.
There.
I know, Mama.
(door opens)
(Constance gasping)
(Angelica screams)
[Joseph] What sort of a welcome is that?
- A monkey. - Don't touch it. Oh wow!
Papa, is he ours?
[Joseph] No, he is only come for a brief visit.
Is he quite tame?
[Joseph] Friendly even.
Oh it's gentle.
Hello little sir.
[Angelica] He's very funny, Papa.
Where ever did you find him, London Zoo?
No, no.
A colleague.
Hello little sir.
He's quite handsome.
What is his name?
I do not know.
[Angelica] Can't we keep him?
No dear, as you hear he has his own home.
And he must go back to it.
[Angelica] You must visit us again very soon.
(contemplative music)
Oh my darling.
My love.
Go back to sleep.
Oh dearest Con.
We have been torn asunder by doctors and fear and
that is no way for us to live.
(heavy breathing)
Go, I release you...
to seek elsewhere what you must.
Oh no, Con, no.
There are solutions to our predicament, other solutions.
I will not allow any harm to come to you, you know that.
There are other ways a man and wife may repair this breach.
There is, for example..
(heavy breathing) this.
with the tongue, Con, and the lips.
No danger, there is no danger in this.
You are my only Con.
And the tongue. (gasps)
Oh yes, like that.
(Constance coughing)
We have been tested, both of us.
When we are apart in our hearts
the space is filled with cold dark thoughts.
(Angelica crying)
Do you hear?
Do you not hear?
(Angelica gagging)
My darling, my darling.
What is it?
Oh baby, oh. (shushing)
(Angelica gagging)
Oh baby, you're choking.
It's choking.
(Angelica coughs and cries)
It's not possible.
[Angelica] A lovely breakfast, Princess, you see.
Try a bit of this.
Have you ever had a better breakfast, Princess?
Even at your palace?
(heavy gasp)
(contemplative music)
We must always use our...
Is Papa a sailor?
No, he was a soldier once, but now he works.
What is work?
Work is what every man must do.
What must Papa do?
He must care for us and protect us.
He must cure disease.
Would you like to visit Papa's laboratory?
Perhaps we could go and visit him one day soon.
(contemplative music) (overlapping voices)
Doctor Joseph Barton?
Yes, just down there.
Doctor Barton's laboratory?
The doctors' entrance is down the passage on the right.
(dogs barking)
Madam?
Is this Doctor Barton's laboratory?
Visitors are generally not permitted.
He is my husband and he is a senior man.
(distant chattering)
We are able to detect
29 different functions across the cortex.
(Angelica clears her throat)
What on Earth has brought you here?
It's a surprise.
[Joseph] You may not at first understand.
(monkey chattering)
(puppies whining)
(animals whining louder)
I don't understand.
(dog barking)
(heart beating)
I thought...
This is all...
All this time you've kept it from me.
They are not suffering, they are not capable.
Can you not see with your own eyes?
There are pox today that no longer threaten Angelica.
Do not mention her name in this room.
(animals chattering loudly)
Constance, Constance, come back.
[Angelica] How do you bear it?
It is no burden to produce the benefits of science.
(muttering)
Go home, Constance.
(dramatic music)
Does your heart not break?
Not at all?
(dramatic music)
(crowd chatting)
(dramatic music)
(door opens)
Angelica?
You mustn't sleep like that, my love.
You mustn't. You mustn't leave me.
You frightened me.
You weren't breathing.
Hold your mama.
I'm sorry Mama.
(heavy rain)
(unidentified noises)
(clock ticking)
(unidentified noises)
(suspenseful music)
(door slams) (Constance gasps)
(suspenseful music)
(heavy breathing)
Joseph, Joseph.
I have seen something in the nursery.
Come please.
(suspenseful music)
It was right there.
It seemed to be leering directly at her.
But then it flew into the wardrobe here.
And here.
It's still wet.
It was wet.
What do you suppose it was?
I cannot say.
A form,
diseased,
flying.
- Constance. - A diseased flying...
Come to bed before you wake the child.
And leave her exposed?
There is nothing here at present, do you concur?
Angelica is safe, my dear.
Come.
Come to bed.
How did you sleep, Angelica?
Well, Papa.
No visitors in the night?
Last night, just one.
Mama.
She was part of the night, but
then she went into her own bed I think.
She visits you in the night
because she is worried for you.
Need mother worry do you think Angelica?
I think this is right she worry.
It is what mothers do.
(acoustic piano music)
(Joseph breathing heavy)
(mutters)
(Joseph gasping)
(bells ringing)
(door opening)
(suspenseful music)
(heavy breathing)
Mama, you are here.
Sometimes you are not here.
I'm sorry for those times.
Might we walk in the park today?
If it pleases you.
We shall run in the park today.
Mama?
Did you see the flying man?
(suspenseful music)
I think I did.
Will you tell me about him?
Sometimes he's pink and sometimes blue.
Did he hurt you?
Do you think he will?
No, no he will never hurt you because I will protect you.
I love you so much let me see your beautiful face.
I swear I will.
What is the matter now?
One can scarcely catch one's breath in this house.
You seem bent on maintaining chaos.
I saw him.
Have you seen nothing?
Does nothing feel out of balance?
I hesitate to answer.
I suspect you'll appreciate neither my words nor my tone.
I saw it again last night something hovering over her.
She has seen it too.
Floating, a stream of blue light, an apparition.
It meant to do a specific masculine harm visibly.
My God, you put in her head this notion.
No, I did nothing of the sort.
I was silent and she said to me
she had seen plainly and precisely what I'd seen.
So you confirmed her infantile fantasy.
What fancy if we both have seen it?
Have you truly not?
Seen blue lights?
Hovering masculine dangers?
You spout nonsense and she mimics you.
And you take her mimicry for wisdom.
For God's sake, have Dr. Willette give you a sleeping draught.
(door opens and closes)
(Constance crying)
Madam.
Oh madam, I'm so sorry.
Please, would you need a kerchief?
If I might be of any help.
I know, I know it is not my place of course.
Nora, please sit here next to me.
Madam, if there's anything in my power.
Something has hurt Angelica.
I saw it again there last night as plain as I see you now.
It is unspeakable what it wants.
Madam.
I fear to speak but...
Do you know someone?
Oh, Nora.
This woman, she understands all them dark things.
But she's as fearless as any man.
I can fetch her.
Please, yes.
Come tell her I am in desperate need.
Just bring her here at once.
And if there's some Mr. Barton inquires
just I don't know just tell him, don't tell him anything.
(rain falling)
(suspenseful music)
(baby crying)
[Nora] The usual terms of course, Annie.
What precisely is the disturbance?
I don't know.
Blue light, a floating man, I ain't never seen it.
Any-who what's it to you?
The woman's got banshees, you come in and you
wave your parsley all about and that's it isn't it?
And I get my 20%.
[Joseph] Do you know that crocodiles look today
just as they looked when dinosaurs trod the Earth?
Whereas other animals have transformed
so as to be scarcely recognizable.
Man for instance.
[Angelica] Man is an animal?
[Joseph] Man and woman both.
We were animals, now we are something higher, nobler.
[Angelica] Why do crocodiles weep?
[Joseph] They do not weep.
That is a folk story.
Do forgive the chops.
I'm afraid I've lost my touch after so many years of
little practice.
It is perfectly edible my dear.
Nora will be healed one hopes by breakfast time.
(thunder rolling)
(rain falling)
(door opens and closes)
Madam, you startled me.
Well, this is Mrs. Montague as I described.
And you are Mrs. Barton?
Of course you are.
You poor lovely creature.
I am grateful for your...
Are you not sleeping well, my dear?
I must appear dreadful.
On the contrary, only somewhat fatigued.
You must forgive my making a personal remark.
I find it very difficult to hide
my feelings from people I like.
Do you know me so soon?
Come.
Give us your hand.
Well, please come in.
Take my hand and lead me in Mrs. Barton.
The evil that troubles your home
must see that I am your invited guest.
I am so relieved to have your council.
Precisely.
Two women together can withstand quite anything.
Oh he's very handsome.
Yes.
And his profession?
Your home is very elegant and enviable.
- Mrs. Montague. - Thank you.
He is a scientist.
He seeks to find the cause of disease in animals.
A veterinarian?
No.
I mean.
He looks inside of animals
to find the cause of all disease.
A vivisectionist?
He has arguments to defend his actions.
Men cannot help their natures, Mrs. Barton
we must not fault them.
Nora, leave us.
Now, your walls sing with the unseen.
I'm at your service.
Mrs. Barton, I have heard all manner of horrors
in my years helping ladies such as yourself.
I cannot be shocked.
I am also, I wish to make this clear in every way,
not a man.
I do not think like a man and nor do I wish to.
So do not tell me what you know or what you can prove.
Tell me what you feel, from the beginning.
Something seems to have snapped,
fractured in him.
His appetites, his desires seem...
There are cracks all over the house.
Here, in this dish.
And there, oh and there, and here
into which that unholy thing fled.
(bell ringing)
(bell stops ringing)
You see, you see?
(Angelica gasps)
I tried to please him
at a cost that I cannot ever forgive.
Well of course you will forgive,
you are a woman and a wife.
My child suffers pain at the precise moment
I am submissive to my husband.
Do you understand?
I do.
He compels you then?
No he,
he compels me to compel myself.
Or I compel him to compel me and
it pleases a part of me.
That is beyond my control.
And I am powerless to resist and
my child's screaming.
Mrs. Barton, Mrs. Barton. (shushing)
You are a brave fine girl.
And we will clear these noxious airs
from your beautiful home and all be well I promise.
Annie, it is just like I said.
She's nothing like you said.
[Nora] Whatcha mean?
You should consider yourself lucky
to be in such a fine lady's employ.
(footsteps approaching)
Courage, my dear, and above all,
faith in your own pure innocence.
(contemplative music)
[Constance] All right, All right. (laughing)
Beloved Angelica.
[Constance] Say hello to the nice lady.
[Angelica] Mama?
Go on.
She's true to her name.
[Angelica] Walter, Walter.
The night passed without incident.
I am relieved beyond reckoning.
Your spells and protections have succeeded.
I shall pay you your fee Mrs. Montague for...
Oh, oh Mrs. Barton.
Oh my dear, we have only just begun.
Last nights respite may mean we are on the correct path
or it may mean nothing at all.
[Angelica] And you try and catch me.
You do have a responsibility to your husband,
but it is not to bear child after child,
and nor is it to pander to his every hourly whim
like some poor slave girl in a sheik's harem.
Husband's are not meant to burn like youths,
defiling their surroundings with their bottomless thirsts.
No, no, we mean for our men to unleash,
with haste and as much modesty
and shame as they can possibly muster,
those inclinations, a few times,
for the multiplication of our race,
and then tame them.
[Constance] You're so well spoken, Mrs. Montague.
Where did you learn such eloquence?
My education was in the theater.
An actress.
For a time.
Do you disapprove?
Mama, Mama Mama, the flying man is in the forest.
He flew on the back of a swan.
They chased me, but they got caught in a tree branch.
You must never tell lies, child.
Quite so quite so, but then again
you must never fear telling the truth.
Now dear.
Let us discuss this as three ladies.
Did you truly see him in the trees just now?
I do not like it when you are frightened.
I do not suppose that you do.
Will you protect Mama and me?
I will indeed.
(birds singing)
(door opens)
I am to York overnight, Mrs. Barton.
(door closes)
I love Papa.
He loves you as well, my darling.
I do not doubt.
(acoustic piano music)
She's quite asleep.
Oh my dear, what a splendid table.
Come sit.
We mustn't let Nora's soup get cold.
(acoustic piano music)
(giggling)
That is magnificent.
Is that crab?
You treat me like a royal.
Like a dear friend.
Have you ever wondered why it is that women should appear to glide?
It's quite simple really.
You see if we glide, then we have no legs.
And if we have no legs, then men need not
be tormented by the thought of our legs.
But here, but amongst ourselves...
Anywhere really that women live free of men
they live with legs.
(acoustic piano music)
(both laughing)
Lord have mercy.
What the Devil?
Well me ladies, I thought you might enjoy
a sip of the masters port wine to go with the cheese.
Will he not detect it's depletion?
He never has before, madam.
Oh my.
All right.
(all laughing)
Tomorrow he returns.
If the night should pass without incident
and does that not prove his role?
Well, perhaps not.
Certainly the thing is not your husband in body.
You see, evil may be projected without
will or even without knowledge.
(contemplative music)
Sleep my dear, you're in terrible need of it.
I will keep watch, be assured.
Sleep.
Bless you.
Dearest?
(screeching)
(door rattling loudly)
(wind blowing loudly) (bell ringing)
Our father, which art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come thy will be done
on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses as we
forgive those who trespass against us
and lead us not into temptation.
Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
Our father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come thy will be done
on Earth as it is in Heaven.
And forgive us our trespasses as we
forgive those who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
You have allowed this crisis to fester beyond all bounds.
Now you talk of shattered nerves,
ennui, neurasthenia, and hallucination.
Truth be told, none of this is terribly uncommon,
Barton, in women of your wife's class.
Now, in your sorry case your wife is determined
to let herself go it appears.
And with that surrender of character
she has exposed you, your home, and your child
to a grave infection.
And I fear we are past the point of easy treatment.
(acoustic piano music)
Madam.
Am I permitted out of my own home, dearest Nora?
Sir was quite plain about your need for peace. Rest today.
Can you fetch Annie for me?
Please don't ask me to do what I can't.
I could do your work while you brought her.
He need never know.
(acoustic piano music)
Please madam.
I see.
(Angelica babbling)
(knocking on door) (door opens)
[Nora] Madam.
[Constance] Get out.
Please madam.
This will calm your nerves as sir requested.
You drink it.
You deserve the rest you wretch.
If I could at least report to Mr. Barton
that I gave it to you Mum, please.
All right.
Give it here then.
(door closes)
(fire hissing)
(creatures moving)
(ominous music)
(gasping)
(mutters)
No.
Here,
have me.
Am I not to your liking?
Yes here.
(Angelica gasping and moaning)
No, no, no, no, no. (screaming in pain)
Nora, Nora!
Nora tell me, where is she?
(glass breaks) (all screaming)
Please tell me where she lives, please just tell me.
It's all right, it's all right.
Madam, what happened to you for God's sakes?
What happened?
Please Nora.
Who?
I will repay you.
I will repay you please don't tell him where I've gone.
Don't go, don't go, don't go.
Her address now!
(thunder rolling)
Carriage!
(dramatic music)
(muttering)
[Constance] I can't, I can't, it's just...
You don't understand, my god.
It just keeps coming for her
and it will keep coming for her again and again
and again and again.
Anne, if I murder myself, will it end?
No, no I know it will not,
because it just keep coming for her.
Anne, please, please, he will never find us.
Of course he will.
Please, I promise he can't find us.
We'll stay and we will live together.
- Shh. - Please.
My dear. We will end this, we will.
This must end. It must.
Constance, Constance?
This is what I dreamed of.
To awaken in your arms.
You've only got a few minutes.
There's a carriage waiting outside.
Where?
No, no, you know you must.
I can't.
You must.
What if he wakes up and finds that you've fled?
He will track you down.
He will take Angelica.
He will most likely send you to bedlam.
Constance, you must return home and you must play your part.
I will come to you.
He will not allow you through the door.
I will find a way. We will destroy this demon together.
And we will restore peace to your home.
It is too late for that.
Do you remember the tenderness with which
you showed me his likeness here in your locket?
Do you recall?
I loved him dearly once.
And you will again, but until then you must have courage.
You must be bold and fear not.
I will make you proud.
You have again exhausted yourself.
Asleep in the chair.
She cried out to me in the night.
I should have returned to you I know.
You should have done,
but as you say the child needed you.
She did.
And you spent all night in this chair?
Yes.
Here?
Where is Angelica?
She is with Nora.
She had very odd dreams.
She shall adjust in time, as you say.
You'll want another days rest at least.
I shall instruct Nora.
[Angelica] Mama!
Oh my goodness.
Madam you look so lovely.
Come Mama, sit with us.
I'm sorry to be late for tea.
Is the Princess Elizabeth very offended do you think?
(door closes)
Constance, here is a colleague I have long intended
you to meet, Dr. Douglas Miles.
How delighted I am to meet you, Dr. Miles.
My dearest, pleasure to have you home so soon.
Nora, take the child and bring some tea for our guest.
Right away, Mum.
I must compliment you, Mrs. Barton
on your sense of decoration.
Constance, please make Dr. Miles comfortable.
I unfortunately have forgotten, my apologies.
(door open and closes)
Poor dear.
I hope you will excuse an old man's curiosity.
Well, a friends curiosity.
I hope you will see me as a friend.
Of course.
Now most wives have some permissible complaint to make
and please be assured of my absolute discretion.
Well, I do have one complaint.
Joseph works such long hours
I have not enough the pleasure of his company.
Have you any worries?
Do you fear him?
What an amusing question.
Why ever should I have any fear of...?
Mr. Barton told me that you saw his work.
Did that upset you?
It may well disorient one.
Do I seem disoriented, Dr. Miles?
Joseph's work is of vital import.
But you cannot ask me to explain it very well.
I only know how proud I am of his efforts.
Will you have another piece of cake, Doctor?
Yes, thank you.
You are queen of the domestic arts.
I wonder what it is he forgot.
You know, there are times when you may excuse
yourself for requiring a rest.
I know very well how women toil on our behalf
under emotional burdens that are quite unknown to us.
A time away to refresh ones spirits
could be arranged in a trice just for the asking.
A rest?
What English woman could accept such unmerited charity
when our husbands have withstood
sufferings we soft women have not?
To crave rest, I should find it a disgrace.
If I may speak plainly as a friend Doctor.
Do you think I could speak with your daughter?
It would be an honor
to display her conversation.
Perfection, Angelica Barton, you truly are
a small duplicate of your gracious mother.
Thank you, sir.
Mama is a very lovely.
I think I have, let me see, yes I do.
I have a piece of very special licorice
for the little girl who can tell me
how was it that your bedroom caught fire?
When we cause accidents we confess promptly.
Mama tripped upon my doll and I truly am sorry, sir.
A wise child.
And you Mrs. Barton, you're a delightful hostess.
And I fear I've taken up too much of your time.
I cannot imagine what is keeping him.
Oh no matter.
Mrs. Barton, you have a husband
who concerns himself with your health.
(contemplative music)
Be bold
and the man will be restored to you.
Courage.
My angel.
No more fear.
I will restore our papa.
And all will be well in the morning.
(somber music)
(bells ringing)
(Constance breathing heavily)
Con?
(Constance breathing heavy and moaning)
Constance, you are so lovely.
I have waited so long, so long for this.
Oh my God. (speaks foreign language)
Yes. (moans)
(knife enters flesh)
(groaning in pain)
No.
No!
Oh my God!
My God.
My love.
My only love.
(heavy breathing)
(dramatic music)
I know that damnation awaits me for what I've done.
For what I've made you believe and I am prepared for it.
If only you will forgive me, Angelica.
[Anne] Angel, angel, her minds not what it...
I don't know what to believe.
[Constance] Forgive me, Angelica.
Anne, Nora.
[Nora] It's all right, Mum.
Angelica, angel, she's not in the right mind.
This is different, Anne.
I remember now the fire.
And the man with the licorice.
Your father did disappear as we've always told you.
[Nora] Annie, give us a hand, will ya?
We're gonna get you out of bed now.
Annie!
(somber music)
(indistinct chatting)
[Anne] Constance, look how you've worked yourself up.
Come on, dear.
(somber music)
Jesus, all right you've got the feet.
(thunder rolling)
Oh my God.
(grunting)
(Joseph's head thumping on stairs)
[Anne] Come on dear, there.
(somber music)
Constance.
There's a good girl.
(somber music)
[Constance] Annie.
[Nora] Gently.
(somber music)
(somber music continues)