- 1. That which also I delivered onto you.
- 2. The Lord Jesus, the same night
in which he was betrayed, took bread,
- 3. and when he had given thanks,
- 4. he broke it and said,
- 5. "Take. Eat.
- 6. "This is my body,
- 7. "which is broken for you,
- 8. "this do in remembrance of me."
- 9. And after the same manner
he also took the cup
- 10. when he had eaten, saying,
- 11. "This cup is the new covenant
in my blood.
- 12. "This, oft as you drink it,
in remembrance of me,
- 13. "or as often as you eat this bread
- 14. "and drink this wine,
- 15. "you do shew the Lord's death
- 16. "till he comes again."
- 17. Will you send a dinghy, please?
- 18. 'Did you hear me?
I'd like a dinghy, if you please.'
- 19. Hello, sir!
Have you lost your bearings?
- 20. 'No, sir, I don't think so.
- 21. - 'This is Summerisle, is it not?'
- It is, sir!
- 22. 'I'm right then.
Now, would you send a dinghy, please?'
- 23. I'm afraid it can't be done, sir!
This is private property!
- 24. You can't land here
without written permission!
- 25. 'I, as you can see, am a police officer.
- 26. 'A complaint has been registered
- 27. 'by a resident of this island
about a missing child.
- 28. 'Now, that makes it a police matter,
private property or not.
- 29. 'Now, will you send a dinghy, please?'
- 30. Need to tell his lordship, aye.
- 31. Good day to you, sir.
I'm the harbour master.
- 32. Sergeant Howie, West Highland police.
- 33. A missing child is always trouble.
- 34. Aye, aye, aye, for everybody.
- 35. Perhaps you would be good enough
to explain matters to his lordship.
- 36. He's most particular who lands here.
- 37. All in good time.
We, too, have our own particularities.
- 38. You know her?
Her name is Rowan Morrison.
- 39. The photo was in this letter,
posted here on Summerisle.
- 40. No, no, never seen her before.
- 41. I don't know the face either.
Do you know her, Kenny?
- 42. She doesn't belong to this island.
- 43. No, I never saw her before.
- 44. No, she doesn't belong here at all.
- 45. The letter is anonymous.
- 46. It was addressed to me personally
on the mainland.
- 47. No, cannae say I know her.
- 48. Now, now, what are you saying?
You're saying she's not from the island?
- 49. That's right. She's not from here.
- 50. You get Morrisons on Lewis
and a few on Mull. I would try there.
- 51. Thanks.
- 52. "None of us has seen May Morrison's
daughter Rowan since last year.
- 53. "She's only 12, and she's been missing
from her home for many months."
- 54. The mother's name is May Morrison.
- 55. Oh, May!
She quite slipped my memory.
- 56. Of course we've got May. She keeps
the post office in the high street.
- 57. - May Morrison? You're quite sure?
- Quite sure.
- 58. Well, thank you for your help.
- 59. That's not May's daughter, though!
- 60. No, she's not May's.
- 61. Then who is she?
- 62. - Good afternoon.
- I like your rabbits.
- 63. Those are hares,
not silly old rabbits.
- 64. Lovely March hares.
Can I help you?
- 65. - Mrs Morrison? Mrs May Morrison?
- 66. - Sergeant Howie, West Highland police.
- Oh, my!
- 67. Did you come over in that aeroplane
that I saw flying round?
- 68. - Aye, that's right.
- What, just to see me?
- 69. Well, no, not exactly. Erm...
- 70. I'm making inquiries about your daughter.
We understand that she's missing.
- 71. Missing? My daughter?
- 72. - Aye. You do have a daughter?
- 73. - And that's her?
- Oh, never.
- 74. I tell you no.
- 75. I think you'd better come with me.
- 76. This is our Myrtle.
She was nine last Thursday.
- 77. She's not a bit like the girl
in your photograph.
- 78. She must be
at least 13 or 14, surely.
- 79. Myrtle, say hello.
- 80. - This is Sergeant... Oh!
- 81. - Oh.
- Hello, Myrtle.
- 82. How do you do?
- 83. - Look, Mummy, I'm drawing a hare.
- 84. Excuse me, Sergeant.
- 85. Hello.
- 86. Here you are,
you can fill in the ears in grey.
- 87. Oh, sorry.
- 88. Thank you, Myrtle.
- 89. Myrtle, do you, erm...
do you know Rowan?
- 90. Course I do.
- 91. - You do?
- Course I do, silly.
- 92. - Uh, do you know where she is now?
- In the fields.
- 93. She runs and plays there all day.
- 94. Does she? Do you think
she'll be coming back for tea?
- 95. Tea? Hares don't have tea, silly.
- 96. Hares?
- 97. She's a hare. Rowan's a hare.
She has a lovely time.
- 98. - Well, tell me...
- Well, now, Sergeant.
- 99. You will stay and have a cup of tea,
- 100. - Oh, well, yes, yes, please.
- 101. - That's very kind of you.
- Not at all.
- 102. It must be thirsty work,
asking all those questions, eh?
- 103. Aye.
- 104. - Hello. Evening.
- 105. - Evening.
- Hello again.
- 106. - Are you the landlord here?
- Aye. I'm Alder MacGreagor.
- 107. And you must be the policeman
from the mainland.
- 108. Aye, that's right. Sergeant Howie,
West Highland constabulary.
- 109. I'm quite obviously not going
to get back to the mainland tonight,
- 110. so I wondered if you had a room
and a bite of supper I could have.
- 111. - Could you manage that?
- Aye, I think that can be arranged.
- 112. My daughter Willow will show you
to your room.
- 113. - Willow!
- 114. This is Sergeant Howie,
a policeman from the mainland,
- 115. who will be spending the night with us.
- 116. - This is my daughter, Willow.
- Good evening.
- 117. Show the Sergeant to his room,
- 118. - I'd like my supper now, please.
- It won't be long, Sergeant.
- 119. Och, you don't want to let them
- 120. Why don't you have a wee drink?
- 121. No, thank you, not just now.
- 122. I think you all ought to know that
I am here on official business.
- 123. I am here to investigate
the disappearance of a young girl...
- 124. as doubtless, the harbour master
has already told you by now.
- 125. There's the girl.
Her name is Rowan Morrison.
- 126. Would you pass that
among your customers, please?
- 127. Now, if any of you can give me
any idea as to her whereabouts,
- 128. I'd be most grateful
if you'd let me know.
- 129. No, I've not seen her.
Have you tried the mainland?
- 130. No, I've not see her.
I've not seen her at all.
- 131. No, I'm afraid
nobody's seen her, Sergeant.
- 132. Thank you. Are these
harvest festival photographs?
- 133. Aye, we have one taken
at the end of every summer.
- 134. - What happened to last year's?
- It got broke.
- 135. Your supper's ready, Sergeant.
- 136. Willow, show the Sergeant
to the dining room.
- 137. Thank you.
- 138. It's disgusting.
- 139. - Thank you.
- What's the matter, aren't you hungry?
- 140. Aye, it's just most of the food I've had,
- 141. the farmhouse soup, the potatoes,
broad beans, all come out of a can.
- 142. Broad beans, in their natural state,
aren't usually turquoise, are they?
- 143. Some things in their natural state
have the most vivid colours.
- 144. I-I-l... just wanted to know why,
- 145. Now, I wonder what
you'll be wanting for afters?
- 146. - I'll have an apple.
- No apples.
- 147. No apples? On an island famous
for its fruit and vegetables?
- 148. I expect they've all been exported.
- 149. You can have peaches and cream,
if you like.
- 150. Aye, from a can, I suppose.
- 151. All right.
- 152. Cheer up.
Food isn't everything in life, you know.
- 153. Up, up, up,
- 154. up, up, up! Up! Up!
- 155. Where?
- 156. You'll find it at the top of the stair
on your right.
- 157. Willow MacGreagor, I have the honour
to present to you Ash Buchanan.
- 158. Come up, Ash Buchanan.
- 159. Another sacrifice for Aphrodite, Willow.
- 160. You flatter me, your lordship.
- 161. Surely you mean to Aphrodite?
- 162. I make no such distinction.
- 163. You are the Goddess of Love
in human form
- 164. and I am merely your humble acolyte.
- 165. Enjoy yourself... and him.
- 166. Only, make sure you are ready
for tomorrow's tomorrow.
- 167. The day of
death and rebirth.
- 168. Yes.
- 169. And of a somewhat more
- 170. I think I could turn
and live with animals.
- 171. They are so placid and self-contained.
- 172. They do not lie awake in the dark
and weep for their sins.
- 173. They do not make me sick,
discussing their duty to God.
- 174. Not one of them kneels to another,
- 175. or to his own kind
that lived thousands of years ago.
- 176. Not one of them is 'respectable'...
- 177. or 'unhappy'...
- 178. all over the earth.
- 179. Good morning, Sergeant.
- 180. - Morning.
- Isn't it glorious?
- 181. Aye, aye, it's very nice.
- 182. I expect you'll be going home tonight?
- 183. Well, that depends.
- 184. Where's the school, please?
- 185. On the far side of the green.
- 186. Thank you.
- 187. Very well, girls. That's enough.
Now it's time to pay attention to me.
- 188. Now, uh, Daisy,
- 189. will you tell us what it is, please,
that the Maypole represents?
- 190. Really, Daisy.
You've been told often enough.
- 191. - Miss Rose, I know!
- I know!
- 192. - All right, then, anybody.
- Phallic symbol.
- 193. The phallic symbol.
That is correct.
- 194. It is the image of the penis,
- 195. which is venerated in religions
such as ours
- 196. as symbolising
the generative force in nature.
- 197. Oh, can I help you?
- 198. C-could I have a word with you,
- 199. Certainly. Girls, open your desks
and take out your exercise books.
- 200. Miss, you can be quite sure that I shall
report this to the proper authorities.
- 201. Everywhere I go on this island,
it seems to me I find degeneracy.
- 202. And there is brawling in bars,
there is indecency in public places,
- 203. and there is corruption of the young,
and now I see it all stems from here.
- 204. It stems from the filth taught here
in this very schoolroom.
- 205. I was unaware that the police had
any authority in matters of education.
- 206. Aye, aye, well,
we'll see about that.
- 207. Girls, could I have your attention,
- 208. Now, I am a police officer.
- 209. Well, as you can see.
- 210. I have come here from the mainland
- 211. to investigate
the disappearance of a young girl.
- 212. I have a photograph here...
- 213. which I would like you
to pass around amongst yourselves.
- 214. Meanwhile, I'll write her name over there
on the blackboard.
- 215. Rowan Morrison.
- 216. That's her name.
- 217. Now, do any of you recognise
either the name or the photograph?
- 218. - No.
- There's your answer, Sergeant.
- 219. If she existed, we would know her.
- 220. - Whose desk is that?
- No one's.
- 221. Thank you.
- 222. The little old beetle goes round and
round, always the same way, you see,
- 223. till he ends up right up tight
to the nail, poor old thing.
- 224. "Poor old thing"?
- 225. Then why in God's name
do you do it, girl?
- 226. I'd like to see the school register,
- 227. I'm afraid you'll have to have
Lord Summerisle's authority.
- 228. This is a police matter.
- 229. I'm afraid you'll have to have
a search warrant or permission
- 230. from Lord Summerisle himself.
- 231. I'm afraid you'll just have
to bear with me, won't you?
- 232. You're liars.
You are despicable little liars.
- 233. Rowan Morrison is
a schoolmate of yours, isn't she?
- 234. And that is her desk, isn't it?
- 235. - Well, isn't it?
- I think you ought to know...
- 236. And you are the biggest liar of all!
- 237. I warn you,
one more lie out of you,
- 238. and I will charge you with obstruction.
- 239. And, believe me, Miss Rose,
that is a promise.
- 240. Now...
- 241. for the last time,
- 242. where is Rowan Morrison?
- 243. I would like to speak
to you outside, Sergeant.
- 244. Girls, get on with your reading.
- 245. It's the "Rites and Rituals of May Day",
chapter five. I won't be long.
- 246. Well?
- 247. You don't understand, Sergeant.
Nobody was lying. I told you plainly.
- 248. If Rowan Morrison existed,
we would know of her.
- 249. You mean, she doesn't exist?
- 250. - You would say so.
- Oh, come on, come on.
- 251. She's either dead, or she's not dead.
- 252. Here, we do not use the word...
- 253. We believe that
when the human life is over,
- 254. the soul returns to trees, to air,
- 255. to fire, to water, to animals.
- 256. So that Rowan Morrison
has simply returned
- 257. to the life forces in another form.
- 258. Do you mean to say
you teach the children this stuff?
- 259. Yes. I told you,
it is what we believe.
- 260. They never learn anything
- 261. Only as a comparative religion.
- 262. The children find it
far easier to picture
- 263. reincarnation than resurrection.
- 264. Those rotting bodies
are a great stumbling block
- 265. for the childish imagination.
- 266. Why, of course.
- 267. And may I ask,
- 268. where is the rotting body
of Rowan Morrison?
- 269. Right where you'd expect it to be,
in the earth.
- 270. You mean, in the churchyard?
- 271. - In a manner of speaking...
- No! In plain speaking.
- 272. The building attached to the ground
in which the body lies
- 273. is no longer used
for Christian worship,
- 274. so whether it is still a churchyard
- 275. But forgive me. I must get back
to my girls. Good morning to you.
- 276. "Here lieth Beech Buchanan,
- 277. "protected by
the ejaculation of serpents"?
- 278. - Morning.
- 279. I see you plant trees
on most of the graves here.
- 280. - Aye, that's right.
- What tree is that?
- 281. That's a rowan.
- 282. - And who lies there?
- Rowan Morrison.
- 283. - How long has she been dead?
- Oh, six or seven months.
- 284. They're just a wee bit late
with the headstone.
- 285. What on earth's that?
It looks like a piece of skin.
- 286. - Why, so it is.
- Well, what is it?
- 287. The poor wee lassie's navel string,
- 288. Where else should it be
but hung on her own little tree?
- 289. Where does your minister live?
- 290. Minister?
- 291. "Minister"!
- 292. What a silly girl you are to make
all this fuss. It's just a little frog.
- 293. It'll do that poor sore throat good.
- 294. Anyone'd think you didn't
want to get better.
- 295. Now, in he goes!
- 296. And out he comes. There.
Now, that didn't hurt much, did it?
- 297. - It tasted horrid.
- Never mind, darling. It's all over now.
- 298. Here's your sweet for being a brave girl.
Which one would you like?
- 299. There. He's got your horrid old sore
throat now, hasn't he, poor creature?
- 300. Can't you hear him croaking?
- 301. Can I do anything for you, Sergeant?
- 302. I doubt it,
seeing you're all raving mad.
- 303. Good day.
- 304. I'd like to see
your index of deaths, please.
- 305. Do you have authority?
- 306. No, I meant from his lordship.
- 307. I don't need it.
- 308. I'm afraid you have to get permission
from Lord Summerisle.
- 309. Miss...
- 310. If you don't cooperate with me
here and now,
- 311. you may well find yourself inside
a police cell on the mainland tonight!
- 312. Have I made myself quite clear?
- 313. Please.
- 314. Thank you.
- 315. M, M, M, M...
- 316. "Benjamin and Rachel Morrison."
- 317. Rachel and Benjamin...
- 318. - Names from the Bible.
- Yes. They were very old.
- 319. But there's no record
of Rowan Morrison's death,
- 320. which means, of course,
there is no death certificate.
- 321. - Did you know her?
- Yes, of course.
- 322. - Is that her?
- Yes, that's her.
- 323. How did she die?
- 324. I don't know. I don't know
anything about her. Nothing.
- 325. Thank you.
- 326. Are you Mr Lennox,
- 327. Oh, I'm firstly a chemist,
secondly a photographer.
- 328. I understand you take the harvest
festival photographs every year.
- 329. - The ones I saw in The Green Man.
- 330. It's rather humdrum work, I'm afraid.
- 331. What happened
to last year's photograph?
- 332. Isn't it there with the others?
- 333. No, no, it's not. Apparently it's been
broken or damaged in some way.
- 334. - Oh, what a pity.
- Would you have a copy of it?
- 335. Oh, no, I don't keep copies.
- 336. Mr Lennox, you were among the people
to whom I showed the photograph
- 337. in the Green Man.
- 338. Is that the girl?
- 339. - It's difficult to say.
- Oh, come on, man!
- 340. It was only eight months ago. Surely
you remember if it was that girl or not.
- 341. Thank you.
- 342. - His lordship is expecting you, sir.
- Expecting me?
- 343. That's what his lordship told me, sir.
Would you please come this way?
- 344. In there, sir.
- 345. Good afternoon, Sergeant Howie.
- 346. I trust the sight of the young people
- 347. No, sir, it does not refresh me.
- 348. Oh, I'm sorry.
- 349. One should always be open
to the regenerative influences.
- 350. I understand you're looking
for a missing girl.
- 351. - I've found her.
- 352. In her grave. Your lordship is
a justice of the peace.
- 353. I need your permission
to exhume her body,
- 354. have it transported to the mainland
for a pathologist's report.
- 355. You suspect... foul play?
- 356. I suspect murder
and conspiracy to murder.
- 357. In that case, you must go ahead.
- 358. Your lordship seems
- 359. I'm confident your suspicions
are wrong, Sergeant.
- 360. We don't commit murder up here.
We're a deeply religious people.
- 361. Religious?
- 362. With ruined churches,
no ministers, no priests,
- 363. and children dancing naked!
- 364. They do love
their divinity lessons.
- 365. But t-they are... are naked.
- 366. Naturally. It's much too dangerous
- 367. to jump through the fire
with your clothes on.
- 368. Wh-what religion c-c-can
they possibly be learning,
- 369. jumping over bonfires?
- 370. Parthenogenesis.
- 371. What?
- 372. Literally, as Miss Rose would
doubtless say in her assiduous way,
- 373. reproduction without sexual union.
- 374. Oh, what is all this?
- 375. I mean, y-y-you've got
f-f-fake biology, fake religion.
- 376. Sir, have these children
never heard of Jesus?
- 377. Himself the son of a virgin,
impregnated, I believe, by a ghost.
- 378. Do sit down, Sergeant.
- 379. Shocks are so much better absorbed
with the knees bent.
- 380. Please.
- 381. Now, those children out there,
- 382. they're jumping through the flames
- 383. in the hope that the god of fire
will make them fruitful.
- 384. Really, you can hardly blame them.
- 385. After all, what girl would not prefer
the child of a god
- 386. to that of some acne-scarred artisan?
- 387. - And you encourage them in this?
- 388. It's most important that each
new generation born on Summerisle
- 389. be made aware that
here the old gods aren't dead.
- 390. But what of the true god
- 391. to whose glory churches
and monasteries have been built
- 392. on these islands for generations past?
- 393. Now, sir, what of him?
- 394. He's dead. He can't complain.
- 395. He had his chance,
and in the modern parlance, he blew it.
- 396. - What?
- It's very simple. Let me show you.
- 397. In the last century,
the islanders were starving.
- 398. Like our neighbours today,
they were scratching a bare subsistence
- 399. from sheep and sea.
- 400. Then in 1868, my grandfather
bought this barren island
- 401. and began to change things.
- 402. A distinguished Victorian scientist,
agronomist, free thinker.
- 403. How formidably benevolent he seems.
- 404. Essentially the face of a man
incredulous of all human good.
- 405. You're very cynical, my lord.
- 406. What attracted my grandfather
to the island,
- 407. apart from the profuse source
of wiry labour that it promised,
- 408. was the unique combination
of volcanic soil
- 409. and the warm Gulf Stream
that surrounded it.
- 410. You see, his experiments
had led him to believe
- 411. that it was possible to induce here
the successful growth
- 412. of certain new strains of fruit
that he had developed.
- 413. So, with typical mid-Victorian zeal,
he set to work.
- 414. The best way of accomplishing this,
so it seemed to him,
- 415. was to rouse the people
from their apathy
- 416. by giving them back
their joyous old gods,
- 417. and as a result of this worship,
- 418. the barren island would burgeon
and bring forth fruit in great abundance.
- 419. What he did, of course, was to develop
new cultivars of hardy fruits
- 420. suited to local conditions.
- 421. But, of course, to begin with,
- 422. they worked for him
because he fed them and clothed them,
- 423. but later, when the trees starting fruiting,
it became a very different matter.
- 424. And the ministers fled the island,
never to return.
- 425. What my grandfather
had started out of expediency,
- 426. my father continued out of... love.
- 427. He brought me up the same way,
- 428. to reverence the music and the drama
and the rituals of the old gods.
- 429. To love nature and to fear it,
- 430. and to rely on it and to appease it
- 431. - He brought me up...
- He brought you up to be a pagan!
- 432. A heathen, conceivably,
but not, I hope, an unenlightened one.
- 433. Lord Summerisle, I am interested
- the law.
- 434. But I must remind you, sir,
that despite everything you've said,
- 435. you are the subject
of a Christian country.
- 436. Now, sir, if I may have your permission
to exhume the body of Rowan Morrison.
- 437. I was under the impression
I'd already given it to you.
- 438. Ah, there's your transport.
- 439. It's been a great pleasure
meeting a Christian copper.
- 440. I found that
in Rowan Morrison's grave.
- 441. Little Rowan loved the March hares.
- 442. Hmm.
- 443. It's sacrilege!
- 444. Only if the ground is consecrated
to the Christian belief.
- 445. Personally, I think it makes
a very lovely transmutation.
- 446. I'm sure Rowan is most happy with it.
Do you not think so, Lord Summerisle?
- 447. Miss, I hope you don't think that
I can be made a fool of indefinitely.
- 448. Where is Rowan Morrison?
- 449. Why, here she is,
what remains of her physically.
- 450. Her soul, of course, may even now...
- 451. Lord Summerisle!
- 452. Where is Rowan Morrison?
- 453. Sergeant Howie, I think that...
- 454. you are supposed to be
the detective here.
- 455. A child is reported missing
on your island.
- 456. At first,
I'm told there is no such child.
- 457. I then find that there is, in fact,
but that she has been killed.
- 458. I subsequently discover that
there is no death certificate.
- 459. And now I find
that there is a grave.
- 460. There's no body.
- 461. Very perplexing for you.
- 462. What do you think could've happened?
- 463. I think Rowan Morrison
- 464. under circumstances
of pagan barbarity,
- 465. which I can scarcely bring
myself to believe
- 466. as taking place in the 20th century.
- 467. Now, it is my intention tomorrow
to return to the mainland
- 468. and report my suspicions
to the Chief Constable
- 469. of the West Highland constabulary.
- 470. And I will demand
a full inquiry takes place
- 471. into the affairs of this heathen island.
- 472. You must, of course,
do as you see fit, Sergeant.
- 473. Perhaps it's just as well that
you won't be here tomorrow,
- 474. to be offended by the sight
of our May Day celebrations here.
- 475. Broome, would you kindly
show the Sergeant out?
- 476. - This way, sir.
- 477. There's hardly any produce.
- 478. Well, that's it, the crops failed.
- 479. And it's Rowan.
Rowan and the crops failed!
- 480. Sacrifice.
- 481. 'Perhaps it's just as well
that you won't be here
- 482. 'to be offended by the sight
of our May Day celebrations tomorrow.'
- 483. Sergeant?
- 484. Wake up, Sergeant.
- 485. - What time is it?
- It's past nine.
- 486. I thought you were gonna
come and see me last night.
- 487. I invited you.
- 488. I'm engaged to be married.
- 489. Does that stop you?
- 490. Ave. Aye.
- 491. I must say,
you are a gallant fellow, Sergeant.
- 492. It's nothing personal.
- 493. Just that I don't believe in it.
- 494. Before marriage.
- 495. Suit yourself.
- 496. I expect you'll be going back today.
- 497. You don't want to be around here
on May Day.
- 498. Not the way you feel.
- 499. We carry death out of the village!
- 500. We carry death
out of the village!
- 501. We carry death out of the village!
- 502. We carry death...
- 503. "'May Day festivals...
- 504. "'Primitive man lived and died
by his harvest.
- 505. "'The purpose of his spring ceremonies
was to ensure a plentiful autumn.
- 506. "'Relics of these fertility dramas
are to be found all over Europe.
- 507. "'In Great Britain, for example,
one can still see
- 508. "'harmless versions of them danced
in obscure villages on May Day.
- 509. "'Their cast includes
many alarming characters:
- 510. "'a man-animal, or hobbyhorse,
- 511. "'who canters at the head
of the procession, charging at the girls.
- 512. "'A man-woman, the sinister teaser,
- 513. "'played by the community leader
- 514. "'And a man-fool, Punch,
- 515. "'most complex
of all the symbolic figures,
- 516. "'the privileged simpleton
and king for a day.
- 517. "'Six swordsmen follow these figures
- 518. "'and at the climax of the ceremony
lock their swords together
- 519. "'in a clear symbol of the Sun.
- 520. "'In pagan times, however, these dances
were not simply picturesque jigs.
- 521. "'They were frenzied rites
ending in a sacrifice
- 522. "'by which the dancers
- 523. "'to win over the goddess of the fields.
- 524. "'In good times, they offered produce
to the gods and slaughtered animals,
- 525. "'but in bad years,
when the harvest had been poor...
- 526. "'the sacrifice was a human being.
- 527. 'Rowan's not dead!'
- 528. "Sometimes the victim
would be drowned in the sea
- 529. "or burnt to death
in a huge sacrificial bonfire.
- 530. "Sometimes the six swordsmen
ritually beheaded the virgin."
- 531. Dear God in Heaven,
even these people can't be that mad.
- 532. "The chief priest then
skinned the child,
- 533. "and wearing the still-warmed skin
like a mantle,
- 534. "led the rejoicing crowds
through the streets.
- 535. "The priest thus represented
the goddess reborn
- 536. "and guaranteed another
successful harvest next year."
- 537. Good morning, Sergeant!
- 538. I need to get to my plane.
- 539. Oh, well, on May Day,
I'd better take you out myself.
- 540. That's it.
- 541. Here, right.
- 542. I shall be back shortly
with some more police officers.
- 543. Have a good flight, then!
- 544. Hey, you come back here!
- 545. I said, come back here!
- 546. What's the matter? Won't she go?
- 547. No. Has anyone been here?
- 548. Not to my knowledge, Sergeant.
- 549. If any of the children had been
interfering with it,
- 550. I'm sure I would've seen them.
- 551. I warn you,
you're obstructing a police officer.
- 552. I am not obstructing you, Sergeant.
- 553. You could maybe get old Sam there
to row you to the mainland.
- 554. You'd be back in a week.
- 555. Well, I'll just have to find
Rowan Morrison myself.
- 556. - Everything under control, Oak?
- Aye, my lord.
- 557. Mr MacGreagor,
- 558. I trust we aren't going to have
to let out your costume again this year.
- 559. I think I'll manage, my lord, but it does
seem to shrink a little each year.
- 560. My friends, enough now.
- 561. We shall all reassemble
outside the town hall at 3:00 sharp,
- 562. and then process through the village
and the countryside,
- 563. down to the beach
below the stones,
- 564. by the route which has become
sacred to our rite.
- 565. This year at the procession's end,
as has already been proclaimed,
- 566. a holy sacrifice will be offered up
jointly to Nuada,
- 567. our most sacred god of the sun,
- 568. and to Avellenau,
the beloved goddess of our orchards,
- 569. in order that we may furnish them
with renewed power
- 570. to quicken the growth of our crops.
- 571. - Hail the Queen of the May!
- Hail the Queen of the May!
- 572. Hail the Queen of the May!
- 573. Why, Sergeant,
I thought you'd gone back.
- 574. Mrs Morrison, I don't know
if you know it or not,
- 575. but Rowan is not dead,
they've got her hidden somewhere.
- 576. They?
- 577. If you know where she is, I beg you
to tell me now before it's too late.
- 578. - Sergeant, I've already told you...
- In the name of God, woman!
- 579. What kind of mother are you,
- 580. that can stand by and see
your own child slaughtered?
- 581. Sergeant, if I were you,
I would go back to the mainland.
- 582. Stop interfering in things
that are no concern of yours.
- 583. I am going to search every house
in this place during the next few hours,
- 584. and if anybody, including you,
stands in my way,
- 585. they'll be arrested
as accomplices to murder.
- 586. You'll simply never understand
the true nature of sacrifice.
- 587. Heathens! Bloody heathens!
- 588. - Yes?
- Take those masks off!
- 589. - No.
- Take them off!
- 590. - What do you think you're doing?
- Searching every house
- 591. for a missing child.
- 592. I-I'm sorry.
- 593. - What's that?
- The life of the fields.
- 594. John Barleycorn.
- 595. What's in here?
- 596. - What's that?
- That's my costume.
- 597. The salmon of knowledge.
- 598. Hello. You're back early.
- 599. Where are the other coppers?
- 600. There aren't any.
The plane wouldn't start.
- 601. Give me a glass of whiskey, please.
- 602. So he spent his time instead
turning the whole village upside down.
- 603. - Just give me a glass of whiskey!
- No wonder he's worn out.
- 604. Did you find the girl?
- 605. No, well, I can't say
I'm very surprised.
- 606. I'm going to rest in my bed
for half an hour.
- 607. I do not wish to be disturbed.
- 608. I'd stay there until tonight,
if I was you!
- 609. We don't much relish strangers
- 610. He's asleep.
- 611. I don't like to use it on him, really.
- 612. The laird said we're to take
no chances, didn't he?
- 613. I know, but with the Hand of Glory
there's no telling when you wake.
- 614. - He might sleep for days.
- All the better.
- 615. Shh!
- 616. We don't want him butting in.
Go on, light it up.
- 617. That'll make you sleep,
my pretty Sergeant.
- 618. I'm away to change.
We can't do without Punch.
- 619. You best get on ahead.
- 620. They've given you girls
five minutes start, haven't they?
- 621. Good bye.
- 622. What's the matter with you,
MacGreagor? You call that dancing?
- 623. Cut some capers, man.
Use your bladder!
- 624. Play the fool.
That's what you're here for.
- 625. I suppose you've been getting drunk
at your own bar.
- 626. That's more like it!
- 627. Good, good!
- 628. - Chop!
- Chop! Chop! Chop!
- 629. Chop! Chop! Chop!
- 630. Everyone must go through,
- 631. It's a game of chance, remember.
- 632. Chop! Chop! Chop!
- 633. It's Holly. Well done!
- 634. It's wee Holly.
- 635. - Now, my friends, to the beach.
- To the beach!
- 636. O god of the sea,
I offer you this ale as a libation,
- 637. that you may bestow upon us
in the year to come
- 638. the rich and diverse fruits
of your kingdom.
- 639. Hail, god of the seas!
- 640. Accept our offering!
- 641. And now,
for our more dreadful sacrifice
- 642. for those who command
the fruit of the Earth.
- 643. It's Rowan.
- 644. What's the matter, Mr MacGreagor?
- 645. Now, don't be frightened.
I'm a police officer.
- 646. - I've got to try and get you away.
- Hurry, please.
- 647. I don't like it here. They're coming.
You know what they're going to do?
- 648. I know what they're going to do.
Come on, come on. Hurry, hurry!
- 649. We can escape through the cave.
I know the way.
- 650. Quickly.
- 651. That's the way out, up there.
- 652. Come on. It's through a big tunnel.
- 653. We seem to have lost
our torch-bearing friends.
- 654. I'm sorry. It was worse
than I remembered it.
- 655. - Did I do it right?
- You did it beautifully.
- 656. Dear little Rowan.
- 657. Rowan, darling! Come on, now.
- 658. Welcome, fool.
- 659. You have come of your own free will
to the appointed place.
- 660. The game's over.
- 661. Game? What game?
- 662. The game of the hunted
leading the hunter.
- 663. You came here
to find Rowan Morrison,
- 664. but it is we who have found you
and brought you here,
- 665. and controlled your every thought
and action since you arrived.
- 666. Principally,
we persuaded you to think
- 667. that Rowan Morrison
was being held as a sacrifice
- 668. because our crops failed last year.
- 669. I know your crops failed.
I saw the harvest photograph.
- 670. Oh, yes. They failed, all right.
- 671. For the first time
since my grandfather came here.
- 672. The blossom came, but the fruit
withered and died on the bough.
- 673. That must not happen again this year.
- 674. It is our most earnest belief that
the best way of preventing this
- 675. is to offer to our god of the sun
and to the goddess of our orchards
- 676. the most acceptable sacrifice
that lies in our power.
- 677. Animals are fine,
but their acceptability is limited.
- 678. A little child is even better,
but not nearly as effective
- 679. as the right kind of adult.
- 680. What do you mean,
"right kind of adult"?
- 681. You, Sergeant,
are the right kind of adult,
- 682. as our painstaking researches
- 683. You, uniquely,
were the one we needed.
- 684. A man who would come here
of his own free will.
- 685. A man who has come here
with the power of a king
- 686. by representing the law.
- 687. A man who would come here
as a virgin.
- 688. A man who has come here
as a fool.
- 689. Get out of my way.
- 690. You are the fool, Mr Howie.
- 691. Punch, one of the great
fool-victims of history.
- 692. For you have accepted
the role of king for a day,
- 693. and who but a fool would do that?
- 694. But you will be revered
and anointed as a king.
- 695. You will undergo death and rebirth,
- 696. resurrection, if you like.
- 697. The rebirth, sadly, will not be yours,
- 698. but that of our crops.
- 699. I am a Christian,
- 700. and as a Christian,
I hope for resurrection.
- 701. And even if you kill me now,
- 702. it is I who will live again,
not your damned apples.
- 703. No matter what you do,
- 704. you can't change the fact
- 705. that I believe in the life eternal,
- 706. as promised to us
by Our Lord, Jesus Christ.
- 707. As promised to us
by Our Lord, Jesus Christ!
- 708. That is good,
for believing what you do,
- 709. we confer upon you
a rare gift these days,
- 710. a martyr's death.
- 711. You will not only have life eternal,
- 712. but you will sit with the saints
among the elect.
- 713. Come.
- 714. It is time to keep your appointment
with The Wicker Man.
- 715. Now, wait!
- 716. Now, all of you,
just wait and listen to me.
- 717. And you can wrap it up any way you like.
You are about to commit murder.
- 718. Can you not see?
There is no sun god.
- 719. There is no goddess of the fields.
- 720. Your crops failed
because your strains failed.
- 721. Fruit is not meant to be grown
on these islands. It's against nature.
- 722. Don't you see that killing me is not
going to bring back your apples?
- 723. Summerisle, you know it won't.
- 724. Go on, man.
Tell them. Tell them it won't!
- 725. I know it will.
- 726. Well, don't you understand that
if your crops fail this year,
- 727. next year you're going to have
to have another blood sacrifice?
- 728. And next year, no one less than
the king of Summerisle himself will do.
- 729. If the crops fail, Summerisle,
- 730. next year your people will kill you
on May Day.
- 731. They will not fail.
- 732. The sacrifice of the willing king,
like virgin fool, will be accepted.
- 733. But don't you see, I'll be missed?
They'll come looking for me!
- 734. There will be no traces.
Bring him up, Oak.
- 735. - Go on.
- No! No!
- 736. Think! Just think what you're doing!
- 737. Think what you're doing! Think!
- 738. In the name of God,
think what you're doing!
- 739. Oh, God! Oh, Jesus Christ!
- 740. Oh, my God! Christ!
- 741. No, no, dear God!
- 742. No! No!
- 743. Mighty god of the sun,
bountiful goddess of our orchards,
- 744. accept our sacrifice
and make our blossoms fruit.
- 745. Mighty god of the sun,
bountiful goddess of our orchards...
- 746. Hear ye the words of the Lord!
- 747. - ... and make our blossoms fruit.
- Awake, ye heathens, and hold!
- 748. It is the Lord who hath
laid waste your orchards!
- 749. - It is he who hath made them bare!
- Reverence the sacrifice.
- 750. Because the truth is withered away
from the sons of men!
- 751. Desire shall fail!
- 752. And ye shall all die...
- 753. accursed!
- 754. Oh, God!
- 755. Oh, God.
- 756. who will today depart
from this world.
- 757. Do not deliver me
into the enemy's hands...
- 758. or put me out of mind forever.
- 759. Let me not undergo the real pains of hell,
dear God, because I die unshriven.
- 760. which knows no ending.
- 761. our lord.
- 762. Jesus!
- 763. Jesus!