(insects chirping)
(bird calling)
(dramatic music)
(soft music)
(dramatic music)
- [Phil] Felicity, you're supposed to stand still
when I cut you. - Hey come on, Phil,
but you're too slow! - Storm's coming.
We'd better get home. - Hey, look out behind ya!
- Felix, come on. - You'll have to run
faster than that! - I got you now!
- [Gus] Oh no, ya didn't.
Hey, what's that over there?
- What? - Oh (laughing)!
- Night (mumbles). - Come on!
- Bloody trespassers. - Come on, we're going to run!
Hey, come on, come on! - Don't push.
Did you see that?
(thunder rumbling) Look, a ship.
- It's a clipper!
She ain't flyin' no flag either.
- [Felicity] What's that mean, Gus?
Come on, let's get home.
- Blast ye, boys! (Felicity screaming)
Who sent ye, hey?
Who sent ye?
Haven't you heard how I chop up little children
and boil 'em in a stew?
- Let go her arm!
- That were a phantom ship-- - Let me go!
- Filled with the ghost of bloodthirsty pirates,
hundreds of 'em!
- [Gus] I said let go her!
(dramatic music)
- Come on! - You too, boy.
(dramatic music)
Get out of here.
Go on, out, off!
Go on, ya hear?
Just pray those pirates don't find ye
and skin ye alive!
- What's wrong with this island
can be summed up in one word, liquor.
Moonshiners, drunken layabouts,
vagrants of all descriptions.
- Oh, I have seen a lot of tramps lately.
- Mark my words, you'll be seeing more.
That's why I'm taking a delegation
to the temperance rally in Charlottetown.
- There's nothin' wrong with a drink once in a while.
- Once in a while (laughing).
- Oh, even you were sipping the elderberry wine
last Christmas and-- - Do you think he'd really
chop us up and boil - Here they are.
- Us in a stew? - Don't be silly, Felix.
- We saw a ghost!
They're after us! - Ghosts?
- Pirates!
The spirits of bloodthirsty murderers.
- Ezekiel Crane said they'd skin us alive!
- Ezekiel Crane.
- Ha!
Spirits, I know what spirits he was drinking.
- No, it was a ship! - No, there was
a ship and then-- - No, it's really true!
- All right, one at a time.
Felicity.
- We saw a ship out on the ocean.
- A ghost ship!
- A ghostly galleon shimmering in the mist.
- Rum runners, ya ask me. - Now Felicity, I told you
to get these children home before dark,
and stay away from that lighthouse.
That Ezekiel Crane could be out of his mind
for all we know.
(soft music) (seagulls calling)
(crow cawing)
- [Hetty] Very good.
Now class, can anyone tell me the term
to describe the brave men
who crewed the ships that defended our coasts?
Yes, Gus? - Privateer, Miss.
- [Hetty] Hmm-mm, privateer, Gus.
- Yes, miss. - Privateer.
In fact, my own great, great
(sneezes)
uncle was a privateer.
Oh yes, those gallant seamen who patrol
our coast for the British Navy.
- Uncle Alec says that they were pirates.
They captured ships and kept all the booty.
- Yes, well, your Uncle Alec is mistaken, Sara.
History was never his strong point.
- What is a rum-runner?
- It's men who smuggle rum from the Caribbean.
- Caribbean, thank you Gus, Caribbean.
Now that the cannery is closed for the season,
perhaps you'll find time to improve
your pronunciation of words.
Caribbean. - Yes, Miss.
- What is that appalling stench?
- Mm, pig manure, miss.
I got me a few days' work on a pig farm.
- Well, did ya sleep in the sty?
- Well no, Miss, just near it, like.
(students laughing)
- I see.
Well, your hard work is commendable, Gus,
but do try to find some more, less offensive accommodation.
Oof, four o'clock.
All right, class dismissed.
(children chattering)
- I guess I do kinda stink.
- It's not your fault. - Well, work's scarce
this time of year with the cannery--
- Gus! - Closed up and all.
- You boy! - Ezekiel Crane.
- I've come for ye, so get up over,
ya blasted creatures. - Sara, run for your life!
- [Gus] What'd ya do that for?
They weren't bothering you.
- I been watchin' you, boy,
know everything about you.
- Like what?
- You got your mother's eyes.
Aye, you be her son.
If ya need work, ya can mend me nets,
tar up me boat.
Come tonight.
I made a hard promise.
The time has come to keep it.
- What promise? - Mm-hmm.
(soft music)
- Ezekiel is a horrible man.
- I don't think that he's a man at all.
- What do ya mean? - They say he has scales
on his back and webbed feet.
- Ew, like a fish? - Yes.
I saw the skeleton of a merman once
at a fair in Montreal. - A merman?
What's that? - Half man, half fish,
or maybe he's a sea ghost, risen from the deep.
Maybe that ghost ship
was coming to get him. - Stop it!
- I dare you to come with me tonight, Felix,
to see if the ghost ship is real.
- I don't know, I don't really believe in ghosts.
- Come on, Felix.
It's a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
Meet me here after dark.
- But Sara, after dark-- - See ya tonight, Felix.
(clarinet music)
- Oh!
Felicity, why don't you watch what you're doing?
(door slamming) - You'll never guess
who we saw after school today. - I can't imagine.
- It was Ezekiel Crane and he wanted to talk to Gus alone.
I can't imagine why he'd chase us away like that.
- Who knows?
Do you remember what mother said?
Ezekiel Crane could be half mad.
- Sara says he's a sea ghost
and the ghost ship was coming to get him!
- You children don't really believe in ghosts, do you?
- No, but we're going out tonight
to see if the ship's real.
- Sara has an overactive imagination.
You two better not get in any trouble.
- You're not gonna tell anyone, are you?
- I won't tell as long as you stop
eating all my cookies!
(loud crashing)
- Overactive imagination, huh?
Ooh!
(soft music)
(loud knocking)
- Captain Crane, you inside?
Captain, you home?
- Abraham, is that you?
What do you want, boy? - You told me to come tonight.
I caught you some supper.
- I ain't used to company.
I got no use for humankind as a rule.
- If you want, I can go. - No, ya stay a while.
I'll rest me bones.
Play me a tune like ye played last night.
(fiddle music) (Ezekiel humming)
♪ She's like the sunshine on the lee shore ♪
♪ She loves her love, but she'll love no more ♪
Your mum sung those words.
She were an exceptional woman, your mum.
- Tell me about her.
- She had a gentle and a trusting heart.
Her smile would brighten the darkest sky.
Well, she were wed to another.
- My pa?
- He weren't fit to lick her boots,
but she loved him,
and I loved her.
- I know what this is, it's rum.
- For my cold.
There are no cures like the old cures.
- [Janet] Just don't let Rachel Lynde catch you.
- Rachel and her opinions.
I hear now she's after the Anglicans
to ban communion wine.
- How long has Ezekiel Crane kept the lighthouse?
- Oh, about two years now.
He used to be a sea caption.
Some say he's a recluse because he's nursing a broken heart.
- Really?
I heard it was 'cause of a shark bite.
Removed a section of his leg.
- Do you think he's crazy?
- Well, he's certainly eccentric.
- At least he minds his own business,
more than I can say for Rachel Lynde.
- [Sara] Well, he certainly
doesn't like children very much.
(suspenseful music)
- Everybody in bed?
I'm puttin' the lights out.
Huh, who's left the door open?
(door slamming)
(dramatic music)
- He said the pirates were bloodthirsty.
- He was just trying to scare us.
- And they'd catch us and skin us alive!
- Shh.
What's that?
- It's the ghost!
They'll kidnap us and cut our heads off!
- Come on, silly, it's Gus.
(fiddle music)
- [Gus] Sara, Felix, how do ya like my new place?
- You're sleeping here?
- At least there ain't no pigs.
- I think that it's an adventure.
Want some?
- What's Ezekiel really like?
- He knows things about me,
like how I got sick after mum died
and how my pa's in jail for murder.
It's like we known each other before.
- [Sara] Play us something, Gus.
- My mum used to sing this.
(fiddle music)
- Blast it, boy!
I said no spies!
Get out girl, you too!
Get out before I flee your souls to hell!
- Leave 'em be. - Sara, wait for me!
(dramatic music)
- Help!
- [Sara] Felix.
Felix, look!
He's signaling someone. - Ghosts!
(dramatic music)
- Look, Felix. - They're coming ashore.
The ghosts!
And there's three of them!
- What's Ezekiel doing? - I don't care.
I've seen enough!
(soft music)
- [Abraham] I can't be thanking ye enough, Captain.
- [Ezekiel] Well, I promised her, Abraham!
- [Abraham] Oh, you're always a man of your word.
(loud knocking)
- What took you so long?
We've been throwing stones at your bedroom window
for the past five minutes! - What on earth
are you two doing out at this time of night?
- We saw Gus.
He's staying at Ezekiel Crane's boathouse.
Then Ezekiel Crane came out and chased us away
like a madman. - And you'll never believe
what we saw then! - Ezekiel Crane signaled
to the ghost ship. - And it signaled back!
Then three men came ashore. - Well, I'm not losing
any of my beauty sleep over all this.
- I promise you, Felicity.
We really did see something.
I better go before my Aunt Hetty realizes I'm missing.
Goodbye!
- Melinda McCloud and Felicity King?
- [Felicity] Present, ma'am.
- Cecily King? - Here, Ms. King.
- Jimmy Patterson? - Here, miss!
- Felix King? - Here, miss.
- Gus Pike?
Oh, that boy.
He'll never get anywhere playing truant.
- Aunt Hetty, Gus isn't playing hooky.
He got a new job.
- Since you seem so informed as to his whereabouts Sara,
you may deliver his homework to him after school.
There.
Daisy Simple. (loud knocking)
Apparently we have visitors.
(loud knocking)
Rachel, what-- - Morning, Hetty.
We are here on a matter of public importance.
- What could possibly be of such public importance
as to warrant interrupting my class?
- Constable Jeffries has something to say.
Abner?
- Everybody knows children got good eyes.
There is many a rumor afoot,
all manner of strange goin' ons.
- Goin' ons.
(clicks tongue)
- Trading in liquor, that's what,
moonshiners hiding their stills,
strange ships smuggling in rum.
The liquor trade is ruining our island.
- Oh really, Rachel.
I must protest this. - If you children
see anything suspicious, you are to report it
to Constable Jeffries.
You have a Christian duty to report moonshiners
even in your own community.
- I can't turn in me pa.
- Take down that child's name.
- Excuse me, miss.
I've gotta leave.
I'm needed at home.
- Well, then!
- Jimmy. - No!
- Jimmy Patterson, - Oh!
- You get back right here - Go!
- Right now!
Rachel!
(coughing)
- Oh, I don't understand how Aunt Hetty
could even think of using that for a sore throat.
Do you think Ezekiel Crane's a rum-runner?
- Could be.
- How do you know that you saw something?
I mean, it could've just been your imagination.
- Felicity, how many times do I have to tell you
we saw something?
- Well, maybe we should tell someone.
- Tell them what?
We don't have any proof.
Besides, if the grownups ever found out
that we snuck out last night,
we'd be in big trouble.
- I'm gonna put a stop to this once and for all.
I'm going to prove that there's no such thing.
Come on, show me where they come ashore.
- Felicity!
(birds chirping)
- Mm, I can smell that pie from here.
Cherry pie is your father's favorite.
- Felicity was supposed to help.
- Well, nevermind!
Oh, darn that ring.
I really should get it made smaller.
Ah.
Cecily dear, will you put this
on the cupboard for me till I'm through?
Thank you.
(suspenseful music)
(crow calling)
- What was that?
- A headless pirate coming to eat you alive!
- Why did she have to come along?
- I couldn't stop her.
- Well, someone had to protect you children from the ghosts.
Don't be such a baby.
- Abraham? - Shh!
Abe, is that you?
I've looked everywhere, ye man.
I told ya to stay put!
(suspenseful music)
You're a nasty piece of work, hey, Pike,
but Ezekiel Crane always keeps his word.
(suspenseful music)
Abe?
Abraham?
(suspenseful music)
- [Janet] Cecily, dear, go find your brother and sister
and oh, tell your father to wash up.
Dinner's almost ready!
(crow cawing)
- Sara, you're standing on somebody's grave.
- I prayed for her to be my bride.
Her hand was asked, but was denied.
It's beautiful.
- Let's go.
I'm starting to believe in ghosts.
- Look!
I wonder who slept here last night.
- Bread and cheese.
- Food!
- It smells like Aunt Hetty's medicine.
- Let me see.
Oh!
(coughing)
It's rum.
(silly music)
- [Sara] They must be rum-runners, Felicity.
- One bottle of rum
doesn't mean that they're rum-runners.
- We'll have to catch them red handed, then.
We'll go to the graveyard after sunset.
You won't breathe a word, will you, Felicity?
- Where you takin' me? - Not long now, boy.
I can smell his fire.
(owl hooting)
(fire crackling)
- Good-e'en, my dears.
Pray, join me.
He don't recognize me.
Won't ye introduce us?
- Gus Pike, this is your father, Abraham Pike.
- [Gus] Hey, I thought you were in jail?
- Pleasure's mine.
- Alec?
Have you seen my wedding ring?
Because I put it on the cooling cupboard outside,
but it's gone and there's a pie missing, too.
- Did you ask the children? - Well, they've gone to bed,
but Alec, I saw a tramp outside
in the field by the barn.
Now you don't think someone like that
could've taken it?
- I'll speak to Abner Jeffries tomorrow.
- All them years in that stinkin' Yankee jail.
- How'd you escape? - I killed a guard.
Ah, but it were a fair fight.
- Oh, aye, aye, like the murder they put you away for!
- Oh, me old Captain Crane.
I was first mate aboard his ship.
I got word to him I escaped.
He brought me ashore and found me this place to hide.
- I did what I had to,
but the sooner I see the last of ye, the better!
- Ah, ya never did like me much,
but I knew he'd help me find you.
Ooh, oh, I missed me old fiddle.
Ah, we had some times together, we did, ah.
Ah, me hands.
Hands is ruined.
They're only good for breakin' rock now.
Here, here, here, give us a tune, give us a tune (laughing).
(fire crackling)
(fiddle music)
(scoffing)
(fiddle music)
- Blast it, boy!
Keep it down!
Do ya wanna wake the dead?
- Aye, you'll be a comfort to me playing of a night.
- Ain't ya gonna run?
They'll hang ya sure if ya stay.
- You and me's goin' together, Yukon, maybe.
Aye, there's still a place for a man to hide.
- You and me?
- A father needs his son to look out for him
and you're a bright lad.
I'll teach ya me tricks quick!
- I ain't goin' with you.
- Now you see this, boy, eh?
Aye, that's your mother's wedding ring.
It's a bond between us nothin' can break.
Yeah, tied together, we are,
joined in your mother's blood.
- Mum.
- [Felix] Well, if Ezekiel Crane is a rum-runner,
maybe Gus is part of the gang?
- [Felicity] Well, we're going to find out.
- [Felix] Sara, why do we have to go through
this old graveyard? - Shh, Felix!
Be quiet.
- [Abraham] Me ship will be back
to pick us up tomorrow evening, Gus.
- We better go.
Me sixth sense is playin' up.
- Oh, I always had a keen respect
for your sixth sense, Captain.
All right, whoever's out there, show yourself
or I'll slit your bleedin' throat!
- Put that away.
I don't hold with knives,
nor cutthroats neither, come to that.
- Just shut up, ya old fool!
- Captain to you!
- I ain't fussy whose throat I slit!
(faint speaking)
(laughing)
(men groaning) (dramatic music)
- [Ezekiel] Here!
(men groaning) (dramatic music)
- [Abe] Ow!
(dramatic music) (men groaning)
(Abe shouting)
(men groaning) (dramatic music)
(Felicity screaming)
- [Felix] Let's get outta here!
- Ah!
- [Gus] Captain, you all right?
- We clear out tomorrow.
- Aye, the sooner the better!
- Your sixth sense saves ya again.
I'll come back for the boy at sunset
and don't try nothin' foolish.
I'll know where to find ye both.
(dramatic music)
- No, I want you children
to come home straight after school.
The days are getting shorter
and I'm very anxious about you children
being anywhere but right here on this farm.
- How come? - Well, someone stole
your mother's wedding ring.
- And my cherry pie.
- We didn't see anything, right, Felix?
- Right.
- Take care, then! - Well, get home then
straight after school.
- Gus Pike?
Absent again.
Didn't ya deliver his homework, Sara?
- No, Aunt Hetty.
- Well, why ever not?
- I couldn't find him.
(children chattering)
- Gus Pike, will you kindly explain
why you're late for class?
- I ain't late. - Beg your pardon!
Not only late, but truant.
- I'm sorry, miss.
I have to quit school.
I'm goin' away.
- Goin' away? - Leaving Avonlea for good.
- Where to? (children chattering)
- I brung your books.
- Oh.
What's that?
Never seen you wear a ring before.
- No, miss, but it's mine.
- May I see it, hm?
- This ring was stolen from my sister-in-law.
- No, miss.
It belonged to my mum.
- Her initials are inscribed right here, J.K., Janet King.
(dramatic music)
- I didn't take it!
It was give to me.
- Gus Pike, you come back here.
- [Gus] That filthy liar!
(children faintly chattering)
- Sara, go and fetch Constable Jeffries.
- Gus didn't steal it.
He wouldn't do something like that.
- Maybe the rum-runners stole mother's ring!
- Ah, rum-runner, what rum-runner?
- The one that we saw at the graveyard.
- [Ezekiel] Eliza Pike, it's done.
I kept my promise to you.
Abraham, he wasn't good enough for you
and he'll never be good enough for the boy.
(waves crashing) (soft music)
(upbeat fiddle music)
(seagulls calling)
- I ain't goin' with him.
He lied about the ring, said it was mum's.
- I should never have brung ye here.
- I wished he'd rotted in jail.
- Hear, me lad.
I were there when your mum died.
(dramatic music)
I stood by her bed, watchin' her fade away.
- I don't remember.
- Oh, you were just a bit of a lad,
clingin' onto your mum's hand.
She asked me to look at for ye.
They took ye to Narragansett Sound,
put ye in a home.
I couldn't stop 'em, but I kept my eye on ye.
Maybe ya seen me watchin' from afar.
- I seen ya.
- Aye.
Ya see, your mum also asked me
to forgive your pa,
and I promised to help him when he come out.
I'm sorry, lad.
I thought your place were with your father.
- He just wants to use me for a slave.
- Aye.
Prison has killed what goodness he had.
Oh, there, there.
(birds chirping)
- [Alec] Hm, well, it was in this graveyard.
The children said that they saw two men fighting.
- [Abner] Them children.
They see what they wants to see sometimes, Alec.
- Huh, someone's camped out here, all right.
- Oh!
Huh?
Ah, uh-huh!
Looks like he's been havin' a bit of a party, too.
- Huh.
What's this?
A leg iron.
Looks like our tramp cut loose from a chain gang.
- If I ever catch you sneaking out again after dark,
I'll bolt the door and I'll never let you back in.
That's what I'll do.
- And as for you, Sara Stanley--
- Yes, Aunt Hatty?
- Oh, don't play meek little mouse with me, girl.
I know perfectly well you were the ringleader.
- Oh, you're very lucky you weren't murdered.
What would you have done if they caught you?
- Gone to heaven I suppose.
- Oh! - God help St. Peter.
(door slamming)
- They found a sawed off leg iron in the cemetery!
One of the gang's an escaped criminal.
- Well, there's a gang?
- Well, Ezekiel Crane and Gus Pike are in it for sure!
- Not Gus.
He wouldn't do anything wrong.
- He stole your aunt's ring, didn't he?
He's a thief and a rum-runner, that's what!
- Calm yourself, Rachel.
We don't know that for certain.
- You can't put him in jail!
- You're absolutely right, Sara Stanley.
Jail is too good for a boy like that.
He should be tarred and feathered
and run out of town on a rail.
- We've got to help him, Aunt Hetty.
- Well, there, there, now Sarah.
If the boy's not guilty, then he has nothing to worry about.
- Don't try to cover up, Hetty
just 'cause the boy's got a little education.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, mark my words.
(soft music)
(loud knocking)
- [Sara] Let me in, Felicity!
(loud knocking)
- Felix, let me in! - Sara, is that you?
- [Sara] The whole town's meeting at the school.
- Sara, what're you doing here?
- We have to go to the lighthouse
and convince Gus to tell the truth.
- Not me!
Ghosts, rum-runners, I don't care.
I'm never going out after dark again!
- It's too dangerous, Sara.
- Gus is completely innocent.
- I can't go.
Mother and father are at the town meeting
and I have to stay here and look after Cecily.
- Me too.
- Sara, I just think we should let the grownups
take care of this.
- For once Sara, I think Felicity's right.
- Well, I'm going to do something.
Gus is our friend and he needs our help.
(people chattering)
- All right, everyone.
If you could please take your seats,
we'll bring this meeting to order.
Come on, let's all sit down.
Now, a careful search of the graveyard
revealed this contraption.
It was sawed off the leg of an escaped convict,
a desperate criminal seen with a knife.
- [Woman] Lord, save us!
Mrs. Potts.
- We'll all be murdered in our beds.
- Said the criminal was seen plotting
with Ezekiel Crane and Gus Pike.
- Rum-running, that's what,
ruining the souls of decent men!
- There's no proof of any smuggling here.
- They stole your own wife's wedding ring!
- It was Gus Pike! - Knocked her down
and chopped off her finger!
- What? - They never found the finger.
Now I hear tell they-- - Nobody knocked anybody down.
- [Rachel] We heard that in the village.
There's no smoke without fire!
- This has gone far too-- - Abner, do something.
- There's no point in having-- - All calm down!
(people shouting)
- Ezekiel Crane worships the devil!
They murdered a farmer and Borden
chopped him up with an ax!
- Now what about that fisherman in Noah's Cove?
They took his boat and drowned him.
(people chattering)
- It is not true, any of it!
- [Rachel] No, no.
These people are dangerous!
- Order, everybody, order!
I've ordered the Mounties down to Charlottetown.
They'll be here tomorrow morning.
- We can't wait!
They're destroying our town!
- Oh! (people shouting)
(wind whistling)
- Here, you'll sleep over at the lighthouse tonight.
We'll bolt the door
and take turns keepin' watch.
- [Gus] I ain't goin' with him, Captain.
- All right, all right! (gavel banging)
We'll search the lighthouse, but I'll need help!
- I'll go! - So will I!
- Me too! (people chattering)
- [Abner] It's gonna be dangerous!
- [Rachel] There's safety in numbers!
(people chattering)
(soft music)
- [Gus] What if he comes?
- I'll soon see him off.
Turn him in meself if it come to that.
- So, you'd send your old first mate to the gallows?
- Hangin's all you're good for.
- Ah!
Well boy, are ya ready?
- I ain't goin'.
- The lad stays here!
- Turnin' a son against his own dear father?
- You ain't never been a father to me.
- Shut up.
- You broke mom's heard and ya left her to die.
- I said shut up!
- You've got the devil in ya
and I ain't goin' to the gallows
just to keep you company.
- You are a-- - You filthy brute!
(men groaning)
- [Gus] Captain, Captain Crane?
You all right?
- Justice will be served. - Yes.
- [Abner] We don't know how many's in the gang.
- [Rachel] We'll be ready for them!
- [Hetty] I don't like this, Alec, any of it.
- [Alec] Moral justice.
- Come on, boy.
The ship's waiting.
- Bring him out! - Out!
- Bring him out! (women shouting)
We know that they're in there!
(people shouting)
- Wait.
Betrayed me, did ya?
Sold me down the river!
- Hey, that wasn't my work.
- [Gus] Help!
(people shouting)
- [Woman] Hold that torch up!
- Dead or alive! (people shouting)
- You turned me in, your own flesh and blood.
- No!
- Let him be!
(dramatic music)
- You be fond of the boy, ain't ye, Captain?
You wouldn't like me to slit his throat now, would ya?
Hm?
Now you get out there.
Go on!
Get rid of him!
Remember, I'll be listening to every word.
Now move along, boy.
Up the stairs!
(loud knocking)
- [Abner] Open up in the name of the law!
- And in the name of temperance!
- Blast it, man.
What do ya want?
- We demand to search this lighthouse!
- [Rachel] We know you're smuggling rum!
- I have never smuggled a thing in my life.
Now be off with ye, all of ye!
- [Rachel] The jig is up, Captain Crane!
- You're hidin' an escaped convict in there, mister!
- [Rachel] We're coming in!
(people shouting) - Come on!
- [Ezekiel] You won't be findin' anything in here.
Stay out of there, woman!
- Ah, what did I tell you?
Liquor! - For me rheumatism,
ya bloody harridan!
- Oh, Gus Pike's fiddle!
- Well, he can't be far! - Where's he hidin'?
He's here somewhere.
- There he is! - It's Gus.
Look!
(Abe shouting)
(Sara gasping)
(people shouting)
- Ooh!
- [Hetty] He's trying to escape!
- You little!
(dramatic music)
- [Ezekiel] Hey!
(dramatic music)
- [Man] Someone take a shot at him!
- Oh, oh! (crowd chattering)
(Gus groaning) - Oh!
- Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, we got ya now!
- Throw him in jail!
- No! - He's a rum-runner.
- At least let him talk.
- I ain't no rum-runner,
sure as Sunday's the seventh day.
- Well, ya stole that ring of Janet King's.
- No, I never.
He did!
(dramatic music) (crowd chattering)
(shouting)
(men groaning) (dramatic music)
(women and Abe screaming)
(water splashing)
(crowd chattering)
- [Gus] Me ma.
- I dug this hand for your ma with me own hands.
- I never know it was here.
- I hope your father's ghost
can rest in peace now and doesn't come back to haunt you.
- We all gotta live with ghosts.
One more won't matter.
Come on, lad.
- Come on, Gus.
Aunt Janet's been baking all day.
She made me promise to bring you back with me.
(soft music)
(orchestral music)
(insects chirping)
(bird calling)
(dramatic music)