The Haunting of Bly Manor () - Season 1 Edit

A Any sign of him?

A Assuming…

A cat named Tales.

A caterpillar, I thought, maybe.

A chemical in the brain, in fact.

A construct, a lie preferred…

A couple of weeks is a terribly long time,

A dark carriage led by a red eyed horse,

A darling. They both are, really.

A dog with a bone, that woman.

A family…

A fate that befell a poor valet,

A fate that befell all trapped at Bly.

A fate that befell anyone unfortunate enough

A fate that befell even those who died of other causes at Bly,

A fate that befell Viola's once sister,

A few days later,

A few more minutes, please.

A few times a year, it seemed, she started her days with a mop.

A fig mint, he says.

A fight,

A fine outcome for Viola,

A friend once told me something about fractions, and…

A gift that not even the demons in this story could usurp.

A grotesque little demon, isn't he?

A happy day with your silly, gorgeous, insane man.

A hospital is two hours away. The doctor was 40 minutes away.

A house this size…

A kid with two kids, and a husband 600 meters down.

A little boy cut a few flowers.

A little longer, we…

A lot more to it.

A lot of them.

A mixer damages the gluten molecules, Hannah, my dear.

A moment you have been waiting, and waiting, and waiting for.

A name, like his own, of a highly respectable sound.

A plan that'll let us be together again.

A proper barrister, like Mr. Wingrave.

A puppet named Poppet.

A quick dance.

A reward in the knowledge that one day, the door would open.

A sea of old men trying to run a hand up your skirt

A searing ache that she hoped would be quenched by the…

A surprise not to Perdita, who knew her sister better than any.

A tale of a yarn.

A taste her husband would indulge.

A taste, then a smile.

A thought occurred to her.

A tile about yea big, coated in glue.

A trip around the sun, and she was still here.

A way…

A whisper in her ear, in her mind entire.

A woman.

A year had passed.

About anything you like.

About that silly, gorgeous, insane man I'm marrying tomorrow.

About the monster.

About working for him in London, like we talked about.

About your father?

According to God's holy ordinance,

Actually, uh, they all came here a few months back, on holiday.

After a month, I realized I was sleeping through the night.

After all he did?

After Isabel was born.

After Peter robbed you blind.

After the water came into my lungs,

Again, I need you to talk to her, but don't open the door,

Again, we have to do this?

Ah, I'm here on an errand for Sir Henry, and…

Ah, that one was born cross.

Ah, this is Owen.

Ah, you see. Oh, you're getting quite good at this.

Ah! Yes, they did.

Ah. Here we are.

Ah… Excellent question, Wingrave

Ahh.

All he said was that he had a plan,

All of it.

All of them?

All of them.

All passed through her cunning hands,

All right, all right. There was.

All right, but where are we going?

All right, gentlemen.

All right, then.

All right.

All righty.

All that death,

All that had once been trapped on the grounds was now gone…

All things fade.

All things. Flesh, stone, even stars themselves.

All this drama?

All this time,

All those extra children running around.

All three of them just…

Almost with secrecy.

Alone…

Although I'm not sure for how long.

Always

Always the same path.

Always.

Am I interrupting?

Amazing how far you've climbed.

Among the young men, their friends and neighbors,

An accident, a crime,

An affront.

An ailment altogether monstrous.

An infinitely abundant source, or what have you.

An oath.

An oath.

An ocean of time, the moment finally came.

An unfortunate stumble.

And a fine outcome for Perdita,

And a safe place.

And a surprise not to God, thought Perdita,

And above us, locked away, are silks, jewels and linens.

And alas, the poor vicar,

And all left within the first year.

And all manner of expense.

And all that's left is the shape of it.

And all things exhausted,

And always followed the smell of apples because maybe that meant I'd find my mum.

And and all of the things that occupy the front of our brains…

And and I know it's confusing the way he's run off.

And And I wanted to…

And and their consciousness is wearing away every day, right?

And and their consciousness is wearing away every day, right?

And And, look, I know it sounds very Upstairs, Downstairs, but…

And as happens when one dreams, she would forget.

And as she slept underneath the water,

And as the plague doctor died,

And as time went on…

And at some point…

And because she knew this ever since she'd first called Bly home,

And before the au pair knew it,

And believe me,

And breaks down again,

And capable enough, and tells you so…

And claim her reward.

And could not remember who she had been hoping to see.

And Dani wouldn't.

And day after day, night after night,

And day after day, night after night,

And death is something to mourn,

And don't tell anyone.

And draft a notice of death for Dominic Wingrave,

And every day…

And every living thing grows out of every dying thing.

And fade, and fade.

And find someone of worth to mentor you.

And Flora asked me who I was talking about.

And Flora might be, too.

And Flora's doll house, well…

And for the first time in my life,

And for women, most of them…

And from two, it spread into an endless time,

And fully smitten.

And getting out into the world.

And had devoted himself to the care of his progeny.

And had seen the horror on Perdita's lifeless face.

And having forgotten, she would wake.

And having her voice be the first one you heard

And he doesn't understand what he's done wrong.

And he felt I needed to be reminded of that constantly.

And he had spent too much of his life alone.

And he is human.

And he loved her the whole way.

And he read verses aloud, with very great taste.

And he was here, alone.

And he was pretty crap most of the time, but…

And he was…

And he'd keep on going.

And he'll be back.

And he's a shit, grinning, fucking monster.

And he's probably still in touch with your superior.

And her adopted daughter refused, at every turn, to see her as a mother.

And here was a child

And his lady

And his little capital of uninvested affections.

And how are the children?

And how did we leave it?

And how you knew what you knew,

And I always end up here.

And I can't really see anything except the path in front of me.

And I come home from school to find Mikey…

And I don't know how much time we have left,

And I don't like it much

And I don't want to be here all alone with Miles and Mrs. Grose.

And I feel you touching me…

And I find if I don't like one,

And I have this feeling like I'm walking through this…

And I hope she haunts that fucker forever.

And I I just heard you say there was someone in your room.

And I keep getting stuck on "banished."

And I know we can't technically get married,

And I love my life.

And I pick it up, I look at it.

And I promise, I'll explain everything when I get back.

And I shall be gravely displeased if you return to the matter.

And I thought flowers this beautiful deserve a beautiful woman.

And I thought they were for Miss Jessel.

And I wanted to show you something.

And I was just saying good morning just now.

And I was so surprised.

And I was very afraid of him,

And I was very afraid of him,

And I will take you to myself,

And I would have been fucking clueless.

And I would keep her separate from the rest of you.

And I'm aware of that…

And I'm sorry to see it.

And I'm sure she can use a day without me.

And I've never felt so alive.

And if he can listen, perhaps he'd love to hear some of your stories, Flora.

And if there is anything at all that I can do to help,

And in '67, Louise bolts.

And in its taste confounds the appetite.

And in the spring, I'll have to plant a whole new moonflower.

And in time, as we all do…

And it all breaks down and rises back up,

And it all makes sense.

And it had always worked.

And it hurt.

And it is finally here, and you're too busy moping to even see it.

And it is finally here, and you're too busy moping to even see it.

And it killed me.

And it turned out…

And it will be happy.

And it would have all gone that way had not the au pair,

And it would knock your knickers off, Hannah.

And it'll be over as soon as I…

And it'll be your turn to run and hide.

And it'll do for now.

And it's going to be just…

And it's gonna save us.

And it's like I don't feel it all the way.

And it's so clear then…

And it's such a shame…

And it's there I start gardening.

And it's waiting.

And judging by the writing on the envelope,

And just as Perdita began to feel the stirrings

And later…

And left the puppets at home.

And like the tickle in Viola's lung, it had grown in the secret places.

And live, Hannah.

And live, Hannah.

And loneliness.

And look at this.

And look at this.

And look at this.

And look at this.

And luck.

And maybe you can tell those little kids to their faces

And me,

And me, less of a surprise, I guess.

And me…

And Miles says

And Miles…

And Miles' money, after all, not yours.

And Miss Jessel needs you, Flora.

And much more.

And muggins here is left to mop up their mud.

And my father didn't much encourage those.

And my hat's off.

And nestle herself to the bosom of her family,

And no hope, it would seem, for the young au pair…

And no one has been taken to this day.

And no one's, uh, lodged any complaints about the name?

And no Owen.

And not only me, Hooper's parents.

And not them?

And nothing was better than that woman's laugh.

And now I'm thinking…

And now you're shaking me down.

And now you're so dreadfully jealous.

And of Miles acting strange.

And of the manor in Bly,

And of, um…

And on and on it goes.

And on the daughter she believed, each time she woke,

And on their wedding night,

And on this they all agree,

And once again, she would sleep.

And one was too stupid.

And only at night.

And Perdita was, perforce, less of a great lady

And please…

And pulled it all out.

And pulled on the yarn.

And put it down for a minute…

And put it in the post.

And rage.

And see where that takes us.

And she admitted her room was a dream,

And she could not risk the most important thing,

And she thought perhaps she never had.

And she won't pull others to her fate.

And she would forget.

And she would walk.

And she'd stare at that empty bed…

And so are you, Miss Clayton.

And so, Miles, I need your help,

And so, overwhelmed, she…

And so, overwhelmed, she…

And so, the gardener found herself back at Bly Manor one last time.

And so, you will keep them.

And so, you will keep them.

And somehow our betters have convinced us that's a bad thing.

And stop saying there wasn't!

And that doesn't happen often, not to me.

And that I was my grandfather.

And that is so much better

And that it lay languishing in thankless gloom in the dusty attic.

And that peace held for years,

And that she's happy to elaborate, if you'd like to schedule a call.

And that was his life.

And that we would live in the States together.

And that would be a lovely nest egg for you.

And that, actually, is the… the big takeaway here,

And that, well, I suppose he's been embezzling.

And that's all I can speak to, I'm afraid.

And that's what I love to nurture in children.

And that's why I'm here.

And the crazy thing is he loves me the same exact amount.

And the doctors,

And the echo, growing louder,

And the greatest of care.

And the headmaster will want to mollify them. But…

And the invitation had been accepted.

And the mess in the hall?

And the other…

And the others, too.

And the remembering itself was injury anew.

And the rest, well…

And the sisters must stay in control.

And the weight of all that could cause one, anyone,

And the word was a lie.

And their strings.

And then everyone will be just…

And then I'm coming back here for you, I promise.

And then think us.

And then…

And there was peace.

And there were at least a dozen young women of whom,

And there will be other nights.

And there, he insisted on cleaning her himself,

And there's almost nothing more important than that in a friend.

And there's nothing nothing I can do about it, because… [sobs]

And thereto I plight thee, my troth.

And they will try to take it from you, as they did me.

And they won't fade, right?

And they… [chuckles] …praise him for his loyalty,

And they'll be silly and dumb,

And they're all…

And this is the important part.

And this must be Mrs. Grose.

And this…

And those two…

And throw you into that dirty lake.

And thus,

And time went by.

And tomorrow night, new buds will bloom, and then they'll die.

And too smart.

And touch each other,

And Viola would remember.

And Viola, of course, in the finest of dresses.

And we The things that we could be, in America.

And we are tempted.

And we both know that, deep down

And we just drove, and…

And we thought he was…

And we would compensate you accordingly, of course.

And we would let it fall to ruin before she comes of age?

And we'll be together?

And we're almost done.

And what are you, puppet?

And what are you, Tales?

And what he did was…

And what is your name?

And when he finally climbs out of that grave,

And when Rebecca realizes it, she won't come out whole, she'll just…

And when she asks her father to walk her down the aisle…

And when they find out that you're back…

And where do I go if not your father?

And who had finally stepped into the path of her own fate.

And with Arthur gone, all pretense was put aside.

And with the forgetting,

And you and I…

And you and me…

And you can tell them why they were taking that trip

And you can't make me!

And you can't make me!

And you didn't stop him.

And you don't get to have it both ways.

And you just kept going.

And you just open up when you're told, is that it?

And you just, um…

And you know that.

And you know…

And you remain focused, you keep on impressing…

And you say exactly what I tell you.

And you see where it goes.

And you were there.

And you will never give it to anyone,

And you'll have to, too.

And you'll hold them tight.

And you're certain he didn't say where he got this money from?

And you're probably all right.

And you're the only one who can see him,

And you're told to have blind faith in your husband,

And you're, uh…

And you've been drinking all Well, for two years, really.

And you've got to guess the shape of their key.

And you've had to deal with death…

And your effort,

And your heart shall rejoice,

And your joy, no man shall take from you

And your mother, too.

And your nourishment into them…

And your time at London School of Economics.

And yourself, Henry…

And, finally,

And, in doing so, learned he was a gentleman.

And, more importantly, have you brought me any more flowers?

And, now, the word crept down her shoulder and her elbow,

And, one day, Isabel would open her mother's trunk…

And, then, I start to realize it,

And, then…

And, typically, job interviews aren't my…

And, uh, it appears that Mr. Quint was quite the burglar,

And, uh…

And, Wingrave…

And?

And…

And…

And… and and taste each other.

And… and people can think I'm some batty old witch who talks to thin air,

Any game you like.

Any knocking, I mean.

Any nightmares, bogeymen, or monsters under the bed

Any of us could die, at any moment.

Anyone else see him?

Anyone. You understand?

Anything at all?

Anything, really.

Anytime.

Apparently, he is… Apparently, he's…

Are the kids awake?

Are they all right?

Are we gonna talk?

Are you all right?

Are you coming down?

Are you cross with me?

Are you gonna hang it in your room?

Are you okay now?

Are you okay?

Are you still down here?

Are you sure about that?

Are you sure we can still afford it?

Are you taking me out here to kill me?

Aren't we?

Aren't worth it.

Arthur bore his bereavement soberly and manfully.

Arthur was required more and more to business.

Arthur, on his side, suffered heavy losses of money.

Arthur.

As a kitten, I fell off an apple cart and had nowhere to live.

As far as he was concerned, my dreams were far out of my reach.

As for Viola…

As hard as you can, just think… us.

As hard as you can, think…

As her memories left her,

As her sister's strategic union was blessed.

As I said before, thrice.

As if woken from a nightmare,

As inconsequential as the tickle in her lungs.

As long as those days are with you, Poppins.

As long as you're safe with it.

As Perdita took residence in the bed which had been her sister's,

As she moved her hand.

As she walked the grounds of Bly for the first time,

As they need ours!

As to why he tried so, so hard to be sent home.

As when she was sick, and against all probability,

Astor's, Bryce's, Gray's of Norfolk. People like that get to know you,

At all.

At first, I thought…

At last, at least, she'd be with them both.

At least once in your life. There's nothing like it.

At least she had company there.

At least.

Attention, please!

Au pair.

Au pair.

Au pair. Here.

Auntie, we need music, do we not?

Away from all this.

Away from the house.

Away from this god awful trap!

Aww.

Ay, there's the rub.

Ay, you're right.

B becoming us.

Back across the pond on an adventure.

Back.

Back. I have to go back.

Banished.

Be brave in death, Hannah.

Be my teacher.

Be right back.

Be they victims of fate,

Beautiful.

Beauty of childbirth.

Because every time I think you might be sure,

Because every time you send out a notice of death,

Because he is…

Because I I was a kid back then.

Because I'm dead.

Because it wasn't mercy on her mind, or her heart,

Because man is fallible.

Because of a dispute over uncollected rents.

Because Sam is gone.

Because Sam is gone.

Because the night I did this,

Because they died somewhere else.

Because this is a memory.

Because this is what happens to everyone who dies here at Bly.

Because you didn't invite me in.

Because you left.

Because you may not know it to look at me, but…

Because, once it was done,

Because, Viola, with love, let it be anything else.

Because?

Because…

Becs, Becs, you're slipping. Stay with me.

Becs, can I trust you to finish this one?

Becs, is that you?

Becs, the kids.

Becs! Becs!

Becs?

Becs?

Becs.

Becs.

Bed.

Before I do, and then what am I supposed to do?

Before it went bad.

Before we really know it.

Before you even knew what a Peter Quint was.

Being around Flora, I sometimes forget myself.

Being with him might be scary at times, but…

Believe in nothing?

Besides, I was asked to stay behind.

Best get some rest.

Between feeling good and feeling alive.

Beyond which it can bear no more weight.

Bibles.

Big day tomorrow.

Bloody hard to grow in England.

Bloody mouse leg.

Bly belongs to you

Bly was their summer home.

Both of their rewards.

Boy is a bit of a dark horse, and the girl, she talks to the wallpaper.

Break it up!

Breathing into the phone.

Brilliant, I'm starving.

Brothers can be perfectly dreadful sometimes, can't they?

Bully her at school, on the streets.

Burning in her bosom,

Burning inside your chest, that's…

Burrowed in deep.

Busy work for idle hands.

But also…

But Arthur had grown a superstitious man

But Daddy says he's a type of mint.

But Father Stack…

But Flora lies.

But for a baby that early…

But guess what that means?

But he's barely home now, and Louise, well…

But he's still here,

But here we are.

But here, this time…

But however much it is,

But I I couldn't…

But I also don't really care.

But I also know that you don't decide who lives and who doesn't.

But I also like my life the way it is.

But I am…

But I can feel it.

But I can't, can I?

But I couldn't leave without…

But I feel better today.

But I feel…

But I fucking love it.

But I had to, so that…

But I I thought you said that

But I know…

But I mentioned Hannah,

But I suppose…

But I think it's just, well…

But I think you set it up wrong, in the beginning.

But I thought about it for weeks after we did.

But I was innocent, wasn't I?

But I was…

But I will not let them.

But I will see you again,

But I won't go running off. [chuckles]

But I'll never forget

But I'm afraid I…

But I'm afraid stolen heirlooms are the least of it, ma'am.

But I'm just a kid.

But I'm just really her?

But I'm not.

But I'm still here, and…

But I'm…

But in the best way.

But is that realistic?

But it got you back home to Flora, and she needed you home.

But it is not good news.

But it's part of it, I guess,

But it's that feeling of remorse, that guilt, that terrible guilt,

But listen,

But no one is going anywhere.

But no one is going anywhere.

But not nearly enough.

But not with your help.

But nothing holds, and all things change, given time.

But now she rejected it outright.

But now with nothing in the world but each other.

But now…

But once it was done,

But only as the woman that used to stay there with them.

But Perdita's desires, as you will have observed,

But plants…

But remorse,

But she hates the lake.

But she was safe,

But she won't be hollow, nor empty.

But something she felt, in her bones.

But sometimes…

But thank you, uh, for the drink, and the company.

But that night, as Perdita beheld her sister,

But that's the biggest thing.

But that's the difference between children and adults.

But that's the thing, it's…

But the broad strokes remain the same.

But the lady in the lake was different now.

But the only thing Americans care about…

But then I started to realize why this was worse than that.

But then that's how it starts.

But then what child would be?

But there should be no mistaking the true authority of Bly Manor,

But there waited for her, at the end of this purgatory,

But there was.

But they had forgotten him, you see.

But they kept laughing.

But they'll still be a piece of him.

But they're not made up.

But this one is batter.

But this one…

But to dream…

But to perform a rite far more melancholy

But Viola knew them for what they were.

But we are not compelled.

But we are.

But we have to do it again.

But we have to finish it now, okay?

But we're back now.

But weird.

But what if there was another way?

But what right had Viola to dispose of our future?

But why can't we just keep it the way it is?

But why not?

But why?

But you admitted he hasn't exactly been himself

But you are fiercer.

But you can't.

But you can't.

But you cannot, under any circumstances, be smoking.

But you don't want me to be hurt.

But you knew that when you applied, didn't you?

But you know what? I think Mr. McQueeny next door

But you trust me?

But you'll be fine, won't you?

But, damn, if I don't love him the most.

But, first, I need a pupilage.

But, for him, a special case.

But, most importantly, for being such a child about it.

But, the other times,

But, then, I figured, "How could you know that?"

But, uh…

But, when the time does come,

But, Wingrave…

But…

But…

But…

But…

But… how can he be my friend

By herself.

By the time one realizes it has arrived,

C Can't you just tuck her away?

Call a spade a spade, and they call my mum a whore.

Call the daughter one, too,

Calls out with a nightmare…

Can I have it?

Can I kiss you?

Can I stay and have a glass of orange juice with Owen, please?

Can only imagine what those poor children have been

Can we have a picnic, do you think?

Can't be avoided by not talking about it or by you being sent home.

Capital. Wonderful, in fact.

Careful, Hannah.

Carrying on like nothing happened.

Carrying on.

Cause I'd want someone to do the same for me.

Cause I'd want someone to do the same for me.

Change does not often announce itself.

Chapters.

Charlotte is dead. Rebecca and Peter are dead.

Charlotte, I'm here!

Charlotte!

Cheers.

Cheers.

Chin up, Poppins.

Christ, is that the time?

Christ, the state of you.

Claude went away…

Cleaning the house,

Cleaning up and dreaming up new clothes.

Cold, muddy waters of her new manor.

Come back to bed.

Come back.

Come have a seat.

Come here.

Come here.

Come in!

Come on, back to bed.

Come on, now.

Come on, Owen. Time to go home.

Come on, Pete, you're the tiebreaker.

Come on, Rebecca.

Come on, there's nothing to be afraid of. You know who it is.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on. She's scared.

Come sit, I want to talk to you about something.