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Sleepy Hollow (1999)

Sleepy Hollow (1999)

Sleepy Hollow is a captivating gothic fantasy film directed by Tim Burton and released in 1999. Set in 1799, the story is based on Washington Irving's classic tale "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow." The town of Sleepy Hollow is plagued by a vicious headless horseman, who terrorizes its inhabitants.

The film features an incredible cast, with Johnny Depp taking on the lead role of Ichabod Crane, a peculiar New York police constable sent to investigate the mysterious killings. Christina Ricci portrays Katrina Van Tassel, the beautiful and enigmatic love interest of Crane. The stellar ensemble also includes Miranda Richardson, Michael Gambon, and Christopher Walken.

Sleepy Hollow flawlessly combines Burton's signature dark and macabre style with stunning visual effects, creating an immersive and eerie atmosphere. The haunting soundtrack, composed by Danny Elfman, perfectly complements the film's ethereal ambiance.

If you're intrigued by the enigmatic legend and wish to experience the eerie sounds of Sleepy Hollow, you can play and download these enthralling sounds here (provide the link). Prepare to be transported to a world of shadows and mysteries, where the line between reality and the supernatural becomes blurred.

A cardinal. My favorite.
A head for a head.
A kiss from a lovely young woman,
A simple farmer who has prospered.
A simple farmer who has prospered.
A strange sort of witch, with a kind and loving heart.
After which the elder Van Garrett sent for his servant Masbath.
All frightened men, arguing together on the very night
All right, Gunpowder, we're off. Come on.
All right, then. Step outside, young Masbath.
All right, this time I'll go to New York myself.
An argument upstairs between father and son.
An isolated farming community, mainly Dutch.
And Baltus did not stay to watch.
And burned it.
And did you learn anything of interest?
And here, look. A marriage certificate.
And his son, Dirk Van Garrett.
And I always thought she was useless.
And I owe my happiness to him.
And I will discover him.
And if you don't mind, Doctor,
And landlord and banker. Can we proceed?
And lastly,
And my father was later sent for by Mr. Van Garrett.
And my mother was my teacher.
And no spells of yours can alter it, either.
And Notary Hardenbrook concealed the documents,
And now...
And put her body into the grave and my own into the marriage bed.
And she told me this right in front of her husband.
And so it has been for 20 years.
And the doctor's silence I exchanged
And the drunkard Philipse.
And the head?
And the landlord, who had received many years of loyal service
And the magistrate.
And then, just the other day, that silly midwife Killian
And there you will detect the murderer.
And we hope you will honor us by remaining in this house.
And who are you, friend? We have not heard your name yet.
And yet, no blistering, no scorched flesh.
And you had better learn it, young Masbath.
And you must promise not to tell my husband what you saw.
And you've lost your brave man, Brom.
Are you saying...
Are you so certain of everything?
Are you so certain of everything?
As a roaring lion, walketh about,
As though the blade itself were red hot.
Awake at last.
Back! Stand back!
Because my mother was suspected of witchcraft.
Because your adversary the devil,
Before he went into the river.
Before he will return to Hell.
Before she saw my face or knew my name.
Beth, run!
Both of them strong, capable men,
Bring him here to face our good justice.
Bring the shovel.
Bring the Widow in.
But by pathology we might be able to determine whether or not he was dead
But first, let me ask, is anyone suspected?
But I have not finished, sir.
But it needs no stitch, and there's hardly a loss of blood.
But it was a headless horseman!
But murder begets murder.
But now the Hessian wakes.
But perhaps there is a bit of a witch in you, Katrina.
But she schooled her daughters well,
But there was something that happened one night, a week before the murder.
But to what purpose?
But unlike his compatriots, who came for money,
But we know this was Jonathan Masbath.
But why am I the only one who sees that, to solve crimes,
But you have no one to serve you. I am your man, sir.
But your mother will need you more than I.
By a Bible black tyrant behind a mask of righteousness.
By that very person who took his skull.
Came back to claim the head.
Came back.
Came for him at the bidding of someone who had power over him.
Cardinal on one side. An empty cage.
Carved into the fire back? The archer.
Chapter five, verse eight.
Chopping off heads at full gallop.
Clean as dandelion heads, apparently.
Climb down to the Horseman's resting place.
Come now for Katrina!
Come out, devil.
Come with me.
Come, come. We'll have no raised voices.
Come, sir, we'll get you settled. Play on!
Constable Crane? Constable Crane?
Convicted on confessions worth no more than this one.
Cut him up. Are we heathens?
Damn you, Crane.
Dear stepdaughter,
Did she tell you the name of the child's father?
Did you think it was all a nasty dream?
Did your father have dealings with the Van Garretts?
Dirk Van Garrett.
Do you believe the father killed her?
Do you know of the Horseman, ma'am? The Hessian?
Doctor Lancaster, Reverend Steenwyck,
Don't pick your teeth, you'll teach Thomas bad habits.
Dr. Lancaster attended the pregnant woman.
Drink this down. It'll make you sleep.
Each one found with the head lopped off.
Each to his own.
Enough have died already. It's time to confess our sins.
Every man, woman, and child is going to speak out against you.
Everything's going to be just fine.
Excellent. Come in. Leave us, my dear.
Excuse me, please.
Father saw the Horseman kill you.
Find a place in the Van Tassel's servants' quarters.
First, I can let you cool your heels in the cells
First, Peter Van Garrett
First, the Van Garretts, father and son, slain by a horseman
Fit enough to face a mortal adversary.
Five victims in four graves.
Follow it to the Tree of the Dead.
Follow the Indian trail to where the sun dies.
For my complicity in his fornications with the servant girl, Sarah.
For what was planted in the ground that day
From my parents, evicted us.
Get out of my way! Stand back! Stay back!
Given to my father when I was in swaddling clothes.
Go out, child. Keep away.
God rest Jonathan Masbath.
Good horsy.
Good luck, sir. If you need help, you call my name.
Good work.
Goodbye, Ichabod Crane.
Goodbye, Katrina.
Halt and turn, I have a pistol aimed.
Hanged himself?
Has he not come out at all?
Have you heard of it?
He cannot enter.
He had filed his teeth down to sharp points
He killed her. The Horseman killed your stepmother.
He knew the Widow was pregnant.
He rides. To the Hollow and back.
He rode a giant black steed named Daredevil.
He should do just fine, Mr. Killian.
He was dead to begin with.
He was infamous for riding his horse hard into battle,
He worked for them. We lived in the coach house.
He would not tell me the name of the father.
He's coming back!
He's on the rampage, cutting off heads where he finds them.
Help here! Lend a hand here! Anyone!
Here is his signature.
Here, take the reins.
Here! Take her!
His name's Gunpowder.
His victims are chosen by someone who controls him.
Horror piled on tragedy. Hardenbrook is dead.
How much have your superiors explained to you, Constable?
How often do I have to tell you? There is no Horseman.
I am Constable Ichabod Crane, sent to you from New York
I am finished.
I am pinioned by a chain of reasoning.
I can show you.
I curse the day you came to Sleepy Hollow.
I do not look to be served by the lady of the house.
I don't know.
I feel we're getting very close.
I get everything in the event of your death.
I have faced my fears, and come out determined
I have found something, which was lately a man.
I have not.
I have shed my tears for Brom, and yet my heart is not broken.
I hope you have a strong stomach.
I know where some grow.
I know you followed last night.
I know. I know.
I lived with my father and mother and sister in a cottage not far from here.
I might have killed you. Why have you come?
I missed you. Where did you go?
I need able men to go with me into the Western Woods.
I pray God it is satisfied now, and that you find peace.
I remember living poor in the cottage.
I saw him.
I saw his death.
I see.
I see.
I see.
I see. Thank you.
I shall.
I should hope so, Doctor, but in this case, necessary.
I should like to say that I make no assumptions about your occupation.
I should not have come to this place,
I suppose it's back to the city, then.
I swore I would make myself mistress of all he had.
I think you have no heart. And I had a mind once to give you mine.
I think you'd better come and look at this.
I used to play by this hearth as a child.
I was seven when I lost my faith.
I was young Masbath, but now the only one.
I will bind it later with wild arrowroot flowers.
I will bind it later with wild arrowroot flowers.
I will need to examine the body.
I will, sir.
I won't be fobbed off with an amateur deductor.
I'd love to have a tame one, but I wouldn't have the heart to cage him.
I'm afraid it was his death warrant, young Masbath.