- Vaguely. - What do you remember?
There's a room... and l sit there alone...
- always alone. - What else?
- [ Sighs ] A grave. - Where?
l don't know. It's an open grave, and l--
l stand by the gravestone Iooking down into it.
- It's my grave. - But how do you know?
- l know. - But is there a name on the gravestone?
No.
No, it's-- it's new and... clean and waiting.
Well, what else?
This part is a dream. l think there--
J there's a tower and a bell and a garden below.
lt seems to be in Spain...
a village in Spain.
lt clicks off and it's gone.
Well... a portrait?
- Do you see a portrait? - No.
lf l could iust find the key, the beginning...
and put it together, l--
And so explain it away?
There's a way to explain it, you see.
lf l'm mad, then that would explain it, wouldn't it?
Madeleine!
Oh, Scottie!
[ Sobbing ] l'm not mad! l'm not mad! l don't want to die.
There's someone within me, and she says l must die.
Oh, Scottie, don't let me go.
l'm here. l've got you.
l'm so afraid.
Don't leave me.
- Stay with me. - All the time.