The Ghoul (1933 film)

1933 film by T. Hayes Hunter

The Ghoul is a 1933 film about an Egyptologist who returns from the dead to take revenge on those who have violated his tomb.

Directed by T. Hayes Hunter. Written by Rupert Downing.
From the Depths of the Earth, He Will Rise.  (taglines)

Broughton edit

  • We all know that dead men don't come back.
  • Almost his last words were a threat to return from the dead. In my opinion, he was mad!

Other edit

  • Kaney: That's the last time I'll ever try to make coffee in a strange house!

Dialogue edit

Broughton: I advise you to be very careful, Laing.
Laing: I've a careful nature.
Broughton: You may be putting yourself perilously near dishonesty.
Laing: I've seen men nearer.

Nigel Hartley: I'm sorry there should be this sort of atmosphere. After all, we're only ships that pass in the night.
Broughton: Hmmm. Do you want a drink, or will you pass now?
Aga Ben Dragore: [as Kaney is making tea for the household] Six cups? That's just... just four too many. Eh?
Kaney: Tell me about Egypt. Have you ever seen a shiek?
Aga Ben Dragore: [Imperiously folding his arms] I am one!
Kaney: [Shocked] What? [drops knife; he hands it back] Thank you. Then how should I address you? Oh - I'm cutting sandwiches for a sheikh! I don't feel quite well.
Aga Ben Dragore: Oh, don't be alarmed. We're not as uncivilised as people think.
Kaney: Oh, don't say that! Do you ride a white stallion?
Aga Ben Dragore: Sometimes.
Kaney: Down the path of the moon! The noble animal plunging and frothing at the nostrils till it founders at your feet, faithful unto death!

Aga Ben Dragore: Now I will show you how we make coffee in the desert... by the native stars.
Kaney: You don't make it yourself, do you?
Aga Ben Dragore: No, of course not! A Circassian slave, lovely and thin, cooks it for us, kneeling. And if it is not to our liking...
Kaney: I know! She is stripped to the waist and lashed for miles across the Sahara.
Aga Ben Dragore: Where she is finally eaten by locusts. And rightly. Now; take this canister and do exactly as I tell you.
Kaney: And if I fail?
Aga Ben Dragore: The Yorkshire moors are just behind us!

Nigel Hartley: I happened to be staying in the neighborhood, and hearing of your master's illness I took the liberty of calling. How is he tonight?
Laing: He'll never see the morning.
Nigel Hartley: He has not asked for anyone of my cloth?
Laing: Nor will he. He's set in his ways, and they are the ways of the heathen.
Nigel Hartley: I know he won't see the rector, but though I'm a comparative stranger, I don't like to leave a man to die like that.
Laing: He'll die in his own fashion as he has lived.
Nigel Hartley: Still, sometimes at the end...
Laing: Not him! He's stubborn and unbending and will be so at the throne itself!

Prof. Morlant: You're afraid of me!
Laing: [Shakes his head] I'm afraid FOR you.
Prof. Morlant: [Referring to the jewel] If this should leave me, you'll have reason to fear... for when the full moon strikes the door of my tomb, I will come back. You hear? I will come back to kill!

Nigel Hartley: Not a very courageous person, our foreign friend.
Kaney: You think he's run away? Absurd! I'd like to see you riding your bicycle with a Circassian slave, lovely as sin, across the handlebars!

Taglines edit

  • An Ancient Curse Is About To Be Unleashed.
  • From the Depths of the Earth, He Will Rise.
  • Weird Happenings in a House of Mystery

Cast edit

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