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Kathi, that's enough.
Give it to me.
Hey, look.
She's not with child.
Kathi!
It's a sin.
If you sin,
the Trud is summoned.
Come along.
Now pray.
In the name of the Father,
the Son and the Holy Ghost,
amen.
Our Father,
who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name...
Come.
Come in.
Stop.
Come on!
Do you feel it
already?
It's still
much too early.
You barred the door?
What's wrong?
What is it, Kathi?
I'm so scared.
Something heavy
was crushing me.
Help me.
What have you done?
'Tis your guilt
that lures the Trud.
Out with it.
What have you done?
You'll bring misfortune
on us all.
The goat
is on your conscience.
Pray.
There's nothing else for it.
Come, now.
No. I don't like her style...
You wear too much jewelry.
They must be heavy.
But I'm so strong!
- Excuse me?
You're "so strong"?
- Yup.
Dear girl, okay, before I joined the program today,
I had heard so much about you.
People are curious about you.
People are asking: Is this girl for real? Or is she just acting?
Yup.
I think you're acting. I mean, this is not the real you.
I dance too, if that's what you're asking.
Do you have siblings?
I do. I have an elder and a younger.
So you are the middle one.
And you are also the problem child at home, I presume?
Uh, I'm the favorite child.
You are? But parents love all their children the same.
My grandmother also loves me the most.
Hello.
What's up?
Mmm...
Good.
When do you return?
I'm afraid.
I told you.
Okay, forget it.
No! No, don't!
Okay, you wait.
Okay.
Okay, Mommy is here.
Ah!
No.
-No. No.
You shall become wise...
learn all
the secrets of men...
and win all wars...
once you consume
three hearts...
of the freshly deceased.
I can...
present the emperor
with a drum made of her skin.
As soon as the drum
resounds in battle,
he shall be unconquered.
Hey, dude.
- Hey.
-What are you drawing?
A masterpiece.
Hey, are you gonna
buy Mommy a house one day?
I'm gonna buy Mama a truck.
-Oh, you know what Mommy needs?
A Cabernet.
We'll be there soon, babe.
You've been saying that.
Okay.
Come on, kiddo.
Arnold!
Come on, bud.
Can I play outside?
Yeah, bud.
Of course.
You wanna
go with him?Yeah.
Oh!
Oh, nice swing!
Ready?
Now, try and hit this,
okay?
Ready?
Hello? This is Macie.
I'll play with you,
Arnold.
Who are you?
My name is William.
Why are you hiding?
I'm good at hiding.
Do you wanna play
in the woods with me?
My mom will be mad.
Okay, Arnold.
Maybe later.
Well, there you are.
You wanna go on a hike?
A hike?
Come on, you'll love it.
It's an old Navajo trail.
Where's your mom?
Um, I don't know.
On the phone?
On the deck.
-Oh. We're, uh--
We're going for a hike.I'll be there
in a second.
I thought we weren't
doing work stuff
this weekend.
I just need to do
this one thing.
Whatever.
Uh, so, yeah,
Mommy's just doing her thing.
You ever seen
a grown man do this?
-What do you think
she's talking about?
-Perfume and stuff.
Yeah,
that makes sense.
Okay. Okay, I gotta go.
Bye.
Sorry, boys.Ay-yi-yi.
So, what was
all that about?
Oh, is this a guilt trip?
Yeah.
I guess it is now.
You know, I never said
I was gonna close myself off
to civilization this week.
You just wanna fight.
Fuck off.
Where's Arnold?
Fuck. Arnold!
Arnold!
Arnold!
Arnold! Where are you?
Arnold?
-Arnold! Arnold!
-Arnold? Arnold!
Arnold!
-You need help?
-Uh, yeah.
Our boy, we lost him.
He was right here.
Come on, buddy.Uh, Arnold!
-How old is he?
-Uh, six.
-Oh, shit.
-Arnold! Come out!
-Arnold!
- I'm over here!
Arnold.
-I was peeing!
You can't pee out there, son.
Come on back, bud.
Better watch your boy.
You having fun, bud?
I made a new friend
today.
A friend?
Who's your friend?
William.
He hides in the woods.
Uh--
Uh, where did you meet
William, sweetie?
In the backyard,
while you were on the phone.
Did you see William?
I could only see
a part of him.
Well, which...
which part of him,
sweetie?
His face was hard to see
and his clothes were all dirty.
Is William a little boy?
Yes.
Okay, is...
is William imaginary?
I don't think so.
You remember
your friend Randy, right?Yeah.
Is he like Randy?
Not really.
But kind of
like Randy?
-Maybe a little bit.
-Okay.
Well,
Randy was imaginary.
Do you remember that?Yes.
Yeah? Is that
what William is too?
Yes.
Okay. All right.
Hey, it's okay
to have imaginary friends.
We just wanna know
who they are.
Okay, bud?Okay.
Okay.
Get in bed, sucka!
Dad!I ain't kiddin' around.
I got a surprise.What is it?
I'll ask the questions
around here.
Now, you get in bed
or you'll never know.Fine.
What's my surprise?
It's my...
tablet!
Cool!Yeah!
Here. Just pop these things
in your ears there. Okay?
All right?
And you're good to go.Okay.
Good night, boss.Night.
Hey, LensCrafters.
You wanna mess around?
Get over here.
Arnold.
Come play with us tonight,
Arnold.
My mom and dad said
you're not real.
Then they'll never know.
What's wrong with your head?
Nothing's wrong, Arnold.
Let's go have some fun.
Arnold? Arnold!
Where the fuck is he?
Chris!
Chris, come in here!
Chris!
Oh, fuck.What?
Jesus Christ!
He's gone!
H-He's gone!
Arnold?
Call the cops.
Arnold!
Arnold!
Arnold!
Arnold!
Arnold!
Arnold!
Arnold! Arnold!
Arnold!
Arnold!
Arnold.
Where is Arnold?
What did you do to him?
We crawled inside his brain,
Daddy.
Good boy, William.
Now, eat, little Arnold.
Let Daddy see.
No.
Arnold!
Can you see your boy, Daddy?
He's doing very well.
No. No!
No!
What happened to
Panagas the pagan?
What the hell happened,
Panagas?
What happened to us?
It was Christmas.
Always fucking Christmas.
We'd been drinking since
the break of dawn.
"We're gonna burn this island to the ground!"
We screamed, "More wine!"
Wine was sweating
from our pores.
Our minds had left us.
Every stinking Christmas with Panagas, always the same.
It was December of 1984
when the goblin sneaked
into our village...
and into
our festive frenzies.
He thought he could walk
unseen among us.
Louder! Louder!
Louder!
You old deaf bastard!
Louder!
No more, Panagas.
I've had enough
and so have you.
Go home to your woman,
if she'll have you.
Come on, old man!
Play the stupid thing!
We've got a ghetto blaster!
All the way up!
Put it all the way!
You're gonna stand there
and eat alone, you bastard?
Don't want to share?
Who are you?
That you, Mr. Dimos?
Shut up, Placenta.
Shut up.
Mr. Dimos, my ass.
Why don't you lose
the hood?
Lose the hood
so we can feast on you.
I got him! I got him!
Get back here, man!
I got you!
Get over here.
Who are you?
Take it off.
Come on. Take it off.
Up! Up! Up!
Do I know you?
Where the fuck
did you come from?
Holy shit.
Are you from the Land Below?
Shut up, man.
You don't know
shit about shit.
But you will.
You'll see!
A goblin! A goblin!
- To the hole!
Let's fuck that goblin up!
They call it
"The Hole," "The Burrow,"
"The Land Below."
They say a fire burns
blue there, a frozen flame,
the place where the goblins, little devils,
the children of
the Goat are born.
In the Hole you are neither
dead nor alive.
Devoid of thought
and purpose.
To love
the Blue Flame only.
That's what they say,
but no one has ever
come back to tell the tale.
To the Hole!
To the Hole.
Get him, Peristeri.
Get to it, boy.
To the Hole!
-To the Hole!
Don't cry about it
like a little girl.
I can't even look at you.
Get out of my sight.
Get out of here, Peristeri!
Go get the priest!
Go fetch
Zolotas the priest!
Go fetch
Zolotas the priest!
The Hole is about to open up.
It's splitting.
Priest Zolotas...
They call him the White Man, the Exorcist, the Heretic.
I call him a bastard.
He's coming to fuck that goblin up, and he'll take his time too.
They're all gonna
take their time
with the goblin.
Like a communion.
Like the Lord's supper.
Take him.
Take him.
What do you want from me?
Wine! Wine! Wine! Wine!
Wine! Wine! Wine! Wine!
What do you want from me?
Wine! Wine! Wine! Wine!
Wine! Wine!
They say
the blood of the goblin
drives you mad.
They say it tastes
like Blue Flame.
Where are you, Panagas?
The Hole is open!
Leave, Panagas!
Where are you from,
brother?
Did ou come from
the Land Below?
Panagas!
Panagas was our leader
and now he follows.
He follows the Blue Flame.
In muddy waters,
he's been baptized a pagan.
Now, far away from
our sorrows and feasts.
Nobody saw a goblin
on the island again.
Panagas was gone too.
Vanished.
He's in the Land Below now.
Deep inside the Hole.
Of the events that took place
during that summer of 1913
in West Bengal...
I have no desire to speak.
I am infected by those...
horrific events.
I cannot get them
out of my head.
Come on, faster!
You both
are being lazy.
You could hardly
understand H.B. Gentry
if you hadn't been
to India yourself.
He craved this disturbing
paradise of exaggeration.
I was his assistant
in those days.
Gentry was an agent
for the American
Circus Corporation.
He would ship Bengal tigers and whatever else he could find for the Ringling Brothers.
So this king was utterly insane.
He cut off pieces of himself
and sat on his throne
with most
of his body parts gone.
Mumbo-jumbo.
Two bloody days
had better be worth it.
The king bring them
for his pleasure, Mr. Gentry.
You can fill your circuses
with them.
Who takes care of them?
There it is.
Barnum used to say
Gentry had this
incredible gift of sight.
That he had the strength
to look at things
that others
could not stomach.
That's why
they sent him out there.
Tell them...
Sir!
Come this way!
Come this way!
Sir, we won't go any further.Come this way!
You'll get beaten up
if you throw tantrums.
Sir! Listen, sir!
-Listen, sir.
- What?
Give us our money here
and we will go back.
I'll give!
I'llgive! I'll give!
We won't go, sir.
We won't go.
We are going back.
- Don't create a fuss now.
- Oh, God!
No, we won't go, sir!
Sir, we won't be able
to go ahead.
That's a lot
of wild story.
The freaks survived, Jim,
nd that's all that matters.
We can't go ahead, sir.
We won't go!
Listen! Both of you!No, no.
It scares us.Rascals!
Tell her.
Tell her that.
They're saying
that the creatures
will be well taken care of.
These are God's children.
What did she say?
Can they buy them?
They'll pay good money.
Tell her that
the creatures will be
well taken care of.
Come on, James.
For God's sake.
I didn't pay you
to be sick.
Can they buy them?
They'll pay good money.
How much just to see them?
Mr. Gentry,
don't waver now.
Remarkable.
Good Lord.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
My God, what was that?
Open it.
Don't open that!
Mr. Gentry,
there is a shrine inside.
It is not for us.
Oh, for God's sakes,
you're a man of science.
That houses a holy being.
One cannot worship it directly.
I need to see it.
Come on. Pay her.
You cannot look
upon it. It is beyond what
human vision can take.
This should be enough
for three years.
We'll ship them
to London next week.
Would you travel back with us?
Gentry says we stay
until the morning.
I don't recommend
you and Mr. Gentry
to stay back here.
We'll do this tonight,
Jim.
Their gods are real.
I'm not going to do it.
Goddamn you, Jim.
I'm not paying you
a dime.
I hated Gentry.
His quest for novel scenes
and perverse spectacles
was feverish and insatiate.
I often wished him dead.
If heaven is merciful,
it will someday efface
from my consciousness...
the sight
that I saw that night...
and let me live
my last years in peace.
Gentry!
Gentry!
Heaven be thanked
for the instinct
which led me...
to a most...
peaceful sleep...
under the calm stars
of clear skies.
God, I crave a sleep
whose dreams
I should not remember.
Now I lay me down to sleep.
I close my eyes.
I pray the Lord...
When I opened them, I was in a Calcutta hospital...
...my soul to keep.
...singing a great deal.
If I should die
before I wake...
And laughing oddly,
but unable to sing.
...I pray the Lord
my soul to take.
Amen.
Good boy, Wachter.
Tomorrow we will
hunt something.
Anni?
My dearest.
Brother,
I had a terrible dream.
Our cow Minka...
Now the Drude bit you too.
What if our last cow
dies as well?
We will find a solution.
You will not survive
another winter up here.
Go down to the valley.
The snow will come soon.
I will not leave you
here alone.
Do you want to end up
like our parents?
Do you know how much energy
it takes to control her?
Soon nothing will be left
of the good Anni.
There is only one way out.
We need to put
an end to this.
Wachter?
-Wachter, come here!
-Here, I said!
-Begone!
Shh!
Wachter!
Come here!
My good boy.
Did you take good care
of our cow Liesl?
Leave me alone,
you witch.
The Lord is the shadow
over your right hand.
He will keep you
from evil.No prayer will help now.
He will protect your soul.This is God's punishment.
Do it.
Quickly. It is time.
Goddamn it.
Come on.
Brother.
We will stay together.