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Avery!

Come here!

Hurry!

Please!

Hurry!

Avery, quick!

Mom?

I'm so hungry.

Can you get me a snack?

Please hurry.

Ah.

Can my friend have a snack, too?

Avery! Be careful.

Harold Weems?

You must be Apollo.

Yes, sir.

Don't tell me you walked all this way.

Oh, that's all right. Train station's not too far.

Two or three miles.

Well, with an attitude like that,

I can tell we're gonna make something great together.

- Yes, indeed. - Come on inside.

Let me help you. I'll get that.

- Oh, thank you, thank you. - Yeah.

All right.

Wow. You were thirsty after that walk, huh?

No car?

Uh, nah. Nobody has a car in New York.

Apollo, can I get you anything else?

These cupboards are chock full of sweets and goodies.

Oh, no, no, no, I'm good. Thank you, though.

Wife's got soup on the stove. Homemade cream of chicken.

Yeah, but thanks, I appreciate it. I'm good.

Um...

Okay, um, we're good to begin.

Just a matter of paying the deposit.

Right.

What did we say?

400 or 500?

Uh, we said four.

What do you shoot on?

Oh, it's a GR-C1.

Yeah, records right on the tape. No processing.

Top of the line, huh?

Got it second hand.

Works great, though.

There's still something precious about celluloid.

Makes me feel like I'm capturing a memory.

Okay, um, so how do you wanna start?

How much do you know about my case?

Just what you mentioned over the phone.

Something about your last wife?

Let's just keep it at that.

What about you?

Wife at home? Girlfriend?

Boyfriend?

Anything goes, these days.

Nah, nah. No, it's just me.

Mm-hm. Keeping my eyes on the prize, you know?

And what's the prize?

Paying rent.

Hm.

Let's get started.

Okay. Say something, please.

Hello, Apollo.

All right. All right.

Hello. My name is Harold J. Weems.

You may recognize me from a scandal

that occurred in this house many years ago.

It seems everyone thinks that I am a killer.

I know.

Laughable.

A dark stain of suspicion has followed me

for most of my life.

But now with the help of a fledgling documentarian, Apollo,

we are about to set the record straight.

I have been hiding something, all of these years.

The truth is,

I know exactly who's responsible for the death of my wife,

and my son.

And today, I'm going to spill my guts

and share every detail with you.

Oh, yeah. Sounds good.

Looks good, yeah. Okay.

Great.

Bring the camera.

You're rolling, yes? We have a good rhythm.

Come on, stay with me.

I never could get the stain out. Poor Jane.

This is where I found her.

I'd just gotten home from a shoot.

Photo shoot. I photographed wildlife in the area.

It was an awful mess.

The police, of course, suspect me, the husband.

Even though I was miles away.

I'm sorry. Where...

Where should I look? Here, or-

Oh, slightly off camera. That works.

Okay. Right, right, right, right, right.

Um...

Where was I?

You came home and you found your wife's body?

Right! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Right, of course. Um...

I found her on her side.

The most horrifying expression on her face.

At first, I thought she was scared to death, literally.

Then I saw her arm and her

right calf were dismembered.

Eaten, actually.

The coroner found bite marks all over her body,

and of course, my dental records didn't match.

So...

How'd you feel?

Hm?

Well, I just thought you might wanna talk

about your feelings, as far as coming down here

and seeing your son and wife.

Don't mention my son.

The police? They were terrorists.

They had no understanding of what I had to endure.

I'm sorry. Just give me one quick second.

Yeah.

We'll be here.

All right.

All right. We are...

Rolling.

All right, with your help, Apollo,

we'll convince the world of my innocence.

Hey, uh, that's okay.

You don't have to mention me. All right?

Apollo.

Don't tell me you're a nonbeliever.

No, no, no, it's not that. You know, it's just...

This is your thing, okay? And I'm just filming it.

All right? That's cool?

Let's get some air. I have something special to show you.

You can set that down.

Apollo!

From one artist to another.

I've buried myself in this passion.

- Oh, you took these? - Mm-hm.

Oh, okay. They're nice.

Thanks.

I, uh, apologize.

I don't have many visitors.

I don't always know how to act.

Probably why I choose animals.

They don't fuss over my peculiar nature.

Yeah, I've been like this for as long as I can remember.

Oh, well, you're all right, man.

No, this is, this is cool. This is, this is really cool.

Mm.

Look.

The neighborhood kids.

What're they up to?

Well, I'd guess that little one was double dog dared.

These kids think a witch lives in this house.

Always be mindful of your story, Apollo.

If you don't tell it correctly,

the world will tell it for you.

And there's my wife Deloris.

Good to have a little fun with it. You know?

Apollo, I don't think we're gonna get everything

in the time we allotted for today.

Oh, that's okay. I can just come back another day.

Mm.

How about you stick around, we'll shoot everything today,

and I'll personally drive you to the train station?

Uh...

This would be overtime. So, I'll triple your rate?

Tell me you're not dying to hear my story.

Okay. Cool, cool.

Great. Give me a moment.

I gotta find something.

Okay.

Found it!

Apollo, come here.

My little Shangri-La.

Now, what I'm about to show you requires trust.

This was never seen by the police.

They wouldn't see what I see.

What you will see.

Go ahead.

Take a look.

Why would you film this?

It's fascinating how she feeds.

Oh, Mr. Williams, I...

Why are you showing me this?

I don't wanna see this.

That's the little rhyme those neighborhood rats

sing about my beautiful house.

They don't understand what I do to protect them.

Right there. Do you see it?

The proof?

It's in the eyes, Apollo.

That look of terror.

No mortal man could do that.

I don't feel so good.

I gotta go, man.

You can keep the money, all right? Just...

I'll just mail you the footage.

Oh! It's okay, Apollo.

You'll see her for yourself.

What...

What're you doing?

It is almost time, love.

You know what to do.

Let me go, man.

Just let me go.

I'm sorry, Apollo. You never stood a chance.

Everything in that kitchen was drugged.

The soup, the cookies.

And all it took was a glass of water.

Hah!

Apollo, I'm curious.

Why did you stay so long?

Was it really for the money?

Or curiosity?

Hm?

Why are you doing this, man?

My name is Harold J. Weems, and I was chosen by her.

If you are watching this, it means you are my successor.

She calls herself Beezel.

And she's lived here long before me.

And through our sacrifice, she'll lived here long after.

Help me, man.

Help!

Shh, shh, shh!

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

She feeds on the flesh of the living.

And every 300 years, she births a child.

I've made a lot of sacrifices in my life,

but if you choose to let her in, there is no regret.

There is no pain.

There is only power.

The responsibility will fall on you to keep her fed.

What the fuck?

I've never captured a live feeding successfully.

It's rather exciting.

When Beezel took my first wife, Jane, she feasted for days.

Poor Jane suffered.

At first, it was difficult to watch.

But then I stopped fighting, and let her in completely.

And now, I finally have a wife with a shared purpose.

I can already taste you.

Help!

Help.

Oh, God, please! No, no!

No, stop!

No, no!

Stop!

WBCN in Boston, Massachusetts.

Mrs. Weems?

Mrs. Weems?

This is Naomi.

Charlotte's replacement?

Oh, shoot!

Sorry.

Your file did say that you prefer candles.

I'm so sorry to hear about Charlotte, Mrs. Weems.

I still can't believe she would abandon you like that.

Anyways.

My name is Naomi

and I'll be taking care of you from here on.

And I promise I won't disappear on you.

You have such a beautiful smile.

Something funny?

Well, you must be starved.

How about I make you some dinner?

Here we go!

Nice and warm.

Come on up.

Right.

There we go.

Prepared your favorite.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Did Charlotte prepare this differently?

All right, come on up.

All right. Deep breaths for me, Mrs. Weems.

Unfortunately, Charlotte didn't leave any updated notes,

so I might need a few days to catch up.

Okay.

Let's get you ready for bed.

Shoot.

I'll check in throughout the night, okay?

Hello?

It

Will happen

again.

Mrs. Weems?

I didn't know.

I didn't know what she was.

Mrs. Weems.

Are you awake?

Beezel!

First.

Linda.

And then...

Charlotte.

Not enough.

Feed her.

Stuff her.

That will please her.

Feed her.

Stuff her.

That will

please her.

Feed her.

Stuff her.

That will please her.

Go away.

This is Charlotte Hodges,

Shepherd's Valley Hospice nurse.

It's day nine of Deloris Weems' care.

Something strange is happening with my patient.

About a month ago, Mrs. Weems had a stroke.

Doctor said she would never walk or speak again.

A few nights ago, about an hour after I put her to bed,

she began to talk in her sleep.

At first I thought it was a miracle,

but the things she was saying, they were

terrifying.

She was talking about hurting Linda, the nurse before me,

but that doesn't make sense.

I get a strange feeling in this house that something is

watching me.

I'm gonna record her, the next time this happens.

So, um...

Here we are.

No.

I...

I won't do it.

Poor

Linda.

It's so [sobs] cold.

One is enough.

It's too cold.

It's so [sobs] cold.

One is enough.

Kill Charlotte.

One is enough.

Got some water for ya.

How's your throat?

Mrs. Weems?

Did you know that you talk in your sleep?

I'll be right here if you need anything.

I'll be right here if you need anything.

Enough.

You've had enough.

Feast on her.

Now.

While she sleeps.

Beezel.

Just one more.

Where are you going?

Hello, Naomi.

Hello?

Help.

Help!

Mrs. Weems?

I'm coming to help you!

You're gonna be okay.

[sobs] Help me.

Mrs. Weems?

Charlotte!

I'm gonna get you out of here!

No!

No!

Open the door! Open the door!

No! No!

Wait!

Ooh!

I found it!

So,

10 years ago,

this is where my mother-in-law

killed and buried three hospice nurses.

Allegedly.

But the worst part?

Now, nobody wants to buy it.

Quite the inheritance.

Wow.

What's down there?

There he is.

Out in the snow, looking wonderful.

Yeah?

That's my husband, everybody.

- That's me. - Hands off, ladies.

All right, film me. It's me.

It's not you. It's me.

I always want it to be a filmmaker.

Wait. Tell me, do I look good?

Eww, I'm all...

It's not cute, 'cause my hair is wet.

That's why I keep him.

Ladies, if you're watching, that's why I keep him.

The happiest I've seen him!

It's so weird.

He's so grumpy, and yet,

he's like an angel.

Stop.

- You're not ready for this. - No, no.

Stop.

What're you doing?

I'm browsing the Yellow Pages for something to eat,

because I'm starving.

And there is no internet in this great house.

Thanks for calling Great Wall. How can I help you?

Hi. Can I get an egg drop soup and veggie lo mein, please?

Sure. Egg drop and veggie lo mein, what else?

What do you want?

Egg rolls.

And?

More egg rolls.

Okay. Two orders of egg rolls, please.

My husband's the best.

Sure. It's 89 North Hampton Road.

You're so sexy.

Cash.

Yeah. Thank you.

See you soon.

Babe, I love you, but...

I'm so exhausted.

Let's have a baby.

What?

Come on. Right here on this table.

No.

What's wrong with you?

Hm!

One thing you should know about my husband,

he's impossible to please.

He's also exceptionally cute, so, I can forgive.

Comfortable?

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Do you have any idea how weird this shit is for me?

You know I've only ever seen pictures of this house.

Not just from the news, but from letters she would send.

Before or after she joined a cult?

I don't know if she joined a cult.

But definitely before she met Harold.

Did you ever meet him?

Harold Weems?

Fuck no.

That guy's a psycho.

Had they never met, my mom would still be alive.

Somehow, he convinced her

that a witch lived in the basement.

Yeah.

And that was more appealing than raising me.

Who's this for?

What?

The filming. Who's gonna watch this?

We will. Our kids will.

I wanna remember this.

I don't wanna remember this, no.

Aren't you scared, being here?

Why would I be scared?

Any normal person should be.

Normal's boring.

You're a psycho.

Come on.

Show me you love me.

You know I love you.

I could feel it.

- Please stop. - Don't be so stiff.

- I know what you're doing. - What am I doing?

Please stop, now!

Did you see that? A bird flew right into the window!

Can I have some privacy, please?

Did you hear what I said?

A bird flew right into the window!

Privacy!

Please.

- What? - Privacy!

Sorry!

Excuse me, sir.

I've fallen and I can't get up.

- Is that my mom's? - She was a real horn dog.

I have to sign this.

The house is officially on the market tomorrow,

and I still need to change the locks.

Kids in the neighborhood are breaking in, as you've seen.

What if we kept it?

Cleaned it up a little?

Yeah?

Not gonna happen.

You know I wouldn't mind moving back to the States.

Live here, until the value goes up?

This isn't your decision.

Well, we're married. So, of course I have a say.

It's not like we have anything tying us to Paris.

I'm not living in my dead mother's house. Are you kidding?

This is the perfect place to raise a family.

We're not having kids!

You know, it feels like we've been

really out of sync lately

and I think that you should work on that.

Lucas!

Luke!

- Was that good? - It was very good.

It's very good.

Apparently, it's really warm here.

Luke?

Luke?

Oh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Nova?

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Nova, are you okay?

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

What's wrong with you?

Shh.

Shh.

Look, drop it 10, 20% if you have to!

I'll accept anything that comes in!

Please, Shelly.

Nova?

Did you take a knife?

You were right.

We've been outta sync.

But I'm gonna fix that, okay?

My husband is out at the realtor's office,

and I have no idea why because

this is about to be our new home.

He just doesn't know it yet.

See?

Better already.

What do we think of this?

What is this?

Nova!

What is this video?

We made love last night.

I think I would remember that.

Would you look at me?

She's gonna be so pleased.

Enough.

You've had enough.

Beezel.

What?

Where did you get these?

Downstairs.

In the basement.

We need to get out of this house immediately.

But I like it here.

There's something wrong!

This house does something to people,

and I think it's doing something to you.

Yeah.

I have some great news.

I just got an offer on the house.

We got an offer.

Okay, when do we close? Just a few things.

They wanna fix the roof. This could take months!

Well, it's a buyer's market, so,

let's just sit tight and we'll talk soon.

Okay, I'll start your inspection. Thank you.

Baby, are you okay?

I'm fine.

This is crazy.

Nova!

Is there something you wanna tell me?

Maybe you think I'd be mad, or you want it to be a surprise?

I have a surprise for you.

We leave for Paris, tomorrow.

I've arranged for the realtor to finish the sale.

Should we celebrate?

Awake!

Nova.

Are you awake?

I just had the weirdest dream.

You were in it.

Did it feel good?

What?

You heard me.

Did it feel good?

All right. Go find your rooms, everyone!

Just take as much as you can.

We'll do another trip, too.

Watch out for this wire.

Yeah, we will.

I mean, there will smells, for sure.

That's about it.

Yeah.

So, this is a sun room, a dining room.