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Here!

Over here!

This way!

Hurry!

This way.

This way!

Follow me.

Mira, there's somebody coming.

She's the one.

Who are you?

Where are the others?

Beware, sire. She's a witch.

Don't let her speak to you. Don't let her touch you.

She's one of them, in league with Satan.

She's one of many who serve their master.

They have brought the contagion.

They bear the cross on the soles of their feet.

They tread on all that is holy.

Was it not written in the prophecy?

Were we not warned that they would come

and spread like locusts?

You won't hurt me, will you?

Behold the stigmata!

The sign of the demon!

Kill them! All of them!

Not one must be allowed to live!

Pull!

Down there!

She's coming back to life!

Hurry, before they all return from the dead

and wreak vengeance upon us!

Cover them! Cover them at once!

They must be hidden from the sight of man forever!

Bury them. Bury them!

Bury them!

Filthy demons from Hell!

Don't let them come back to life.

It's from Satan!

Faster.

What must we do now?

The men are frightened.

Trouble! Trouble!

Bless this site and build a church on it.

A holy shrine to imprison the demon in this pit forever!

Shh.

Cover those vile creatures completely.

Curse them!

God protect us!

In the name of the Father,

and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

I'm sorry.

Please excuse me.

I'm... I'm really very sorry.

That's okay.

That's what I get for oversleeping.

It's just that it's my first day of work

and I'm already late.

What a divine fresco.

Mmm.

Which way is the library?

Hey.

Thanks.

Hey, how about a cup of coffee later?

Okay.

- Hello. - Hello.

Who are you?

You're not a priest.

I'm the new librarian.

I have to catalog all these books, unfortunately.

My name is Evan.

I am Lotte.

I'm the sacristan's daughter, unfortunately.

Hmm.

Psst.

Hey.

Come here.

Close your eyes.

Did you hear the horse?

What?

What horse?

Good morning.

It's your first day and you're already late.

Not a good start.

I'm sorry. Please forgive me.

It won't happen again.

You were told to be here at eight o'clock sharp.

And I don't think there is any reason, Lotte,

why you should be here in the library.

I won't be late again, Your Grace.

The Gospel according to St. Luke,

chapter eight,

verses 27 through 30.

"And when he went forth and walked over the land,

he met a man outside the walls of the city,

and this man had been possessed by demons

for many years.

The man was in rags and he had no house to dwell in.

His dwelling place was in the tombs.

And Jesus asked him, 'What is thy name?"

And the man answered, 'Legion, '

because many devils had lived in his body.

For a long time, he was scorned,

an outcast, and all men fled the deserted places

where Legion dwelled.

They fled temptation just as we all must flee it.

We must meet Satan's power with the power of our Lord,

who sustains us in our struggle against evil.

We must be vigilant that we do not fall victim

to Satan's legions and be banished from the dwelling

- of the righteous..." - What is it?

- Better have a look. - I'll be right there.

"And the regions of death and darkness,

as was the man who..."

"Who implored Jesus to drive the demons from his body."

Stop!

It's crumbling away.

It's what I told ya.

We have to stop.

Don't drill anymore.

Judging by the sound of the drill,

I'd say there's a cave under there, a big one.

Yes, I've got to make a report.

There's no longer any question of restoration here.

We must stop work immediately.

Here you are.

Weren't we supposed to have a cup of coffee together?

We have a problem. Look at these cracks.

That's not your job.

Why don't you call the Historic Monuments Commission?

You're right. Okay.

Leave things as they are.

I'll examine the cracks later.

Whatever you say, ma'am.

Let's get outta here.

I'm seeing visions after cataloging all those books.

Visions of burning sinners

and devils with pitchforks, I suppose?

Why not angels laying down some great harp,

and virgins dancing in ecstasy?

Evan, look what I found!

A parchment.

It must be hundreds of years old.

Where did you find it?

Down below, where the workmen have been.

I'd like to try to decipher it.

The bishop should see it.

No, wait.

I want to look at it first.

You don't find these things every day.

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

Evan.

Yes, I'll be glad to give you a lift home.

Thanks, I appreciate it.

Bye.

Afternoon, Your Grace.

What was that girl doing in here?

Uh, nothing.

Just wanted a ride home.

I've been working all day on that parchment.

It appears to have been written

in some strange sort of code.

Can't decipher it.

Where are we going?

Did you wanna do something?

It's a form of scripture,

but not in a language that I can distinguish.

You shouldn't have brought it with you!

Nobody knows except you and me.

Anyway, I did recognize one thing.

The symbol of the Teutonic Knights.

Who are they? A religious order?

Yes, a military religious order

that defended the pilgrims traveling to the Holy Land

at the time of the Crusades.

They later took over half of Europe.

Their cruelty became legendary.

For instance, when they laid siege to a village,

they would surround it with hanging corpses

to terrorize the townspeople.

They appealed a lot to the Nazis.

Hitler drew his inspiration from them

when he founded the SS.

The Iron Cross, his favorite decoration,

was modeled on the Black Cross of the Teutonic Knights.

Lord, bless this food and those who sit at thy table.

- Amen. - Amen.

Reverend, I found a quote that you can use

for your sermon.

Hmm, "the world is the Devil's."

"The world is the Devil's."

In other words, the world identifies itself with the Devil.

Isn't that a bit strong, Your Grace?

Why?

No God, no Devil.

And the Devil is everywhere.

Even when you put the flowers on the altar,

the Devil is at your shoulder.

Isn't that so, Reverend?

Sorry I'm late.

I would appreciate it, Father Gus,

if you could be punctual for all meals.

Sorry, Your Grace.

Father Gus, I wonder whether you can suggest

a Latin quotation for my sermon.

To be honest, I'm rather diffident at Latin, Reverend.

Your prunes.

♪ Back to ♪

♪ I got those ♪

♪ And I need you ♪

♪ Well, you can get what you want ♪

♪ You can get what you need ♪

Here we are.

What do you think?

Hmm. Nice.

- You live here alone? - Mmm-hmm.

I'm gonna have a shower.

- Amuse yourself while I'm gone. - Right.

Have you ever heard of a French writer named Fulcanelli?

According to him,

the tables of law were buried under

one of these Gothic cathedrals,

the tables that were once kept in the Ark.

Shades of Indiana Jones.

I'm not joking.

The proof is that exactly at that time,

the first huge Gothic cathedrals

sprang up all over Europe.

Don't you see?

There's no other explanation of where

they got the knowledge to build them.

Isn't that fascinating?

Just think what might be buried under these cathedrals.

Things stolen from the Holy Land. Treasure.

Or maybe the key to some unknown science

we've lost all trace of...

Something that could turn the finder

into a superman, a god.

I've got to find out what's in that parchment.

But that's sacrilegious.

I don't care.

I don't want to spend the rest of my life

looking at old books.

Look at my hands.

I can't get them clean...

Hmm.

"There is a place in which there is hidden..."

"A stone with seven eyes."

I've gotta find the stone with seven eyes.

You know this is the only cathedral

in which no king has ever been buried?

Or even a bishop?

Why?

There's only one tomb: the builder's.

Maybe they didn't want anyone to dig.

What if I told the bishop?

Come on, sweetheart. You're on my side, huh?

Where have you been?

Your bed hasn't been slept in.

You've been out!

No, Daddy, I went down to pray!

Dressed like that?

You can't pull the wool over my eyes.

You've been drinking and smoking.

Little liar, you were out, all right.

How did you get out?

I locked all the doors.

How did you get out?!

Hermann, come to bed.

Where are you going?

Why don't you stay and keep me company?

Why don't you come with me and forget the whole thing?

Are you crazy?

Ah.

Here, take this.

But you have to promise to read it.

Okay. I have to go.

Be careful now, okay?

I'll leave the porch light on for you.

All right, okay.

Shh.

"That which was entrusted to you, keep safe."

I don't see the stone with seven eyes.

Lotte!

Come out.

I know you're here.

Lotte.

Come out. I heard you.

Lotte.

The Gothic cathedrals are part

of the cosmic design.

But the meaning of this design is beyond our knowledge.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello, who is this?!

Hello?

Hello?

Who is it?

North Precinct Sargeant Howe speaking.

Hello?

Hello, police?

- Police?! - Yes, ma'am.

What's the problem? Hello?

Please come quickly!

All right, ma'am.

Please help me! Help!

Somebody's trying to kill me!

Come quickly! Help!

Ah!

What's going on here, lady?

It's in there!

It was trying to kill me!

- It's still inside there. - Give me a hand with her.

- Come on. - It tried to Kill me.

I got her.

- Call an ambulance, quick. - It was a monster.

It's all over now, it's all over.

Calm down. We'll take care of everything.

You're just lucky we traced your call.

We need an ambulance.

- It wasn't a man. - You're in a state of shock.

- It was a monster! - Uh-huh, I believe you.

- It was a monster! - We'll wait in the car.

Hold it just like that.

Smile.

No, lift the veil. Lift it.

Right.

- Do something. - We don't have all day.

We have to be finished in an hour.

Call the princess. Hurry!

Come on, she wants you.

Come on, come on, come on.

- How do I look? - Great.

Okay, then.

Smile.

Evan!

Hi.

Just arriving?

How come so late?

Oh, Evan.

You haven't any idea.

Something terrible happened to me.

Somebody tried to kill me last night at home.

Tried to kill you?

It was a monster.

It must've been wearing a mask.

I don't think so.

It was worse than that.

Much worse.

What about you?

I called you.

What happened to you?

There isn't much to tell.

I hadn't been there very long

when the sacristan appeared.

The idiot jumped on me like a maniac.

Lucky it was dark so he didn't recognize me.

Sweetheart, don't I get a kiss?

No, Evan, not here. Not now.

Stop it.

No!

No! You must be crazy!

Crazy!

What's wrong with Lisa, Evan?

Who knows?

Nerves, maybe.

Hmm.

As they say,

you can never tell with women.

Miss Brueckner, I read somewhere that the builders

of the Gothic cathedrals constructed them

in such a way that it was possible

to make them collapse from pressing a secret spot.

If there's a spot like that,

you can bet he'll put his finger on it by mistake.

Well, Otto, so much has been written

about these cathedrals.

You and your stupid bike.

What if the mechanic can't fix it by tonight?

We'll miss the concert.

So which is it most,

you afraid you'll miss the concert or Frank?

Don't start that again.

And now, boys and girls,

let's go and see the tomb of the architect

of this cathedral.

Stay close together.

I'm here with you now, right?

I'm going to the concert with you, okay?

Are you going to be like this the whole time?

You're really becoming a royal pain.

But you called him from the mechanic's.

I heard you.

You can't deny it.

Ah, I can't hear a thing.

This contraption doesn't work.

Huh!

You're as deaf as a post.

I'm not deaf as a post!

It's this damn contraption!

Lotte.

Lotte.

Yes?

Would you mind opening the window, please?

Sure.

Lotte.

What's wrong? Don't be afraid.

I won't bite you.

You didn't go to school today.

How come?

I didn't feel well.

Did you have a tummy ache, little girl?

No, I had a headache.

You're lying.

That's not very nice.

Why don't we open up your tummy

and see what's the matter?

Okay?

Huh?

This where it hurts, huh?

Huh? Huh? Huh?

Dad, help me, please!

He's crazy. I think he wanted to kill me.

Dad, listen to me!

Please!

- Who did? - Evan, the new librarian.

Evan?

Evan is a good man.

But, Dad, I tell you, he wanted to kill me.

He's a monster!

What do you mean?

Don't say that.

You're lying.

Ah! No!

Daddy, let me go!

Don't hurt me!

Let me go!

No, stop!

Let me go, Daddy!

No, please, don't hurt me, please!

Don't keep me waiting for those onions, Hermann.

Daddy! Daddy, what are you going to do to me?

Wash out your mouth with soap!

Stop! Stop!

I'll teach you to say nasty things about people!

Stop! Stop!

Lotte?

Lotte!

Oh!

Watch where you're going!

- Where did she-? - Little idiot!

She didn't get it dirty, did she?

Did anybody get permission to do the shoot inside?

We could get in trouble.

If they say anything,

I'll flash them a big, big smile.

Excuse me, Father.

We wanted to ask your permission

to take a few photos.

It's so nice in here.

You married today?

Yes, or we're going to be.

Ah, look. You'll have to excuse me.

All right, but make it quick.

And go easy on the flash.

Let's get a move on.

Come on.

Hurry.

May the Lord enlighten you and help you

make a good confession.

Father, help me.

I no longer believe.

I have lost my faith.

Please, I need your help.

I have always shunned evil.

That is why I shut myself and my family

away from the world.

I know who you are.

It's Hermann, isn't it?

No, I am no longer the sacristan.

I'm not Hermann any longer.

Last night, the angel of evil possessed me

and I became his servant.

I want to do evil.

To Kill...

To Kill

and destroy!

Ah!

- What the hell? - Look out!

For God's sake, who left?

What's wrong with that asshole?

He ruined the shot!

As he went by, he scratched me.

It's nothing at all.

Come, boys and girls, it's time to continue on.

Stay close together.

Heinrich.

- Hmm? - Did you see that awful man?

And take that out of your mouth.

It had to be my best side.

It's nothing, Bruno, really.

- Anyone got a mirror? - You poor baby.

You want a kiss to make it better?

I'm telling you that it hurts, Brula.

No!

I want it to look like a cloud.

Hey, hey, children!

Get away! Get away!

Look up. Look up.

A little more to the right.

Now, smile.

One more like that.

Turn your head to the right.

A little higher.

Radiant smile.

Oh!

Oh! Oh!

It's caught!

Your Grace! Something terrible has happened.

The sacristan is dead.

Shh.

"It was intended that the secret should remain

buried in oblivion for thousands of years.

If it has come before your eyes,

O unfortunate ones,

the terrible truth is then vivid.

Evil in this land has taken the form

of monstrous creatures that we call demons."

- What else does it say? - Shh.

Cut it! Tear it!

This is crazy. I can't stand it much longer.

Whose responsibility?

Darling, hold on a minute.

We don't want to ruin the dress.

It cost a fortune.

and we have to return it.

But I can't... I can't breathe.

I said, wait!

Why don't you open that damn door? Well?

But, madame, I told you already there's nothing I can do.

And that's the only door.

What shall I do with the children?

Miss Brueckner, it says in the book,

it says the original monoportal structure

has remained unaltered since the Middle Ages,

so this is the only way in or out.

You hear that? Congratulations.

I guess that takes care of the concert.

Now you'll have me all to yourself. Shit.

Reverend.

There's no time to lose.

What's happened?

I- I don't know, but we have to get these people out of here.

Now, you call the police.

- I'll try to get the doors- - Wait.

Shouldn't we tell the bishop?

He already knows.

Now, just call the police.

Since when do you give orders?

Listen, you!

Shouldn't we be calling someone?

The fire brigade?

The sacristan is dead.

His guts are all over the floor down there.

Now, call the damn police.

What a curious event.

And what's he looking at?

Reverend?

Reverend, wait.

Have you found another exit?

I've already told you, there isn't any.

It's not possible.

I'm responsible for all these children.

Their parents will be worried.

You've got to find another exit.

- Help me. - Ugh.

Wee! Wee!

Impossible.

There has to be more than one door in the church.

Ah!

Come on. Have a biscuit.

They're groovy.

Our Father, who art in Heaven,

hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done

On Earth as it is in Heaven.

Why don't you all stop talking

and do something to get me out of here?

Be patient, Velma.

It'll be a second, dear.

Excuse me. Do you have anything like a knife?

- Will this do? - Oh, that'll do it.

Come, Heinrich. I have a fab idea.

There, there. Come on.

What?

What in God's name is going on?

Water.

I'll go and look for some.

Hey, Miss Brueckner.

Do you realize that the time is a quarter past midnight?

Your watch is two hours behind.

Oh!

My glasses!

Otto, help me find my glasses.

Otto, where are you?

I can't see!

Where the fuck have you been?

I've been looking for you everywhere.

What are you staring at me like that for, you idiot!

Joanna, we have to get out of here.

So what are we waiting for?

This way, Miss Brueckner.

They found your glasses.

Thank you, Otto. You're such a good boy.

Oh!

Come on, now. Quit that crying, you hear?

It's like a contagious disease and I got it.

Come off it. Those things just don't happen.

Go away! Leave me alone!

Go on! Who needs you?

- Okay, I'm going. - No! No! Please stay!

Remember that stuff Miss Brueckner made us read?

It said to not... Your best friend,

you have to see...

You have to see his face when he's sleeping because-

If he's truly your best friend,

his face will be the same as yours.

I'm your best friend and I feel like

I'm going to fall asleep.

Will you watch over me?

The bell ropes?

What a crazy idea.

Save your breath for these stairs.

It's a groovy idea and you know it.

We're too old to climb these stairs.

Stop being negative.

It's time to think positively.

We're going to get up there and ring those bells.

You're bats in the belfry.

You go first.

Go on.

We made it, dearest,

but I don't see any ropes to pull on.

Would you care to contribute a little input?

I hate that kind of talk and you know it.

Why can't you be content to grow old gracefully?

You old cow.

Heinrich, I have another idea.

♪ Go to hell ♪

♪ We'll see you there as well ♪

♪ No friends to meet ♪

♪ No telephones to ring ♪

Simon, I must go back home.

Can you take me, please?

No way. I'm stayin'.

You're a jerk and I hate you!

♪ I'll tell you straight ♪

♪ If there's one thing that I hate ♪

Go away. Leave me alone.

What's happening?

Please tell me what's happening, in God's name!

What's happening is not in God's name,

but in Satan's.

This cathedral is infested with evil.

But this is holy ground!

Exactly.

And the church is the place the Devil most hates.

But the doors... Who closed the doors?

The Devil?

No, the architect devised a mechanism for security.

Security?

Who for?

For the outside world.

The evil within these walls is worse than any plague.

It's worse than the Black Death.

How do you know all this?!

It's all written in this manuscript, the whole story.

It's not the first time something like this has happened.

What are we supposed to do about it?

Nothing.

What do you mean nothing?

There is no choice.

It's either demonic possession or death beneath

the ruins of the cathedral.

What are you talking about?

There is a secret place in the cathedral

where a mere touch will bring

the whole building down in ruins.

The parchment reveals that the secret

was sealed in the mouth of the architect.

If the cathedral falls,

we few will die to save the majority.

But if I don't do anything,

the plague will spread beyond the walls of this church,

and this corrupt and sinful city

will get the banishment it deserves.

The stench of Satan will permeate the streets

and the populace will plead for mercy.

You've no right to play God!

- I am the church! - You're insane!

Give me that scroll!

No!

No, stop!

- In the name of God! - It's my secret!

Mine forever!

- Ah! - No!

God!

Have mercy!

What must I do?

What must I do?!

We're in a well.

There's no way out.

What are we gonna do?

Freddie, we're trapped in this grave

and we can't get out!

Hold on.

- Hold on. - We're trapped!

Keep still.

Listen. Listen.

What?

Do you hear anything?

No.

Hold the light.

- Hold onto me! - Hang on!

- Don't let me fall! - I've got you!

- Oh, my God! - Don't worry!

I've got you!

No!

Freddie, please, don't let me fall!

Save me, please!

Save me, Freddie!

Hang on to my hand.

Please. Please help me!

- Freddie! - Just hang on to my hand!

Don't worry. I won't let you go.

Run! Run!

Giddy up! Giddy up, horsey!

Hi-ho, Silver, away!

Where is everybody? Where are they?

- I've got to find Evan. - Evan?

Don't leave me alone.

Please, don't leave me alone.

I wish there were a mirror.

I can't stand being without a mirror.

I need to see myself.

That's not me. That's an old lady.

I'm young and beautiful.

No!

I don't understand.

I don't understand.

That's it.

Shh! Shh!

It's me.

Father Gus.

Father Gus!

Don't you recognize me?

Where have you been?

I saw you leave the cathedral today.

How did you get back in?

Huh?

Is there another way out of here?

I saw them.

Lotte, are you listening to me?!

I saw them.

I saw my parents there.

How did you get back in?

Huh?

You must tell me.

There's a hole, a crack, down below.

Nobody else knows about it.

Lotte, we have to get out of here. Now.

Do you understand?

They killed everyone.

Even the animals.

No one knew why.

They said that we carried a contagion.

They could let live only the architect.

He was a man of learning,

and they were afraid of him.

They tortured him.

I followed your orders.

I constructed the mechanisms to destroy

the cathedral even a thousand years from now

if the pestilent should reappear.

You are an alchemist,

and alchemy is a demonic science,

and you serve the Devil!

Everything you don't understand you call "alchemy,"

ascribing the plague to an invasion by the Devil,

mistaking illness for evil.

It's all lies!

Lies generated by sick, evil minds.

The secret of this cathedral must never be revealed.

It must remain sealed in your mouth forever.

No! No!

They buried him here and threatened

to ex-communicate anyone who put another tomb

in the cathedral.

How do you know these things, Lotte?

They killed everybody with their swords.

I bore witness.

Come.

The secret was sealed in the mouth of the architect.

Let's go.

Come with me.

What's the matter?

You must go alone.

No, please, come with me.

No, I must stay here.

Now, save yourself!

I'll follow you later, huh?

Now, go. Go!

"It was intended that the secret

should remain buried in oblivion

for thousands of years."

The secret is in the architect's mouth.

And this supports Fulcanelli's theory

that the Gothic cathedrals are all

part of the cosmic plan.

It was believed that the architects

used alchemy and magic to help them in their work.

Legend has it that it was just such magic

that caused the church to collapse,

causing the deaths of numerous victims.

The steeple was miraculously spared this disaster,

but its precarious condition presents

a constant danger to the city,

and plans have been proposed to construct

a new church in commemoration of all

who perished on that terrible night.

What's that?

Just a reflection in the glass.