Original subtitles

[Alex] Okay, let's hurry up here.

Okay, guys. Remember, if anything happens

to this truck, I will kill you, okay?

[Mr. Chan] I get on front or back?

Oh, Mr. Chan, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no.

It's okay. You have to go over here.

The bus is gonna take you to a nice, clean hotel.

You'll be nice and safe there, okay?

Just go right in there.

Ugh!

Somebody spiked this embalming fluid with coffee.

Are all the tenants accounted for?

Yeah. All except for Mrs. Wilkinson.

Uh, Senora Ramirez, por favor,

let the man load the lamp in the truck.

He's paid to be careful.

You should hear the way Mrs. Ramirez blesses your name.

She thinks you performed a miracle

getting me to handle the case pro bono.

Well, listen, she can bless me

after we get that pig of a landlord

to foot the bill for this move.

Oh.

Fire up the engines, Connie. We're almost ready to roll.

Ada?

-Mrs. Wilkinson. -Ada?

I was starting to think that you didn't wanna leave this place.

Oh, Ada?

I can't find Ada.

Oh. Who is Ada?

She's such a naughty little kitty.

She's hunting all the time.

Why not? With all the rodents in here,

it's like a regular buffet.

Now, listen. You go over to the bus here.

Connie will help you inside.

I'll help you. Come on. Let's--

-Just relax. -Go.

I'll go find-- Find the cat.

The cat.

Okay, finding the cat. Finding the cat.

We are never going to get out of this place.

Looking for Ada.

[makes kissing noises]

Come on, baby. Where are you, kitty?

Where the hell are you, you kitty-cat?

Come on. Come on.

Ada. Ada.

Ada. Come on, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.

[creaking]

Hello?

-[woman crying] -Who's up there?

Hello?

[crying continues]

Hello?

Who's in there?

-Alex? -[cat meowing]

Jesus, I've been looking all over for you.

I found Mrs. Wilkinson's cat downstairs.

[narrator] Since the beginning of time, mankind has existed between

the world of light and the world of darkness.

Our secret society has been here forever,

protecting others from the creatures

who inhabit the shadows in the night,

known only to the initiated by our true name,

The Legacy.

[siren in distance]

[Connie] It's gonna be fine. We have everything we need.

What, you think our slumlord will risk a bench warrant

and not show up?

Well, if he does, it's just gonna cost him more money.

And we gotta hit this guy where it hurts.

In the pocketbook.

Well, when I think of the conditions

these poor people have to live in...

He has to pay.

Ms. Moreau, as a community activist,

you've worked to remedy other ill-kept lodgings.

How does the defendant's building

compare to what you consider to be decent living standards?

Mr. Vance's tenement is more than

just your garden-variety slum dwelling,

with faulty heating

-and chronic plumbing problems. -[groans]

It's a breeding ground for rats and disease.

For hopelessness and despair.

[woman] Yeah. [man] That's right.

[judge pounds gavel]

We've tried to get Mr. Vance to initiate repairs

four months ago, when he inherited it.

But he was too busy skiing in Zermatt to be bothered.

-Skiing, my ass. I was snowboarding. -I know.

And what do you recommend this court do

to rectify the situation?

[woman crying]

[chuckles]

Let me repeat the question.

What do you recommend this court do

to rectify the situation?

He should be forced...

to experience the suffering

of his tenants firsthand.

[all] Yes! Yes!

Like hell I stay in that building.

[lawyer] Objection, Your Honor.

Sentencing matters are for the court.

He deserves to be confined

under house arrest in his own tenement

until all repairs have been implemented.

[judge] Order.

Order in the court.

Your Honor, I'm sure the court will agree

Ms. Moreau has stepped totally out of line.

What she's proposing is outrageous.

Is it, Mr. Marston?

Court is adjourned for 10 minutes.

I wanna see everyone in my chambers now.

You deserve it.

You're... You're wonderful.

[chattering]

Hey, laugh it up. You got exactly what you wanted.

You're a bona fide hero, huh? Huh?

I'm not the hero here. These people are, Mr. Vance,

for having survived in your cesspool.

You wouldn't know her, but my own aunt survived

in a hellhole like yours for 20 years.

You're actually luckier. You only have to stay in your building

-until it's up to code. -My building? I'm a club owner.

What the hell do I know about being a landlord?

I pay someone else to do that stuff for me.

It's your inheritance, Vance. You weren't forced to accept it.

-The hell I wasn't! -Hey!

The hell I wasn't.

[crows cawing]

[Nick] Passports, visas, excavation permits,

site authorization, letter of introduction.

We land in Aleppo and hit the ground running.

Amazing. The wall of Josephus.

I can't believe the commissioner's finally

giving us a chance to uncover it.

Yeah, well, he's not doing it

out of the goodness of his heart.

That earthquake that happened last year

left that whole area seismically unstable.

If we don't get a crack at it now,

we may never.

[Derek] Legend has it that some 3000 years ago,

Josephus was able to tame the demons...

and recorded his methods on the tablets.

Yeah, but without the wall of the temple

to decipher them, the tablets are useless.

I've been doing my research for the last four years.

You got the charts from the original dig?

We need them, don't we?

Oh, God. I forgot.

It's... It's that damned Kyle Vance.

[Nick] Don't worry about it, all right? You did a good thing there.

You put a slumlord where he belongs.

Yeah, but we were only supposed to get a monetary judgment.

And here I am, fighting for his house arrest. I mean...

I'm sorry.

Sounds like poetic justice to me.

Well, you surround yourself with a couple of comforts,

it won't be so bad.

Well, the Ritz-Carlton it ain't.

But it does have a kind of an Old World feel about it,

-don't you think? Huh? -Very, uh... Very European.

European, don't you think?

Little bit of scraping, bit of paint,

and spackles, some fumigation,

and hell, we'll be up to code in no time.

Well, the contractor's coming next week,

so you'll be outta here soon enough.

This is it, Mr. Vance.

Home sweet home. Strap it on me.

Here we go. Come on, guys. Come on. Let's go, let's go.

[lawyer] Okay, now, Kyle? Just remember.

You're not wearing that monitor bracelet

-for decorative purposes. -Like a good-luck charm.

It's my good-luck charm.

It'll be bad luck for you,

if you stray more than 50 feet from this building.

I can't figure out why I would wanna go anywhere.

All right, I'm gonna call you tonight.

Just, you know, make sure you're settled in all right.

I'm a big boy, Andy. A few weeks alone, you know.

Monks do it all the time.

Yeah, okay. Just take care of yourself, Kyle.

Take care. Get out of here.

-Okay. -Okay.

[exhales]

[whistles for cab]

Yeah...

[door shuts]

Hello.

Who's there?

Damn bums.

[gasps]

Jeez.

Where did you come from?

I thought I was alone here.

Hold on a second, where are you going?

Hold it. Hold on a second!

Let's go, Alex. Chopper's waiting.

Just give me a sec.

Yeah.

[Derek] I think we're going to have you stay in town

and resolve any outstanding issues connecting to this case.

Are you serious?

I couldn't be more so.

Wait a minute.

I know more about the wall of Josephus

than any of you.

Oh, probably you do.

But I'm sure we can be briefed by your materials on the way.

You can't just cut me out.

You started something.

And it's your responsibility to finish it.

It's that simple.

When did it become tactical procedure

to send someone into the field without backup?

Right now. And, Nick, I don't recall asking you

for your opinion on this matter.

[scoffs]

Aye, aye, skipper.

[siren wails]

[Kyle] Baby. Tia. Come on.

I don't know, bring over takeout.

We can be alone together in this great big house.

We can feed each other mu shu.

[Tia] But there's a club opening tonight.

Honey, I know there's a club opening tonight.

-It's my club! -Well, let's go.

[car alarm wails]

Sweetheart, I'm indisposed for the next few weeks.

I told you, I'm a prisoner, alone here in this flophouse.

And nobody wants to come and visit me.

Can you blame them?

What do you mean, can you blame them?

Honey, I'm going out of my mind here by myself.

I'm starting to see things.

Oh, yeah. What are you talking--

I need you. Baby, no. I need you.

You don't need me.

Okay, I need someone.

Hello? Tia!

Well, that's great. The damn phone's against me.

Son of a bitch.

[electricity crackles]

And everything's against me!

Hallelujah. Something that works.

Fuse box.

Fuse box.

That's not a fuse box.

[grunts]

Oh! Jesus.

Hey! Who are you?

What are you doing here?

I live here. Upstairs.

No, you don't, honey. This place has been cleared out. It's empty.

Oh, Kyle, I've always lived here.

And I've been waiting for you.

For me? Why?

All you ever wanted. All you ever dreamed of.

[girl screaming]

Oh, don't worry about that.

Stay with me.

[girl screaming]

[gasps]

[screams]

[ankle monitor beeps]

[man] Hey. Go, man, go.

[sirens wailing]

Hey.

Easy, easy.

[police radio chatter]

I can walk myself.

-Hey! Ow! -Come on, Vance.

I told you, I wasn't running away!

I was chasing a murderer!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Let me go!

Straight upstairs.

What the hell's going on here?

There were two dead bodies, right there.

A man and a woman. I swear it.

Sure, Vance. And it don't rain in Terre Haute

in the summertime.

Oh, don't stand on ceremony, Moreau.

Come on in here. Come on in. Come see what you got me into.

What about this blood? Huh?

You see that?

I think you better lay off that wacky weed, Vance.

And don't ever think about leaving this building again.

I'm telling you, it's real!

There were two dead bodies in there, I swear it!

[detective] Sure, Vance. Tell that to the Avon lady. Come on, guys.

Cops are gone, Moreau.

You sure you want to be alone with a raving psycho?

What are you doing here anyway? Why did you come here?

You're afraid for me, aren't you?

You saw something, didn't you?

I didn't say that.

I'm going out of my fucking mind here!

Even though you hate my guts,

you know that it was a big mistake putting me in here.

I don't know.

Don't piss on my leg and tell me it's raining, Moreau!

You're afraid for my damn life, aren't you?! Huh?

-I don't know. -You think I'm crazy, don't you?

You think I'm out of my mind, don't you?

You think I've gone wired, don't you?

-Listen-- -You think I've gone nuts.

I'm gonna leave, and I'm gonna come right back.

-You're gonna be okay. -If you're gonna leave,

don't even bother. Get out of here.

[mocks]

Get out of here!

Get out of here!

[Alex] It's all here, Derek,

straight from the police homicide files.

In 1926, a chorus girl and her lover

were found bludgeoned to death at 2913 Mason Street.

Now, get this. The prime suspect at the time,

the girl's boyfriend, Kyle Vance's great-grandfather.

The owner of the tenement.

And you believe Vance witnessed

a spectral reenactment of those murders?

I don't know what to believe.

All I know is that for 70 years there's been tragedy

and bloodshed in every apartment of that tenement.

So, what do you plan to do next?

Well, I talked to Connie

to try to have the sentence rescinded.

But after my performance in the courtroom...

there's no way.

Well, it doesn't surprise me.

And Vance doesn't want my help either.

He's locked me out of the building.

So, what are you saying, Alex? You giving up?

How can I, Derek?

He's by himself in there.

Thanks to me.

I mean, God only knows what he's up against.

Well, he won't be alone then. Will he?

[dial tone]

[sighs]

I'll call the airport, book the first flight

back to San Francisco.

Nick.

Somebody's gotta be with her.

That's up to me to decide.

Your job is this excavation.

I'm sure you've got your reasons for not having me go back.

But would you mind making me privy to them?

Someday Alex will have to cover your back.

And I need to know if the two of you will make it home.

[woman screaming on TV]

Andy, listen to me. I don't have time

for you to take it to a higher court.

Do something. Now!

Or I take it to another lawyer.

I don't want a guard dog.

I want you to get me out of here before I lose my friggin' mind!

Idiot!

[mummy groans]

[woman screaming]

Oh, my God.

[woman] No!

[man] You got it? I'll kill you.

[grunting]

[woman screaming, crying]

[woman groaning]

I'll kill you.

[Kyle] Grandma?

[thumping upstairs]

[panting]

[Alex] Vance?

Vance.

Vance.

What happened?

What did you see?

My grandmother.

Oh.

My parents used to talk about my grandmother's death

in whispers behind closed doors.

They told me she died peacefully in her sleep.

I can't figure out why he was beating her up like that.

Oh, my God. I'm going out of my mind.

No, whatever you saw

was real enough.

For whatever reason,

these spirits are returning to re-create past events

for your benefit.

Spirits? Re-creations? What...

What do you know about all that stuff?

I thought you were a social worker.

I... I tell you,

I think those... Those murders are connected to my family.

And I think that that old guy is my great-grandfather.

What do you know about him?

Man sails over from Lithuania with small money and big dreams.

Winds up with a real estate empire

spanning 12 cities in three countries.

Starting with this building.

Yeah, right from this rotten little acorn.

And he never forgot it either.

Even after he made his fortune.

Why? How do you figure that?

Because he stuck this stupid stipulation in his will.

Every heir who takes over the family empire

has to maintain this grungy rattrap.

Or the trust fund gets forfeited.

So that's why your family never sold the building.

Why they held on to it for so long.

I told you that.

You thought I wanted to keep this place.

I just couldn't see giving up 20 million bucks because

old Joe Vance had some twisted streak of sentiment.

[Kyle] What's wrong?

Hmm?

Want some gin to get that tea on its feet?

I'll be right back.

I have to go check something out.

The building is unsafe. You said so yourself.

It's got faulty heating and chronic plumbing problems.

You probably shouldn't go out there alone.

Why don't you come with me.

I think I should probably stay here.

You sure?

Okay.

[door opens]

[floor creaking]

[woman whispering]

[whispering]

[woman whispers] Keep your hands away.

Oh. Where is it?

Come on.

Where is it?

[whispers] Keep your hands away.

What do you want?

To give you what I promised.

Um, I don't want anything.

Strength.

Success.

I am successful.

I can erase all your fears and self-doubt.

[sighs]

I don't have any fears.

Wrong guy.

Oh, yes.

I know how you really feel.

Deep inside.

How everything you've ever attempted

-has turned to failure. -Oh.

How all your enterprises

-have come to nothing. -Mmm.

How all your relationships always die.

Even with your own father.

Look what you've become, Kyle.

Do you know what you are?

Yeah.

You're your own worst fear.

Aren't you?

For years you've lived in his shadows,

feeling weak and afraid...

dreading the day that you'd have to take his place.

-You brushed aside the family business. -Oh.

You wanted to make it on your own...

and prove to your father that you're just as strong,

just as important.

I'll take away the pain.

I'll give you the power.

Kyle.

Touch me, Kyle.

Now.

Now.

Yes.

[rattling on door]

[man] Break the chain, Kyle!

Break the chain!

Break the chain!

Break the chain!

Father?

[man] Break the chain, Kyle.

Father?

Father?

Father!

[man] Break the chain, Kyle!

Vance.

[gasps]

[both panting]

[Kyle] What do you expect to find in there?

Some kind of research material?

Huh?

Listen. You need to tell me what went on in your apartment.

It was nothing. I told you, it was a bad dream.

This would go a lot faster if you would just...

[grunts]

Yes.

How's your Lithuanian, Vance?

I'd run over to Lucci's on North Beach

if I didn't have this stupid ankle bracelet on.

Get some biscotti.

[Alex] Great.

Okay. We're ready for a translation.

What does it say?

It's your grandmother's diary.

She says your great-grandfather built this place for her.

For my great-grandmother?

No.

For his mistress.

Who in time became your grandfather's mistress.

How could that be?

"And so he made the pact with her,

without thought for the soul of his own flesh and blood,

or the souls of descendants to come.

He became a stranger to me."

She was desperate enough to try and kill her.

When that didn't work, she hanged herself.

She even had a name for her:

Nakties Davisia.

Mistress of the Endless Night.

[man] Kyle. Kyle.

Kyle.

Father?

Kyle.

Kyle!

[gasps]

My father.

There was a lot of pain in his eyes.

A lot of suffering.

It's cosmic justice, I guess.

He dished out enough pain in his life.

I think he thought I was gonna be just like him.

[exhales loudly]

Some role model, huh?

Everyone hated his guts.

He wasn't like that when I was a kid.

He was great.

Was that before he took over the corporation?

Yeah.

Yeah, you know, we were a normal family then.

Normal family. We went to ball games.

We went to movies. We went to Sunday Mass.

Believe it or not, I was an altar boy.

[snickers]

Now, that, I wish I'd seen.

Pride of the Blessed Sacrament.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost...

I reject all impure thoughts and deeds.

Then we stopped going to church. I remember when that happened.

Because, uh...

I spent all my time trying to please him.

Of course, I never could.

He became a, uh...

A stranger.

Yeah.

I thought it was my fault.

Your father made a deal with the dark side.

And with every deal comes a price.

Loving you was one of the things he had to give up.

It all comes down to this lousy building, you know?

Even on his deathbed,

the bugger made me promise to come visit.

Of course, I never thought I would.

No.

Until I came along and made sure you came here.

You didn't know what you were getting me into.

Didn't have to. She did all the thinking for me.

She used my passion and my anger

to get you right where she wants you.

In this place.

[computer] Research compiled onNakties Davisia,

also known as Mistress of Endless Night.

Evil entity prevalent in Lithuanian folklore

since 12th century.

The peasants believed nobles entered into covenants

with the demon in exchange for prosperity.

[gasps]

[mistress] You have done your part.

You may leave now.

No way.

I go, he goes.

[growling]

[screaming]

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

I'm getting help!

[shouting]

Vance!

Vance. Are you okay?

Vance!

[grunting]

[whispers] Damn.

Alex! Alex!

[grunts]

Alex!

Vance!

Go away!

[yells]

[mistress] She can't help you.

But I can.

You have nothing to fear.

[panting]

Touch my hand...

and you'll be safe.

Touch my hand, and your fears will melt away.

Touch my hand, Kyle.

Touch my hand.

Come.

There's nothing for you to fear, Kyle.

Your ancestors cry for you.

As empty as the wind.

They can't stop you from fulfilling your destiny.

And I have been waiting for you

since the day you were born.

No!

[breathes heavily]

Vance!

Stop!

[groans]

This is where your father fulfilled the covenant.

And his father's father before him.

And his father before that.

Now, it's your time.

You will always maintain this house.

You will bring people to live here and nourish me.

You will sire progeny

to follow in your path and continue the chain.

Yes. In return, you will have wealth and power

without fear or remorse...

until the day you die.

Yes.

[both moaning]

Open the door!

[Alex] Vance!

Vance, are you okay? Vance!

Open up the door!

[banging on door]

Open this door!

[screaming]

Don't stop, Kyle.

Please, don't do it, Kyle. Don't do it.

-Make love to me, Kyle, now. -[grunts]

I'll give you everything.

For a price.

Always for a price.

No more fear, no more uncertainty.

She'll own you.

[growls]

Like she owned your father.

All the power in the world for the rest of your life.

She'll own your soul.

Don't stop, Kyle.

[Alex] Just like your father.

Remember what that felt like,

when he stopped loving you?

No.

-No. -No!

No!

Don't stop. Don't stop.

Break the chain! Break the chain.

[screaming]

Don't stop!

Don't stop!

Reject. Reject her, Kyle.

Reject her.

Do it! Do it now!

[screaming]

Reject her, Kyle!

No!

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost,

I reject you with all my heart and soul.

I reject the covenant forged in your name, Nakties Davisia,

and I send you back to hell.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost,

I reject you with all my heart and soul.

I reject the covenant forged in your name, Nakties Davisia,

and I send you back to hell.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost,

I reject you with all my heart and soul.

I reject the covenant forged in your name, Nakties Davisia,

and I send you back to hell.

[ripping]

[gasps]

[exhales]

[whispers] Help me. Help me.

[both screaming]

[timbers creaking]

[both screaming]

[Derek] ...the course of an entire river.

[chuckles]

Well, the only shot we're gonna have at it,

if it's actually buried there,

is when that water table goes down.

Yeah. Yeah.

Could be months from now.

I know. You want a drink?

Yeah, sure. Hit me.

What happened to you?

I want him...

alone.

So how did it go, Alex?

You know damn well how things went.

You knew all along.

You knew all along what was in store for me

in that hellhole, and you sent me down there?

You knew what I was up against?

Maybe I did.

And maybe I didn't.

The point is...

you needed to be there.

Having you stay was the right decision.

Wasn't it?

Wasn't it?

[whispers] Maybe.

[pours drink]