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What are you doing?

Get those flowers
out of your hair.

We gotta go check the traps.

We got one.

What happened?

Sam!

Sam, have you seen
that old symbol before?

- No. We've never been back that far.
- I ain't seen anything like it.

Don't say "ain't."
You sound ignorant.

This depression has deepened
by events from abroad

which are beyond the control of either
of our citizens or our government.

Although it is but a passing incident...

Did I hear a rifle shot?

There was a wolf.

How's that?

Came right up on us
when we were checking the traps.

You got anything you wanna tell me?

Go clean that rifle.

That's enough.

You should wash up now for dinner.

It's wonderful.

What do you think, Sam?

Wonderful.

I used flour to thicken it,
and there's starch from the potatoes.

And with a single rabbit,
she made a birthday feast.

You sound just like your mother.

Really?

Please, Father, tell us how she played.

- You know how she played.
- Well, I forget how she played.

Well, when your mother played her violin,

you could hear all the beauty
and sorrow that words cannot describe.

A little like when you two were born.

So...

14 years ago today,
your mother, Isobel,

went into labor.

And for more than a day and a night,
she fought to deliver you into this world.

By the time she drew her last breath,
the doctors were standing in her blood.

Then they commenced to cutting
you two out.

First you, Lily, then you.

And they placed you both in my arms,
and you were beautiful.

For in the midst of death,
there is life.

Have mercy upon me, O God,

according
to your loving kindness,

according to the multitude
of your tender mercies.

Blot out my transgressions,
for my sin is always before me.

Amen.

Amen.

Sammy.

Sammy, come on.

Samuel!

Up! Down! Left! Right!

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I can hear you.

- I didn't say anything.
- You're loud when you're quiet.

Don't you notice the story
changes every year?

And why keep telling us that?

It's important...

to remember.

Like we could ever forget.

- Our mother died so that we might live.
- He's hiding something.

Did you see that?

Ain't nothing you can do about the wind.

What are you doing?

Can you get ready
for Mr. Jensen, please?

- Of course, Papa.
- Good girl.

Bravo. Thank you, my dear.

Mr. Jensen.

- She really is something.
- Yes.

The soundboard is spruce,
of course.

I was speaking of your daughter,
Mr. Brass.

The bridge is maple, I see.

And the pegs,
are they... are they ebony?

Yes, special order.

Exquisite craftsmanship.

- And the rosin is made from...
- From right here, Oregon pine.

Our conservatory in Portland always has
room for a talent such as your daughter.

Oh. Oh, you're very kind.

I'm not being polite, Mr. Brass.

You know, there was a time
when I openly impugned the privileged,

but I'm getting old, and tired,
and humbled by an extravagance of...

of suffering.

The machinery is broke, I think.

But our spirits are not yet.

Music.

Music is vital to the fight.

I believe your daughter can contribute.

- She's not safe.
- Excuse me?

How many violins would you like,
Mr. Jensen?

We have many young students
in the conservatory.

I assure you,
she will be very well cared for.

With respect, sir,
it is a father's concern.

I'll be sending her
to the convent very soon.

Now, how many violins
will you be needing, Mr. Jensen?

We wouldn't need more than six
or seven instruments.

I can have an invoice
sent over within the week.

- Very good.
- Quit spying.

It was a pleasure
to make your acquaintance.

Thank you.

My apologies for overstepping, sir.

Think nothing of it.

Respectfully.

Morning, ma'am.

Good morning, Samuel. Lillian.

Ma'am.

Hi, Lily.

George.

Happy belated birthday, twins.

We brought you some socks
to keep you warm.

- Thank you, Miss Clemens.
- You didn't have to do that.

Nonsense.

This is a special day.

- Morning, Miss Clemens.
- Morning.

Lily, I like the way you look.

I'd have thought
summer had come early.

That's sweet of you, George.

- You read that in a book somewhere?
- I sure did.

Hey, Pinky. Come on. Quit jawin'
and hand me those groceries.

You know, I really wish
you didn't call me that.

And I wish it wasn't so hot out.
But you don't see me hollering at the sun.

George, don't... don't mind him.
He's just...

He's just jealous
he don't have white hair.

Beans, bacon, and I threw in a few bricks
of my sweet cream butter.

You didn't have to do that, Ida. I know
you're struggling to make ends meet--

No, no, no. There's nothing like butter
to make a house a home.

Oh, George.
I told you to wait on that!

You know,
I swear that boy is touched.

Sorry!

And then there's his complexion.

My God,
how he suffers affliction.

But at least he'll be able
to run the grocery one day.

- What is all that?
- What he needs is a father.

I see it every day.

Take that rear tire.
It's been leaking all summer,

but damn if I know enough
to show him how to patch it.

Ida May.

What's in the trunk?

Isobel's old clothes.

The priest sent them over.

Lily, darling, why don't you fix
Miss Clemens a cup of coffee?

Thank you.

Lily, I take it sweet.

- She is certainly growing up fast.
- Why did you bring that trunk here?

They were among your father-in-law's
things stored at the church.

He was killed yesterday.

A tree came down on him.

The funeral is tomorrow.

I know you swore off
seeing your mother-in-law,

but why else would she send
that trunk along,

if not as a gesture of truth?

Blessed are the peacemakers, Malcolm.

Sam.

Take that trunk, put it in the cellar,
bring these keys straight back.

Good Housekeeping? Shit, Pinky.

Yeah. I wish you didn't call me that.

And I wish you'd bring the right magazine.

I told you, Motor Magazine.
Popular Mechanics. Anything with cars.

I
told you, I need something I can trade

And I don't mean
no dried turd this time.

That was a buffalo chip.
Indians used 'em for their fires.

It made my hands stink.

What's this?

What is that?

We saw this. This symbol.
Carved on the post in the woods.

Maybe it's a witch book.

There's no such thing.

What about the witch of the woods?

That's just a story.

The witch of the woods is real.

- The mad scourge, the...
- Queen of bones.

Says who? Kids in town?

- Christ, you're gullible--
- Hey, don't take the Lord's name.

Yeah. I heard some guys know a witch.

Drykkur.

It says witch's truth potion.

Is that Mother's handwriting?

Lily, is the coffee ready?

All right.
They're waiting on the coffee.

Go, come on. Go.

It's a strange thing.

One book, buried in a trunk full
of clothes like Mother was hiding it.

I think Father's been lying
about her.

You don't know
if it's even hers.

It is.

Besides,
who else would it belong to?

I don't know.

Who else would have etched
that rune in the woods?

I don't know.

But what I do know is that she died
and left us here with him.

And nothing changes that.

Well, if Papa hasn't told us something,
there's probably a reason for it.

Then what else
do you need to know?

The truth.

I want to know the truth!

The truth about what?

About why we're going into town.

Where did you hear that?

It's your shoulders.

You were talking to Miss Clemens
and your shoulders were...

sad.

Your Grandad passed.

His funeral is tomorrow.
So, be ready to go by sunup, okay?

Let's get dressed early
and go to the cellar.

Sam.

"Do not defile yourself
by any animal, or bird,

"or anything that moves
about the ground.

"You have set me apart
from the nations to be my own.

"A man or a woman who is a medium
or a spiritualist among us

"must be put to death."

This is the shawl from the photo.

Do you think the witch gave her this?

That's strange.

Our mother writes in your hand.

Since when do you notice my writing?

I see all the misspellings.

Look.

Why would Mother draw
these animals on that symbol?

A toad, a wolf skull, and an owl feather.

'"We collect all three
and take them to the witch.

"She'll make a potion that somehow
reveals the hidden truth."

How are we gonna find a witch?

George said some kids
in town may know.

What about the potion?

And who's gonna drink it?

I will.

Look at that.

It's a 15 GMC flatbed for hauling.

Someday, I'm gonna work in a garage
in the city. I've been studying on it.

Nothing more American than a car.

It gives you the freedom to go anywhere.

Amen.

- Now, what do I tell you?
- We're not to speak unless spoken to.

You know, she disowned your mother.

How's the coffee?

It's hot.

That bad, huh?

I told you.

She's coming of age.

- That's what worries me.
- It needn't.

But I can reach out
to St. Mary's if you'd like.

Yes, perhaps it's time.

Lois, can we speak in private?

You have something to say?

Say it.

I'm sorry.

You need to speak up.

I said I'm sorry for your loss.

My husband lived a decent life
if this lot's any indication.

Though it sorrows me we haven't a pint
to see him off proper.

But I'll tell you, Malcolm,

what sorrows we most.

You coming here of all the days.

But you made a gesture.

- A gesture?
-The trunk.

Your husband always said
when he passed,

he'd want Isabella's old things
to go to her children,

including the trunk of clothes.

- There you have it. Good intentions.
- Maybe.

Your daughter would want us
to make our peace.

It's a sin to speak for the dead.

You want peace?

- Then ask forgiveness.
- I've done nothing wrong.

You moved with her to those woods.

Away from her family.

But she couldn't walk through the valley
just by sitting in church.

She wasn't walking, for chrissake!

She was wandering the shadows
that reside under the pines.

Her head full
of those goddamn witch books!

Lois.

It was up to you, Malcolm...

to keep her on the path.

- To keep her safe.
- And I tried.

So you say.

These are forged in the belly
of the earth.

Forged?

Made out of fire?

Made out of lava rock. Obsidian.

- Man, pinky goddamn it!
- Sorry. Someone knows a witch.

Let's see...
Here he is, Arvin.

- Thanks, pinky. Now, get lost.
- His name's George.

My mistake.

Get outta here.

It's a Model TT,
125-inch wheelbase.

Gearbox for hill climbing.

Looks like a 1925.

Man knows his cars.

But does he know who we are?

I've heard the rumors.

Heard of you, too.

Sam Brass, lover of automobiles
and peddler of dried coyote turds.

You mean buffalo chips.

As far as I'm concerned,
you can hustle, Sam.

You just need a better product.

You're talking about bootlegging?

Me and Studs could use a hand
moving product to Portland.

Help us on this next shipment
and I can help you.

Heard you're looking
for a witch.

What witch?

An old hag
living in the back of the woods.

- She's some kind of alchemist.
- No. A real witch is what I heard.

The mad scourge.

Whatever she is,
she's half mad and blind as night.

She told me once she prefers the dark.

I say, "What in the hell for?"

She says, "If you look
into the darkness long enough,

"you can see things
there no one else can see."

So, you wanna see her?

Then you got to help us move this liquor.

Okay.

How are we gonna do this?

That's good news.

But after he takes us to the witch,
I have to move booze.

You mean bootlegging?

He knows where she lives.

Why should we believe him?

His kin's been in these woods
longer than anyone. He'd know.

Papa?

Papa?

Papa?

Yeah?

Is it true what Grandma Lois
was saying about my mother?

No. No, of course, not.

She's grieving,
and grief makes people cruel.

Grief can infect whole towns,
whole nations.

That's why we live out here,
away from all that.

Goodnight.

Lily.

Yes?

Say your prayers.

Yes, Papa.

What'd he say?

He's definitely hiding something.

So, let's go see the witch then tomorrow.

And ask her what?

We have to do it right.

Remember? It's all in that book.

Where's that page
with the animals on it?

Hide.

The candle.

Back upstairs.

Did you open that window?

What happened to you?

- I went on a walk.
- Where did you get that shawl?

- From the cellar.
- Right.

How?

I took the keys from your room.

Lily.
I will not tolerate disobedience.

If you wanna sneak around
in the dark, that is fine.

- No, please!
- Take the rest of the day and the night.

- No!
- Give me that!

- Is it in you?
- No!

Is it in you?

Is it in you?

Please, Papa,
I don't wanna waste my day down here.

Lie with the snakes.

- No!
- And the beasts of the field...

- No!
- If that is what you think!

Papa! No!

Stack the rest of that wood.

Papa!

Sam! Sam, please! Sam!

Sam!

Sam!

Is everything all right?

Your sister's behavior.
It's not like her.

If you knew anything,
would you tell me?

Yes, sir.

Yes, you'd tell me, or, yes,
you know something?

Samuel.

I'd tell you.

- It's--
- Do you keep any secrets?

If I say no, would you believe me?

Focus deeper your spirit
towards the wind.

And Lily needs our strength.

She's changing.
She's becoming a woman.

And this affects her temperament.

Now, it would be impolite to acknowledge
such things like staring at a cripple.

But...

We can't set an example.

Yes, sir.

Keep her on the path.

Only our faith will hold
the darkness at bay.

The toad and the wolf
speak the hidden truth.

Play this melody on your strings to rouse
a feather from the owl.

To get your wish,
write these staves on calfskin.

Write this on parchment
and keep it with you always.

These are the elements
of water, and earth, and sky.

For he that troubleth
his own house shall inherit...

Focus deeper your spirit
towards the wind.

These words and divine
within to harness the elements.

...The skull of a wolf
to tame others of its kind.

- Did you get the toad?
- It's safe.

Thank you.

Remember the wolf carcass
we saw in the woods last week?

We can't go through with this.

He knows something's wrong.

Well, then we're on the right path.

After what he just did to you?

He only hurts us 'cause he loves us.

That's probably what Isaac thought.

- Just listen.
- When Abraham tried to sacrifice him.

- It doesn't matter what Isaac thought.
- Sure.

There's no commandment that speaks
of honoring thy children--

Goddamn you.
Will you just listen to me?

This is the reason we're closer to her
than we've ever been before.

Finding out what she believed.

If we stop now,
we won't ever know who she was.

And we won't ever know who we are.

Did you just take the Lord's name?

Yes, I believe I did.

Come on.

"Blessed are those who wash their robes,

"that they may have the right
to the tree of life,

"and they may enter the city
by the gates.

"Do not defile yourself
by any animal or bird,

"or anything that moves
along the ground.

"You have set me apart
from the nations to be my own.

"A man or a woman who is a medium or a
spiritualist among us

"must be put to death."

Stay back!

"Forgive those who trespass
against us,

and lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil."

Get back!

Bring the flame.

"And deliver us from evil.

- "Our Father, who art in heaven."
- I said, "Get back!"

Get back!

Be gone.

Be gone.

Good morning.

Morning.

It's important that you understand
everything that I do,

everything
is for your protection.

From what?

The world, my darling.
The world.

It's full of wolves,
and you're just a lamb.

Like Mother was.

She was a saint, you know that.

Do I?

To me and Sam, she's just an idea
that we pray to.

But we don't really know who she was,
what she really felt--

He's been putting ideas in your head?

I think I've had plenty of time down here
to form my own opinion, Father.

You know, I taught you violin
so that you could know your mother

in a way that neither Sam
nor I ever could.

Play the music she loved.

And that'll teach you everything
you need to know.

Right.

- Lily--
- May I go?

Hi, Lily.

Hey, honey.
Go get your seed from the trunk.

Ida.

I'm sorry to stop by unannounced.

No. No need to be sorry.

Sam, would you mind helping George?

I brought some seed for the garden.

That's very kind.

;Lily?

Would you bring some coffee
to the workshop?

Yes, Father.

Please.

Come into my workshop here.

I just wanted to apologize.

I really thought the old woman
had changed.

- Oh, yes. I was optimistic, too.
- I'm so sorry.

Would you quit being sorry?

Thank you, Lily.

Leave us, please.

We'll help ourselves.

Are you all right? You seem...

I have been a little distracted.

Don't let that old woman
curdle your cream.

She has always been hateful.

She's right about one thing.

There is a curse on this place.

I mean, in the walls, under
the floorboards, among the pines,

the same ones that killed the old man
and brought that trunk back here.

A current of evil.

And now, it's infected my daughter.

You're certain?

It started on her birthday.

Just little things at first,
just like her mother.

The lying and the sneaking around.

Fits of anger.

I told you.

- She's coming of age.
- It's more insidious than that.

I feared as much.

I did reach out to St. Mary's.

They're expanding their school.

You were right.

If you wanna keep Lily on the path,

she belongs with the sisters.

I can take her there for you.

As early as tonight.

I just want to protect her.

You will be.

Don't worry.

You will never be alone.

I know.

So... so, I can take her?

Yes. Take her!

Thank you for the coffee.

- Lily.
- What?

You think that I'm here to compete
with you for your father's affection.

Why would I do that?

Because you need him.

Because business is slow.

A year from now...

it'll be a man running this country.

My money is on that governor
from New York. Roosevelt.

We can wash their pants, Lily.

But we will never wear them.

The truth is your mother
was too free-spirited to accept that

and it hurt her.

And it hurt your father.

So, be a good girl.

And be gracious
for all that he has given you.

- Are you okay, sweetie?
- What happened?

That woman.

I saw her putting her hands
all over him like a snake with her...

Coils.

:You should have seen him.

And that's not even the worst of it.

They're sending me to the convent, Sam.

When?

Tonight.

Shit.

We have to go now.

To see the witch.

What do you need that for?

You'll see.

So, where are we headed?

She carved her rune over there
where we found the wolf.

- And down there with the toad.
- So, it's like a compass.

So, the owl is...

North.

Sam.

Sam.

What are you doing?

- Where are they going?
- Probably waiting on a steamer.

The Portland Limited's got a salon,
library, and a barber shop.

That's a 4-8-2
Mountain Type engine.

"Next time, try the train.
Travel while you sleep."

But them, they'll be jumping a rusty,
old boxcar, riding the rails.

Sam.

I love you.

No matter what.

Why are you telling me this?
We're not gonna die.

Don't be silly.

- Hey, Sam.
- Hey.

And you must be Lily.

Hi.

Didn't think yous were coming.

The witch up this way?

Through the fallen trees.

Leave your violin here.

You look real nice.

After you, Miss Lily Brass.

Hello?

Hello?

- Excuse us.
- The door was open.

Two hounds and a bitch.

What brings such a litter my way?

It's Arvin.
I brought some business.

We heard tell you're a witch.

I've been called lots of things.

And that you make potions.

That depends on what for.

For the hidden truth.

A potion will cost you.

How much?

First-time buyers.

One silver dollar.

After we get what we came for.

That's not how it works.

Well, it has to.

Who are you?

That's what I wanna find out.

Follow me.

Lay your victuals there.

My father is Malcolm Brass.

He married a woman named Isobel.

Did you know her?

I know lots of people.

What do you know?

Hush now. And see.

You wanna know the truth?

I'm more than just an old witch,
Lillian.

How do you know my name?

I was there when she named you.

It was me who pulled you,
screaming from her guts.

She even gave me
your umbilicals as a keepsake.

You're lying.

Your daddy come to me.

Said he don't want no doctor
from town knowing about Isobel.

Said I was capable enough.

But she died.

No one died on my watch, Samuel.

I was good at midwifing,
even without my eyes.

Your mama was alive
and well when I left her.

But no doctor, no witness,

who'd ever believe
an old hag like me.

Why would father lie?

That's something you're gonna
have to ask him yourself.

- Arvin!
- Ma'am.

Stay with Lillian here
in case she gets sick.

Let her get her wits together.
Sam, come on!

I'll show you how to load up
the crates.

- You gonna be okay, Lily?
- Hurry up, Sam. She'll be fine.

I brought you the witch.
Now, you're gonna move liquor.

Seven runs through that still nets us
eight gallons of pure liquor,

but that's high shots
till we cut it with water.

Putting our final yield at 12 gallons
of good, clean whiskey. You follow?

What's wrong?
You need to lie down?

It's hard work
stacking dozens of these.

But you and Lily come
from a tough family, Sam.

I admire your resolve.

You know, Arvin told me
she was pretty, too.

Explains why he was eyeing her
in there.

What the hell?

Lily!

Lily, where are you?

Get the hell out of here!

Sam.

- Ungrateful little bastard!
- Come on. Stay with me.

I will show you fear!

Lily!

Don't be afraid.

I'll show you!

You okay?

What is it?

Hello?

I didn't hear you come in.

- What are you doing here?
- The Lord's good work, Lily.

I wanna help you.

George and I are driving you
to the convent, but he's out back.

He's laying seed.

- I don't wanna go to St. Mary's.
- It's for the best. Trust me.

Packed up your suitcase.

Now, go gather up the rest
of your things like a good girl.

Yes, ma'am.

It's a long road, though.

Allow me to fix you a cup
of coffee before we go.

Oh, no, that's all right.

She makes a decent cup,
Miss Clemens.

Oh, fine then.

-Where's my father?
- Out in the workshop.

The coffee's on the top shelf.

I can't reach. Do you mind?

I'm not seeing it.

Maybe the bottom?

Thank you.

What are you doing?

Making space for the devotion of prayer
to stay the advance of darkness.

What darkness?

The darkness that you brought
into this house.

It was your job, Sam,
to keep her on the path.

And he did.

All the way to the midwife's house.

The midwife?

All right.

- You can't understand.
- What did you do to our mother?

I loved her.

Her quietude, her music.

That's not true!

The darkness had gotten into her
at a young age.

I didn't know it
until we moved out here

when she started to change,
to stray from the path.

- And that book?
- The Galdrabok?

Black Books Of Elverum.

She spent more and more time
in those woods alone,

just reading, reading--

I burned every one
that I could find.

Yet still she talked with beasts
and carved pagan symbols into trees.

So, she was the witch
of the woods.

People began to suspect.

The queen of bones.

Did you hurt her?

No, Sam, I did not.

She came down with the flu when
she was eight months along with you two.

When the blind hag
delivered you,

I took you both in my arms.
Your mother insisted on nursing.

But the flu was like a plague.

That year, it was still killing people
then. I knew it was the will of God.

And that is why I refused the doctors
and locked her in the cellar.

She died a week later.

Though I do believe she atoned.

- How could you?
- How could I not?

I ensured that neither darkness
nor madness found a foothold here.

And they wouldn't have
until you went looking!

My God, Lily.

On you go.

And may God have mercy on you.

Where is she buried?

What?

Her bones, where are they?

I burned her.

The wolves took the rest.
They're gone.

Get out of here.

- Malcolm.
- Take her away, please.

Ida.

Ida.

Ida, Ida, look at me.
Look at me, Ida.

Ida.

Dear God.

What have you done?

Let us go.

What have you done?

Please. Please put that down.

By Christ,
I will not allow darkness in this place!

Stay back!

That I cannot do, Samuel.

Now, look upon your sins

and allow me to help.

I love you, both.

But this will stop!

And it will stop now.
May God help us all!

Father.

Father.

Blessed are the merciful.

For they shall receive mercy.

Which way do you wanna go?

Portland.

Rose City Conservatory.

Then what?

Let's see where the wind blows.

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