All language subtitles for Mirrors 2008 UNRATED 1080p BluRay x264-CiNEFiLE_track3_[eng]

[Man Panting, Running]

[Subway Train Passing]

[Wheels Squealing]

[Grunts]

[Panting]

Oh, fuck!

[Creaking]

[Lights Buzzing]

[Breath Quavering]

[Glass Cracking]
I wasn't trying to escape.

[Whimpering]
No, please.

Don't! Don't!
[Sobbing]

No! I don't want to die.

Yeah, I'll make you clean.

I'm sorry.

I— I didn't—
I didn't mean to—

[Gasping]

[Gasping]

♪♪ [Choir Vocalizing]

♪♪ [Vocalizing Ends]

[Alarm Clock Beeping]

[Beeping Continues, Stops]

[Door Opens]

[Water Running In Shower]

[Shakes Pills,
Replaces Cap]

Hey, Sis.

What time is it?
Just after 8:00.

- You want me to make coffee?
- No. I gotta go. I'll call you later.

You sure there's
nothing I can do?

Angie, everything's
gonna be fine.
Just go back to sleep.

[Siren Wailing
In Distance]
[Chattering]

[Buzzing]

[Passers-by Chattering]

[Buzzes]
[Man] All right,
I'm comin'. I'm comin'.

Ben Carson.
Lorenzo Sapelli.

I've been waiting for you.
Come on in.

Thanks.

[Ben]
How long
you been working here?

All together,
15 years.

You were here
for the fire.

Devastating.

Entire building—
up in flames.

[Door Opens]

[Sapelli]
Yeah, it's been
five years since the fire.

They're still in a legal battle
with the insurance companies.

Hey, even cleaning up this mess
is impossible.

I've given up faith about
reopening, and besides...

who'd ever want to shop here
after everything
that's happened?

You know, the Meredith family
acquired this building...

after St. Matthew's Hospital
closed in, uh, 1952.

It was the very first Mayflower
to open on the East Coast.

[Wings Fluttering]

The company wants us
to patrol the premises
every couple of hours.

But I do my rounds every three.
That's more than enough.

Anyway, you'll see-
not too much going on.

It's pretty calm
around here.

Well, there you go.

Perfume
and cosmetics department—
what's left of it anyway.

[Wings Fluttering]

Thank God you didn't
show up any later.

This place gives me
the creeps at night.

No electricity.
All these mirrors.

Best to keep your eyes
away from them.

- [Ben] You polish them?
- I'm sorry?

- The mirrors. They're so clean.
- Oh, no, that's-that's Gary.

Gary Lewis— fella who was
working here before you.

He was completely obsessed
with these damn mirrors.

Spent the entire night
cleaning them.

How long has it been
since you left the N.Y.P.D.?

About a year.

I know it's none
of my business,

but, uh, why did you
resign from the force?

You used to be a detective.
Is that correct?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.
I always been too curious.

It's all right.

[Jackhammers Drilling]

There was a pretty big team
working here before the fire.

You know, when you stop
to think-

all the department stores
in New York,

this one was the most beautiful,
most luxurious.

I mean, it breaks your heart.
It really does.

Well, here you go.

This is where you'll be
spending most of your time.

At least you got
electricity in here.

It's warm.
It's nice.

You've even got a TV.

[Chattering]

[Chattering]

[Dishes Clattering]
[Woman On TV]
I opened up the trunk,

which he, so called,
"hid" the pictures.

I grabbed the goody bag,
walked to the backyard...

opened up the barbecue grill.

I grabbed the lighter fluid—
[Continues, Indistinct]

Hello?

Hello.

Hey, Rosa.
How are you doing?

I'm fine.
Let me help you.
Thanks.

Where are the kids?

Upstairs with Señor Ben.

Thanks.

[Ben] Slower.
So, everybody at my school
thinks this boy named Davon...

which is, like,
one of my best friends,
which is a boy, likes me.

And this girl named Christiana,
who liked him,
is just now gossiping.

[Ben]
You want me
to talk to Mrs. Ward?

Oh, she'll make them want
to wrap me up in toilet paper
for Halloween.

Hey.
Hey.

Look, Mommy.
Look what Daddy got me.

It looks great.
You'll have to show me
how it works later, okay?

It's so fast, Mommy.
Ben?

- Can I talk to you?
- Yeah.

Okay, you two.
You need to finish
your homework.

You need to get ready
for your bath.

No fooling around.
Let's go.
Okay, let's go, Michael.

Hey. Come here.

- Happy, happy birthday. Yeah.
- Thanks, Dad.

- Hey.
- Hey.

[Door Closes]

- What is this?
- What?

I've asked you
not to drop by
without calling.

You won't answer my calls.

Please, I don't want
to argue with you.
I don't want to argue either.

If you’re not gonna
answer my calls, what—

I haven't had a drink
for over three months.

But since you won't answer
your calls, how would you know?

I don't want to know.
What I want is for you
to respect my needs.

Amy, I'm doing everything I can
to respect your needs.
I haven't had a drink.

I got a new job
to hold me over
till I'm reinstated.

I'm doing everything I can
to get back on my feet again.

What? You don't think
people can change?

[Scoffs]
We're not talking about people.
We're talking about you.

Amy, I killed a man.
You don’t just
get over that.

I needed time.
I needed you.

- I was right here.
- Yeah. Judging me
like everybody else.

How dare you
say that to me!

I was the only one
at the precinct
who defended you.

How many times did I chase
reporters off our front lawn?

- How can you say that to me?
- [Water Running In Tub]

I've always been in your corner!
I've been the only one
who believed in you!

- You're fucking unbelievable!
- Please, I didn't come here to fight.

Look, I'm sorry
that I came over
without calling. I—

I just wanted to see them.

- But we have to set up some rules.
- What fucking rules?

Come on, Amy. Just tell me
what rules I need to follow...

so I can see my son
on his birthday!

Look at yourself.

This is exactly
what I'm talking about.

I don't know how you're going to be
from one moment to the next.

When I get around you, I—
I get nervous...

because I am so scared
that I am losing you,

and I screw everything up.

I've missed you so much.
I've missed you.

Amy, we deserve
another chance.

I know
how much I love you,

and I know,
somewhere inside there,
you love me too.

Please.

Please.

[Moans]
I can't do this.

I can't do this, Ben.

[Door Opens, Closes]

[Vehicles Passing]

[Vehicles Passing]

[Whistling]

[Cartoon Playing On TV]

[Alarm Clock Beeps]

Now, Shin-chan,
let's kick some ass!

[Wings Fluttering]

[Glass Crunching]

[Pigeons Cooing]

[Gasps, Sniffles]

[Exhales]

Holy shit.

[Door Opens, Slams]

[Creaking]

[Slams]

What the hell?

[Creaking]

[Quavering Breathing]

[Water Sloshes]
Fuck!

[Water Dripping]

[Shakes Pills,
Replaces Cap]

You should stop
taking those pills.

Jesus!
[Exhales]

How are you doing today?

[Exhales]
I'm fine.
I feel a lot better.

I'm leaving
in a couple of minutes.

Are you sure
you're all right?

Please, not you.

Okay. I'm just saying,
you can talk to me
if you want.

I'm your little sister.

It's that new job,
isn't it?

Yeah, well,
I need that new job.

I can't take care
of Amy and the kids
and myself on my pension.

I'm not gonna
sleep on your couch
for the rest of my life.

Okay, well, maybe
you get a-a daytime job,
a regular job.

It's not that simple.

Well, you should
think about it.

[Shouts]

Ben! What happened?

Just leave me alone.
Please, just leave me alone!

Angie, get out of here! Now!

What is happening
to you, Ben?

Pull yourself together.

[Wings Flutter]

[Groans]

[Woman Screaming]

[Gasps]

[Screaming]

[Screaming]

[Screaming]

[Screaming]
Help!

[Screaming]

Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!

Help! Help!

[Screaming]

[Gasping]

"Gary Lewis."

[Siren Blares In Distance]

[Groans]

"Esseker."

Esseker.

[Cooing]

[Glass Crunches]

[Woman Screaming]

Hello!

[Screaming Continues]
Hello!

Where are you?

I want to help you,
but I need to know
where you are!

Damn it!

[Screaming Continues]
I'm coming!

[Screaming Stops]

Anybody here?

Is anybody in here?

Fuck this place.

- [Screaming]
- [Gasps]

[Woman Gasping]

[Grunts]

[Screaming]

[Child]
Mom! Mom! Mom!

[Child]
Mom! Mom! Mom!

Mom! Mom!
Michael?

Are you okay?
What's happening?

Michael. What's
the matter, sweetie?

There's a lady screaming.
Where?

There, in the mirror.

In the mirror?
Well—

I don't see anybody
but you and I
in the mirror.

You just
had a nightmare, sweetie.
Okay.

Sometimes
they can feel really real,
but they're not, all right?

Okay.
Okay, let's go
back to sleep.

Come on.
In you go.

I'm right around
the corner, all right?

Love you.
I love you too, sweetie.

Can you
leave the door open?
Sure, sweetheart.

- You two go back to sleep, okay?
- All right, Mom.

[Woman On TV]
...not clear how it happened.

The 42-year-old is expected
to go on trial this month...

for allegedly sexually assaulting
a former coworker in her apartment...

for 13 hours
on Halloween night in 2005.

Braunstein's lawyer
says his client
was mentally ill at the time.

The Feds say
they'll seek the death penalty
against a former mob boss...

accused of
ordering a hit on a rival.

The trial of Vincent
"Vinny Gorgeous"-

[No Audible Dialogue]

♪♪ [Background: Rock]

[Ben]
I swear to you,
I could feel my flesh burning.

I couldn't breathe.
It was like my lungs
were full of smoke.

It was like a nightmare,
but I was awake.
I know I was awake.

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

I think you're
just going through
a hard time in your life.

You're under
a lot of stress.

You've been having
those nightmares
since the shooting.

- You know it wasn't your fault.
- They're everywhere.

What are you talking about?
The fucking mirrors—
they are everywhere.

In the department store,
on the corner of every street,

in the window of every building
in this city.

I feel—

I feel like I'm not the one
looking into the mirrors,

but they're looking
back at me.

There's no one looking back
at you through the mirrors.

You're obviously-

You're still conflicted
about what happened.

Maybe you need
to talk to someone.

A professional,
someone-

Mirrors are just glass
and silver, Ben.
That's it.

There's nothing
behind them.

- [Billiard Balls Clatter]
- Will you please go
get some sleep? Okay?

Love you.

[Man]
Nice shot.

[Knocking]

Coming!

[Knocking Continues]

Hold on!

Mr. Carson?
Yeah.

You want to sign here,
please?

You have
a good day, sir.
Thanks.

Holy shit.

Lorenzo,
I need to talk to you.

I just had
the craziest day here.

Your ex-colleagues
came to pay us a visit.
What are you talking about?

You know Gary, the guy who was
working here before you?
Yeah.

The cops found him dead
in a subway station
in Harlem.

I never liked him too much,
but, poor guy, he didn't
deserve to go like that.

Did they happen to tell you
the cause of death?

What?
Did they tell you
how he died?

No, no.
They wouldn't tell me.

Mrs. Sapelli's waiting
for me at home.
I gotta go.

Oh, by the way, about
that leak in the basement,

they're sending someone over
to work on that
beginning of next week.

[Woman]
We have a white male,
50 years of age, name unknown.

Following the completion
of the external
examination...

the body was washed
and lightly dried.

A "Y" incision was made
from the bilateral
clavicular joints...

to the xiphoid process.

- The tissue was waterlogged—
- [Woman] Amy.

Yes, what is it?
There's someone
in the lobby for you.

It sounds urgent.

[People Chattering]

Ben. What's happening?
What are you doing here?

Thanks for seeing me.
Look, I need to ask you a favor.

I'm in the middle of work.
I know. Twenty minutes.

Yesterday morning,
you picked up a body-
Gary Lewis.

I just need
to take a look at him.
Who is he?

He was a night watchman
at the Mayflower.
I replaced him.

How do you have
his driver's license?

I found his wallet
in the department store.
I just need to know how he died.

Why do you need to know
how he died?

Ben, you've been suspended.
You're not supposed to be
doing any investigations.

Please, just listen.
This is serious.

There are some very
strange things happening
over at the Mayflower.

I can't explain what—

This guy Gary Lewis
sent me a package
right before he died.

The thing is,
I never met him before.

Inside the package
were all these articles
on the Mayflower, on the fire.

It was like he was trying
to tell me something
or warn me about something.

I need to figure this out.
Please.

Gary Lewis, Gary Lewis.
Here he is. B1 6.

He slashed his throat.
Well, there you go.
There's your answer.

Your man committed suicide.

You get a lot
of suicide cases where people
have slashed their own throats?

I didn't think so.
Excuse me.

All I know
is the police are still
investigating this one.

That's why
we still have the body.

What did he use
to cut his throat?

A piece of a mirror.

He probably broke the mirror
into pieces so he'd have
something to cut himself with.

Seven years bad luck?
[Laughs]

- Esseker!
- [Shouts]

Are you okay, Ben?

I'm fine.

I'm sorry.
Excuse me.

I need
to see his file.

What?
I need his file.

Ben—
What's the problem?
I just need to see his file.

Calm down. You're not even
supposed to be down here.

Now you want to look
at somebody's file?

Look, I'll be off then.
Amy, you know where
to find me if you need me.

Yeah. Thanks, Peter.
I appreciate it.

I want you to leave now.
I'm serious, Ben.

Amy, I'm sorry.
I can't leave here
until I see that file.

It's important. Please.

Please.

Amy. Come here
and look at this picture.

Look at the piece of mirror
Gary Lewis is holding.

And look at it up here
in its reflected image
in the other mirror.

It's full of blood.

Yet, in reality,
it's perfectly clean.
Not a single drop.

- Not a single drop on it.
- So what?

It's probably the angle from
which the photograph was taken.
What are you trying to prove?

What if the mirrors
are showing us something
that's not really happening?

What are you talking about?
Just listen to me.

What if the mirrors
are reflecting something
that's beyond our reality?

What if the mirrors can
actually make us do things
that we don't want to do?

Like making Gary Lewis
slit his own throat.
Ben, listen to yourself.

You can't talk like that
around here.

Don't you want
to get reinstated?

Amy, I'm seeing things
in the mirrors at work-
bad things—

to the point where I can feel
what they're showing me.

Ben, you're driving me
fucking crazy!

I don't have time for this.
What's wrong with you?

Do you think I'm making this up?
Do you think I'm fucking lying?

What medication are you taking
to stop drinking?

That's a strong drug.

It has a lot of serious
side effects.

How many pills
are you taking a day?

- I'm sorry that I bothered you.
- [Sighs]

You're right.

Thanks for trying to help.

[Water Running In Tub]

♪♪ [Humming Softly]

[Neck Cracks]
[Sighs]

[Gasps]

[Bones Cracking]

[Gasping]

[Camera Powering, Flashing]

[Woman]
...at night at this bar.
It's a couple blocks from here.

[Man] All right.
Where's the body?
[Officer] Calm down.

How am I gonna
calm down?
Let the detective by.

And, uh, there's a guy
been living with her
at her place.

There's a guy.
All right. You say
she works at a bar?

At night or something?
Yeah, she works nights.

She comes home late.
I don't see her
come home.

[Continues, Indistinct]

[Gasps, Mutters]

[Speaking Asian Language]
I saw blood falling
from the ceiling.

Then she call me.

I want you to ask her,
did she hear any noises,
any sounds?

What's going on?
One second.

It's all right,
I live in Apartment 8.
I used to be a cop.

Just tell me
what's going on.
Just a second.

I want to talk
to the lead detective! Angela!

Who is
the lead detective?

- Ben.
- Larry, what the hell
are you doing here?

- Larry, just tell me what's going on.
- Ben, it's not good.

Where's Angie?

Where the fuck is my sister?
Tell them to let go of me!

- I can't do that, Ben.
- Goddamn it!

That's okay.

[Sobbing]

[Vomiting]

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Larry]
The water has obliterated
most of the marks.

No sign of struggle
or forced entry.

And the front door was locked,
which means that—

The person who did this
either had keys
to the apartment,

or it was someone
that she knew.

He would've never
laid a finger on her.

You know,
when their father died,
Ben took care of Angela.

She meant the world to him.

Listen, so far, his statement
is pretty consistent
with the facts, you know?

We checked it out.
He showed up
to work at 7:00 p.m.

And the downstairs neighbors
said they began to notice the
water leakage at around 10:00.

The only strange thing—
and this could just
be coincidence-

is that Ben told
the daytime security guard,
Lorenzo Sapelli,

that he was planning
on quitting the job.

Like he was moving away
someplace.

He mention anything
like that to you?

No.

Lately, communication
hasn't been our strong point.

What are you
gonna do with him?

Figure we'll let him go.
Got no reason
to keep him here.

[Amy]
Larry.

Oh.

[Exhales]

I'm so sorry.

Ben? Why don't you come home
and spend some days
with the kids, huh?

I can't.

I don't want to put
our children in danger.

She asked me to quit,
and I wouldn't.

They came after her.

What? What are you
talking about?

I've got some things
I need to take care of.

Wait, Ben. Please.
Amy, let me go.

I don't want you
to get in more trouble.

Please stay out of it.
I know who did this.

In that case, you've gotta
tell Larry everything.

He'll never believe me.

Neither will you.

[Thunder Rumbling]

[Ben Grunting]
[Pounding]

[Grunting Continues]
[Pounding Continues]

[Grunting Continues]

[Shouting]

[Clicking]

[Crying]

What do you want?

Please, just tell me.

What do you want from me?

What do you want from me?

[Mirror Cracking]

"Esseker."

[Ben] Hey. I need you
to run a name for me-
Esseker.

Echo, Sierra, Sierra, Echo,
Kilo, Echo, Romeo.

[Man On Phone]
Did you check online?
I've already done that.

Nothing— I.R.S. and D.M.V.

Where?
Try New York.

When?
Last five or six years.

Okay, Ben.
Thanks. Get back to me
as soon as you can.

[Ben, Thinking]
Mayflower burns.
Forty-eight presumed dead.

Berry confesses.
Deadly Mayflower fire.

Watchman arrested.

Woman, three children murdered.
Three children murdered.

Come on, Ben, connect the dots.
Mr. Berry maintains that
the mirrors in the store...

are the ones that
brutally killed his wife
and three children.

Mirrors are guilty.
Mirrors are guilty.
[Cell Phone Rings]

Yeah. What did you get?
[Man] Hey.

Look, I didn't find anything
under that name.

Shit! Shit.

Do you want me to look
outside New York?

Um, no.
Hold on. Hold on.

I want you to run
another name for me.

Berry. Terrence Berry.

Terrence Berry.
Wait one sec.

Uh, I-I think
I got him.

You still there?
Yeah.

Whoa. Your guy murdered
his whole family.

I already know that.
He's dead.

[Sighs]
Damn it.

Can you tell me where
he was committed
before he died?

[Dr. Morris]
You know, Mr. Carson,

when one starts to perceive
one's own reflection as
a completely separate being,

one is suddenly confronted with
two entirely separate egos-

two entirely separate worlds
that can surface
at any given moment.

A feeling of self-hatred—
usually triggered by
a psychological shock-

can split
the personality in two,

hence creating
two or more personalities
with distinct memories...

and distinct behavior patterns
within the same individual.

The patient then has the false
perception of the existence
of two distinct worlds:

the real world
and the world inside a mirror.

These recordings were used
in Terrence's trial.

You'll see
they speak for themselves.

[Dr. Morris On Tape]
Why did you set
the department store on fire?

In order to destroy
the mirrors.

Only fire can destroy mirrors.
Isn't that right, Doctor?

What made you think you
absolutely had to destroy
those mirrors, Terrence?

They killed my Helen
and my three children.

[Dr. Morris On Tape]
For what reason?

- Why would mirrors
want to kill your family?
- Because I didn't, uh—

Didn't do what?

- They asked me to find Esseker.
- Oh, my God.

- We all are looking for Esseker.
- Amy.

Excuse me.
I have to go.

Tell me about Esseker,
Terrence.

Who is Esseker?

I don't know who Esseker is!

I don't know
who Esseker is!

I don't know!

[Hushed]
Mrs. Carson, it's Rosa.

Mr. Ben is here.

He's moving all
of the furniture around.

Hey. How was
school today?
Good.

Good.
I'll be right back.

- Dad?
- Sweetheart, just
give me a second.

I gotta take care
of a couple things.

Daddy, what are you doing?

Honey, don't look scared.
Everything's fine.

I think it looks nicer
like this. Don't you?

Rosa, what's happening?

Take the kids downstairs,
right now. Right now!

- What the hell are you doing?
- Amy, you're gonna have to trust me.

-This is for your own protection.
-Get out of the house right now.

Hey, are you listening to me?
You are scaring the kids.

If you don't leave immediately,
I'm calling the police.

- And I warn you,
you will never see your kids again.
- Amy, I am not crazy.

These mirrors are dangerous.
At first, I thought it was
just the ones in the store.

After Angela was killed,
I realized they can get at you anywhere.

I promise I will leave the house.
Just let me cover these damn mirrors.

What's wrong with you?

I know what you've been going
through hasn't been easy.

But guess what— it hasn't
been easy for us either!

Angela was a part of our lives too.
You know that?

It's not fair what
you're doing to us, Ben!

Michael—
he's acting so strange now.

He always wants to be alone.
He won't talk to me.
He's having nightmares.

Ben, your behavior
is rubbing off on him.

He is six years old.
I have to protect him.

Look at this.
I want to show you something.

Ben, let go of me!
You don't want to believe me?
Fine, I'll show you.

What are you doing?
I'll show you!

Are you crazy?

Have you gone
completely mad?
Just wait. You'll see.

See what?
You'll see.

[Dog Barks In Distance]
See what, Ben?
What am I supposed to see?

It's not happening.
It's not happening.

Amy, I swear to you,
at the Mayflower-

I am not lying.

Ben, let's go
back inside, okay?

Put the gun away.

Listen to me, baby.
I want to help you.

Tell the kids I'm sorry.
Ben!

[Sobs]

[Engine Starts]

[Tires Squealing]

[Grunting]

[Screams]

- [Horn Honks]
- No!

[Tires Squealing]

[Horns Honking]

[Squeaks]

[Panting]

[Door Rattling]
[Grunts]

[Object Clatters]

[Grunts]

[Squeaks]

Jesus Christ.

What is this?

[Screams]

Larry, it's me.
I need your help again.

I'm trying to locate
the patient-employee manifest
for St. Matthew's Hospital.

Where is it?
Where was it?
They closed it down.

But it was in New York.
It's where the Mayflower
used to be.

The Mayflower?
The department store?

Do you have any idea
where they would store
records for a hospital...

that's been closed
for over 50 years?

No, I don't. But I can
send someone to city hall
to check it out.

If it's a public hospital,
there'd be a record of it.
Tell me exactly what you need.

Same thing. I'm looking
for a patient or an employee
with the name Esseker.

All right, I'm on it.
Give me a couple hours.
And, Ben, keep your head down.

[Thunder Rumbling]

- Hey.
- Did you get it?

Yeah, I think so.
It's, uh, Anna Esseker.

I didn't really know
what you wanted, so I got
all the medical files.

This is perfect, Larry.
This is perfect.

What happened?
Did you get in an accident?

-Anna Esseker's file— did you
have to go to city hall for it?
-I didn't have to go anywhere.

All the files in that place were in storage
with the cold case evidence.

Why, 'cause of the fire?
No. No, it's before the fire.
It's a totally different case.

Anna was a patient
at St. Matthew's.

She was in the psych ward
run by a Dr. Kane.
Now get this.

She was only 12 years old
when she died.

What?
When the nurses
went on their rounds...

first thing in the morning,
October 6, 1952,

they discovered that all the patients
had left their rooms during the night...

and they'd all gathered
in the main hall.

Ben, they were all dead,
including the girl.

Apparently,
they-they-they killed each other.
I mean, it was a slaughterhouse.

That's when they closed the place down.
Who knows what really happened?

What about the doctor?
Kane?
Well, they arrested him.

They found him dead
first day of the hearing.

He slashed his wrists
with a piece of the cell mirror.

Thanks for your help.
Good luck.

[Thunder Rumbling]

[Grunts]
Damn it!

[Thunder Rumbling]

[Thunder Continues]

Jesus.

"October 6, 1952."

"Anna Esseker is diagnosed
with severe schizophrenia,

leading to withdrawal from reality,
delusional and violent behavior."

"Pennsylvania, August 1951."

They don't match.

Anna Esseker was discharged
from St. Matthew's Hospital
October 4-

two days before the massacre.

[Glass Cracking]

[Cracking]

She's still alive, isn't she?

[Muffled Whirring]

[Toothbrush Whirring]

You almost done, sweetie?

[Spits]
Okay.

[Michael]
Why is Daddy acting so scared?
It's not normal.

He's way older than me.

And I'm not acting scared,
but he is.

Doesn't make any sense.
Michael?

What are you doing?
Nothing.

Okay, well, you gotta
get going, all right?

Okay.
Okay.

[Gasps]

[Rings]
Amy?

Oh, Ben.
Amy, what's wrong?

You have to come
to the house right now.

I'm so scared.
Amy, what's wrong?

- I'm so scared.
- Amy, just tell me what happened.

There's something
in the house.

Something in the mirrors.
I'm on my way.

Goddamn it!

[Tires Squealing]
[Horn Honks]

Come on.

[Daisy]
Dad? When are you
coming back home?

Really soon, sweetheart.
Come here.

I love you, Daddy.
I love you too, sweetheart.

I gotta go.
I'm afraid
to stay here.

There's gonna be windows
and mirrors wherever you go.

Anything that causes
a reflection right now
is dangerous.

At least inside the house,
we covered everything.

It's the safest place to be.

Amy, I'm so sorry.
No. It's not your fault.
I should've believed you.

Come here.
Ben.

Ben, you do whatever
it takes to end this.
You hear me?

I will.

I'll be right back.

[Engine Starts]

[Crow Screeches]

[Screeching]

[Crows Screeching]

- [Barking]
- [Gasps] Jesus.

Yes, sir.

Excuse me.
Is this the Esseker farm?

[Woman]
What is it, Jimmy?

I don't know, Ma.
What can I do for you, sir?

I'm looking for Anna.
Anna Esseker.

There's a man looking for-
You said Anna?

Yes, Anna Esseker.
An Anna Esseker, Ma.

Look, I'm sorry to bother you.
I must have the wrong place.

What is it you want
with Anna Esseker?

I'm doing a research paper
on schizophrenia.

I became familiar
with Anna Esseker's case.

I-I just wanted to
ask her some questions.

Go tell Grandpa there's a man here
who's asking about his sister.

Okay.
Thank you.

[Jimmy]
Grandpa?

You know,
up to this day,

visions of Anna’s fits
still haunt me at night.

I helped my father fix up
this part of the basement
especially for her.

Her fits were too violent.
My mother couldn't take
her screams anymore.

[Screaming]

Well, we had every priest,
doctor, healer...

coming in from all over the county,
but no one could help her.

- [Growling]
- [Grandpa] Well, finally,
a Dr. Kane from New York...

answered my parents'
cries for help.

He rejected the idea
of demonic possession.
Said he didn't believe in it.

Well, he was convinced Anna
suffered from a rare form
of personality disorder...

- [Growling]
- and mirrors could help her.

[Chuckles]
He wanted Anna under his care
at St. Matthew's.

My parents were very poor,

- but he agreed to cover all
the costs of the hospital.
- [Screams]

Where'd she go
after the hospital?
Don't you know?

She died there with all
of Kane's other patients.

Mr. Esseker, I read the file.

Anna left the hospital
two days before the massacre.

Dr. Kane altered the documents
so she could disappear.

Oh, my God.
Where-Where-Where did you
get that document?

I need you to tell me where
she went after St. Matthew's.

Well, she came back and
stayed with us for a while.

What do you mean for a while?
What happened?
Why did she leave?

- I-I don't want to talk about that.
- Why did she leave?

Because— Because
strange things started
to happen in the house.

With Anna?
No, not with Anna anymore.
No, she was totally cured.

Strange things started to happen
with the mirrors, didn't they?

Mr. Esseker, I need to know
where Anna is now.
It's a matter of life and death.

Do not make me threaten you.

We-We- We sent her somewhere
where mirrors are forbidden.

Where the mirrors
couldn't find her.

Where? Where?

Saint Augustine's Monastery,
on the road to Reedfield.

[Bell Tolling]

[Tolling Stops]

How can I help you?
I'm sorry to
disturb you, Sister,

but I've come to speak with
a member of your community-
Anna Esseker.

Is she expecting you?
No, not really.

If you’re not listed,
I cannot help you, sir.

Can you at least tell her
that I've come from New York
to speak with her?

I-I-I work with Dr. Kane
from St. Matthew's Hospital.

It's very important.
Please.

[Woman]
St. Matthew's closed down
in 1952. Who are you?

My name is Benjamin Carson.

I work as a night watchman
on Sixth Avenue
in New York City...

in the building that used to be
St. Matthew's Hospital.

What is it you want,
Mr. Carson?

My family's in danger.

And what's threatening them
is asking for you.

I came all this way
to ask you why-

why the mirrors that were left
over from St. Matthew's Hospital
are so desperate to find you.

Please, Miss Esseker.

If you don't help me,

I'm gonna lose the most
important thing to me in this
world, and that's my family.

Sit down, Mr. Carson.

The mirrors are merely
windows on our world.

It is not the wish
of the mirrors to find me...

but of what is imprisoned
inside them.

What is imprisoned
inside them?

At the time that
I was at St. Matthew's—

- [Screaming]
- Dr. Kane's therapy for
personality disorders...

consisted of
locking the patient up...

in a mirrored room
for several days on end...

forcing them to confront
their own image.

Dr. Kane was wrong
about his theory.

- There is no cure for
schizophrenia, Mr. Carson.
- [Groaning, Screaming]

It was something else.

And whatever it was,

it left me
and entered the mirrors.

[Groaning]

Since that day,
it has been collecting the souls
of the people it kills.

I'm sorry,

but if I agree to go with you
and return back to that place,

I will make it possible for
the demon to cross the threshold
back into the real world.

Do you understand what
that means for my family?

You can't do this.
You need to come back
with me.

I'm going to pray for you
and your family.

That's all I can do right now,
Mr. Carson. I'm sorry.

God bless you.

Gary Lewis, Terrence Berry
and many other men have died
trying to find you.

And because they failed,
their families died too.

Two days ago,
my sister was murdered.

My family will be next
if you don't help me.
Please.

Please.
Wait, wait.

This is my family.
It's my wife, Amy,

and my daughter, Daisy,
and my son, Michael.

They're beautiful.
They're innocent.

They've never hurt anybody.

Please.
Take-Take the photo.

Just-Just take the photo.

Look at them.

I'm sorry.

Who the hell do you
think you are?

They're just kids!

They're just kids!

[Footsteps Sloshing]

[Rings]

Hello?
Amy.

Ben, where are you?
At the monastery.

Did you find her?
Yes.

Yeah? Did you talk to—
Amy?

Michael.
Michael?

Ben, hold on.
Michael's gone.
What do you mean?

I don't know. I fell asleep with
the kids on the bed, and now I
don't know where he is. Michael?

Amy, what's going on?
Is everything all right?

[Water Running]
Oh, fuck.

Amy, what's going on?
Have you got Michael?

Oh, my God.

Ben, there's water
everywhere.

Oh, my God.
You've gotta be
careful of the water.

It creates reflections.

Someone's in the house.
Someone scraped
all the mirrors.

- Amy, where is Michael?
- I don't know. I don't see him anywhere.

Amy, listen to me.
You've gotta stay away
from the water.

- Get the kids and stay away
from the water.
- [Gasps]

- Michael?
- Amy?

Amy? Shit!

[Bell Tolling]

[Ben]
Which room is she in?
Which one?

My family's not dying tonight.
You are coming with me.

Michael?

[Muffled Screaming]

[Amy]
Daisy?

Daisy, come here.

[Muffled Shouting]

Come here, Daisy.

Mom?

[Muffled Shouting]

Come here, sweetheart.

What are you doing
in there?

Everything's gonna be all right.

[Gasping]

No! No!

No! No!

Oh, Daisy! Ohh!

Come here! Get down!
Get down, right now!

Get down, sweetie. Get down.
Oh, my God, are you okay?

Oh, my God! Stay right there!
Don't move, baby! Don't move!

Mom, why did you
do that to me?

It wasn't me, sweetheart.
You know I would never hurt you.
You know that.

Here. Hold this.
Hold it tight.

You okay?

Here, get down, sweetie.
Let me see. Let me see.

Let me see, sweetie.
It's gonna be okay.

All right? I know it hurts.
Stay right there.

All right, give me your hand.
I need you to hold it
really tight, okay?

Just flat and tight.
Just like that, okay?

Now, I need you
to listen to me, okay, baby?

You have to be very brave.
I need you to stay here
no matter what happens.

No matter what you hear,
do not move from this closet
until I come back.

You understand me, right?
Yes.

Okay. Okay.
Do not move. I love you.

[Sobs]
Don't move.

Michael?

Michael?

Where are you?

Michael?

Michael!
Michael, what are you doing?

Don't be scared, Mommy.
He just wants to play with us.

Michael, I want you to
drop that knife right now.

Do you hear me?

You know very well you're not
allowed to play with knives, don't you?

Come on.

That's a good boy.

Give me the knife, Michael.

Michael! Michael!

Michael?

[Thuds]
[Gasps]

[Glass Squeaking]
[Panting]

Michael?

Michael?

Michael? Mike?
Michael!

Michael?

Why are you hiding from me,
sweetheart?

Michael?

[Gasps]

[Footsteps Receding]

[Gasps]

[Door Creaks]
[Ben]
You okay?

Come on.

[Growling]

[Glass Squeaking]

[Anna]
It's waiting for me downstairs.

[Anna]
Bring me inside. From now on,
I have to keep my eyes closed.

[Ben]
Step up. You're in the room.

Strap me in.

I spent the darkest days
of my life in this room.

Are you sure
there's no other way?

It's for your family,
Mr. Carson.

For your family.

[Amy]
Michael?

♪♪ [Humming]

♪♪ [Humming Continues]

Michael?
Michael, look at me.

Michael!
No, Michael!
Oh, my God!

Give him back to me!
Give him back to me!

No! No!
No! Get out!

Oh, my God! No!

You must go now.
Thank you.

No!

No!

Why?

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Growling]

[Rumbling]

Give him back to me!
Give him back! Give him back!

Michael!
[Sobbing]

No! No!

Michael!
Oh, my baby! Ohh!

[Sobs]
Michael.

Come on.

One, two—

five, six-

Ohh! Ohh!
Oh, thank God!

[Sobbing]
Oh, thank you!
I love you!

[Clinking]

Anna?
[Glass Crunching]

[Panting]

Anna?

[Object Clatters]

[Growling]

[Screams]

[Gunshots]

[Groaning]

[Screeching]

Come on, you bitch!

[Growls]

[Shouting]

[Screaming]

[Gasps]

[Screaming]

[Amy]
Oh, my God.

Oh, my baby.

[Crying]
Ohh!

I love you both.

[Sobs]

Ohh!
I love you both.

[Ship Horn Blowing]

[Clattering, Scraping]

[Ben Grunting]

[Grunts]

[No Audible Dialogue]

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Siren Wailing]

[People Chattering]