Original subtitles

-You're here.

Listen.

Pay attention.

Once upon a time, there was a special,

valuable,

dangerous girl.

A golden goose with bite.

You are going to love her.

Everyone does.

She is hiding,

alone,

and we need to find her.

♪ Where in the world

♪ Can my lover be

♪ Where in this wonderful world

♪ Is there someone for me

♪ He may be standing

♪ In a corner

♪ On a lonely street

[match strikes]

[fire crackles]

[heart beats]

[static hisses]

[birds tweets]

- It is a haunted house.

- The alarm is off.

- There is nothing there.

- I heard it is a witch that prays to Satan.

- What's a Satan?

- [giggles]

- Anyone want to come with?

Losers.

[music]

[static hisses]

[female humming]

- Hi.

[heart beats]

[heart beats]

-How did you get in here?

[heart beats]

-Listen, kid.

Go home to your parents.

Please, go.

-No.

-Go.

[leaves crunch]

It was not your fault.

Remember that.

[static hisses]

-Excuse me.

Sorry to bother you.

-Not again. -I am looking for a girl.

About 13?

She's had

quite an effect on my son,

he is just not the same.

[blood rushes]

[heart beats]

I say, you are the loveliest woman I have ever seen.

Actually,

I do not use these. Just for driving, you know.

-That is great.

-So, where is the girl that bewitched my son?

-I live here alone.

-Are you her sister?

-No,

I live here alone.

-I just had the craziest idea.

-No, you did not. -I just had the sudden urge.

I cannot believe I am going to say this to you.

You and I should run away together.

-I am sorry,

-I-- -No.

I love you.

-No, thank you-- -Now look at me.

You should be so flattered.

[hand slaps]

-I am sorry.

I am sorry. I wish you didn't make me do that.

[electricity zaps]

[car door closes]

-No. No.

-Let us go, buddy, come on.

-Come on. -Come on.

-No.

I love her.

I love you.

-Get in.

[sighs]

Are we going to get a statement from the owner?

-What do you think?

[engine starts]

[engine revs]

[gate squeaks]

-Sorry, your gate was open.

I did not realize anybody lived here.

-A little help?

-Oh,

yes, sure.

[grunts]

-Good.

-Do you mind?

-No.

-Wow.

Screwdriver, please?

Can I get a screwdriver, please?

-How are you not?

[electricity whines]

[alarm beeps]

It works.

-It runs.

For it to work, I'd need some more tools

and a--

-Are you okay?

-Yes, I just get--

Where am I?

-My guest house.

-What happened?

-You fainted.

-Yes, that happens.

[spoon clanks]

-Hypo-- -Glycemic, yes.

-How do you see me?

-That a trick question?

-How do you see me?

-With my eyes.

-No, I mean--

How do I appear to you?

-I don't know,

pleasant? Nice?

-Nice?

-Not nice as in boring, I-- -No, nice is good.

Nice is great.

-Okay, well,

I feel better, so--

-You seem to be pretty good with those wires.

Are you some kind of handyman?

-Some kind.

-You new in town?

-I'm just passing through.

I'm Guy.

-I'm Leigh.

-Pleased to meet you, Leigh.

Thanks for your hospitality.

-I need someone

to fix my alarm.

And the monitors, they've shorted.

-Look,

thanks for the sugar, all right?

I really gotta go.

-Do you have somewhere you have to be?

I could pay you.

100 a day.

200.

Cash.

-A few days' work sounds good.

-Well--

[door locks]

[static hisses]

[footsteps approach]

[latch clicks]

Morning.

-For the fainting.

-Thanks.

[door closes]

-Hundreds of area homes are still without power

after a substation sh--

[music]

[heart beats]

[bird strikes window]

[birds tweets]

[doorbell rings]

-Patrick Colton, City Press.

Carl Tobin?

-Yes.

-How can I help you? -I understand

you were arrested the other day.

-Yes.

Just a misunderstanding.

A few too many drinks after work.

-Why isn't the owner of the house pressing charges?

-The owner, I didn't meet anybody.

-How are you feeling, Mister Tobin?

-I feel fine, I slept it off.

-Any residual feelings?

-Just a little embarrassed.

-Give us a call if there's any changes.

-Will do.

-No apparent residual effects.

[birds tweets]

-Leigh.

-Have you ever smelt anything so fresh?

[sniffs]

-No, never.

Why me?

Why open your house to a--

-Drifter? -I was gonna say traveler, but--

-I need someone to help, and you proved yourself handy,

so why look for anyone else?

I have a feeling about you.

-Why not just get an electrician from town?

Hard to find the help?

-It's hard to get them to leave.

Oh, do you smell that?

What is that smell?

-When's the last time you washed your clothes?

-About two weeks ago, why?

-How can you-- -What?

-Oh. -What?

-Go wash them, before you kill us both.

-Now? -Yes. [laughs]

[laughter]

-All right.

-Please.

-In the middle, they're still-- -Oh, you're good.

-Here's your cake, darling. -15.

-Oh wow, 15, I can't believe it. -Wow.

-It's only a few more days, right? -Yes, you'll be home.

I got you lots of presents.

-Happy birthday.

-Yay.

[music]

-I'm sorry, honey.

-I'm sorry, Dad.

[telephone rings]

[telephone rings]

[telephone rings]

-Hello?

-Hello, Leigh. This is Patrick Colton from Circe.

Just calling to thank you for seven years of loyal service.

How did you find me?

Does that matter?

-This wasn't the arrangement.

-The climate out there has changed.

Once a month isn't enough anymore.

-You know that's all I can produce.

-Do we? Know that for sure?

We'd like you to come down to the lab,

run some tests,

-try some new methods. -Yes, I got your letters.

-Then you know it's essential you come in.

-I can't do that.

-Then maybe we should come to you.

-You wouldn't.

-You know what will happen if you-- -No threats, please.

You're our most valuable resource.

[static hisses]

-[gasps]

[gasps]

[sobs]

[sobs]

[sobs]

[sobs]

[gasps]

When will the alarm be fixed?

-I'm working as fast as I can.

-Be careful.

This survived Stalin and the Nazis, but it's still fragile.

-My rough hands can handle delicate things.

-You're wearing a towel.

-As requested.

My clothes are being washed.

[birds tweets]

[static hisses]

-Leigh?

Leigh?

[static hisses]

-Finally put our son to bed.

I hope he sleeps tonight.

Carl.

Carl, are you okay?

Carl, I asked you a question.

[crickets chirp]

[door locks]

-It's my--

-No, don't say it.

It happens to everybody, it's normal.

-I wasn't going to say that.

I'm angry.

-Damn it, Agnes, I said I'm sorry.

I couldn't do it.

-It's me, right?

-No.

-No longer the prettiest girl in town.

What?

-There's someone else.

[birds tweets]

-We wanted to give you something, Peanut, to remind you of us

while we're on vacation.

-It's only three days, honey.

-I still don't think it's a good idea to leave at all.

-We discussed this, honey.

She's 18 now.

-I know, but-- -Insisted.

We need to set up the dead letter drops, so they can't find her.

We'll be back before you know it.

-We love you. -We love you so much, honey.

-They found me, Daddy,

but I met someone.

Here you go, steak tartare.

-Great.

-Stop.

-Why?

-You can't smell.

You can't smell.

-No.

I have a condition.

Anosmia, you ever hear of it?

-Yes.

-Really? -Yes.

-It's not that bad,

unless there's a gas leak.

-You really can't smell at all?

-The worst part is that everything tastes the same.

A fancy restaurant smells the same as hospital food.

-I grew up on hospital food.

-Yes, well, I've had my share.

-How'd you get it?

-Is that why you're running?

-What makes you think I'm running?

-People don't drift anymore.

They have places to go.

Fewer still stay at strangers' houses.

You're running from something,

or towards it,

I'm not sure which.

-I've got work to do.

[music]

[static hisses]

[gate squeaks]

[heart beats]

-I did it.

I left Agnes, we can be together now.

-I'm calling the police.

-No, no you don't say that when I say something like that to you.

When I say something nice to you,

you say, "Thank you."

You say, "I love you."

[static hisses]

Say it.

Say it, say it.

[hand slaps]

Get out.

Get out.

[electricity whines]

-Fuck.

[electricity zaps]

[engine starts]

[engine revs]

[engine revs]

-Hey, you all right? Who was that guy?

-No one, he's just-- -Husband?

-No, I'm not married.

-Boyfriend. -No.

-He was hurting you. -I took care of it.

-Yes, I saw that, that bastard.

-It's not his fault.

-What do you mean, Leigh?

What's going on?

-I also have a condition.

Come with me.

It's okay, you're safe.

-Excuse me, sorry to bother you.

I'm actually looking for a young girl.

About 13?

-Not again. -She's had quite an effect on my son.

-This is from the day you arrived.

-I love you.

-I give off a pheromone.

A smell that makes men see me as their heart's desire,

their fantasy,

and fall in love with me instantly.

Not real love, just a smell.

-[chuckles] Come on, this is crazy.

What does one guy--

-How does this happen?

-I don't know.

No one does.

-You've always been this way?

-Ever since puberty.

There was an incident at school when I was 12.

I haven't been the same since.

-How can you even keep that there?

-To remind me of why I can't ever leave.

-You have a power.

-This is a gift. -No, not the word I would use.

-Once a month,

I dilute and ship a bit of myself.

My essence,

to Circe Laboratories.

You heard of them?

-Yes.

-They drop a microscopic amount into every one of their

best-selling perfume bottles.

-Making anyone who wears it slightly more attractive.

-The perfume actually works.

And it pays the bills.

Until the alarm and all of the monitors are fixed,

I am not safe.

[static hisses]

[music]

-God.

-Be careful. -Yes.

-All right.

[electricity whines]

-Your power has no effect on me.

Oh.

-Oh, I'm so sorry.

Were you flirting?

-[laughs] Do you even know what flirting is?

-Yes. -Yes.

-No.

Sometimes.

I haven't had a normal conversation with anyone since my parents died.

I've never flirted.

At all.

[gasps]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[birds chirping]

[playing cello]

-What did you think?

-It was awful.

It was not good at all. [chuckles]

I mean, really, bad.

-[chuckles]

[laughter]

-Oh, my.

Oh, wow, no one's really ever been that honest.

[music]

[projector rattles]

[bottles clinks]

-You should have told me

you had a '74 Chateau Latour. [chuckles]

-[chuckles] It was a gift.

-It's happy hour.

-You appreciate it?

80% of our taste is in our nose.

-Yes, but the other 20% is amazing.

[bottle clinks] -Oh.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I'm really drunk.

I've never been this drunk before.

-It's fine. -I've never been this many things.

-Thank you.

Were you in the military?

-Engineer Corps.

Mechanic.

-To the military.

Good old Uncle Sam. [laughs]

Who gave you that?

Special lady friend?

-My mother.

She died when I was over there.

-To being orphaned. [laughter]

-It's very pretty.

-So is your necklace.

-Why are you on the run,

and why do you have ano-- [chuckles]

-It's anosmia. -Anosmia. Anosmia.

-Anosmia.

[laughs]

-Anosmia. [chuckles]

How did you get it?

-Oh, that one.

Well, that's easy.

The same story.

-What? What's the same story?

-What? -Mortar attack.

I watched a whole bunch of civilians get torn to shreds,

along with my

my olfactory nerves.

I was home for one week

trying to readjust when I was called up again.

I just couldn't face it, so

I ran. [chuckles]

-[chuckles] You went AWOL?

-If they find me,

they arrest me,

so I run

[sighs] and I hide.

You know all about that, right, Leigh?

Leigh?

Leigh?

[music]

[door squeaks]

[gun clicks]

[knocks on wood]

[money rustles]

[music]

-Refreshments.

-Hey.

-Is this what a hangover feels like?

-It sucks.

-It's not that bad.

All right.

Your alarm is fixed.

-You're done?

-I'm done.

I'll be out your hair by this afternoon.

-I have many more things that need fixing in the house.

-Storm drains need patching?

-Yes, right.

-[chuckles]

Hey, where else do I have to be?

I need to pop into town,

pick up some supplies.

I'll be back before dark.

Why don't you come with me?

You need to see what's out there.

-I have everything I need here.

-I need to go.

I'll be back.

-Guy? -Yes?

-Can I trust you?

-Yes.

I'll be back.

-You should shower first.

[music]

[heart beats]

[dog whines]

[dog barks]

-Excuse me, Miss, I'm sorry.

I ordered an Irish coffee.

-All we have is Columbian.

-Can I just get a shot of whiskey? I'll just pour it in myself.

-Why didn't you just order that from the start?

-Charming as always, I see.

What's the hold-up?

-[sighs] What do they want to do with her?

-It's not your business.

-Maybe it's not her.

If you had a photo, I could--

-She hasn't been photographed as an adult.

Does she wear the necklace?

-Yes.

-Then that's her.

You know what, she's just a lonely girl. [grunts]

-You get that necklace off of her so we can go in,

and then Circe cleans your record.

-It's not that easy, she never takes the damn thing off.

-You got two days.

After that, you go to jail.

You take her down, or we take her out.

It's up to you.

[music]

[gun clatters]

[music]

-You're him, aren't you?

-Do I know you?

-You're staying with her.

-There you are.

Take these to the car.

-Mom-- -I'll be there in a minute, go.

Oh, nice bracelet.

Magnolia's the most fragrant flower.

I hope he wasn't bothering you.

-No, no, I think he had me confused with someone else.

-You may have seen his father arrested a few days ago?

Up at her place.

Carl.

Whatever she did to him,

the man is broken.

He's no good to me anymore.

He's certainly no good to the boy.

He's got his own mess.

I heard him quoting Shakespeare the other day.

What the hell? [chuckles]

-Hope she didn't make him gay. -Hardly.

-Sorry to bother with this, this is not your problem,

you can't help it.

-Help what?

-What the witch does when she gets her claws into you.

I feel sorry for you.

-Jesus Christ. -She is a snake.

A black cat. A siren.

Everybody falls under her spell.

-Who are they?

-You are not safe.

You can't ruin peoples' lives and not expect feedback.

You should move on while you can.

-Hey, Mom, do you have a dollar for-- -[slaps] I said I'd be right there.

I hope my words helped.

-Yes.

-You take care now.

[heart beats]

-Nice day we're having, fellas.

[fists smack]

-Why'd you attack me?

-I don't know.

[bell rings] [alarm wails]

[alarm silences]

-You should've showered before you left.

-You knew this would happen?

-I knew something would.

They smelt me on you.

-Believe me, they were not loving me.

-The smell reminded them of me.

It was a tease, it made them hate you.

-Then why'd you let me go?

-I didn't want you to go.

Let me get you some ice.

-Hold on.

If your smell on me made them aggressive, then why'd you bottle it?

-Who says I bottle smell?

-The townspeople,

you know one of them called you a witch.

-Aren't I? I'm a freak.

-Leigh, you are not a freak. -Don't tell me what I am.

-It's not just men that I affect.

A bird flies through the window at me and breaks its neck.

Do you know how many animals I've buried in the forest?

I'm a freak.

-Leigh--

-I live in a house, alone, surrounded by flowers.

I have to burn tar to mask my scent.

I have to wear death around my neck.

-You need to start trusting me.

You need to open up to me, you need to tell me everything.

What do those buttons do?

-[sighs]

If I press the right button,

the lab explodes.

-If you press the left one?

-The button pricks my finger with poison,

killing me.

-With a little help from a blue frog.

Why?

-Only I get to decide

how I live and when I die.

Circe makes a lot more than perfume.

In its undiluted form,

my essence can be abused by governments,

armies.

I can't let that happen.

-What makes you think that's even what they want?

-Because it isn't the first time that they've tried.

[music]

Please, it hurts.

No, stop.

No more tests. No, stop. No.

No more tests, no more tests.

I was 15.

No--

No.

Imagine what they'd do to me now.

My essence has grown stronger.

[music]

-These were designed by Eva Zeisel.

She survived Nazi Germany and red Russia.

In 1936, she was accused of plotting against Stalin

and was imprisoned for 16 months.

But did she break down?

-No?

-Did she go crazy?

-No.

-Did she lose faith?

-No. -[laughs] No.

Who am I to mope?

I thought you fixed the monitors?

How--

-They're free. They're online.

Just gotta know how to patch into it.

-Since you can't see the world, I thought I'd bring the world to you.

-A government bill to crack down on laboratory experiments on animals

is expected to become law today.

Animal rights activists have been pushing for the--

-Is an accident waiting to happen.

[knife chops]

-The multimillion-dollar drug smuggling ring.

-22 pounds of heroin were seized along-- -A master of deception.

-25 people have been arrested and face charges when--

[knife chops loudly]

-Mom?

[music]

[water runs]

[branch snaps]

-[snickers] Scary.

-So people can't see me.

Plus, it helps to dampen my pheromones,

and it makes me look fearsome.

-Oh yes, I'm terrified.

[music]

-Is that why you brought me out here?

-You are such a cliche.

[phone beeps]

-What?

-The lookout point.

The moment,

the view.

You're going to try and kiss me.

-You led me here.

[water ripples]

-Oh, that's pretty. -Shh.

[water splashes]

[music]

-My God. You're amazing.

Man, I thought that was dinner.

-Look.

-I saw her first. -Yes, yes.

-I'm coming, doll.

I'm coming to you, darling, coming through.

-Hello?

Guy?

Guy?

[gasps]

-Anything?

[laughter]

-[breathes heavily]

[bell rings] [alarm wails]

-[sighs]

Whoa, whoa, just let me handle this one.

-Hi. -Hi. Hi, hello.

-Can I help you? -Is he here?

-Who?

-Who? Carl. Is Carl here?

My husband, Carl.

You don't know. I know how it works.

Look, go get Carl, bring him out here,

and tell him his wife, Agnes, is here to see him.

His wife, Agnes.

Carl. Carl.

-Carl. -[murmurs]

-[yells] Get out here, Carl.

[music]

-Leigh?

-Sometimes I hold my breath to get away from myself for a moment.

I'm scared.

-So your essence is literally you.

It's blood.

-Distilled down to plasma.

Takes a lot out of me, but I don't mind.

It's a release.

-Why just once a month?

-Because it only seems shareable in a certain time in my cycle.

-How much do you give them?

-As much as I can,

but they want more.

[music]

[exhales]

Come on.

-Just wanted you to look at me.

See me the way I see you.

-Show me the gate.

Oh, damn.

-Look at me, now.

[music]

[gate squeaks]

-[breathes heavily]

[leaves rustle]

[keys jingle]

[electrical hum dies]

[keyboard clicks]

[engine starts]

[engine dies]

-Give me your hand.

-What are you doing?

-I want you to have this, for luck.

-That's lovely.

-Yes.

There's plenty of places you can go, and still feel isolated.

Why limit yourself to one part of the world, you know?

Why limit yourself to one part of life?

[laughter]

What? Is that crazy?

-No, no, not crazy, just--

Just no.

No.

What did you do in the army?

-Told you, Engineer Corp.

-That's not what your tattoo says.

You were Special Forces.

-Airborne.

-Why did you lie to me?

-I'm not that guy anymore.

-What else are you hiding?

Why are you giving me this bracelet right now?

-It's not safe here.

They're coming.

-What are you talking about?

-I had to appear weak, harmless, to get you to take me in.

Pretending to be hypoglycemic was my Trojan Horse.

-Why, what--

You work for Circe.

-I have to disarm that, and then they move in.

-No, no, no, no, no, no.

How could you?

How could you?

You know what they want to do to me.

-Didn't have a choice.

Leigh, it was this or court-martial.

I couldn't risk going to jail, but now I have a reason to.

We can leave tonight, you and me.

I have a plan.

-You were the only man I've ever done anything with.

How can I trust anything that you say?

-I have a truck by the gate.

We don't want to be here when they come.

-How do I know this isn't part of the plan?

That you won't just lead me right into their arms?

-If you stay here, they'll come.

-Let them.

-Leigh, I can save us.

Will you come with me?

-How can I trust you?

No.

[phone vibrates] [phone beeps]

-God damn it, I haven't given the signal.

What are you doing here?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You all right?

What's the matter?

-I'm so sorry. It's not your fault.

[gun clicks]

[gasps]

It's over. It's over.

Almost.

[gun dry fires]

-Your husband isn't here.

-My husband's dead.

Oh, he left this suicide note.

It's addressed to you.

"To my love in the house,

in the forest."

Carl couldn't have you in his life, and so he took it,

and now I'll take yours.

[screams]

[gun shots]

-Leigh. Leigh. Leigh.

Hey.

Leigh.

Leigh.

Leigh.

-She was going to kill me.

She was going to kill me.

-I had to do it. I had to do it. -Leigh. leigh.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

-You came here to betray me.

-But I didn't.

Trust me.

It's okay.

Hey.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's all right.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

I love you. I love you.

-I didn't want to kill her. -I know. I know.

They're coming.

Destroy the lab.

Don't press the other button.

-Why not?

It's just a deterrent.

They're jewels and nothing more.

-Thank God.

-What are we going to do?

-Do you trust me?

[music]

-I can't believe you had to kill her.

-It was me or her.

-I'd have preferred you.

You were supposed to be perfect,

immune,

but you messed up,

big time.

[monitor beeps]

It's a wash.

We'll be lucky if your body yields any usable samples.

I thought you liked the hunt, Guy.

-Yes, it's your nature.

-Thousands in expenses, weeks of hard work for what?

A dead golden goose?

-The goose wasn't golden.

Its eggs were.

-Is that all you got to say?

-What?

No recommendation letter?

-Be grateful you're alive and free.

[door closes]

-It worked.

-Then keep it.

-Buckle up.

This will be another first.

[engine starts]

[music]

We're all in it, and we're all in it,

and we're all in it and we close our eyes

We're all in it, and we're all in it,

and we're all in it and we close our eyes

We're all in it, and we're all in it,

and we're all in it and we close our eyes

We're all in it, and we're all in it,

and we're all in it and we close our eyes

close our eyes

We're all in it, and we're all in it,

and we're all in it and we close our eyes

We're all in it, and we're all in it,

and we're all in it and we close our eyes

close our eyes

We're all in it, and we're all in it,

and we're all in it and we close our eyes

close our eyes

We're all in it, and we close our eyes