All language subtitles for The.Mannequin.2025.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264

I've done Jayne Mansfield...

Bettie Page...

Before they made it big.

Bettie...

she was somethin' else.

At the time,
she was 35-22-35...

Chin down... Further.

What are your measurements?

-I don't know...

- For a throat-friendly
smoke that goes down smooth

with no peppery dust,
choose Bellevue--

Doctor preferred cigarette.

-How about we take a few
with the dress off?

-I beg your pardon?
-What?

You want to be a pinup girl,
don't you?

-We haven't finished
the outfits we agreed on first.

Can we take a few
in the slacks and blouse?

-Sure you need those shots?

-I'm sure.

-Suit yourself.

- Some privacy, please?

- Okie dokie.

- I'm dressed now.

Mr. Bernard?

Jack?

Jack.

Jack?

Jack!

-Chin down.

Perfect.

My family has been managing

and keeping up
the property for years.

We've preserved
its historic character

while bringing the utilities
and such up to date.

Plenty of sunlight and space
to be creative, yeah?

- Oh my God.

Can you just imagine it?

-I mean...

-I just, I can't believe nobody
has snatched this place up.

-Yeah, you're the first
to look at it.

-How did I get so lucky?

-So what got you into fashion?

-Oh, God, she and I were always
making clothes growing up.

Our grandma taught us to sew.

-So then this is
the perfect location for you.

You're right by
the Fashion District.

- You know,
I'm a writer-director myself.

Maybe we could collab sometime.

- Oh, hey.

And, uh... what about
all this furniture?

Everything comes with the unit.

Previous tenants have used it
for photo shoots.

I'm sure you'll find a way
to put it to use.

Here you go.

Your keys.

I'll be on and off the property,

but ping me anytime
for anything.

Enjoy your new workspace.

-Thank you.

I mean, what do you think?

-I think you scored, dude.

It's amazing.

-So I'm thinking tables
will go all along here.

Um, the fabric wall
on this side,

and then the clothing rack
right here.

-Cute.

Oh, and you can put Fancy Nancy
and Lady Valet over here.

- I love that idea.

Like a little display area.

-Wait, are you getting,
like, a U-Haul, or...?

-Um, yeah, for the big stuff.

-Hey, what are you
wearing tonight?

-I was thinking
that red cocktail.

-Oh, very cute.

- What about you?

What? What?

Hey, you got
the time off work, right?

-I asked. But--

-My God, Liana--
-No, no, no, relax.

I'm not going to miss my
best friend's engagement party

to pull looks
for an overpaid stylist

who is going
to shoot them down anyway.

Mm-hm.

- Mm-hm.
- Mm-hm.

-What is this?

Sophia.

Are you serious?

-Serious.

-Shut up. Really?

-Really, February Fashion Week
in Milan.

-Oh, my god!
-I'm gonna show you around.

We can have
sister bonding time.

-Okay, okay.
How much were the tickets?

-Let me pay for mine.
-Oh, my God, no, no.

Call it this
year's birthday gift...

and Christmas.

-Okay.

- Okay.
- Okay, whatever.

Chill...
Thank you. Oh.

-And hey, maybe seven months
is enough time

to get you
some time off work. Huh?

-Aw. That's optimistic.

- Oh shit.

Am I gonna need
to learn Italian?

- Dio mio.

We'll be in Italy for ten days.

-Babe. You ready?

- That's got to be
the ghost of Sinclair- -

That's got to be the ghost
of Sinclair Fletcher,

Winifred's son, who
died in the basement.

son who died in the--

Oh.

-...got to be the ghost
of Sinclair--

- Hi.

-Hi. How are ya?
-Hi. Good.

Hey, didn't we talk about this?

- Oh, I know.
I'm sorry--

-Yeah. Why can't you do this
at your place?

-The roomie's got friends
in town again.

I was--I was gonna have
all this cleaned up

by the time you got home.

Just 15 more minutes.

-We have to go in like ten.

-Okay, all right,
I promise I'm just, like,

one more take
and I'm ready to go.

I just gotta take
the shirt off.

- Come here.
- Oh.

-Do you not check yourself
before you go on camera?

- Thank you.
- Hurry up.

-Okay, promise.

Three, two, one.

To all my Sherlock homeys
out there tonight,

I am your Watson
as we investigate

one of Orange County's
most haunted buildings.

- Can I get everyone's
attention, please?

I just want to thank everyone
so much for coming

and even flying
all the way here

to celebrate me
and my beautiful new home.

Really?

- I'm just kidding.
I'm kidding.

Honestly, it really means a lot
to me that you are all here

to share our special moment.

- She's so cute.

- And to Mark.

Thank you for having loved
and supported me

the last three years,

and he's still willing
to deal with me

for the rest of our lives.

Yes!

-I love you, babe.

Cheers.

Cheers!

- My father,
he's filming the priest, right?

As the priest is trying
to finish up his prayer,

and he's got his hand
over the girl's head,

and her body is convulsing
under him, right?

I mean, you can tell
my dad's terrified.

The camera's all shaky,
and then out of nowhere,

bam!

Her eyes just "oh" shoot
into the back of her head,

and she just starts vomiting up
all this like mucus and snot.

I mean, you name it.
It is coming out of her.

And--no, it's true.

-How many times
have you heard this story?

-I've lost count.

Cheers!

-So happy for them.

-You can really see the leash
and collar on Mark's neck.

-You know he's into that.

-Actually, have you been
with a mustache that big?

Ooh, baby. All night...

-Hey, you should get Peter
to grow you one.

-The only hair he grows
is on his back.

-Well, I do love
a luscious mane of back hair.

-Is he calling you again?

-What? Who is?

-This is insane, right?
I'm just gonna quit.

-No--hey, hey, hey.

Let's put the phone down
and take a breath.

-You're supposed
to work tonight?

- Yes, but he's known
about this for months.

- Oh.
- I'm done.

-Hey, I get it. I get it. Okay?

But you've had a couple
of drinks tonight.

Why don't we just
put the phone down

and not be too hasty?

Thank you so much
for coming.

-Can I have a puff?

-Yeah. You want your own?
-No, these things kill people.

-Okay.

- Hi.

- So sorry.
I've been all over the place.

I gotta make the rounds,
you know?

-Mm-hm.

-I love this.

- It's not too much?
- No.

-It's not a red cocktail dress.

- No, it's not.

-I know it's a little early,

but we have to talk
bridesmaids' dresses soon.

I've been imagining shades
of green, pink, yellow,

blue, purple, pinkish reds.

-That's a lot of colors.

Mm-hm.

-Oh, wait!

Tell her about the new workspace
you snagged.

-Oh, my God.
It's in downtown, right?

The abandoned building?

-It's not abandoned anymore,
though.

It's totally redone.
It's a huge, creative space.

-I'm so impressed.

Business, investment...

Two leases?

Next is a mortgage.

-Nadine... that rock!

-I know it's really big.

-Girl! Show that ice off.

- Well done, Mark.

-He's such a good boy.

-Hey, you're next.

Yeah, y'all wife up.

I'll be over here
enjoying my smorgasbord.

- Mm. I like him.

-He's been looking at you
all night.

- He's single.

- People just cannot get
enough of my stories.

Nadine's aunt was really
into the exorcism bit.

Can you ask around
for her email?

I can send her some links
or something.

I'm excited for Sophia.

Which building is it again?

-Somewhere in downtown.

That sister of yours.

Damn, she's crushin' it.

Hey, we should do
a double date night

with Mark and Nadine.

That'd be fun. Yeah?

You know,
seeing them tonight...

just kind of got me thinking--
I don't know--

what it would be like
for maybe... us

to start living together.

I mean,
I'm here all the time anyways.

Yeah?

Liana?

You okay?

- I'm just not
feeling great right now.

- What's wrong?

-Us.

- You made him cry?

-So are you guys, like, done,
or is this just a break?

- I don't know.

-Well, I wouldn't have moved in
with Mark

unless I knew he was the one,
you know?

- Yeah, but maybe
after two years

you don't know for sure.

-How would you know?

You haven't even dated
since prom.

- Slinging shots?
- Don't worry, Li.

We're gonna find you a man
with a real job.

- Oh, there's
no such thing anymore.

- Yeah, and at least
he's doing something

that he loves.

Maybe this is a really good
opportunity for you--

focus on yourself
and your own goals.

-Oh, you mean, like,
be more like you?

- No, I--I--

-Look, I am perfectly happy
with my life choices.

Just back off.

- Oh, right, because
you're never not complaining

about your life choices.

-Okay, ding, ding.

Everybody in their corners.

- Bitch, you didn't say
there'd be stairs.

-Come up.
-There's no elevator?

-Watch your step here.
Okay? Come on.

Workout.

- What?
- I know.

-This is huge.

- I know.

- Come in.
- Oh, sorry.

- Oh, God.

Yeah.

- Are you kidding
with those windows?

- Yeah,.

Aah, the natural light.

- Oh, my God.
- Yeah.

It's kind of incredible.

Wait, what's back here?

Holy shit.

I thought that
was a real person.

- Oh yeah.

-Oh, she's naked.
-Oh...

- Sophia,
you better give me this.

- Oh yeah,
that'd look cute on you.

I know.

-So where'd you get this?

-Oh, God,
she was already here.

Yeah. Strong shoulders,
tight waist.

It's very 1950s.

-What are you gonna name her?

-Alice Baldwin.

- Oh.
- Mm.

Gross.

-You are too much.

So how was last night?

- Ah, I came.

- Yes, I know, I know.

So I've been having this thing
right where, like I can--

-Okay, I've got some
rebound candidates for you.

A few of the groomsmen
are single.

- So...
- Nadine.

- Oh.
- Let me breathe.

-That's a no.
-He's nice.

-Okay.

-Mm-mm. What is all this?

-I don't know.

-Oh, no.

My mama has one of these.

It was our grandma's.

- Mm.

-Hey, when did you get this?

-Oh, I don't know.

Hey, take it.

-No, no.

Clearly, she knew
that you were gonna put it

to better use, so...

-Liana?

-What?

-It's not like I've been
hiding it from you.

-I didn't say that you were.

-Hazel, we should probably
get going to the west side.

- Yeah. Bye.

-Bye. Thank you
for helping me today.

- Anytime.
- Love you.

- I love the space.

- I'm proud of you.

I'll call you about yoga.

-Yeah, yeah.

Take the doll, Liana.

-I don't want it.

-Why are you acting this way?

Do you see that you are taking
this exciting moment in my life

and you're making it
all about you?

-What the fuck?

Did you want me
to plan my breakup

around your exciting moment?
I...

You could at least pretend
to be supportive.

-Oh, I am being supportive.

Okay, it's just that any time

that I try to give you advice,
you snap at me.

-I did not ask you for advice.

-Why are you trying
to pick a fight

with every little thing
that I say?

-I'm not trying to fight.

-Yes, you are.

God. You are messy.

Maybe this breakup
is gonna be good for you.

It's gonna give you
some perspective,

because Peter
is not the only one

that needs to get
his shit together.

-Okay.

- Oh, come on,
all I ever do is try to help.

-You know,
you gotta get over yourself.

- Delete every
single picture you have

with Peter in it,
even if you look cute,

it doesn't matter.

You didn't send him
any nudes, did you?

-No.

Hey, my boss is calling.
I should really get this.

- Okay.
I promise you're better off.

-Thank you.
Good night.

- Love you.

- Hello?
- Listen, Miss 1099.

I've been calling
and emailing you all day.

We lost the Melrose client

because they never
got the samples

you were supposed to send out.

What could possibly
have been more important?

-I'm sorry,
my best friend got engaged.

I told you
about this months ago.

- Oh, well,
I see a lot of free time

in your schedule now,
you little bitch,

because you're fired,

and don't think you can just go
find another job.

Oh no, no, no, no, I'm gonna
make sure no one in LA

makes the same stupid mistake
I did hiring you.

- Ugh, I just so loved
us all being together,

and I'm so glad
I get to see you tomorrow.

Just don't be late for class,

because they really
won't let you in.

- Oh, I'm gonna be there.
- Okay.

- Bright and early.
- Good.

-Hey, maybe after we can grab
breakfast somewhere,

maybe in the Fashion District.

- Yeah, I'd love that.

It's a date.

-All right.
I'm looking forward to it.

- Yeah, me too.
I love you so much.

-Okay, bye.

Okay, see you tomorrow.

-What the fuck?

- Good morning, darling.

I'm on my way to the airport.

Um... Sophia ghosted me
this morning at yoga,

which really kind of
bums me out,

so I went by her place
and knocked on the door.

It's locked, but she's not
answering my phone calls,

so I don't know what I did

or if I said some,
I don't know, whatever.

But do you have a spare key?
Like, do you want to go by

and check on her
and see if she's okay?

Um, anyway, that's kind of it.

Okay. Love you. Bye.

Sophia?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

Wake up!

Unit 1. 5150 3rd Street.

Victim is female.

Cars in the perimeter now.

It appears to be a suicide.

...for an entire year

that we would get
the same style cake

for our anniversary
that we had at our wedding,

and then they're just suddenly
out of business.

Anyway, so I tracked down
the lady who owned it,

and she said, "You didn't save
the top tier and freeze it?

That's the tradition."

And I said, "Lady, I don't care
what the tradition is,

I'm not gonna eat
a year old piece of cake."

But then I started crying,
and then...

that apparently worked,

because she's gonna bake
a special one for us.

- Good.
Glad it worked out.

- Yeah.

-All right.

Taste test time, babe.

- Okay.

- There you go.

-Mm, yummy,
but maybe a bit more salt.

-The queen wants more salt.

You got it.

- I'm so glad
you decided to come back.

I want you to make
some good memories here.

- Thank you for keeping
and storing all of this.

Yeah, of course.

The rest of it's in the back.

-Where did the mannequin
come from?

I thought it was hers.

I can get rid of it,
if you'd like.

-It... it's fine.

We have a new lock for the gate,

and I will get you
a code for that.

-Uh, what about
security cameras?

- They've been
installed in the front

-and in the parking lot.
-Great.

I'll be on and off the property,

but ping me anytime
for anything.

-Okay.
-All right.

-Thank you.
-Yeah, of course.

- Liana. Hi.

It's been a minute or two.

Look. I have been feeling
guilty for kind of ghosting you

for the past year,

but then I found out
you were actually

out of the country
until recently.

So, I mean, anyway,

Hazel told me
that you were back,

and you guys are,

I'm sure, getting together
for a little reunion.

Lots of stuff to talk about,

but I would love
to see you sometime,

if that's--
I'm in Hollywood now.

I got my own place near
that bakery that we went to

when I got the food poisoning.

Anyway, give me a call.

This is Peter, by the way.

- Liana...

-What?

Sophia.

- Hello. Liana?

Hello. Yes. Up here.

- Hey stranger,

- Hi, so good to see you.

-I love this.

-Thank you.
It was Sophia's.

-Oh.

Wow.

You're setting it up
just like she had it?

- Trying to.

-I parked in the lot.

-I hope that's okay.
-Mm. Totally cool.

Uh, Hazel's en route.

Can I get you
anything to drink?

-No, I'm fine.

I'll just wait
till Hazel gets here.

Yeah, she'll be really excited
to see you.

-I'm so excited to see
both of you.

-I--
-Yeah, it has been a minute.

-How's Mark?

-He's great,

and he's out of town
for work right now.

-The wedding pictures looked
so beautiful.

-Yeah, yeah.

It was a really magical day.

Hm...

- Hello.

These fucking stairs.

I see Nadine is here
because I see her nice ass car.

Don't worry about me, guys.

They're not heavy at all.

- Fine.

-Hey. About damn time.

- I missed you.

-I've missed you too, Li.

-Dine!
-Haze!

-Oh, my God.
You look positively rich.

-Um, can I--
can I offer you a drink?

-Sure.
-Great.

There was a clearance sale.

Hm.

Well, what are you having?

-Rosé.
Are you still a rosé gal?

-Yeah, rosé all day.

-Rosé it is, baby.

When I was in Italy,
I kept saying rosé

instead of--

-Alice Baldwin.

-What?

-The mannequin.

The name Sophia gave her.

-Yeah, right.

Poured with love,
just for my girls.

-So you're living here?
-For now.

I--I think I mentioned it
in the email,

but I--I got accepted
to the Fashion Institute, so...

- Yeah, congratulations.
- Yeah.

Sophia would be really proud.

-Thank you. Yeah, yeah.

I thought I would just,
like, get it

back up and running
like she had it.

You know,
before semester starts.

-Well, welcome back.

It's been a while.

-Yeah. Um...

I thought that we could,
like, order food, catch up.

No. So then...

then we get to the actual
massage part,

which was fine at first,

but then he tells me
to flip over.

- Like, on your back?
- Yeah.

Like, I'm getting my tits
massaged, dude.

Anyway, moral of the story--

-Get an Italian boob massage
next time I'm in Milan.

- Yes, yes!
- Yeah. Yes!

-I don't know, it kind of sounds
like harassment to me,

but like,
did you want that to happen?

Like, did you fuck afterwards?

-Where do I begin? I--

-No. What the fuck are we even
talking about, Liana?

- Hazel.
- No, Nadine.

She is talking about traveling
to Europe to grieve

and get her boobs massaged.

So that's what
we can talk about?

We can talk about boob massages

and TV shows
and new restaurants?

-Hazel.

-We came here to talk
about Sophia because we thought,

"Oh, she's finally
able to talk about Sophia."

But I guess not.

I guess people just deal
with things differently--

-No, no.
Hazel, don't be like that.

-I'm gonna take a walk.

-You are upset.
Let's just--

let's talk about it.

-I want you to own
that you have been ignoring us

after you just vanished
to Italy,

and we never
fucking hear from you.

-I was fucking grieving.

It had nothing to do with you--

- You know, I understand
that you were handling things

in the best way
that you know how,

and no, you are not responsible
for our feelings, but--

- I'm sorry.
- She was our friend too.

-She was my sister.

-I'm sorry.
I know I just--

- Oh, God.

-But why here?

It doesn't make any sense
to me why you would want

to come back to this place.

-It doesn't have
to make sense to you.

I'm the one that needs
to be here.

-You need to be here?

-Yes. I want...

I know that you're going
to think it's fucking stupid,

but I haven't felt
her presence since--

-Okay, but it really hurts

when your maid of honor
ghosts you before your wedding.

I'm sorry
I couldn't be there for you.

-I know.

That's not what
I'm upset about.

I just wanted to hear something,
anything at all, Liana,

especially when we were there
for you.

-I

I could have handled things
differently.

-Um... we all could have
handled things differently.

- Are you sure
you don't want to stay with me?

-Feel like after today,
she needs some company.

She won't say that, but--

-All right, well,
just give me a call

if you change your mind.

You know I've got a comfy bed
with your name on it.

-I missed you.

-I missed you too.

-I'm so happy
we're all back together,

even if briefly...

-Yep... yeah.

-Well, text me
when you get home.

-Of course.
-Okay.

Okay, love you.

-Bye.

- Hazel.
Look what I found.

- Oh, I like that.

I mean, I had no idea
you could draw like this.

Like these are,
these are really good.

-Those are Sophia's.

- These drawings?

-Yeah, I might have used
some of her stuff

for my portfolio.

-To get into the program?

- Mm.

-Naughty girl.

-I was just never
as good as her.

-That is not true.

You have great style.

Don't think twice.

-Kinda just wanna finish
what she started.

-I mean, if it's what you want,

then you will.

- Hey, hold these.

- Oh.

-We gotta give Alice Baldwin
some clothes.

- Ooh, all right.

Rock on.

-Ooh. Ma'am.

Okay.

-Hmm. Looking good, Alice.

-Right?

-Oh. These ruffles.

So Sophia.

-Right?

You heard that, right?

- Mm-hm.

These old buildings.
I don't...

What?

Just--that happened
last night, too.

-The sound?

- Damn it!
- Oh, my...

- Oh, my God,
this scared the shit out of me.

-Uh, I don't know.
-That's weird.

-I don't know.

- Hazel.

Hazel.

What are you doing?

Hazel.

What are you doing?
Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

- Doctor Lee, to ICU.

Doctor Lee, to ICU.

-So you can't remember
anything she said last night

after I left?

-What do you mean?

-Like, something that explains
her frame of mind.

- Doctor Samuel, 340.
- No.

- Doctor Samuel,
please call 340.

-I've been googling--

-Can we wait just one minute
before we start diagnosing her?

-Fine.

We just can't leave her alone.

-We won't.

- I... don't know
what to say.

Um... I... don't...

know how to explain it.

I, um...

I think I was
having a bad dream.

I could hear your voice,

but it was like I was...
stuck between two places,

and then the pain got so bad
that--just, like, the blood

and I'm so sorry.

-For what?

-For what you saw.
I... It was so terrible.

-It was so terrible--
-Maybe you were sleepwalking.

Parasomnia pseudo-suicide
is apparently a real thing.

-I don't think I'm suicidal--

- I know,
but I think you are avoiding

some sort of unresolved trauma.

-Unresolved trauma?

- I am sorry, Hazel.
- I'm not suicidal.

I am terrified I'm going
to end up like her.

-Okay, no, I know.
I'm sorry.

I just want to help you.

Maybe let's just get
a good night's sleep.

-And figure out where to help--
-I don't think you're crazy...

or suicidal.

Sophia wouldn't have done
that to herself either.

-Okay. Liana, just stop.

- What are you saying?
- This is too much.

-What's too much, Nadine?

-I knew it was a bad
idea for you to stay there.

Okay.

-What are you doing?

Nadine, are you serious?

What the fuck is your problem?!

Oh, my...

Okay. You having fun there?

What the fuck are you doing?

-I say this as a friend
who loves you dearly.

You have a drinking problem.

-What are you talking about?

-You go through
three bottles a day.

-No, I don't!
We are all drinking!

- I get it. You have to grieve,

but this isn't the way
to do it--

-Fuck you. Fuck you!

I drink because
it helps me sleep.

-Well, I am cutting you off.

-You are unhinged!

I am not an alcoholic!

She is not crazy!

-Okay, okay, okay. Stop.

Who is it?

-It's the building manager.

Hello?

- Liana?

-Hi. Yeah, thank you
for calling me back.

- Of course,
I listened to your voicemail.

Security wasn't notified
of anything last night,

but I can check the cameras

and let you know
if I see anything.

-That would be great.

- Okay then,
I'll let you know.

-Okay, thank you.

- Liana,

I will help you move
Sophia's things into storage,

and you can crash here
until you find a new place.

I think that
is the best thing to do.

-Thank you
for your endless wisdom.

-All right,
I'm going to go to bed.

I love you.

-Take--take the guest bed.

I'll--I'll sleep on the couch.

-I'm fine.

-Hazel.

Can I tell you something?

-Yeah.

-I saw her...

-Huh?

-...the other night.

A sewing machine
turned on, and...

she was right there,

just... working away.

Hazel...

there's something wrong...

in that building.

- You don't think...

Sophia killed herself?

Li?

-I'm okay.

- Li?

Li?

Oh, Nadine?

No, no. No, don't!

No! Stop!

Stop!

Stop! Stop!

What's the tourniquet time?

Eighty-three minutes.

- All right.

Don't forget
to sterilize the ring.

She's probably gonna want
to keep that.

-They couldn't save
my ring finger.

They had to replace it
with my index.

-Oh, honey.

-What am I gonna tell Mark?

-You can tell him that you will
be able to use your hand again.

-You didn't lose any fingers.

-She's just trying to help.

-Shut up, Hazel.

-I didn't say anything.

-You know
who might be able to help?

Hi.

-When did you start
smoking again?

-I didn't.

-It's good to see you.

-You too.

I feel really crazy
calling you about this.

-Don't.

Did you, uh, get that
when you started staying there?

-Yeah, all three of us,

we're not really sure
what it's from.

-Liana...

If I had known
where your sister's loft was,

I would have done
everything I could

to stop you from going back.

I heard a few stories,

but it wasn't until I did
my own research that...

All right, the building
was first built in 1923.

It was first used
as a mannequin factory,

but it wasn't until the 1950s

where things
took a more nefarious turn.

Owned by the Bernard family
for the last 100 years,

it was used
as a photography studio

operated by photographer
Jack Bernard.

In 1955, catalog model

Ruth Calvert went missing.

Mister Bernard.

- The body was found
in a dumpster...

- Jack?

- ...decapitated.

1964. Mindy Jenkins.

Also went missing.

Her body was found...

...her arms severed.

- 1972, another model.

Carol Richards.

Also found dead.

Her legs severed.

Bernard became a suspect,

but was never charged
for the murders.

- Police could never
find those missing body parts,

and rumors swirled
he'd keep the body parts

to remember the crime,

his victim's beauty,
or something else.

We'll probably never know
why he did it.

But in 1999,

his crimes
finally caught up to him

when his DNA linked him
to the three murders.

His family found him
in the building.

He put a gun to his head...

...and blew his brains out.

I believe
what is happening to you

and what maybe happened
with Sophia

might be correlated
with Bernard.

-Wait, so you're saying

that a dead serial killer
is doing this to us?

-Yes. And I want
to try and help.

-Sorry.

Do you have a PhD in ghostology
or something now?

-Ignore her.
She just lost a finger.

So how can you help us?

-Yeah, I don't know yet exactly,
but you've all been marked,

so that connection
could possibly follow you.

There's no hiding from it.

So if we're gonna
break that link,

I think going back
to the building

and investigating it
would be the first step.

-I'm not going back there.

-I know how it sounds--

-It sounds like
one of your stupid videos

that I want no part in.

- Nadine.

We're obviously not safer
anywhere else.

-No way in hell I'm going back.

-It's for your protection.

Okay.

Wait here.

I'm gonna walk the perimeter,
and I'm going to clear the area.

-Here.

- So what does
the beeping mean?

-He's told me a thousand times,
but I can't remember.

- We're good to go.

- Liana.

-You know
what I need right now?

-A miracle?

-Sex.

-Mm.

-Ugh.

-Or a boob massage.

-Is Jack Bernard present?

Is Jack Bernard present?

Is Jack Bernard present?

Is Jack Bernard present?

What?

Go in the back room.

Now!

Who's coming up the stairs?

You are not welcome here.

You are not welcome here.

You have to leave!

-What happened?

- Okay. Okay.

- What are you doing?

What are you doing?!

-It's holy water.
Just--just--

-Peter!

-I need you to stay here
until I tell you.

I can do this.
I can do this.

I can do this. I can do this.
I can do this.

-Oh, my God.

Okay, okay.

Okay, come out now!

-What is going on?

-Quickly!

- What happened?

Please, just trust me.

Inside the circle.

Okay, do not cross this barrier

until I tell you
that it's safe to do so.

- Why?

-Peter, what are we doing?

-We are going to provoke

and trigger the spirits
with prayer.

-I'm not doing
anything like that.

Okay, I'm out of here.

-No, do not cross that circle!

-Why?
-Because it isn't safe!

You all have to trust me.

Ow. Fuck.

- This is not sanitary.

- Okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

Princeps gloriosissime
caelestis militiae,

sancte Michael Archangele,

defende nos in proelio adversus
principes et potestates,

adversus mundi rectores
tenebrarum harum,

contra spiritalia nequitiae,
in caelestibus....

Veni in auxilium hominum,

quos Deus ad imaginem
similitudinis suae fecit,

et a tyrannide diaboli
emit pretio magno!

Oh, thank you,
Lord Almighty God...

I ask you to loose the anointing
upon Liana, Nadine, and Hazel...

Lord, let that anointing
penetrate them right now!

Te custodem et patronum sancta
veneratur Ecclesia...

tibi tradidit Dominus
animas redemptorum

in superna felicitate locandas!

Declare yourself!

Who are you? Who are you?!

Don't hide from me...

Show yourself!

Girls, repeat after me.

I renounce!

-I renounce.

-Opening my mind...

-Opening my mind...

-To the demonic realms!

To the demonic realms...

-We!
-We...

-Lift!
-Lift...

-The!
-The...

-Curse!
-Curse.

In the name of Jesus Christ,

get out of them!

In the name of Jesus Christ...

Loosen yourself!

I command you, leave!

- What now?

- Did it work?

-We have to chop it up
and burn it.

-What?

-Shit. Okay. Okay.

Uh... here.

Follow me.

Okay, okay, back up. Back up.

What the fuck?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

There's...

There's fucking body parts
in this!

-What?!

This is some satanic shit,

and I'm out of here.

-No, no, no, no!

It's not safe to leave yet.

-Get the fuck out of my way!

-No.

Li?

-Liana?

Shit.

Liana! What the fuck!

Liana!

Oh, my God!

Oh, I can't look!

- Liana! It's me!

- Liana, no!

- Liana, stop!

-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Nadine, get some fabric!

You're okay.
You're okay. You're okay.

- Come on. Come on.
- There you go.

- Ew.

- Come on, honey.
Come on.

-Come on.

- Okay.

-Perfect.

- Careful.
Watch your step here.

So my family has been managing

and keeping up
the property for years.

We've preserved
its historic character

while bringing the utilities
and such up to date.

Plenty of sunlight and
space to be creative.

It's the perfect photo studio.

- That's why my
grandfather bought the building

back in the 30s
to use for his photo shoots.

You know,
I'm a writer-director myself,

maybe we could collab sometime.