All language subtitles for The Devils Dolls (2016) (ENGLISH)

Help me! Somebody.

Help me! Somebody,
please help me!

Help me!

Somebody...

- Help me, please!
- Jesus.

He's right behind me. Please.

You're safe. Amber,
right? Amber Ryder?

All units. All units.
This is Doyle.

10-99 on Begos Road near the
hospital. I got her. Send medical.

No, no, no, we have to get
out of here. He's gonna kill me.

Amber, listen. Everyone's
been out looking for you.

The whole area is on
lockdown and he knows it.

Someone will be by here in a minute to take
you out of here and then we'll get him.

I promise. I'm gonna get a
blanket from the trunk and...

It's okay.

Okay, Henry. Okay.

Yeah. I'll tell him,
but... Yeah, I understand

that, Lu, but you
know what he'll say.

Okay, Lieutenant.

- No.
- Matt.

- No, Darcy.
- I told him you'd say that.

Then why the hell are we
still having this conversation?

So I can follow a direct order and tell
the lieutenant I relayed his message.

Fine. Go ahead.

It's CNN this time.

- They're asking for 5 minutes, Matt.
- No.

We good?

You know, it might
be good to talk to them.

Christ, not again.

Not for you. The victims.

The families deserve to hear more
than dry line items of the case reports.

It's over, Darcy. He's dead.
If they can't accept that...

No, no, no, it's not about
accepting it. They wanna understand.

Understand?

What more is there
to understand?

He was random and vicious.

The Garrets want to understand?
The Masons, they want to understand?

Do the Thompsons really want to understand
exactly what was going through Henry's mind

as he snatched up
their girl up and whipped

her to death with the
chain off her bicycle?

Jesus, Matt. I'm not asking
you to rationalize it for them.

A lot of kids get knocked
around by their old man.

The problem is how some
of them choose to deal with it.

It's also a problem when
they choose not to deal with it.

It's late.

Hey.

Please tell me we're not still talking
about this. There's nothing new.

Yeah, well...

Must have been Henry's.

Can I help you?

You have something that
don't belong to you, Detective.

Wait, I know you, from Henry's
file. You're that Degraty woman...

DeGracie, Della DeGracie. The one who
found Henry the night his father died...

The night.

And I have to
have back that item.

Henry had a box.

Look, lady, it's been
a long day, alright.

Anything of Henry's has to
be filed with the police clerk.

You can come down to the station
tomorrow we'll see what we can do.

Mom, I'm done. Come look.

- Okay, baby. Are your shoes on?
- Yeah.

Because mine are not. I can't find
them, have you seen my brown sandals?

- Mom?
- Okay, okay, sorry.

Let me see.

Oh, so pretty.

Nice job. Okay, get ready.
Here, we gotta get going, okay?

Uh, Buddy, get down.

Sweetheart, we talked
about this when we moved in.

There's no reason for
you to be afraid of Buddy.

He would never hurt you, I promise. Okay?

- It's Daddy!
- What?

Oh, great.

There's my girl!

- I'm gonna keep you, Daddy.
- And I'm gonna keep you.

- Forever?
- Forever and ever.

- Look what I made.
- Whoa, that is beautiful.

- I know. Do you have anything for me?
- It's in the car, sweetheart.

Jesus, Matt. We've been through
this. You can't just show up here.

I needed to see her.

I saw the news.

- You got him, huh?
- I got him.

- You alright? You seem...
- I'm fine.

Of course you are.

Well, good for you.

- The shoes you were looking for...
- Thank you.

Hey, Matt.

Ethan.

Come on, I'll be
in the car, okay?

Come on, Chloe,
let's get in the car.

Take care of yourself, Matt.

There's
my favorite girls.

- Hi.
- Hey, kiddo.

What's up, Toddy? You
know I have a dolly, right?

Nope. Did not get
that information.

- So, you're helping us out today?
- Yeah, I'm making some stuff, too.

- Yeah? You better save something for me.
- Uh, guys. Still heavy.

- Alright, just take it in the back, babe.
- Let's go, squirt. Grab the door.

- You guys good?
- Yeah.

Todd keeps having nightmares.

We're still living in the
one-bedroom shithole he grew up in.

So he's not sleeping very well.

I'm sorry. What about the
interview from the other day?

We're still waiting
to hear back.

God, he's been out of
work for... six months now.

- I'm sorry.
- It's really killing him.

I don't know how
we're staying afloat.

Which by the way, thank you
for... the extra hours and stuff.

- Really appreciate it.
- Hey, don't even.

I wish, I could do more.

He's gonna find
something. Something great.

We'll see.

- I just had to get him out of the house.
- Oh, yeah.

- Congratulations on Bale, Detective.
- Thank you.

Mommy, it's cold in this.

Great, honey.

Oh, my God, these are so cool.

That's my daughter, Chloe.
She's a jewelry designer.

And I think she is having
a sale. Two dollars?

- Got a sweatshop goin', huh?
- Obviously.

- Do you have this in a set?
- I'm sorry, just the one.

That's a shame. Your father
would like one for his study.

- I can make some calls and see if I can...
- No, that's okay.

Listen, give me your name and email. I'll
let you know when we get more like that.

Okay?

- Thank you.
- Of course. There you go.

I'll take one.

Alright.

How's that look, Chloe?

Chloe-bear, you've
got a customer.

Chloe?

Baby, where did
you get those things?

Chloe?

It's okay, baby. It's okay.

What happened, seizure?

It's okay, baby, just... just
listen to Mommy's voice.

Remember, it'll go away.

Hey, Chloe, did you make these?

This is so cool.

Can I buy it from you?

Yeah?

- Bye.
- Feel better.

Chloe, you're a hit.

That was a tough one.

Hey, do you think you can go solo
for a bit? I'm gonna take her home.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Go home, baby?

Forgotten how
ugly that wall was.

You okay?

My father would
have been 72 today.

You still taking
Chloe to Disneyworld?

Happiest place on Earth.
You think you can handle it?

It was supposed to be Amy, too.

Three years ago, I said,
after I catch this guy...

we can...

Whatever.

I never...

told you this 'cause
I was too ashamed.

The day we found
Tyler Richardson's body,

Amy made me promise
to come home early.

Well, we found Tyler...

I forgot all about it.

Got home around 2 am, walked in,

Amy and Chloe are
asleep on the couch.

"Happy Birthday, Chloe
Bear" banner on the mantle.

Presents and cake...

I remember this bastard's
birthday every year.

I forgot my own daughter's.

Anyway.

Amy woke up when I walked in.

We just stared at each other.

Neither one of us said anything.

Guess that's when
we knew it was over.

God, I fucked it up.

Yeah, you did.

Here, really?

Just do it.

Wouldn't you feel more
comfortable buying this?

Hey, I've gotta
do the hard part.

Are you sure?

I'm three weeks late.

What is it, babe?

It's a lot to take in.

It's gonna be okay.

That'll be $9.94.

Son? $9.94.

Cash or charge, son?

Hey... are you alright?

- Mom, can I have my blanket?
- Of course.

I miss Daddy.

Come on, Buddy.

There you go.

What's wrong, Mommy?

Nothing, baby.

Hey, do you know who became a
professional jewelry designer today?

You did.

When you sell something,
that makes you a professional.

I'm so proud of you. You know, Aunt
Becca says she's gonna wear hers every day.

You know, maybe you and I
should be business partners.

Can I be the boss?

Yes,
you can be the boss.

And guess what?

I have a present for you.

Guess who bought the very last
Chloe William's original today?

I wanna wear it.

Not while you are sleeping,
baby. It's dangerous. Sorry.

I have an idea.
Give me your wrist.

Mm-hmm.

I love you, baby.

- I love you.
- Sweet dreams.

Hey, over here.

You gonna tell me why we're suddenly
on top of the batting order again?

- This isn't our case, Darce.
- Just watch.

The kid's name is Conner Heffler.
And the clerk's Tommy Logan.

Kid goes off camera for a second to
get a pregnancy test for his girlfriend

- who is waiting in the car.
- And where's she at now?

I had a uniform take
her back to the station.

Kid goes to pay...

Why, he tweaking?

Running a tox screen now. Girlfriend
came up clean. Same as the car.

Swears Heffler was, too.

Jesus.

Fuck.

You gonna tell me what
this has to do with me?

Just look.

Comes the storeowner.

That's... this has
to do with you.

How the hell did
that kid do that?

Henry's calling card wasn't public
record. It was redacted from all reports,

all photos specifically so some nut
job doesn't go out and play copycat.

Where there's a will...

What, is he, just
some highly resourceful

psycho kid lookin' to
go out in the spotlight?

- Probably.
- Bullshit.

You don't believe that. If you did,
you wouldn't be here. You'd be off...

doing whatever it
is you do these days

'cause I've stopped
trying to figure it out.

- What the hell do you want from me?
- I want you to say it.

Tell me the first thing
that came into your

mind when you saw
what that kid drew in there.

Come on, Matt. The brutality of that
attack, the rage. That and the mark.

You're really gonna tell me that's just
some half-ass interpretation of Henry's MO?

Why are you still standing here?

Because it was perfect.

What was that?

- She's not in here!
- I'm gonna check the other room.

Chloe? God.

- I can't find her.
- She's not in this room either.

Chloe!

God, where is she?

Oh, my God.

Where is Chloe?

- Chloe.
- Hey, hey, Amy, Amy, Amy.

Oh, my God.

Chloe?

Are you in here?

- Chloe?
- Honey?

Chloe!

Oh, my God. I'm
calling an ambulance.

- What have we got?
- Juvenile female, eight years old

hypertensive, unresponsive.
Respiration erratic. She's an epileptic.

Then?

Mother reports a regular course of
Topamax. 150 milligrams. Last dose 7 p.m.

Area 1 is open.

Oh, wait. You guys can't go
in. She's in really good hands.

I promise to let you know something
as soon as I possibly can, alright?

Why don't you come over here?
There is room to wait. Okay?

We'll be fine. That's okay.

Ms. Bayer? Trisha?

I'm Detective Williams.

Matt.

Believe me, we wanna find out why
this happened as bad as you, so...

is it okay if I ask you
a couple of questions?

You and Conner aren't from
here. Why were you in town?

School's out.

Driving home to
Florida, Pensacola.

Stopped on our way through.

- School is where?
- Iowa.

Hawkeyes?

- You and Connor ever take any drugs?
- No. Conner never...

and I'm pregnant.

I mean, I think I am.

That's why Conner...
he went into the store.

It's okay. Have some water.

How did Conner
know the store clerk?

He didn't.

Trisha...

the way he attacked that man
there had to be something personal.

No. Never. We've never
even been here before.

Have you ever heard the
name Henry Leonard Bale?

The serial killer?

Is it possible Conner
would had contact with him?

What? No!

Of course, not. Never.

Maybe followed the case?
Took a special interest?

No.

Not at all.

Why?

Have you ever seen
this symbol before?

What is that?

What is that?

Oh, my God.

This officer is gonna take
really good care of you.

You didn't have to
show her the picture.

- Nope.
- You just wanted to see her reaction.

- Yeah.
- She doesn't know shit.

Nope.

Where is she?

They sedated her.

I don't understand. The dog?

I wanna see her.

She's in there.

I should leave.

- Ethan.
- No, he's her father.

And you're my
fiancee. Stay with me.

Hello, Detective.

I'm Dr. Wells.

- What is this?
- We don't know yet.

She's an eight-year-old
girl for Christ's sakes.

Did you hear what she did?

- I can't explain that.
- What can you explain?

The blood we took shows extremely
elevated stress hormone levels

consistent with an
epileptic seizure.

She's had seizures
before. Nothing like this.

The nature of seizures is unpredictable,
Detective. Especially in children.

Now, you said she had another
intense episode earlier today?

- Yeah.
- What?

It was over in a minute. Like
always. I handled it. She was fine.

You wanna talk about
how many times I've handle

this on my own in the
last couple of years?

Hey. Nobody did anything wrong.

What's important is that
we're taking care of her now.

What's next?

Well, the standard protocols
have failed to lower her pulse

or her blood pressure as much
as I'd like to see. But she'll level out.

The best thing is to keep her
sedated and let her get a rest.

Thank you, doctor.

Ethan.

I can't bring her back
to the house like that.

- No, no, I'll take care of it.
- I'm so sorry.

No, no, I'll be back
as soon as I can.

It's okay.

It's okay, baby.

Daddy's here.

Hey.

It's gonna go great.

They wouldn't have called
you again if they didn't want you.

I'll believe that when
they offer me the job.

And then we'll have
a celebration dinner.

Hopefully.

It's a good luck charm.

Chloe would want
you to have that.

How is she doin'?

She's fine. She's a tough kid.

I'm gonna go up there later
and bring them some food.

Oh, shit.

It's Thursday.

I gotta pay Big Al.

- Like we can afford this.
- Hey.

Everything's gonna be okay.

We'll get through this.

- Hey, Bec.
- Hey.

She's asleep right now.
Actually, they both are.

No. That's fine. Don't wake her.

I just wanna come by later on today
maybe if you could give me the room number?

She's in Room 101.
Come by whenever you can.

Hey, baby, did you check
on Big Al? Oh, my God.

Todd, are you okay?
What happened?

Todd...

All you do is just take.

What? Todd, I'm gonna
call you an ambulance.

Becca, you still there?

There's nothing left.

I am nothing!

Come on, come on, come on.

Becca? Todd?

Todd, Becca.

Matt! I'm in the bathroom.

There's something wrong
with Todd! He's trying to kill me!

I'm walking towards you.

Okay.

Matt.

It's okay. Where's Todd?

I don't know. I don't know
where the fuck he went.

- No!
- No!

God. No! No!
No. Hold on. Hold on.

Shit.

Todd, buddy, put
down the shears.

Don't do it.

It's okay.

Jesus.

What is it?

- Look.
- It does look like the ones Henry had.

Jesus. Chloe.

I need full medical backup. 79/12 Eagle
Crest Drive. I need immediate support.

- When do the new tests come back?
- A few more hours.

- Matt, where did you go?
- Emergency at work. How is she?

- She's not stabilizing like I hoped.
- Doc, is it possible for skin to contact

a drug or toxin to cause
what happened to Chloe?

A drug? Matt, what...

- Doc, is it possible?
- Yes.

Amy, Chloe took something
from the back of my car.

It was a wooden box
filled with figurines.

She might have thought
they were jewelry charms.

- But...
- Amy, charms? Did Chloe have one?

Yeah. She made a necklace, a
bracelet. We turned it into a bracelet. So?

EMTs would've removed and
bagged any items on her person.

I'm on it. I'll meet
you at the car.

Matt, what is going on?
What... the charms? And you...

I think they're laced and
if Chloe handled them...

But nothing came up
in the routine tox screen.

But this severe asthmatic affect it
would have been pretty nasty stuff.

- Way out of the ordinary.
- Can you treat it?

If we knew what we were treating.
Otherwise we're just shooting in the dark.

Okay, I'll find it.

I'm gonna need you
to stay by the phone.

Okay.

Wait. I have to tell Becca. Chloe
gave her one of those things.

What is it?

- Did you tell her about Becca?
- I told her enough.

Becca was Amy's best friend.

- I'm sorry.
- What about you? You got anything?

Yeah. The EMT that brought
Chloe in. It's his day off.

His boss is gonna
try to track him down.

Henry was in and out of backwoods
psych clinics his whole life.

He could have loaded up on
all kinds of psychotropic shit.

Yeah, but... I mean, what, are we
gonna call every one of those places

and ask for inventory
records over the last 20 years?

- How many of them are even still around?
- You got a better idea?

Yeah, I think there's
someone we need to talk to.

Jesus! Look at this place.

Well, she wanted that box
so she must know something about it.

Which is one more
thing than we do.

- Hello?
- I was wondering when you'd come.

Miss DeGracie,
we need your help.

Yes, you do.

Come. Sit.

That night at the old hospital.

You asked about this.

They're poisoned.

Yeah. I... I know.

With what?

Nothing you'll find
here or anywhere else.

Look, my daughter is very sick.

Alright? So, I need your help.

You said the dolls,
they're poisoned?

I had the feeling you'd be
more comfortable with that...

than if I said they're cursed.

Oh, Detective, you came to me.

And I can help you, but
only if you really hear me.

You've seen this?

- Henry drew this?
- No.

This was drawn a little
bit before Henry's time.

Have you ever
heard of a worry doll?

Sure, they're like
children's toys.

No. Not all of them.

The night I found Henry Bale...

I looked into his eyes.

He was a broken boy.

Innocence gone.

I could see the darkness
already growing in him. So...

I gave him... the worry dolls.

The last of the original worry dolls
and I explained to him their power.

Power? Come on. I knew
this was a waste of time.

Detective, your daughter
must be in great pain.

What are you doing?

So young. She must be terrified.

And you can't help her.

Help me, Daddy.

It's a paralytic.

Just one drop.

Yes.

My grandparents...

lived in a very small village

of Huehue in the... deep in
the mountains of Guatemala.

Their medicine woman was named
Delate, my great-grandmother.

One summer, the
women started getting sick.

Many died.

The children were terrified...

including Delate's own daughter.

Delate could not
stand to see this.

She believed that every child

should know only innocence.

And so she fashioned...

Muñecas quitapenas.

Worry dolls...

from a wood...

of a very rare tree.

Delate didn't just make
dolls that simply calmed fear...

they removed it.

When worries
are told to the dolls

they must be placed in the box.

The dolls...

they... they take

worries out overnight.

But Henry never slept.

I shot him. Killed him.

He knew we were
coming down on him.

He was expecting to die.

Oh, my God. Henry was
trying to purge his soul.

And the worry and fear...

carried by Henry Bale...

a man who had only
known pain and hate...

remains in those dolls.

Expressing through anyone
unfortunate enough to have one.

So you're saying these people
are experiencing Henry's fears?

- Seeing into his mind?
- No. The fears were their own.

The every day burdens
that we live with but amplified

to a level unbearable
by most people.

This became their reality.

- Dogs.
- What?

Chloe's afraid of dogs.

The only way to save her

is to get the dolls and quickly.

But she doesn't even
have the dolls anymore.

That doesn't matter.
She's a pure innocent.

Never had to deal
with the fears of life.

Ironic, people...

who have suffered the most...

have the strongest resistance.

Your daughter is
just gonna get worse.

She'll die.

In the meantime, you gather

all the dolls and the box...

and bring them here to me
along with your daughter.

That is the only way.

How much time do I have?

Until dawn.

Amy, do have any idea
where those dolls might be?

- No, I don't.
- Just think. I need to find the dolls.

Do you know what's
happening with Chloe or not?

They're special. They belonged
to Henry Bale. Somehow...

Henry Bale? Are you kidding me?

You're supposed to be helping
our daughter and instead you're back

- on your Henry Bale obsession?
- Wait, wait, Amy. Just... just hold on.

Becca didn't die in an
accident. Todd killed her.

- What?
- Todd.

He slashed her throat
with trimming shears

and he was wearing one of those dolls when
he did it. That homicide at the mini-mart?

He was also wearing
one of those dolls.

I know how this sounds
but I need to find those dolls.

This could be Chloe's last chance.
Somehow it left something in her.

And if I don't find them all the doctors,
they're not gonna be able to do any good.

So hate me, just help me.

Okay.

Oh, my God. Help! Help!

That was fast. Did you get it?

Helps to have an evidence clerk who's asked
me to drinks every week. What do we got?

This is it. It's the
only one after Trisha.

If we find this one,
the only one left was

the one Chloe had on
her. Any word on the EMT?

No. Just an e-mail address?
Didn't Amy remember anything else?

She said she was with an
elder woman in a wheelchair.

Let's go.

That e-mail comes back
to a Brittany Hayden.

There are four Brittany
Haydens in the county.

I cross-checked
hospitals for the wheelchair

bound family
members, but no luck.

But my friend Savannah
works in the city zoning office.

Yeah. Address?

Right. In the past ten years, only one
household with the resident named Hayden

had a zoning permit issued
for a wheelchair ramp.

Sweetheart, is your
father home yet?

That's too much water.

- Clark Street. Says it's a mile up ahead.
- What time is it?

- Midnight.
- Shit.

Hey, we'll be
fine. There's time.

Sweetheart, well, what's wrong?

I can't see it. Dammit,
can you see anything?

- No.
- Dammit.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

It's okay. Hey, hey, look at me.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Alright? We're gonna get
you to a hospital, okay?

She's in there. Thanks, guys.

Still no word from Chloe's EMT.

She's all I got left.

Hey, we will find
the doll. Alright?

Chloe's gonna be fine.

Williams.

- Where's the EMT?
- I don't know.

- Is that it?
- Yeah.

I didn't touch anything
just like you said.

That's not it. Ames, are
you sure you don't know...

I don't. I don't know where
doll is. If I knew I would tell you.

If he doesn't
have it, I don't know.

Sorry to interrupt.
You said it was a doll?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, I remember that thing.

- I bagged it. I gave it to her father.
- Her father?

Ethan. Where's Ethan now?

He went to clean up the
mess and get Chloe's blanket.

He's at the house? Now?

Hello?

Anyone home?

The door was open.

Ethan?

Ethan?

It's Darcy.

Matt's partner.

Ethan?

Darcy? Ethan?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa. Let her go, Ethan.

You have any idea
how much I love her?

But it will still not be enough.

Ethan. Please.

You have caused
them so much pain.

- Drop the glass.
- And still...

I will not have
her like you had.

Why, Amy? Huh?

What do I... what do
I need to do? Huh?

He thinks I'm Amy, Matt.

Ethan... please, you
are making a mistake.

Ethan, listen to me.

This isn't real. It's not Amy.

- You need to fight this.
- No. I'm on to you.

- I'm on to you.
- Ethan, Amy loves you.

Chloe loves you. You've
always been a better father.

Amy...

tell him.

Ethan, it's true.

Sweetheart, I love
you. I love you so much.

Please, please, sweetheart.
You're hurting me.

Please, let me go.

That's it. That's it.

I love you, Ethan.

Don't doubt that.

Never, never, ever worry.

I love you.

Let her go.

No!

No, no, no! No!

Oh, my God. What happened?

What the hell are you doing?

Matt!

You gotta trust
me. Just trust me.

Where are you going?

Matt!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey.

- Matt!
- Jesus.

Call Security!

It's okay, baby.
It's gonna be okay.

Hang on, baby. Hang on.

It's okay, sweetheart.

Hang with me.

Don't you die on
me. Stay with me.

Come on, now.
Come on, sweetheart.

Come.

Put her here.

You need to stop this. Now.

I'm finishing up the quemara.

- Did you get them all?
- Yeah.

They're all there.

Look, it's almost dawn.

You're in time.

You've got blood on your hands.

Here.

Thank you.

What's next?

Why?

Because, you would
never let your daughter die.

I must make that
decision for you.

You were never going
to destroy the dolls?

All that's happened
since Henry's death,

what these dolls have caused.

The bloodshed, the madness...

your own heartbreak...

it is my fault.

It will haunt me the rest of
my life, burden my every day.

You wanna use
them for yourself...

- to cleanse your own soul.
- No.

Destroying the dolls
was my intention.

But as I saw their full power...

think of it.

Henry was the extreme.

His innocence lost before
the dolls could help him.

But there are countless
innocent children suffering.

The dolls can help them.

My daughter will die.

Yes.

Yes, so that others can live.

I know how you feel.
And I am truly sorry.

We all have our cross to bear.

It's almost dawn.

Be comforted. She'll
be at peace soon.

No. No!

No!

It's okay, baby. Okay, baby.

Daddy's here now. Daddy's here.

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

Chloe.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, come on, baby.

I wanna keep you, Daddy.

And I wanna keep you, baby.

Forever?

Forever and ever.

Come here. Let's go.

Okay, here you go, sweetie.