All language subtitles for GW Clairvoyance 2016

The electromagnetic energy is off the
charts.

I know there's an apparition here
somewhere.

She killed me.

I loved her and she killed me. Who
killed you?

When did this happen?

I killed you?

You killed me when you broke my heart,
you cheating bitch.

You killed us both.

What would make your two souls at peace?

I gave up everything for you.

My job, my friends, my family.

Everything. I had a husband and a child.
I can't turn my back on them and reveal

to the world that I'm just some kind of
sexual deviant. It's forbidden.

Forbidden? What a joke.

There are lesbians in America like there
will always be lesbians. Don't listen

to any of that bullshit that President
Reagan talks about on TV.

And don't look into it with wife. People
have always smoked pot and always will.

You're such a rebel, aren't you?

That's what always attracted me to you.

You do whatever you want with no concern
for the consequences.

And I fell in love with you.

And I lost everything, including my
life.

And your perfect little white bread life
was so much more important than mine.

With your perfect house, your perfect
little family, and your big time lawyer

husband. Who had no idea that you were
running around cheating behind a thock

with a punk rock piece of shit like me.

Well, if I die inside, we both die.

You're such a psychopath.

And it makes me so wet.

I hate you.

You ruined everything.

Stop haunting me. Just leave me alone.

Never.

Stop! Stop! Where are you going?

Wait! Oh!

Fuck! Fuck!

Oh my god.

Shit.

At least I got this on camera.

There's no one on the camera.

I'm ever going to believe me.

Not my friends.

Not my family.

Not even my stupid camera.

If I could just get some proof.

Creep?

I wonder if that Dahlia girl was just
some practical joke too.

It's not like anyone's gonna come across
the country just to see me.

I should have known the joke was on me
when she said I was special.

Special Ed, more like it.

When am I gonna stop being the butt of
everyone's jokes?

No way.

Hi, I'm Dahlia.

Leakbook online?

May I come in?

Sorry, sure, yeah, come on in.

Can I get you anything to drink?

Coffee, water, maybe tea?

Tea? No thanks.

That's very sweet, though.

I mean, you flew all the way across the
country just to see me.

I did.

Can I ask why?

Because it says in your blog that you
can see the spirits of the deceased.

Is it true?

Is it true, Samantha?

What? So you came all this way just...
Just because I'm some freak, right?

Or crazy?

No one's ever believed me.

Why should you?

Oh, I believe you, Samantha.

I believe that you have a very special
and rare gift.

One that affects maybe one in a million.

Maybe one in a hundred million.

I had to fly here to see it for myself.

See what for yourself?

The ghosts?

Can you see them too?

Oh my gosh, please.

Please tell me you can see them too.
Please tell me I'm not the only one.

No.

Like I told you before, you have a very
rare and special gift. One that I wish I

had. Yeah, right.

You wish you were a freak like me?

You wish that growing up all the kids
made fun of you?

That no one, not even your family,
believed you? That they all thought you

crazy?

You wish that you had to pretend to be
normal just so you don't get locked in a

mental hospital?

Maybe you should wish for something
else.

You know what I wish for?

I wish I was normal and pretty, like
you.

I wish I got half the attention I'm sure
you get just walking down the street,

getting asked on dates, having people
hold the door open for you.

That's all I've ever wanted, to be
normal.

Is that what you see?

A pretty blonde?

A normal girl?

Well, look at me, Samantha.

Look closer.

I don't see anything strange about you.

Maybe not from the outside.

Samantha, do you know what Wicca is?

Wicca? Isn't that like...

Devil worship or witchcraft?

Hardly. To the ignorant or indoctrined,
maybe.

Wicca is the old way.

Before Christ.

Before the church.

Before the concept of sin made us fear
ourselves and fear others.

Wicca is the celebration of the moon and
the cycles that it has on the earth.

We celebrate and revere the moon
goddess.

And the horned god.

Really?

That's really interesting, but what does
that have to do with me or with ghosts?

Before I answer your question, I'm going
to tell you a story.

I have practiced Wicca since I was a
girl. My mother practiced it, and her

mother before her.

A friend of my mother's had a daughter.

She was very close to my age, only a few
years older.

From a very young age, we became friends
and were inseparable.

We could spend a whole day together from
dusk to dawn and never tire of each

other's company.

Over time, we became connected, like two
halves of a whole.

Her name was Charlotte. As the years
went by, our friendship blossomed into

something more.

We became lovers, soulmates.

As we grew older, our love grew, as did
our understanding of the practice of

Wicca, as we repeated the ancient
ceremonies and spells.

We began to learn their power, the power
that the moon has over the earth as it

tugs on the ocean, a constant, ancient
power.

We learned about the power of sound.
Sound can lift objects and shatter them.

Sound can bring harmony or discord.
Words are sound, and therefore words

power. The power a word has when
released into the world is a spell.

Me and Charlotte learned to make the
sound of ancient words.

Powerful words. My mother always taught
me to stay on the right -hand path.

To use magic only for good. And
Charlotte's mother taught her the same.

As the years went by, our knowledge and
ability grew.

We began to understand and have
influence over the cycles of nature.

However far I progressed, Charlotte was
always ahead of me. Her intellect and

capacity were breathtaking.

As time progressed, she began to
experiment.

With the left -hand path, the dark art
sells with malevolent intent.

Charlotte became obsessed with the dark
art. She followed the work of the

British occultist Aleister Crowley and
tried to recreate his demonic

She began to think that she could
commune with the dead to gain their

She told me that she wouldn't allow
death to separate us, and I allowed her

perform a ritual where we would be
bonded by blood and our souls

That way, if one of us ever dies, they
could commune with the other.

This is the binding spell.

Can you trust me?

I trust you.

I take your hand in mine, and with this
string

I will entwine.

With this binding spell, we will never
be apart, no matter

what. No matter who dies, we will always
be with each other and

be able to communicate with each other
forever.

And whoever goes to the Summerlands
first, we will always

to be able to talk to each other.

Nothing can stop us.

Nothing can break this bond.

Only yours, all of you.

In life, and in death.

Every kiss is like the first and last.

Okay.

help me

Now there's nothing in between.

Yeah.

me come so fast.

My body's shaking up there.

My whole body.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Because it says in your blog that you
can see the spirits of the deceased?

What, so you came all this way just
because I'm some freak, right?

Or crazy?

No one's ever believed me.

I loved her and she killed me. Who
killed you?

When did this happen? As the years went
by, our friendship blossomed into

something more.

We became lovers.

She began to experiment with the left
-hand path, the dark art.

This is the binding spell.

Do you trust me?

I trust you.

Wow. I love that story.

It's so romantic.

I wish I had a soulmate who wouldn't
even let death get in the way of us

together. So beautiful.

It's not just a story.

It's true.

Every word of it.

It's not that I don't believe you.

It's just that... It's just that magic
isn't real.

And that's what you were taught, right?

And that's what you believe, right?

Neither are ghosts, though, right?

That's different. I can see those.

I can see them with my own eyes, even if
nobody else can.

So, what you're saying is that if you
can see it with your own eyes, you'll

believe it.

Very well.

I noticed that you were limping when you
answered the door.

I hurt myself. I fell in the woods last
night. I'm okay.

Show me where you fell.

It's not that bad. I just bruise easy.

The right hand path always teaches us to
use magic to make the world a better

place. To aid in protection, fertility.

and healing.

Holy shit! How did you do

that?

Magic.

Except for the ghosts.

Oh my god.

Are you okay?

You look like you're getting sick or
something.

Is something wrong?

I'll be okay.

Something cannot come from nothing.

The power of magic is never free.

There's always a cost.

You mean healing me made you sick?

Not sick.

Just weak.

I just need a few hours to recover.

I just need to rest.

That was a small spell, so it had a
small price.

Larger spells exact a higher price.

Really? Is that what happened to
Charlotte?

Your soulmate?

Unfortunately, yes.

She began to experiment with powerful
magic. She would use it to commune with

the dead Wiccans.

And she would gain their secrets.

After years of trying, she finally
communed with Aleister Crowley, the Dark

Lord. He taught her his black sex magic
from beyond the grave.

What he didn't teach her was that she
would have to pay the ultimate price.

She died in the middle of a black magic
ritual.

I tried to bring her back.

and heal her, but it was beyond my
power, and I just

couldn't do it.

It's so horrible.

I'm so, so sorry.

Yes, it was horrible.

It was the most horrible thing that's
ever happened in my life.

Did it work, the blood pact?

I was able to talk to her, commune with
her.

No, no, it didn't work.

I haven't felt her presence or heard her
voice since she died.

I'm so sorry.

Wiccans believe that after death,
people's souls go to the astral plane,

or Summerland.

When they have rested and are ready for
another life, they will reincarnate.

True Wiccans always reincarnate as other
Wiccans when they are ready for their

next life.

If Charlotte was in the Summerland,

I should be able to commune with her
spirit, but not all souls go straight to

the Summerland. Some souls that are
still bound to this world remain in our

world to wander for a time, until what
binds them to this world finally

them.

Those are the ghosts that you see with
your gift.

I don't understand.

You have a gift, a sixth sense, if you
will, to see poor, tormented souls.

Where my magic fails...

Your gift can see.

I understand.

So, you want me to find Charlotte for
you?

And reunite you with your one true love?

Exactly.

Well, how are we going to do that? I
don't see her anywhere.

I don't even know what she looks like.

She'll be in the same place that we made
the blood pact.

Where's that?

In Utah.

Deep in the desert.

Where the energy lines of the earth
converge.

How are we going to get to Utah?

We fly.

By magic?

No, by coach.

I have some frequent flyer miles, so we
can use those.

Let's go.

Whoa! You don't look like you're fit to
travel anywhere. Are you okay?

Maybe we should just stay overnight
and... Weak the magic off? We can go to

in the morning.

No, I'm okay.

Charlotte's waited long enough.

She needs me.

Is there anything we can do to speed up
the recovery process?

Is it a special herb or tea or another
spell?

Well, there is one thing.

What is it?

Whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa. I wasn't expecting that. I thought
Charlotte was your

soulmate. I mean, I'm not complaining.

I'm definitely not complaining. I'm just
surprised.

Monogamy is a Christian virtue.

We can know the power of sex. The power
that it has to heal.

The mind and the body.

One

thing.

Can we go to your bed?

Having sex on a table is so
uncomfortable.

I can't even breathe.

I wanted this from the moment I walked
in that door.

So cute.

It's okay.

I've never done anything like this with
a pretty girl before.

Well, you can start now.

Thank you.

You're delicious.

Amazing.

So beautiful.

I feel

better.

But I still feel so weak from that
spell.

Maybe we should make each other come
more times.

I know I'm right.

Oh.

You're the prettiest girl I've ever been
with.

I can't believe I just had sex with you.

We'll just wait.

If we can bring Charlotte back, she's
gonna need a lot of sexual yelling.

Du Lovias Disgracia Sic Cure.

Holy shit, how did you do that?

If Charlotte was in the Summerland, I
should be able to commune with her

So, you want me to find Charlotte for
you?

Is there anything we can do to speed up
the recovery process?

Well, there is one thing.

There were natural energy lines
crisscrossing the Earth.

These lines crossed from the pyramids of
Egypt, the Easter Island, the Angkor

Wat, all the way to the pyramids of
Peru.

The ancients had harnessed and amplified
this power.

Unfortunately, this knowledge has been
lost to us.

But the Wiccans have kept maps.

Wow, that's fascinating.

Where did you learn about all this?

For my mother, and her mother before
her.

This place has changed.

It's still just as powerful as when we
did the blood pact, though.

Charlotte's spirit is bound to this
place.

If she's anywhere, she's here.

I have my spell book.

It was Charlotte's.

It contains incantations of some very
powerful spells.

Samantha, listen to me. Do not go
outside the circle.

Do you hear me, Samantha? If you go
outside the circle, my magic cannot

you. I stay inside the magic circle
while we bring your dead girlfriend back

life. And if I leave the circle, Shit
could get weird.

Copy that.

I cannot bring Charlotte back.

She's gone forever.

All I can do is release her from
wandering this world.

Really? You can do that?

It's powerful magic, but it comes at a
heavy price.

A price that I have to pay.

You would have done it for me.

Elementum.

Recalligo.

Helix.

I fear.

I fear.

Are you sure?

Pale skin.

Blonde hair.

Big blue eyes.

Celtic tattoo on her back.

Very, very beautiful.

I exist.

Charlotte.

Dahlia.

It was horrible, Dahlia.

She's been helping me.

She can help us.

Three lines.

Three bodies intertwined.

It isn't a coincidence.

Mm -hmm

Mmm.

watching. But baby, baby, I have to go.

You know you want to. Baby, I have to
go.

Come on, let's go.

Baby, I can't. I'm late for work. I
gotta go. I'm so sorry. I'm running so

baby. I'm so sorry. Please, let's go.

Hmm. What is this?

Girls' way? Some porn?

Hmm. These girls are cute.

They all have

big boobs.

Every single one of them.

Why is she watching big boob porn?

What's she doing with me?

I can't believe this.

She likes big tits.

Hello? Hey, how's it going? It's Elsa.

Hey, Elsa. How are you?

I'm great. How are you?

I'm good.

What's going on?

So, I need you to help me with
something.

Absolutely, Elsa.

What can I help you with?

I want you to sit over here.

All right.

Sit down.

So you still want to do this?

Yes. Yes, of course. I got you. Thank
you so much. I really appreciate it. You

are so welcome.

I would do it. Of course I would do it
for you. Well, take this sweater off.

It's a little cold.

That's why I kept it on.

Well, she should be home any minute.

Okay. Yeah. Well, no, I remember her.
She's pretty hot, so I'm excited.

We have company?

Yeah, this is Darcy.

Well, hello.

Hello there.

Hi. Hi.

It's been a while.

Yeah. Nice to see you. I didn't know we
were going to have friends.

Yeah, well, I saw your porn on your
computer and I thought I would invite

over because they're a big tit.

Well, that's so sweet of you, honey,
but...

I love your tits.

It's okay. Come on. You know you want
to, and I want to be the best girlfriend

ever.

But I don't want to do that to you,
baby. It's okay.

Come on.

You know you want to suck on them and
play with them.

Well, you know, I can't lie.

Just touch them. Come on.

Are you sure? Touch them. I promise.

I'm soft.

They are.

You did this for me?

Yes. Just for you.

You are the best girlfriend ever.

Squeeze your

teeth.

They're so big and soft.

I have to. I feel like it's my birthday.

Happy unbirthday.

I

can,

like, see them and take them out and
stuff.

Like them.

Really? Suck on them?

You gonna let me do that?

Such nice tattoos.

Pick them up for you.

Yeah.

I'll never forget about you.

I gotta take this one out too.