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Your will, your sanctification, that you keep away from sexual immorality.

Each of you knows how to control his own body in holiness and honor, not with

lustful passions like the Gentiles who don't know God.

This means we must not transgress against or take advantage of a brother or sister

in this manner, because the Lord is an avenger of all these offenses.

But we know what commandments we must...

I didn't know who was to call.

You did the right thing.

Have you told anyone about this?

No, but I fear we're too late.

Jesus Christ!

Clean up what you can, Dr. Sutter.

And burn the rest.

Darling.

Adelaide?

I'll show you around.

Previous vicar was the house sitter before us,

but it's been unoccupied nearly three years now.

As you see, it needs some attention.

A woman's touch is all it needs.

I'm so glad you agreed to join me here.

Well, of course.

We are married, Linus.

There is electricity.

But it's prone to fail.

The housekeeper has quite the green fingers.

Much of the house has been closed off to us.

I think it's better that way.

Make a home only in the rooms we can keep warm.

We'll make it a home in every room.

How's the church?

It's had no congregation since Reverend Hall and his wife moved out of the country.

I rather fear things have lapsed in their absence.

Bishop Malachi has entrusted me to bring the community back.

Could be quite the task.

Linus, you worry too much.

This placement will be a success.

I, er...

I've asked them to put some toys in her room.

I hope she will be happy here.

She will be.

This house is wonderful, and we will support you in every way we can.

Thank you.

Father, we've come to see you.

We've come to share a meal in your honour.

Thank you for bringing us together as a family.

And thank you for this food.

Bless it in our hearts, Lord.

Guide our mealtime conversations and steer our hearts to your presence.

In Jesus Christ's name.

Amen.

Ahem.

Ahem.

Ahem.

It was very rude to start eating Adelaide before I finished Grace.

You need to wait until I've said the word Amen.

Sorry.

It's alright.

You learn to know.

Mummy?

Mm?

Will you tuck me in as tight as her?

She's blind, Mummy.

What game was it?

They weren't playing a game.

Veronica is making her better.

And who are these strange fellows?

The ones in the brown hoods?

I don't know.

She won't tell me.

She says it's private.

Well, maybe she'll tell you in the morning.

Linus?

Harriet?

Would you?

I thought to begin with...

there were too many things.

You were travelling, I heard, Addy, and I thought...

I just thought it was a matter of... time.

We're married.

We should share a bed.

Julie,

it's God's will that...

we should be man and wife.

It's me, isn't it?

No, it's not.

I...

I need... I just need time.

For this is the will of God, your sanctification.

That you abstain from sexual immorality.

That each of you know how to possess his own vessel... in sanctification and honour.

Not in lustful passion.

Linus?

Linus?

Linus?

Probably mice.

Or rats.

No more than that.

Are you talking about the voices?

What did you hear?

Nothing.

Adelaide, what did you hear?

It was nothing.

I saw that in my room.

Adelaide, where are you?

Brendan.

Betsy, can I see that?

Ahem.

The Bethesda...

Is it any wonder the congregation is so small

when superstition like that's taken hold?

I don't want to see that again, Betsy.

Why don't...

you two go into town this afternoon?

Hmm?

I believe they're showing that Disney film.

Frank will drive you.

I like your pendant.

Earlier this year, the land forces of the Wehrmacht marched across the border into

Austria, violating the Treaty of Versailles and demonstrating

once again Hitler's oppressive territorial ambitions.

Once there, they received a rapturous welcome and cheering from the people of

Austria, increasing the power of the German right.

Eyes now turned to the Sudetenland in Czechoslovakia.

Where will Hitler's lust for power and land end?

Yes, I do.

Help the war effort.

We fight fascists over there.

So you can stay safe here.

Help the war effort.

Thank you.

Trust you enjoyed the film, ma'am?

We did, Frank.

Ready to leave?

There must be some spare iron around the house.

So much of it isn't even in use.

Good morning.

Why does God allow evil to exist?

Why does he allow war?

There are times, there are times when we feel his absence.

But, Jesus tells us, he warns us.

That's much better.

He warns us against taking an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

Because violence, it only begets violence.

And violence is a sin.

So, our brothers who died for our country

in the great war, our sinners also are they.

The church is closed.

Everyone is welcome in the house of God, surely.

War is a sin.

And what is your vice, I wonder?

Altaïr, you are in no position to...

Excuse me?

The graves of 10,000 men was my bed and my toilet for two years.

Might you have also lived through that hell?

You would not be so quick to judge, Linus.

How do you know my name?

Oh, I...

I know lots of things.

Forgotten lots of things also.

This book is a history of the Manassian order, an offshoot of the Augustine,

the Black Cannon, the local occupants of the

monastery that burnt down a long time ago.

You might have heard of this story.

The house in which you now live is built on its ruin.

What are you talking about?

Have you ever asked yourself why you're here, Linus?

Bishop Malachi didn't exactly pick you for your oratory skills.

So why are you here at that house?

What purpose is it you serve?

You are the one who should not be here.

Have you heard things in the night perhaps?

Voices, whispers, temptations?

Is the house playing tricks on your wife's mind?

Because it will.

This tomb is not so far from here, Linus.

It dates back to the Manassian order of which I spoke.

Two people's bodies were buried there three years ago.

Two bodies on your bishop Malachi's orders in a tomb maintained by the church.

I believe those bodies belong to the previous

tenants of your house, Beatrice and Stanley Hall.

Malachi has lied to you.

The Hall's emigrated to Australia very happily.

If you don't leave right now I'm going to call the police.

You do not believe me going to look at the tomb if not for your

sake, for the sake of the little girl and your beautiful wife.

Beatrice Hall lost her mind living in that house.

They say her behaviour was no longer befitting that of a vicar's wife.

I think it's fair to say that several of the local men may have noticed.

That is why he killed her!

There is also suggestion that she was a child.

Illegitimate, of course.

I don't know what you think you know, but the Halls are

alive and well and my family is none of your concern!

Why are you so hungry?

What about you, Uncle Peter?

You haven't eaten anything.

I see you're busy.

When you're done, shall we go and play?

What's the time, Miss Dorff?

It's three o'clock.

What's the time, Miss Dorff?

What's the time, Miss Dorff?

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

Come on in, Siri.

Yes, now.

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

Ah!

Addy!

Did you not run away like that?

Come on.

Scared you.

Yes, you did.

Linus.

Bishop Malachi.

This is an unexpected honour.

A place to hear.

Surely, and very much to be expected.

Most stimulating conversation, Marianne.

I hope you're both settling in well.

Yes.

Yes, thank you, Father.

Personally, I find it quite disconcerting to sleep at a

place so grand when so many others in Europe are struggling.

Marianne, this is hardly the time.

No.

Please, Marianne speaks her mind.

In difficult times such as this, God's grip on his people is weakened.

A time when the strength of the Church is more important than ever.

I'm not sure the Church alone will see us through what's happening in the world.

Fascism is truly vile.

Would you not agree?

Marianne, that's quite enough.

Sorry, Father.

Would you, um...

Would you like to join me for a drink?

I see you found Stanley's Bible.

Yes.

I was bringing it to you.

You didn't know I'd be here.

It's been defaced.

He was a troubled man at times.

I'm sure the sunshine of the colonies is doing him some good.

I'm sure.

How's the congregation?

Quiet.

But that will change.

A house, a generous stipend, a far cry from the wiles of missionary work,

wouldn't you say?

Yes, it's very generous.

I'm very grateful.

You should be.

She's a spirited woman.

Fiery and strong.

Hard to believe that she could sink so low as to give her own daughter away.

Even if she did take her back.

All those things that people were saying.

Hell of a thing you did there.

Really?

Saving her?

I try not to look at it that way.

Anything you wish to tell me?

About what?

There has been a man.

A pagan.

He was seen in town this afternoon.

He's a charlatan.

A story teller.

His brand of godlessness is dangerous.

He's known to us.

I thought I'd come sooner rather than later to warn you.

I'm sorry.

You see, some people make a living creating myths and then selling themselves

as the savior.

Please.

Educate yourself.

And call me if you see him again.

I'll give you my word.

Why would I need your word?

I have your loyalty.

You shouldn't let Bishop Malachi get to you.

It's nothing for you to concern yourself with.

Adelaide.

Manors.

Men in Colchester were collecting for the war in Spain.

What men were those?

Frank, our driver, was amongst them.

It's not really any of our business, Marianne.

They're gonna kill us, aren't they, mummy?

What do you mean?

The bad men we saw in the news.

Adelaide.

We are completely safe here.

You shouldn't have let us see that newsreel.

Perhaps.

But equally, we shouldn't pretend that things aren't happening.

There's no excuse for doing nothing.

Clashes are taken control by force.

Yes, but to oppose with force is a sin of exactly the same cloth.

I can't support that action.

I've arranged for a collection.

We'll donate the metal that's just gathering dust.

Adelaide, why don't you go to your room and play?

Please, if you can stop that for a moment and leave us, please.

Just leave it!

Everything in this house is the property of the church, Marianne.

It's not yours to give away.

That's the end of it.

I don't want you talking with men in the town like that either.

I'm sorry.

You're not cohorting with your artist friends.

You're a vicar's wife now.

You're not some...

Finish that sentence?

You're my wife.

Am I?

Because a deed is worth more than a word, Linus.

In the same way, a touch is worth more than a look.

Addy?

Addy, come on.

Addy.

You're so clever, aren't you?

This is our house, isn't it?

Do you want to show me around?

Okay.

That's where the horses stay.

This is the dining room where they all eat.

And then over there is the bedroom.

That is the living room.

This is where they all play.

And that's the baby's room.

What's this room?

Mummy says you're not to go there.

Excuse me?

Mummy says you're forbidden to go there.

You're not to look.

You're mummy.

I'm your mummy.

You're not.

You're not my mummy.

Addy, I am your mother.

You're not!

You're a liar!

Addy, will you look at me?

No!

Addy, look at me this instant.

No, I will not.

Addy, please.

Get off me!

No!

I hate you!

You can be very cruel, Addy.

No, I I hate you!

Kathy?

Mary Ann?

Mary Ann?

Do I need to be concerned for you both?

Have Betsy clean it up.

I would say stress.

On both parts.

It affects adults in the same way.

Don't upset yourself.

Children are unpredictable at the best of times, let alone after a big upheaval.

Give her time, her mind will settle when she feels more at home.

I'm not overly concerned.

But I am concerned, Doctor.

Whereabouts are you living, Mrs Forster?

Morley Hall.

You're... you're the vicar's wife?

Yes, is that a problem?

No, no.

They shouldn't be there.

There's a child.

What kind of evil would allow such a thing?

Same kind that convinces one good man to kill another good man.

By telling him it's the will of God.

I swore never to speak about what I saw that day,

but I can't sit by and watch another family die.

I won't allow that to happen.

Malachi!

Stay where you are.

Take a pew.

Welcome to my church, Bishop.

I've been taking confession from our friend here.

He tells me that truth is power.

Too much power can corrupt the most peaceful of philosophies.

People, their, uh...

their minds.

Turn them into, um... you.

Bishop.

You.

Tell me what you're hiding.

Tell me your secrets.

I said stay where you are, Dr Sutter.

You've been taken in by a fraud and a charlatan.

An occultist who hides in his world of fairies and magic.

Secrets.

What about that poor girl in Portsmouth?

Your lies led her into the marshes and she drowned, didn't she?

You should be in jail.

Well, if that were true, I would be.

Well, if they had more evidence, you would be.

Well, have you placed another young couple in

that house after what happened to the horns?

The gentry that bequeathed that house to the church did so in the belief that it

would be made safe, not turned into treedboard and arching sport for whatever

bloody game it is you're playing, Bishop.

If you don't leave this place immediately, I'll see to it that you're interred in the

darkest cell.

And maybe I'll find the evidence that they couldn't.

Well, that would be very befitting of your order, wouldn't it, Bishop?

You.

Find a new friend.

Friend?

Oh, I know all about your German cohorts.

Bishop.

C.K.!

C.K.!

C.K.!

That told him.

I believe it's your round, Doctor.

I'm afraid it's too late.

He's just having a go.

I'll be okay.

I don't know.

It's like that only Yes.

When I was a little girl, I played a little, You need to rest.

Saying things.

Yes, yes I have.

Have you seen things?

Yes.

Do I go here?

Hello?

I must apologize, you find me at a very low point.

For today, anyhow.

Clearly this was a mistake.

Mrs. Forster, you've come here for a reason, have you not?

Have you seen things in the house, perhaps?

Have you seen the monks?

I have.

Betsy is the one who contacted me, she's very old and dear friend of mine.

Can I show you something?

No.

I've been investigating your house for some time now.

This book is a history of the Manassian order,

a sick perversion of the Christian faith.

The grounds of your house, no less, are what remains of its legacy.

They believed in punishment for sin and that torture would bring them closer to God.

If the book is correct and to be believed, then the deeds of the monastery have had a

profound effect on the grounds of your house.

Oh.

Yes.

Why have you married a vicar and yet you have had a child, your daughter,

born out of wedlock?

Yes.

At least my sisters... No.

No, she's not.

That is a lie you tell, a story that you sell to others.

Do not deceive yourself, Mrs. Forster.

Denial is the teat on which the beast will suck on.

I beg your pardon?

Your breast, the tit.

I would apologize, but time is running out for you and for your family.

The house you live in feeds upon the charade that you show to others.

We only ever out yourselves when we are alone, are we not?

Do you understand?

This house turns children against their parents, husbands against their wives.

This evil lurks in the long shadow of shame.

Who are you?

No.

Who are you?

When the darkness closes in, and all light is gone, and all

you can smell is your own fear, will you remember who you are?

The shame of your illegitimate child haunts you.

If you don't leave that house, the shame will kill you.

Take the book.

Speak to your husband.

For the sake of your daughter, get her out of that house before it's too late.

Marianne?

Where have you been?

Am I not permitted to freely walk around the parish?

Am I not permitted an answer?

Not when you speak with an accuser's tongue.

What's that?

Answers, possibly.

Has that charlatan been to see you?

There is something strange about this house, Linus.

I have seen things, felt things.

Have you not?

That man...

That man is a fraud, Marianne.

He poisons people's minds with superstitions.

Was it he who poisoned your mind?

Give me the book.

Or what?

You've become violent.

It's a shame.

Only jealousy fuels your passion.

And when Jesus cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit.

At that moment, the curtain of the temple...

Uh...

At that moment, the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom.

But in the same frame the remnant were Hello, Marianne.

You'll find Linus in the church.

I know.

No.

Do you all want to speak with on a personal matter?

I have no secrets from my husband.

Yes, you do.

None that I would tell you.

Linus doesn't know about your confession now, does he?

A Protestant girl giving confession to a Catholic priest?

That was a long time ago.

I was ill.

You were pregnant.

Shamed by the sin of your flesh.

Unable to return to your family.

A hospital for the mentally infirm, your new home.

What is it that you could tell a priest that you couldn't tell a doctor?

The doctor told me that Ali had died inside me.

That's why I became ill.

They told me she had to be removed.

They were lying.

I felt her kick.

And I did not ask for a confession.

They asked for the priest to hide me until she was born.

But he didn't, did he?

You called the hospital.

And they proclaimed you mad.

They couldn't abort.

The priest saw to that.

That the child was born and taken from you.

Why ask if you already know?

What I need you to understand...

is how you got Ali back.

You see, as well as calling the hospital... the priest called me.

And I came to visit you there.

Do you remember?

You were heavily sedated.

Confused.

But mad?

You're a mother in need of a child.

It was I...

who got your daughter back.

And I called the orphanage... and convinced them...

that a mission I was running... could care for you both.

It was there that you met Linus.

What is it you want?

I know the company you've been keeping of late.

I do not want you to listen to his lies.

And I do not want you...

to leave this house.

You see, I placed you here...

not because of your husband... but because of you.

And I need to feel...

like I made the correct decision.

Do you understand?

Now, we both... have Adelaide's best interests at heart.

A happy and loving home... here at Morley Hall.

Now, if she were to leave...

I cannot ensure that safety.

God returned your daughter to you.

God can also take her.

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

I'm in no mood for games.

Addy?

Addy?

Addy?

Why didn't you answer me earlier?

I was calling for you.

I can't find Veronica anywhere.

Did you take her?

Of course not.

I don't want you playing with these anymore.

Marianne?

Don't call me that.

Mummy says you're going to take us away from here.

That you're going to leave Linus.

Is that true?

Go to sleep.

I don't want to leave this house!

Go to sleep.

Go to sleep.

Addy?

I don't

want to leave this house!

Go to sleep... or go to bed.

Go to sleep.

Addy, what is it?

What is it?

I told you, it's not you!

I know it's not you!

Addy?

It was your mother.

She is dead.

Don't tell me it was your mother.

She was his mother.

Oh my God, what are you doing?

Well, she's taken by the house.

Did the house make you do what you did, too?

Stop it.

I need your help.

I bet it was the fucking house.

Mr. V, can you help me?

Addie's gone.

She's disappeared.

Can you find her?

Yes, I believe I can.

But if we are to find her, we must...

make this evil head on face to face.

We must go into the darkness of which I spoke.

Can you do this with me?

Is this for your husband?

Betsy!

She's deaf.

I've got a maid, you know.

She's deaf.

Deaf as a post.

I've got a deaf maid.

And a wife who is completely... completely mad.

You all help me.

Where do you find my fucking maid?

Addie.

What have

they done to you?

You're not there anymore.

You're not there anymore.

And now held in its trance, this house is now

repeating with you what it did with the hall.

Linus, where's Addie?

Linus, where's Addie?

Go and find something of your daughter's that was precious

to her, so that we might still, still tempt her back.

Her doll?

Yes.

Very good.

Clean it up.

Clean it up.

Clean it up.

Clean it up, I will indeed.

Linus.

Flew in sight into the cracks and crevices of this house.

It's history.

It's terrible, terrible history that has bewitched you.

Look past what this house is showing you.

Look into the dark center of the beyond.

Let me into your mind.

Show me what you see.

Linus.

Leave him.

Leave me.

This house is cursed.

This is forced.

We all live in it.

Many years ago, the monks tortured and mutilated a woman in this house.

The woman now holds your daughter as revenge against the church that did torment her.

The monks of the Manassian Order are coming for you.

As they did to that poor, poor woman.

They ripped her open because she was pregnant.

A child.

With their child.

They abandoned it down there in the darkness.

Blinded the woman to hide their shame.

Now this poor, ghostly soul has taken Adelaide as her own.

Do you love your husband, Mrs. Forster?

Yes.

And do you trust me?

Yes.

Ow!

Ow!

You there?

I see you.

Good.

For now.

But we must make haste.

She had a child down there in the darkness.

I can't survive down there.

That is why she now claims yours as her own.

Tenebrae.

Was there ritual, was it not, Linus?

The absence of light?

Do you know this ritual?

I do.

Then we must use it to enter the beyond.

Come on.

From the sixth hour there was darkness all over the land.

At about the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice and gave up his spirit.

He said, Wouldst thou be willing to lay down thy life for another?

Less worthy.

Hast thou ever felt the pain of abandonment?

Agony?

O God, why hast thou forsaken me?

Mummy says you're forbidden to go there.

If you're not to look.

It is my sister's son.

No.

No, she's not.

This is a lie you tell.

A story that you said to no one else.

The

child was born and taken from you.

It was I who got your daughter by.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Uh.

Say it.

I was born in your family.

Give me my daughter.

Hindi.

Please, please, please.

Nikki.

Nikki.

Nikki.

productionsальной Please.

Confess your filthy, dirty heart,

poor, heretic, slut.

I am a woman, a mother, and I do not regret the

beautiful night I spent with Eddie's father.

I am a woman, a mother, and I do not regret the beautiful

night I spent with Eddie's father.

Look,

I didn't shame, or mutilate my face as you have done, because I feel no shame.

You destroy your face because you cannot look in

the mirror and see the man that you once were.

But I see you.

I see a brother.

A father.

A son.

I see three shameful men.

Please,

whoever you are, please just give my daughter back.

Eddie.

Sweetheart.

Eddie.

Eddie.

Eddie.

What's the time, Mr. Wolf?

It's three o'clock.

What's the time, Mr. Wolf?

It's two o'clock.

What's the time, Mr. Wolf?

It's dinner time.

I'll see to it.

And your child gets a proper burial.

A burial in the eyes of God.

You deserve so much more.

You have my word.

We will treat you and your daughter with such care.

Mystery will be rewritten.

Let them play.

Can she have my dolly?

So she has something to play with?

Yes.

I think she'd like that.

Almighty and eternal God, from whose love in Christ we cannot be parted,

either in life or death, here are thoughts and

thanksgiving for those that we remember today.

Fulfil in them the promise of your love and

bring us all with them to your eternal joy.

Through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Amen.

You smell like I.

I was right.

The girl found the bones.

Beelheim.

Lord Gort.

How are you?

In him we have redemption through his blood.

The forgiveness of our trespasses.

According to the riches of his grace.

As our Prime Minister is doing all he can to avoid war with Herr Hitler,

to resolve this crisis of nationalism that's threatening to engulf all of

Europe, I have had many of you ask me if I can help them to pray for peace.

And peace is a good, it's a noble thing to pray for.

But the only thing that's necessary for evil

to triumph is for good men to do nothing.

That darkness, that comes when we fail to uphold the light.

When we are driven by fear and blame others for the shortcomings in ourselves.

When we exploit what divides us instead of what unites us.

Let us pray this evil does not spread further.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy

kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.