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(intense electronic music)

(crowd cheering)

(indistinct chattering)

(laughing)

- Come on, come on, come on, - I'm coming.

- come on, come on, come on.

You can make it. You can make it.

I promise.

(upbeat electronic music in distance)

- Brett, how much further?

- We'll just get to the top. Come on.

- I'm tired.

- Here.

We're nearly there. Wait till you see the view.

Up here. (both chuckling)

- Whoa.

- You up? - Yeah.

- Okay.

(both laughing)

- Oh my God. You're right. It's gorgeous up here.

- Oh, we should have brought a blanket or something.

Brett, I said we should've brought a blanket.

(wind whistling) (branches creaking)

Brett?

(ominous music)

Brett?

(distorted shrieking in distance)

Brett, for God's sake!

(gasps) Brett!

(screaming)

(thudding)

(dirt pattering)

(gasping)

(lighter clicking)

(distorted voices)

(whimpering)

(intense music)

(screaming)

(ominous music)

(branches rustling)

(birds chirping)

(helicopter whirring)

(thunder rumbling)

(helicopter whirring)

(chattering on police radio)

- Luke.

- How are you, Simon?

I suppose I shouldn't be surprised it's you.

- Likewise.

(helicopter whirring)

- And who found it?

- Two kids at the festival.

They fell into a crack in the ground

Took the police nearly a week to find them.

- What happened?

- The boy was killed instantly.

The girl spent five days in pitch darkness with this corpse,

but she died just after they found her.

God help her.

(clattering)

(dirt pattering)

(clip clicks)

(ominous music)

(dramatic vocalization)

(gasps)

(dramatic choral music)

(shoes tapping)

(rain pouring) - Michael.

Michael.

(shoes tapping)

Michael, stop it!

Oh! (body thudding)

(tires screeching)

(body thuds)

(rain pouring)

Oh God.

(whimpering)

Michael, stay there. Don't move.

(whimpering)

(rain pouring)

Oh God.

Oh my God!

Oh, don't move!

Don't move!

You've had an accident!

I'm going to call an ambulance!

Don't try and move!

(wheel squeaking)

(machinery beeping)

(indistinct chattering)

How is she?

- I'll do further tests, of course,

but I don't think you've could have hit her

quite as hard as you imagined, Mrs. Kirkman.

- There's no way I couldn't have.

I know how hard I hit her.

- But she only has a cut on her hairline

and a few scratches.

There's no serious damage.

- But she's unconscious.

- No, she's asleep.

Look, the results are all fine.

She's a bit disoriented, of course.

Her short-term memory may be a bit shaky.

There's no reason to keep her in.

- You're letting her go?

- I'll see her after my surgery.

- Oh, I can't just walk away and leave her.

Who'll look after her.

Oh, this is awful. I don't even know her name.

- It's Cassie Grant.

(dramatic vocalization)

- Michael.

(dramatic choral music) (footsteps tapping)

- The Christ figure has his back to the church.

- It does, doesn't it?

- It seems to be the wrong way around.

This is a very significant discovery, Luke.

- Yes.

I know.

I'm surprised you came to me.

- Simon, Santa Severa was a long time ago.

- Two years.

- To be honest, you weren't my first choice.

(dramatic choral music)

- The building itself is brick and stone.

Office reticulata, Roman.

This church was built in the first century.

- And the altarpiece?

- Yes.

The altarpiece was carved at around about the same time.

- It's unusual, a crucifixion shown from behind the cross.

Never seen that before.

- It's gonna deteriorate.

- How fast?

- I'll need to get a monitoring system in

as soon as possible.

- How soon can you start?

- As soon as I can get a team together.

- Professor Kirkman, I'd prefer you to work alone

at this stage.

We feel that the fewer the people from outside the church

concerned with the conservational work the better

As long as it's still under our jurisdiction,

we'd like to make our own analysis,

calmly, quickly, and without any fuss.

- And no journalists.

- We'll cooperate in every way, professor.

We'll provide everything that you require.

(sheep bleating) - Are you sure about this?

- It's the least I can do, really.

We've got more room than we know what to do with.

You can stay as long as you need to.

You don't remember why you were coming to Ashby Wake?

- No. I must know people here.

- Hmm.

- I'm sorry. Just, it's all a bit fuzzy.

- Dr. Byworth said you might be a bit confused to begin with.

Our Ashby's a small place.

Someone's bound to recognize you.

- Michael's quiet. - Yes.

How did you know his name?

- You must've said it. - Of course.

We're here.

- Boo! (gasps)

- Oh, this is Emma.

(chuckles)

- Hi Emma. I'm Cassie.

- Hi.

- Wow. This is an incredible house.

- We bought it a year ago.

Just after we were married.

- Oh.

- I'm there step mom.

We still got loads to do to it.

- You have so many beautiful things.

- That's Simon, my husband.

He's the expert.

Now just be comfortable.

I'll make some tea.

- I'll help you.

(clock ticking)

(leaves rustling)

(gentle music)

(door closes)

- So what about this girl?

- Cassie?

Really wasn't anything else I could do?

God, Simon, I thought I killed her.

- God, that must have been awful.

(Marion sobbing) Oh.

- Oh, I was petrified.

I thought she was dead.

I don't know what I would've done.

Thank God we can help her out.

She's also lost all her things.

At least we can give her a bed.

(intense music)

(creepy breathing)

(Michael breathing heavily)

(inhaler hissing)

(chattering on TV)

Hello.

- Good morning. - How are you feeling today?

- Much better. Thank you.

I hope you don't mind.

The kids said they were hungry,

so I thought I'd make them breakfast.

- I showed her where everything is.

- You shouldn't be doing this.

- I don't mind.

- [Man On TV] Ashby Wake Fair.

- Is Mrs. Groves here yet?

- Mm-mm.

- [Man On TV] In the village.

I think a few of you...

- I'm meant to be in Oxford for a meeting.

- Oh, I can take the kids to school.

- (chuckles) That's okay.

- I'd like to.

- [Man On TV] Summer fair...

- You don't know where it is.

- Emma can show me.

- [Man On TV] Lot's of parades, lot's of fairground stuff.

- Hey Michael, how do you like your eggs?

Scrambled or sunny-side up?

- He's not talking.

- Or do they do something weird here in England

like mix them with jelly?

- Ew.

- [Man On TV] Marvelous day.

Get the kids, bring the family

and take everybody there.

And don't forget that.

That's August the first. - Thank you.

- [Man On TV] Ashby Wake Summer Fair.

(egg cracks)

(indistinct chattering)

(balls bouncing)

- [Girl] Hi, Lucy.

(indistinct chattering)

- Oh.

- Hello.

- I'm so sorry. Excuse me.

(bell ringing)

- Most of the damage is being caused

by these waterborne salts, actually,

within the fabric of the building.

That's especially true on these figures to the right.

There's bubbling and incrustation

on most of the others,

but they're remarkable, aren't they?

(ominous music)

Joseph of Arimathea was at the crucifixion.

And he came to England immediately afterwards.

- With the spear that wounded Christ on the cross, yes.

- And?

- And he built a church in Glastonbury.

- First century, Roman church.

Almost certainly this one.

(ominous music)

- It's possible.

- It's probable.

So when we look at this altarpiece,

you know what we could be looking at?

- A record of the crucifixion of Christ

by someone who was there.

(dramatic choral music)

(children playing)

♪ A tissue ♪

♪ And we all fall down ♪

♪ The cows are in the meadow ♪

♪ Eating buttercups ♪

♪ A tissue, a tissue ♪

♪ We all fall down ♪

(intense music)

(gun fires)

- Cassie. I made this for you.

(truck rumbling)

♪ Ring-a-ring-a-rosies ♪

♪ A pocket full of posies ♪

♪ A tissue, a tissue ♪

♪ We all fall down ♪

- I saw two people in town that looked

kind of familiar to me.

I think they recognize me

but I had no idea who they were.

- Happens to me all the time.

Headaches?

- No.

- Anything else?

- Well, when I saw those people,

(water flowing)

I dunno, everything went kind of strange.

- I don't think you've anything to worry about.

You've had a jolt.

It'll take time to settle down.

(intense music)

All right?

- Yeah. Thank you.

(door opens)

- Hello.

Where'd you find that?

- This is yours? You wrote this?

- Yes.

- "The Forensics of Faith."

- It's about my work.

- I thought you restored art.

- I do.

And work out where it comes from

and whether it's authentic or not,

which causes a lot of trouble.

Keeps me busy, though. - Too busy.

It's been a godsend, Cassie, having you here with us.

- Oh, it's great being here with the kids.

They're really, really sweet.

- Have you been a nanny before or an au pair?

- I don't think so.

- Do you remember anything about your family?

- No, not yet.

- I'll have a glass of that.

- Sorry.

(wine pouring)

- How long have you lived here?

- A year.

- Emma was born in Ashby Wake

and she was nine when we moved in here.

We just thought it'd be a great place

to make a fresh start.

Kids had had such a difficult time.

- Michael was only four when his mother died.

- I'm sorry.

- She'd been ill a long time.

- It's been terrible for Michael.

He's really had a struggle.

It's so hard having to watch him suffer.

(wind whistling) (ominous music)

- [Boy] No!

(Michael gasping)

(distorted voices)

(door slams)

(dog barking)

(gasping)

(creepy music)

(dog barking)

(ominous music)

(leaves rustling) (birds chirping)

(bell chiming)

(crows cawing)

- (sighs) Asshole.

(motorcycle buzzing)

(tires screeching)

(indistinct chattering)

(motorcycle buzzing)

- [Man] Cheers.

(Floor creaks)

- Are you all right?

- I know you.

Don't I?

- You don't remember, do you?

- No, no, I do.

Outside of the school.

- Exactly.

♪ Even if I don't know how to forgive myself ♪

♪ I know ♪

- So whereabouts in the States are you from?

- The Midwest.

(upbeat rock music) (indistinct chattering)

I'm staying with family here.

I was actually hit by a car a few days ago.

- You were run over?

- Yeah, no, I'm fine. Obviously.

I just got a little concussion.

- Poor you. It must've been a terrible shock.

♪ Now there are arrows in the air ♪

- Are you staying in Ashby Wake?

- At Lime Court. It's on the outskirts.

- Big place. Cornfields.

- Yeah, yeah, that's it.

♪ Arrows in the air ♪

Do you live around here?

- I haven't decided yet.

I mean, I do love it.

The West Country.

I'm looking after someone's place up on Studee Hill.

- The report shows unusually low acid

and high salt levels in the soil.

- Mm-hmm.

- Well this might be damaging the walls.

- Yes, I know, Luke. I wrote the report.

What's really interesting is that the soil

was brought here about 1200 years

after the church was built.

- You didn't put that in the report.

- The church was buried deliberately

around the time of the Black Death.

Come on, Luke.

We've known each other a long time.

Why are you trying to keep this place under wraps?

- Look, there are things we don't understand yet.

If the church was deliberately buried,

there must've been a reason.

(ominous music)

(creepy breathing)

- [Boy] No!

(intense music) (dog barking)

(ominous music)

- Damn it.

- [Boy] No!

(distorted voices)

(intense music)

(distorted voice)

(lightning striking)

(distorted screaming)

(lightning striking)

(distorted voice)

Michael?

(distorted voice) (dramatic music)

(door slams)

(lightning striking) (dog barking)

(distorted screaming)

(Michaels breathes heavily)

(ominous music)

Michael?

Michael?

Was that you?

Where you crying?

Can't you sleep?

It's a very good dog.

Like the one that barks outside, huh?

You've heard it, haven't you?

And the children?

Have you heard them too?

It's okay.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

(birds chirping)

Mrs. Groves?

Do you know anyone around here

who has a pitbull kind of dog?

- What sort of a pitbull?

- I don't know.

It was kinda caramel colored.

Got a really big head.

I've seen it here on the grounds.

- I haven't seen a pit bull like that

around here for a long time.

Where are the children? This is nearly done.

- What was Michael and Emma's mother like?

- Caroline? Oh, she was lovely.

Lovely mum.

It's not my place, I know,

but it didn't help, Professor Kirkman

remarrying so soon after.

- Yeah, it must have upset them.

- Well as much as moving here

They shouldn't have bought this place.

Would you mind calling them in?

(food sizzling)

- Michael? Emma?

- You're not holding it straight.

(door bangs) (gasping)

- No!

(thunderous explosion)

No! (gasping)

- Michael? Michael?

Micheal, it's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

- A journalist has been phoning the Bishop's office.

We can't have people talking to the press.

- Oh, you think it was me?

- No, no, of course not.

- Yes you do.

- Well, was it?

- Ah.

- You still think you were right, don't you?

About Santa Severa.

- All I did was tell the truth.

- As you saw it.

Actually what you did was undermine the faith

of thousands of people.

- People who've been taught to believe

that a piece of wood--

- A sacred relic. - A piece of 19th century

driftwood was a fragment of the holy cross?

- Which they believed was sacred.

- Luke, I'm only interested in the facts.

- I know.

(bell chiming)

I know.

- No, thanks.

(cork pops)

- But what we have here is authentic.

This deserves to make the headlines.

This is probably the earliest crucifixion we have.

- That's not what it is.

Aristobulus, Biship of the Britains,

wrote a series of letters.

- He was in Glastonbury, wasn't he?

First century?

- Aristobulus mentions the church

founded by St. Josesph of Arimathea,

and in the same letter there's a sort of postscript

that quite a few scholars puzzled about.

(dramatic music)

"They came only to see

from the East and from the West,

from the city and from the plain.

They came not in holy reverence to the Lord,

but in lust."

- Mm-mm.

Your Latin's better than mine.

- "They came only to see...

Not in holy reverence, but in lust."

That's what I think the bas-relief is about.

There have always been people all through the ages

who came just for the spectacle.

The people who knitted by the guillotine

during the French Revolution,

the crowds who turned up for the hangings at Newgate Jail,

the people who camp outside of American prisons

when they're going to throw the switch.

- Yes, but it's still a crucifixion scene.

Maybe unorthodox but-

- No, it's not just a crucifixion.

(clock ticking)

It's not about Christ, Simon.

It's about the people who came to watch.

(intense music)

(indistinct chattering)

- There you go, Vicar.

Thanks very much. - Thank you very much.

(gun firing)

(intense music)

Good morning.

(Michael whimpers)

- Michael?

Sweetie?

(dog growling)

It's okay.

It's okay. He can't hurt you.

He's...

(dog barking)

Come on.

Come on. Let's go.

(ominous music) (dog barking)

(trunk opens)

(dog barking)

(trunk closes)

(whistles)

(ominous music)

(laughing)

- Look at my face.

(intense music)

- Michael!

I won't let anything happen to you.

Okay? I promise.

- I'm all right.

- I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.

Oh, I promise.

- I'm okay.

- I'm so sorry, Dan.

I just, I didn't know who else to talk to.

- Cassie, what is it?

- For the past few days, I've been having these...

Oh.

I don't even know what to call them.

Visions, hallucinations.

I see these horrible things.

And then later I'm not even sure if I just imagined...

- Well, you were run over by a car.

- But what I see, it's so real.

(dramatic music)

I'm afraid I'm having premonitions.

- Premonitions? What about?

- I don't know.

- Well do you know what they mean?

- I don't know. I don't know.

Fuck.

How can I know what's gonna happen

if I don't even know what has happened?

- Oh, hey.

(Cassie sobbing)

- I'll help you.

- I feel so alone.

- You're not alone, Cassie.

You're not alone.

(dramatic opera music) (bell chiming)

(mouse clicking)

(mouse clicking)

(pictures rustling)

(dramatic opera music)

- [Cassie] The dog was barking at us like crazy

in the back of the truck.

And this guy was just staring at Michael.

It was awful.

- [Dan] Well there's only one garage in Ashby Wake.

We'll start there.

- That's it. That's definitely the truck.

(soft pop music)

(door handle clattering)

(door handle clattering)

(flies buzzing)

(door opens)

- What are you doing?

Can I help you? (machinery clattering)

(intense music)

- Can you tell me who owns this car?

- Why did you wanna know?

- I'd like to buy it.

- It's not for sale.

It belongs to one of my mechanics.

- Is he here?

- No.

- Well, can we get his telephone number?

- No, he's not on the phone.

- Okay, then his address.

♪ Giving up ♪

- Talen Cottage, Log Ridge Road.

His name's Argyle.

(wind whistling)

(bird squawking)

(banging) (Cassie gasps)

(birds chirping)

(suspenseful music)

(flies buzzing)

(doorknob clattering)

(lock clacks)

(dog barking) Oh!

(sighs)

(intense music) (gasps) Oh.

(dog barking)

Jesus.

- So that's the dog?

- Yeah, that is the dog.

(suspenseful music) (leaves rustling)

(birds chirping)

- You know, in England, we call this breaking and entering.

- I'm not gonna break anything.

(suspenseful music)

(flies buzzing)

(water dripping)

(mouse squeaking)

- [Dan] God, look at this stuff.

- It's sad.

(suspenseful music)

Oh, God.

I know these people.

Dan, I know these people.

That's my doctor from the hospital.

- Come on. Let's go.

(ominous music)

- That's Lime Court.

In the 60's, Lime Court was a children's home.

A church home.

(sighs)

The staff was accused of molesting the kids.

- So what's new?

Come on, Cassie. I really think we should get out of here.

- Jesus Christ. They were all involved.

They were all in on it.

All these guys.

(distorted child's voice)

(intense music)

Everyone must know.

The whole town must know.

That's him at Lime Court.

He must have lived there.

(distorted child's voice)

Oh my God.

Dan! Dan, it's Michael!

(intense music)

He has a picture of Michael.

Why does he have a picture of Michael?

- I don't know. (dog barking)

Come on, let's get outta here. - Shit.

- Before he comes back.

(intense music) (dog barking)

- Wait, wait!

(birds squawking)

(dog barking)

Oh my God! Dan, you saw that place.

That guy is obviously insane.

- All I saw was a sad, fucked up life.

- We're going to the police.

- And tell them what?

That he's been taking snatches of Michael?

- Yes. And what about all those other pictures?

He must see himself as a kid in Michael.

He wants to get rid of him, wipe out his past.

And in one of my...

- Premonitions. - Yes.

- In one of my premonitions,

I saw Michael with half of his face blown off.

- But you can't go to the police and tell them that.

- Well, we have to do something.

Jesus.

- Okay.

Why don't we find out a bit more

before we do anything drastic?

(dramatic orchestral music) - And all that happiness,

so soon to be shattered.

Yet he went with him on his last political journey.

In Dallas, he was well-respected by state government.

- Thank you.

- [Newscaster] There to was the vice president,

Mr. Lyndon Johnson, who is a Texan.

In that state, the democratic government is not popular.

But the Kennedy charm seemed to be

as effective as ever.

With a motorcade.

(tape rewinding) (voice distorted)

(intense music)

- It was closed down after all the fuss.

Just abandoned.

Then Mrs. Kirkman bought it and did it up.

- Did you ever come here?

Did you know the priest that was in charge?

- Look, it doesn't matter, now does it?

It's all over now.

Nobody wants it all raked up again.

- It just seems like someone should have known

what was going on here.

- Cassie, nothing was ever proved.

There were rumors, yes.

It was wicked, dreadful,

but it's over.

(thunderous explosion) (dramatic music)

- [Woman] But safety standards have changed

since those early days.

Controversy over the precautions taken...

(tape clicking)

(dramatic music)

(tape whirring) - We're unashamed

and frequently close to the cameras.

How many met this fate will never be known.

(dramatic music)

(tape whirring)

(intense music)

- He's dangerous. I think he wants revenge.

- Revenge, right. On whom?

- I don't know. The people that hurt him.

Possibly the whole town.

- The whole town?

And he's obsessed with this kid that I look after, Michael.

- Now, why would he want to harm this kiddie?

- I don't know,

because of his childhood, the way he was hurt

- Okay, now I don't suppose you've got

a name for this gentlemen.

- Frederick Michael Argyle.

- Fred? (laughing)

- Look, Miss, I don't think you have to worry about Fred.

Everybody in Ashby Wake knows Fred.

- And you think he's funny?

Jesus Christ! What is wrong with you people?

- Look, Miss, I'm afraid that without any actual evidence,

there's very little we can do.

- (sighs) Great.

Thank you. Thanks a lot.

(rain pattering) (thunder rumbling)

(lightning striking)

- And from the 19th century, this male figure on the right.

The detail of his face.

The figure on the bas-relief.

And in this picture, we're looking at the figure

of the older woman in the background.

(lightning striking) There's the detail

of her face.

And again, the identical face on the bas-relief.

(lightning striking)

- [Bishop] We must bury it.

- Isn't that rather drastic?

- I've been in turmoil. I think we all have.

Ever since the discovery was made.

And we grieve for those two, poor, young people.

But these findings come as no great surprise

to the scholars among us.

You're not the first, Luke,

to recognize that these figures appear again and again

at scenes of human tragedy.

It has been documented by certain churchmen.

And we must respect the fact

that the church has been buried once before.

Why? - Bishop, forgive me.

Burying the church, even tearing it down brick by brick,

isn't gonna stop these tragedies from happening.

- Indeed it is not.

Nothing on earth can do that but we can prevent that place

becoming a center of superstition and fear.

If people become obsessed with evils that might occur,

they neglect the present good that they should do.

(lightning striking)

Can you handle matters

with Professor Kirkman?

- Yes.

So I'll drive up to see him first thing tomorrow.

(lightning striking)

(dramatic music)

- Frederick Michael Argyle. - Fred? (laughing)

Everybody in Ashby Wake knows Fred.

- He has a picture of Michael!

Why does he have a picture of Michael?

- Now why would he want to harm this kiddie?

- He wants to get rid of him. Wipe out his past.

- Look, Miss, I don't think you have to worry about Fred.

(barking)

(thunder rumbling)

(dramatic music) (rain pattering)

(dog barking)

(lightning striking) - No!

Please!

Don't, don't! - I'll teach you, Argyle!

You won't run away! I saw you!

Always trying to make trouble!

How do you like it? - Please, please!

Don't!

(bell chiming) (dark barking)

I wasn't! - You like the boys,

Argyle? - Please!

- Try that again...

(men laughing)

- No!

(men laughing)

(child screaming)

(Michael gasping)

- Michael? Michael?

(inhaler rattling)

(inhaler hissing) Deep breath.

Okay.

Oh, it's okay.

- I heard voices.

- I know, sweetie. I heard them too.

- What's going on? Michael, what's the matter?

- Oh, he was having a bad dream.

- It's all right.

Come on. You go up to bed.

It's just a storm. It'll all right.

Come on. It's all right.

- Let me take him.

- It's okay, Michael.

Michael, you go with Marion, okay?

- Did Michael get these out?

- Yeah.

- Simon. Where are these photographs from?

- They're just my work.

- No, you have to tell me, where are these pictures from?

- They're from an altarpiece.

A bas-relief I've been working on.

- I've seen these people.

- What?

- In Ashby Wake.

- No, these are from a work of art.

A very old work of art.

- I've seen these people in your town.

- What are you talking about?

- This one.

And this one.

- That's enough.

(ominous music)

Just go to bed, would you, Cassie, please.

(intense music)

- Oh my God.

(birds chirping)

(wind whistling)

(bell chiming)

(crows cawing)

(car starting)

(dramatic opera music)

(tires screeching) (car crashing)

(horns blaring)

(dramatic opera music)

(tires screeching) (horns blaring)

(body thuds)

(crowd laughing) - Ladies and gentlemen,

your friend and his, the mayor!

- I just wanted to say,

I'm delighted to be here.

And it gives me great pleasure

to declare the Ashby Wake Fair open!

(bright marching band music) (crowd cheering)

- Wait for me!

- Run, silly.

Come on.

- I'll race ya!

(birds chirping)

(ominous music)

- Yes.

Thanks. Bye.

Luke Fraser's been killed in a car accident.

- Simon.

- He was on his way to see me.

The car somersaulted and it was instantaneous, apparently.

- Oh.

- Um, I've gotta go.

The bishop wants to see me.

Will you be here?

- Of course.

(Marion gasps)

(sighs)

(crows cawing)

(barrel clanks)

(dog growling)

(panting)

(whining)

(ominous music)

(shotgun clicks)

(dog whining)

(gun fires)

(intense music)

- Whee!

Whee!

(upbeat carnival music)

(crows cawing)

(dramatic choral music)

- I'm grateful for your promptness, Professor Kirkman.

It's a terrible blow.

Luke was a remarkable man.

- Yes, yes.

- There are things I think you should see.

Aristobulus called them "The Gathering."

The people who came to the crucifixion

not to worship or to comfort, but to watch.

- Yeah.

(dramatic music)

"From the East and from the West they came,

not in Holy reverence, but in lust."

- Indeed.

There's always been a tradition in the church

that the Gathering was cursed,

cast into the outer darkness

and that its members were doomed

to be the spectators of mankind suffering forevermore.

The first world war.

Desolation of the first atomic bomb.

The barbaric lynching of one poor soul.

I've shaken your faith, professor.

- No, I don't have a faith.

- Your faith in scientific rationality.

- Oh.

Have you got a phone?

- Yes, of course.

(ominous music)

- I know where these people are.

They're here now.

(intense music)

♪ La, la, la ♪

- Cassie, look at me.

(laughing)

Look at my legs.

- Look at me.

(intense music) (indistinct chattering)

- Cassie, look. - Okay.

Let's go, okay?

(bright carnival music)

They're here. Come on.

Mrs. Groves? - Hello, Michael, Emma.

- Hello, Mrs. Groves. - Are you gonna buy a balloon

for the race? - Yes, please.

- Mrs. Groves, can you watch them a minute?

- Well, I don't know.

- Mrs. Groves, this is really important.

Please?

(bright carnival music) (indistinct chattering)

- Cassie!

Where are the children?

- They're over there with Mrs. Groves.

- What's going on? Simon said we were in danger.

- You're just gonna have to trust me.

You've got to get the kids out of here.

(machinery clattering)

(upbeat hip-hop music)

♪ MG coming with the twist ♪

♪ Something to believe in ♪

♪ I'm feeling ♪

- Oi, James, look who's here. It's GI Joe.

Well very nice of you to turn up, Freddy.

- What have you got there, Freddy boy?

You been shooting rabbits again?

(ominous music)

♪ Why have you had no one to see that ♪

- Shit! (tools clank)

- Fellas!

You two!

Where the hell have you been?

(intense music)

Luke, I never touched you. Please.

No.

Please.

(gun fires)

(body thuds)

(intense music)

(crows cawing)

(flies buzzing)

(gasps)

(intense music)

- Hello, stranger.

(breathing heavy)

(gun fires)

(water splashes)

(horn blaring)

(intense music)

(bell ringing)

- Hello?

Hello?

(bright carnival music in distance)

Hello?

- Cassie.

- You stay the fuck away from me.

- What?

- Who are you?

- What are you talking about?

- I'm talking about a sculpture

that was made 2,000 years ago.

I saw pictures of it last night.

I saw you.

You were in them.

- Yes.

- Yes?

(suspenseful music)

What the hell does that mean?

Who the fuck are you?

- You shouldn't have gone to the police, Cassie.

I tried to warn you.

They might've gotten away

and they couldn't allow that to happen.

- There was an officer here.

Where is he?

- Right behind you.

(intense music)

(Cassie screaming)

- Oh, Jesus!

Jesus Christ.

(intense music)

- Hello.

Ah, Frederick. Been to the fair?

(gun fires)

(body thuds)

- It all began 2,000 years ago.

A crucifixion on the hill.

We went to watch.

But we were punished.

Unfairly, in my view.

It's a natural thing to be curious.

- You knew about Argyle this entire time.

- So did you.

- What are you talking about?

- I'm not going to hurt you, Cassie.

I'd never do that.

(suspenseful music)

You know something's going to happen.

That's why you're still here.

You're one of us, Cassie.

You've just forgotten.

All those years ago,

we've been condemned to come back and watch.

And that's what we did.

But as time has passed, we found we can be of use.

We can make sure that things are in place

for what's inevitably going to happen.

That nothing gets in the way.

- But it's pathetic. It's obscene.

Watching people suffer,

getting some kind of thrill out of it.

- No, there's no thrill.

We can't stop what's going to happen, Cassie.

- Fuck you, Dan.

- There's nothing you can do, Cassie.

(intense music)

- And right behind us,

who is presenting the prizes,

a big welcome to Dr. Byworth.

(crowd applauding) - Thank you.

Thank you very much.

(bright carnival music)

(ominous music)

(door handle clattering)

(door handle clattering)

(indistinct chattering)

(dramatic music) (clock ticking)

(parking brake clanks)

(grunting)

- Hey!

Hey, can you help me?

Please, can you help me push this?

- Yeah, of course. - Please, around back.

Please. - Okay.

- Okay. I'll go this side.

(party horns blaring)

- Are you ready? - Yeah.

- All right, push! - And the prize goes to

Miss Caldwell.

(crowd applauding) (upbeat carnival music)

- Is the engine gonna start?

(grunting)

- Come on, faster! - Spring her out.

- You've gotta let out the clutch!

- You're gonna hit the wall!

- To the right! - Careful!

- No, you're gonna hit it! (car scraping)

- Jesus Christ!

(window shattering) - Run, get away!

- Are you all right?

- Run! Run!

Run! - What?

- Come on! There's a bomb in the truck!

Run! Run!

(intense music)

- Congratulations.

(bomb exploding) (glass shattering)

(child crying)

(groaning)

(baby screaming)

(coughing) (sobbing)

(indistinct chattering)

- It's all right. - Come on, come on.

(sobbing)

- Oh.

No, no. Please.

(gun fires)

(screaming)

(whimpering)

(coughing)

(indistinct chattering)

- [Man] Let's get over there.

(intense music)

- You're a little late.

You missed it. I'm sorry if I ruined it for you.

- You haven't. You've seen it, Cassie.

You know what's coming.

He's ticking off his list.

He's on his way to kill Michael now.

- Michael's on a train to London.

- I think you'll find that Michael's

at Lime Court with Emma.

(dramatic music)

Cassie. - Don't touch me.

- It won't make any difference.

(branches rustling)

(suspenseful music)

- Marion?

Emma, where's Marion?

- She's down there. - Cassie, is that you?

- Marion, we've got to - I can't get Simon.

- get out of here. - The train's canceled

but I thought we'd be safe here.

- There's a man.

- Marion.

(intense music)

- Michael!

(gun fires) (glass shattering)

(screaming)

(groaning) Michael.

(barrel clacks) (shell clattering)

Cassie! Take Michael.

- Marion.

Go, go, take Michael. - Oh God.

Go!

(intense music)

(barrel clacks) - Run!

Run! Come on!

Into the field!

(intense music)

(corn rustling)

- (sobbing) Did you see Marion?

- Shh.

(intense music)

(gasping)

- [Boy] No!

- Fuck! (balloon pops)

(intense music) (Emma sobbing)

Come on.

(corn rustling)

(suspenseful music)

(Michael wheezing)

(suspenseful music)

(Michael wheezing)

Stay here.

(corn rustling)

(birds squawking)

(Michael wheezing)

(inhaler hissing)

Go.

(intense music)

(corn rustling)

(wings flapping)

(birds squawking)

(intense music)

- Marion? Oh, God.

Oh, God. - The children.

- I'll call an ambulance. - The children.

- My God. - I'll be okay.

Get the children.

Get the children, get the, - Oh, Christ.

- Get the children. I'll be okay.

- Stay down.

(suspenseful music)

It's okay.

(footsteps shuffling)

(gun fires)

(suspenseful music)

(inhaler hissing)

(intense music)

- Shh.

(suspenseful music)

(footsteps tapping)

(inhaler hissing)

(footsteps tapping)

(gasps)

(intense music)

(gun fires)

- Cassie!

(dramatic music)

(door opens)

(Michael gasping)

(Emma grunting)

(suspenseful music)

(barrel clacks)

(shells clattering)

(shells clicking)

(intense music)

Please, no.

(distorted child's voice)

(screaming)

- No!

(gun fires) (glass shattering)

(intense music)

(gun fires) (light explodes)

(both grunting)

(trigger clicking)

(both grunting)

(wire zapping)

(intense music)

(body thudding)

(wire zapping)

(both grunting)

(body thuds)

(foot whacking)

(Simon groaning)

(wire zapping)

(intense music)

(screaming)

(water splashing)

(electricity zapping)

(Fred groaning)

(dramatic music)

- Cassie.

(dramatic music)

(circuit exploding)

(gasps)

(dramatic choral music)

(leaves rustling)

(dramatic music)

Cassie.

I did see that man shoot you.

- Yes, he did.

But he couldn't hurt me.

No one can.

I'm not like you

A long, long time ago,

there was a girl walking in a field outside of a city

and she came upon something...

A terrible thing.

And she stopped and watched.

She shouldn't have done that.

- Why not?

- Because it was a horrible, horrible thing.

She should have tried to stop it or help

or at least she could've cried out against it,

but she didn't.

She just watched.

(dramatic music)

- What happened to her?

- She wandered lost for a long time.

And she was very unhappy.

But then she learned something important.

That everyone gets a second chance.

You just have to know to take it.

(dramatic music)

Sleep. - I can't.

What about the voices?

- They're gone.

You don't have to be afraid of them anymore.

- Are you gonna stay with me, Cassie?

- No.

You don't need me.

We're both free now, Michael.

(dramatic music)

- You all right?

(framed picture clacks)

Time to sleep.

And bear.

- Night-night.

- Night-night.

(intense music)

(dramatic choral music) (statue crumbling)

(whirring)

(debris rumbling)

(intense electronic music)