Original subtitles

- You've been lost.

I know.

I felt it, too.

We've all been lost in the dark, huddled in our own darkness.

You've searched.

You've walked through the wasted land, and you've been afraid.

But you're not alone for you are the elect

and we here are with you always with you.

Our body a cage.

But how are you to find your way if your eyes are

shut, close to the light?

Look to the luminous.

Look to the divine.

Wake up.

Wake up.

- Mmm!

Mmm!

Oh.

Oh.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Come on, B. Atta girl.

Come on, B. There you go.

There you go.

- Hey!

Hurry up!

We got another breach.

[mooing]

- Well, that was the goddamn one.

More born dead than living this year.

Look, Keith.

I know your situation, but I got to cut you loose, man.

Dead cows don't make money.

I got a friend, though.

Got a farm outside Little Falls, said

he might could use some help before the weather turns.

He's good with ex-cons too.

- [screaming]

God damn it!

Fuck!

[knocking]

- Hello?

Hey, sorry to bother you, but my truck broke down just down

the hill there.

There a phone I could use?

Hello.

Thank you for answering the door.

I wasn't sure-- Oh, sorry.

I'm sorry, ma'am, I--

I just broke down down the road there.

I need to make a phone call, and I have a cell phone,

but the battery's dead.

If you got a cell phone, I could--

if you just bring it to the door, uh--

I don't have to come in.

I-- I get it.

It's middle of nowhere.

Weird-looking guy shows up at your door.

You're going to be careful.

I mean, I would be.

Look at me.

- Um, you need a tow truck?

Right?

- That's right.

Yes, ma'am.

- Um, OK.

Um, I-- I could call for you.

- That would-- yeah, that'd be great.

Thank you.

Ma'am

- Oh, I'm--

I'm Clara.

- Keith.

I'll just go wait in the car, in the truck, 'til they come.

I appreciate that, Clara.

- Oh, hold-- hold on.

I'm-- here, come on in.

- Oh, no. I don't need to.

- No, please.

You just caught me off guard.

Please, come inside.

- Wow, big place.

- Um, I'll just go and make that call.

If you wouldn't mind waiting.

- I won't move from this spot.

- Hey, are you still awake?

Oh, good.

[indistinct speech]

- Any luck?

- Uh, they'll be here within the hour.

- You're an angel.

- Um, I have some tea if you'd like a glass.

- Sure.

Thank you.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

- It's sun tea.

I steep it in the sunlight.

It takes a while, but it makes it taste pure, you know?

- I do now.

That's delicious.

So, uh, you live out here with anyone?

- Um, no.

Just me.

- Wow.

Out here on your own, uh?

Must get a bit, I don't know.

Lonely?

- Are you lonely?

I just mean you're out here by yourself driving around

in the dark.

Is someone at home waiting for you?

- Uh, no.

I've been on my own for a while now.

Yeah, I guess we got that in common, huh?

Being lonely.

- Well, being lonely is different than being alone.

I'm never lonely.

And tonight, I'm not alone--

- I thought.

- --because you're here.

- Ah, well, cheers to that.

That's good.

This is a nice setup you got.

I was thinking about getting a place like this for myself

when I can. - Hm.

What's stopping you?

- Well, I don't know.

Ah, I'm kind of in between work right now, jobs.

It's just hard for a farmer to keep a farm

running in this economy, hard for him to keep men on,

especially a man with a rec--

- With a record?

- Yes, ma'am.

- But you're here now.

What you did couldn't have been too terrible.

It's OK.

I don't judge.

The past can be so cruel.

It can keep you running deeper into the dark.

But it doesn't have to.

The past only hurts if you let the darkness get to you.

So don't let it.

- I-- exactly.

Heh, exactly.

Wow, you're-- that's exactly right.

I-- it wasn't even my fault. My ex-wife, she just--

she just had a different idea of who I was than-- than I am.

you know?

She accused me of stuff.

She was-- she was crazy.

She made up all kinds of shit.

She said that I had-- that I had anger problems, that I

put my hands on her, which is bullshit.

She didn't even know who I was.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I just--

- Maybe she just couldn't see you.

- No.

She couldn't at all.

But you can't, can't you?

Man, you're different.

Warm.

You're a warm person.

I'm not used to that, you know?

Don't think I've ever met anyone like you before.

- It's time.

Please.

You can do this.

It's time to take me.

Take me.

Yes.

Lord, let there be--

free me!

Yes, yes, yes!

Take me!

No!

Stop, stop, stop!

You wasted it!

You wasted all of it!

You--

[scream]

- Um, is this, like, new?

- New?

No.

No, this isn't new, but thank you.

This short film is the beginning of everything.

So--

- Uh, I guess I don't completely understand.

This is, like, before the "Craven" series?

This is a "Craven" prequel? - No, no, it's not part of--

- I love the "Craven" series.

Like, "Craven 3" is my favorite.

And I know everybody says that you

jump the shark when you go to space,

but you totally pulled it off.

And-- and this was really good too.

This was very artistic.

- Yeah?

It was based on this dream that I had.

This film is special, pure.

I just feel like I've always been

trying to get back to that feeling, that purity, you know?

- Yeah, well, I bet "Craven 4" is going to be the best one yet.

But, um, thank you so much for letting me audition.

Um, do you want me to stay seated or stand?

- Uh, yeah, sure.

- Well, I'm-- I'm off book, and I love the role.

- You know what?

Let's do a different scene.

Seduction scene at the top.

- Oh, I-- I don't have that one memorized, but yeah.

- It's OK.

- OK.

- OK, these aren't the actual sides.

I can't show those to you yet.

- Yeah, NDA.

I totally get it.

- Well, you try these out.

Right, now, you seem like final girl material to me.

And if, if you really trust me, put yourself all the way

into it, maybe we can make some magic happen.

- Yeah.

OK, I'm ready.

- Look, the studio does not require any movement on "Part 4"

until February, which gives me plenty of time to bang out

"Shadow Maker."

And then if it rips--

- --are paying for this.

- I will not miss the "Craven" deadline.

I will go away to a cabin upstate, lock myself away,

and I'll knock it out.

- I mean, you're not stupid.

- No, no, no.

I'm not doing that shit anymore.

I am straight, really.

I just-- I have got to do this.

- You better call me every single day.

You hear me?

- Got it.

I will.

I-- this is going to change everything.

I promise.

All right, later.

- Won't miss a single deadline. "Craven 4--"

- Look, look. I won't miss it.

When you read what I'm going to come back with,

it is going to blow you away.

This is different.

- If I hear you slurring your speech

or if I don't hear from you at all, we're done.

- It's not going to come to that.

I promise you, OK?

Talk to you soon. All right?

Peace out.

- Sunshine today with seasonal temperatures--

[weather report continues]

- Hi.

Hello, I'm Lucy.

You're from the city?

- Uh-huh.

- I know Angie.

Uh, she rents the place out sometimes.

- Oh, sorry.

I gotta take this.

- Hello.

- Hi, you fucking weirdo!

- Let me guess.

IPA.

- And a shot of whiskey.

- Rough day?

- No.

You?

- No.

It's always a great day out there.

- Uh-huh?

- Maybe.

- Right.

Bro, like, whoever convinced these chicks to taking

their tits out is empowering, yeah, I'll

give that guy a Nobel Prize.

- And you sound like you found your calling.

- The thing is, I'm a storyteller, right?

I went to film school.

I'm-- I'm a fucking auteur.

But, like, nobody is giving me free range.

I got to make a copy of a copy of a copy and then--

- Torture.

- Oh, hey, can I get another one of these?

- Sorry, brother.

It's closing time.

- Oh, yeah, no, it's--

it's all right.

I-- I don't know what I'm doing, man.

I-- I can't get inspired.

Like, I came up here to-- to, you know,

Bumblefuck, to-- no offense.

It's beautiful.

But I-- I came up here to Bumblefuck so I could write,

and I could tell my stories, and I can't find them.

I can't find inspiration, and it's killing me.

I'm just empty.

- I got this place you should go.

Here.

This here?

This here's the Lake Road.

I want you to take that north until you

see a small little town.

You're going to see a dirt path that leads down a steep hill.

You're going to walk until you see a little cave.

No people, no noise, just calm.

- I guess.

I could.

Folk horror is making a comeback.

Yeah, but then you got to be like fucking British

to be taken seriously for it, as if the fucking British invented

folk horror or some shit.

- Hello?

Oh, please don't move.

You had a hard fall in the woods.

- What happened?

- I think a tree branch fell and hit you in the head.

- Where exactly did it hit me?

- Oh!

Ouch, shit.

Yeah, that hurts.

Thank-- thank you for not leaving me there.

- Of course.

What kind of monster would I be if I did that?

- I'm Brighton West.

- Clara.

- Just Clara.

I like that.

It's nice.

It's like Rihanna.

Wh-- where exactly am I?

- Um, My house.

I don't live far from the falls.

I figured it was best to get you inside before it got dark.

- God.

Thank God you found me.

Do you, uh-- you live here with someone else?

- No, just me.

- So how does--

- Is someone waiting for you at home?

I don't want anyone to worry about you.

Can I call someone for you?

A wife, girlfriend?

- Uh, no.

I'm single.

All on my lonesome.

Did you see my phone?

- Oh, I didn't see it.

- Oh, did it fall?

It-- shit.

I have to call my manager.

I'm Brighton West, the filmmaker?

I-- so I make movies, right?

And I came up here to be alone so I could write my next one.

But I work with some people who do not fucking trust me.

So I'm supposed to call them and check in.

And if I don't--

I'm sorry, I have to go back and get my phone.

- Brighton, please.

We can go back tomorrow.

You could have a concussion.

You need to rest.

- Oh, if I have a concussion, shouldn't I go to a hospital?

- No.

I used to be a nurse.

So a few years ago, it would be me taking

care of you there anyhow.

- Right.

Thank you.

- Here.

- What's that?

- Sun tea.

- You got anything stronger?

- I'm the nurse here.

Drink.

- Oh, that's-- what's in that?

Is that--

- Oh, probably some sediment.

Loose tea leaves.

It's good for you.

- Oh, oh.

Oh!

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Thank you.

Feeling better already.

Am I dreaming?

- Maybe.

Ah, ah.

Wait for it.

- Wait for what?

Don't tease me.

That's not-- Fucking bitch!

- Welcome, welcome.

Welcome to the threshold.

Welcome to the end and the beginning.

You are here because you were chosen.

We have seen you and deemed you worthy to be tested.

Our elect will guide you and ready the vessel you carry.

Please know you will die here.

You will try to survive and escape.

You will do what animals do.

But I assure you now there is no need for hope,

and there is no need for struggle.

You will die here, and it will be glorious.

You will leave the darkness and enter the luminous,

a place so bright you won't need eyes to see.

You are darkness inhabiting a shell

for which you are not worthy.

You should be ashamed.

And you will die in agony.

In 26 days, you will disappear, and the light of a new beginning

will be upon us.

And it will be glorious.

- That was just the handle.

You get the other end soon.

- Why are you doing this?

- Shh.

- Clara, the man you have is Brighton West.

He is alone, no living relatives.

He is a man of great hubris--

- Hey!

- --and ingratitude.

- Hey!

- He is a user and a liar.

He has filled his cage with only darkness.

He has caused others pain to serve himself.

For so long, we have searched for our vessel

among the forgotten, the empty man.

So now something new, something different.

This vessel has come to us, and we are here to receive it.

We are here to serve you.

We are here to serve you so that you may serve the light.

Let there be light upon you always, and may

it shine upon your good work.

- Let there be light upon you always.

- Welcome, elect, to the beginning of our cycle,

a re-education of the flesh, the first key to the cage.

Now, let us start with some breathing exercises.

- Get this shit off of me.

I'm going to fucking cut you, you bitch.

Why did you do this to me?

Who the fuck are you people?

The people who know where I am--

- Cut yourself.

- What?

- Cut yourself with the knife.

- And why would I do that, you fucking psycho?

- Cut yourself and do it deeply.

If you won't do it, I will.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Brighton, look at me.

Look at me.

- Please, no!

No, please!

[screaming]

- You think this hurts?

This is nothing.

It's a cage.

Why can't any-- it's just a cage.

See?

You'll learn.

I-- I promise.

- No.

Just a cage.

The light is within you, within me.

- You know you are special.

You have been chosen to serve the light.

But with that will come trials.

With that will come the lie of pain.

The pain is there to trick you.

A lie-- an attempt to distract you

from the cage the darkness has built.

An attempt to keep the light locked away,

trapped in its shadow.

[music playing] How do you see the luminous

The light unknown

How do you see the anointed one

He comes to call you home

So come home

So come home

- We must move past the lie that our cage has taught us.

We must train ourselves to forget pain,

forget loneliness, depression, forget all the lies

the darkness feeds us.

These shadows are meant to fool us into submitting to the cage.

We must all stand resolute so that you

may train our chosen vessel.

- Shh!

(SINGING) Oh, do you see the [indistinct]

- You must hold fast so this vessel will let go.

What is within you is a darkness,

the same darkness that has been slowly trying

to extinguish our world.

But we are light.

We are the chosen.

And through your work, his darkness will be emptied,

and our vessel will await its new home, his light return

restored, reborn.

- Fuck.

What's this?

- Come here.

I need to clean you so you don't go septic.

- Why?

- So you don't die.

- I thought you wanted me dead.

- What I want has nothing to do with you.

Come here.

- Sit here with me in the light.

I need to see if I'm going to learn.

- And what are you learning?

Fine, secure that and lock your arms down.

- It's light, isn't it?

Your god.

I worship light too.

- Hm.

- I do.

I mean it.

That's what filmmaking is.

Shaping light, painting with light, telling stories.

It's very powerful.

- Is that right?

- I'm being serious.

I wouldn't have a life without it and no purpose.

I couldn't tell my stories.

I'd just--

- No one knows who you are, Brighton.

If anyone really knew you, they might

have come to rescue you by now.

But no one's coming to save you because no one cares about you.

You're hollow and small.

And when you're gone, no one will care about your stories

because no one will remember you even existed.

So, shh.

- And what about you?

I could say the same about you, Clara.

- You could.

- You're all alone.

Been all alone your whole life, haven't you?

Alone in the dark.

- I'm not alone.

- I know how that feels.

It's always there.

The darkness waiting for you.

- Enough.

- You're scared of it.

And that is not faith.

That is fear.

Maybe that's why you're not strong enough for this.

- Shh!

You think you're in control?

I am.

You understand?

You feel pain when I want you to feel pain,

and you die when I want you to die, you pathetic f--

- I thought that--

I thought what you wanted didn't matter.

So what do you want, Clara?

What do you want?

Thank you.

[death metal music playing]

[car driving]

[distant voices]

[death metal music playing]

[muffled yelling]

- Do not act out of desire.

Earthly desires are born from darkness.

Animal instincts of greed, lust, and violence

only confuse our journey to the light.

If you find yourself acting out because of resentment,

selfishness, or fear, take heed, for you are confusing the path.

You are straying into the darkness, away from the light.

Move forever towards the goodness of the light, forever

away from the darkness, for he is there.

He is there to pierce the darkness.

And we shall--

- No!

[scream]

- Let us pray.

There is no shadow the light cannot claim.

And through the darkness, we will carry the flame.

- How many days?

How many days?

- That's none of your concern.

- I'm sorry.

I really am. I'm sorry.

I know--

- Stop talking, you patronizing little shit.

You think I've lived on this mountain my whole life,

just naive and alone?

No, I've known men like you, more than you can imagine.

And all you want are bodies, bodies to control,

including your own.

But you're all made of nothing.

You go to such lengths to prove that you have power,

but that's the joke.

Because what good is your power if I

can take it from you so easily?

- I'm sorry.

- Yeah.

You certainly are.

- Welcome, elect.

This will be the beginning of our second stage.

Congratulations on bringing the light ever closer to us.

Your work is recognized and luminescent.

If meant to be our salvation, this cage

will not be easy to break.

Allow yourself moments of respite.

You will need your strength in breaking this vessel, this cage.

And so you must always remember the value of peace.

Allow yourself moments of light or be

damned to live in darkness.

The vessel will test you, like a lock that

does not want to be picked.

But patience and focus will be your strength.

Remember, when tested by darkness,

it is ever more important to bathe yourself in light

for you have been steadfast in your good work.

Have you, elect?

Have you remained steadfast?

Remember, a step away from the light

is a leap towards darkness.

You will always have our light, elect.

It must be yours to take.

Freeing this vessel will be your final test.

You are our elect, but are you truly the chosen?

Only our brightest light will shine upon that truth.

- Thank you.

No games, I meant that.

And I'm sorry.

I do not think that you are stupid or naive.

That's no lie.

I almost envy for you.

I mean it.

At least you have a purpose in life.

You know your purpose in life.

No one has that anymore.

Definitely not me.

I was always chasing something I don't know, something real.

It's, uh-- it's why I just--

I fell in love with the promise.

You tell a beautiful truth, and then everyone loves you,

and then you have a purpose.

So I just worked, threw myself in,

didn't come up for air for a long, long time,

closed off in my own darkness, chasing this imaginary dream

that I thought was mine.

And then one day, you take the time to look around.

You're all alone.

Everyone else moved on without you because the entire time,

you thought that you were trading up for something better.

I don't-- I should have just--

I am alone because I made it that way.

Is that--

- What?

- Is there something--

- In the tea?

Maybe, maybe not.

Doesn't matter anyway.

- No, no, no!

No, no!

[screaming]

- No, no!

No!

No!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No, no!

Please.

No, no!

No!

No, please no.

Please.

Please.

Please.

No!

No, please!

Please don't leave me here.

Please.

Please!

Please, God.

Please, God.

- Sh.

Hush now.

- Yes, sir.

- Aren't you just the cutest little thing?

- No!

- Shh.

Just lie still.

Just-- just be quiet.

Shh.

Hush now.

Look.

You're so fucking soft.

- Stop it.

[crying]

- Don't fucking look at me!

- You're so soft.

- Please.

- God, she's so soft.

- Oh, shh.

Just-- oh, oh, fucking hope.

Hope.

Hope, you bitch!

- Fucking tea!

Hello?

Help!

Please!

- I'm so sorry.

- No, no, no!

No!

[whipping and panting]

- How many of you are there?

Sorry.

Why do you let them hurt you?

- I was hurt before.

But in here, it's not the same pain here.

It shouldn't be pain.

I'm trying.

It's a reeducation, a rebirth.

And it's what I choose.

- Who choose is that?

- They saved me.

- From the darkness?

Saved you from the dark?

- It's not the dark.

It's what they do to you in the dark.

They trap you there, breaking you slowly.

And then the darkness just keeps taking from you again and again

and again.

They saved me.

They gave me life, warmth, a home, purpose.

They've never taken anything from me I'm not willing to give.

And it's my choice.

- Tell me what you need.

- I-- I need you to choose this too.

I need you to go beyond this.

There's so much more than this.

I promise you, there is.

Deeper.

Clean yourself, then drink.

- It's the same, you know, what they're doing to you.

It's the same as before, the same control.

- No, that's not the same because I'm a part of this.

And now you are too.

Light's so bright, it'll find us all.

- Hello?

Clara?

Clara?

- Brighton?

Brighton?

- Why is this happening?

- Brighton.

Brighton, I'm here.

- Clara!

Where are you?

- I'm here.

- Clara!

Clara!

- Brighton.

- Clara.

- I knew you'd come.

It's time.

- Time?

Where are we?

- Nowhere yet.

I knew you were the one.

- No, you don't.

I-- I can take you from here.

- I know.

Please.

- Can't-- I--

I can't hurt you.

- You can't hurt me.

I'm past all hurt now.

There's no pain left in me, just release.

You felt it too.

You know this means nothing, this cage.

Free me.

You were meant to do this.

- I can't.

- You-- you asked me what I need.

No one's ever asked me that before, and you asked me.

And I'm telling you.

Believe this is what I need.

This is what I need.

I knew it.

I knew it.

I knew you were the one.

Thank you.

[music playing] How do you see the luminous

The light unknown

How do you see, anointed one

He comes to call you home

So come home

So come home

Eternity awaits for you

Awaits for me

The light sublime, so radiant

We won't need eyes to see

To see

To see

All the world faints on

A light that [indistinct]

Don't shine in your eyes now

Don't [indistinct]

How do you see the luminous

The light unknown

How do you see, anointed one

He comes to call you home

So come home.

So come home

[singing backwards]