All language subtitles for The.Curse.of.Hobbes.House

Once upon a time,

there was a great war
that devastated the land.

And when the arms were
finally laid down,

many a million had been
slaughtered and broken,

lost and gone forever.

The people decided to
overthrow their kings

and to split the lands
equally amongst everyone.

Yet, not everyone was equal.

Soon, new kings arose,

some good and just, some not.

When one of the just kings died,

he handed his kingdom
to his three sons,

Dormant, Dunstan, and Drake

for them to share the
burden of the crown.

At first, the three young kings

ruled fairly and
well, side by side.

But Dormant grew jealous
of his younger brothers

and decided to take
their shares for himself.

He swiftly had them killed.

Without his brothers,
Dormant became a tyrant.

He surrounded himself
with cruel counselors

and ruthless minions

and exploited the
lands and the people.

One day, King Dormant came
across an old bent over man

who sat in front of an
old bent over house.

The old man's name was Hobbes

and the king decided he would
take the old man's house

and its lands.

Old Hobbes was killed

and his house was
razed to the ground.

But old Hobbes was a
powerful and wise witcher,

and with his dying
breath, he spoke a curse.

All in the line of King Dormant

and all who belong to his land

shall be bound in service to it

as its protectors and
guardians, in life and death.

King Dormant laughed in
the face of the curse

and built a new house and
called it Hobbes House,

to spite the old witcher.

But not long after, the king
fell ill and perished in agony.

All the while, the house
stood strong for generations

with the king's descendants
as its protectors.

This is our family's legacy.

We're fucking lost.

Nonsense.

Where are we then?

The old graveyard.

There's a family
crypt here somewhere.

Plenty of developers will be
scrambling over this property.

Heritage always sells.

Our profits will triple,
quadruple, we'll be killing it,

as long as everyone
plays their part.

All right?

Jacob.

Jacob, where are you?

This isn't funny.

Hello?

Jacob, what the fuck?

Naser.

I'm sorry, Miss Alex, I
did not mean to scare you.

I'm very tired, Miss Alex.

Okay, shouldn't I read
you something new,

perhaps from the papers?

I won't be here much longer.

Are you planning a
journey, Miss Alex?

It's all right,
Naser, I'm exhausted.

I'll do my rounds then.

It's all in here, Naser.

Don't forget, even
when I'm gone.

The mind is a blade,
it requires sharpening.

Knowledge is...

Knowledge is power, I know.

Exactly.

Always remember the
story of the guardians.

I will.

Good night, Miss Alex.

Good night.

And Naser?

Thank you.

And just as
Hobbes, the witcher,

had pronounced it,

in death, as in life,

the guardians of Hobbes House

will be bound by the curse.

When their home is threatened,

the guardians will rise to
hunt and torment the living.

They shall no longer be human.

They shall no longer be dead.

But they will have
become one with the land.

They shall not sleep
and they shall not rest.

They shall neither
love nor hate.

They will only hunger for
the warmth of the living.

Their touch will be so cold

it will freeze a man's heart.

Only by coming together in
unity may they be stopped.

Only unity can keep you safe.

Hey
Jane, this is Mand.

Yeah, uh listen, it's
not working out love

so don't bother coming in.

Just come round the pub sometime

to pick up your
wages, all right?

Have a nice life, bye.

Ugh.

Hello?

Oh good morning.

Am I speaking to Jane Dormant?

Who's this?

My name is Eury Saul.

I'm a solicitor.

We had an appointment yesterday.

It's about your
aunt, Miss Dormant.

Your aunt is Alexandra Dormant?

Yes, but we didn't
have an appointment.

Well, my
assistant told me

she talked to you last week.

Oh shit.

I mean, I'm sorry,

there's a lot going
on at the moment.

Um, I didn't
mean to do this

over the phone, Miss Dormant,

but I'm afraid I
have some bad news.

We did try to
contact you sooner,

but had some
trouble finding you.

I've moved a lot.

I see.

I'm so sorry but
Alex, but your aunt,

passed away three weeks ago.

It was an accident.

Your aunt did leave a will.

It's only to be opened in the
presence of her beneficiaries.

This must all be very
upsetting for you

but the thing is, Miss Dormant,

the reading of the will
was supposed to take place

this afternoon at Hobbes House.

I'm sure we can
reschedule if need be.

Miss Dormant, are
you still there?

Yeah sorry, I um...

Let's keep the
appointment as it is,

I can be at the
house this afternoon.

Alex, I'm so sorry.

Nice car.

Oh, you know how it goes,

the more expensive it looks,

the more high maintenance it is.

Miss Dormant, I'm Eury Saul,

we spoke on the
phone this morning.

Shall we go in?

If you need a few moments
to collect your thoughts,

I can wait for you in the study.

We can proceed
when you're ready.

What kind of accident
did Alex have exactly?

When did you last see your aunt?

A few years ago.

She wasn't well and hadn't
been for quite some time.

She'd become a bit of a
recluse and was depressed.

At the end, she'd let
go of all of her staff,

except for her groundskeeper.

But what does this have
to do with her accident?

Your aunt suffered a
rather dark episode.

I'm afraid she
took her own life.

When was the funeral?

On the 31st of January,
I attended myself.

Alex and I,

your aunt and I,
we were friends.

She's buried in the family
crypt if you'd like to visit.

Are you sure it was a suicide?

Look, I know this is a lot
to take in, Miss Dormant,

if you need some time...

Time doesn't change anything.

The groundskeeper, is it still
the old German guy, Helmut?

He smokes like a chimney.

He must be a 100
years old by now.

He survived Alex,
who would've thought?

Oh, who are you?

I'm Naser, hello.

Since Mr. Schmidt's passing

Naser has been taking
care of his duties.

Pleased to meet you.

Look who the cat dragged in.

Jennifer?

I go by Janny now, it
gets me more followers.

You're here?

I was invited.

Your aunt was very clear
on that particular point.

She wanted her next of kin
and Mr. Mohammedan present

at the reading of her will.

Jesus, Jane.

Who are you?

Name is Nigel Thatcher.

I'm Janny's partner.

Pleasure to meet you.

I think you owe your
sister some gratitude.

You don't know what I
owe my half sister.

I'm just saying she
took care of everything,

the funeral, the
wake, everything

and that's all while
still running her vlog.

Don't, babe.

No one ever talked to
you like that darling.

I know it's
none of my business,

but we were very fond of Alex.

We called her every week

and came to see her
as often as we could.

You're right,

I don't know anything about you

or your relationship
with your aunt,

but let's all try and
get some closure today.

Fine.

Right, I'm all set
up in the study.

"To my nieces, Jane
and Jennifer Dormant,

"and to my trusted dear
friend, Naser Mohammedan.

"When you read this, I will
no longer be with you.

"For whatever lies ahead,

"you must always remember
that knowledge is power."

Oh God.

What?

Your little show.

My show?

Janny.

Are you saying I'm fake?

Well what else would you
call those crocodile tears?

You're seriously
doing this right now?

I just find it a bit of a waste.

There's no one here
for you to impress.

Oh, you're so full of it.

How dare you?

- Janny, please.
- No, I won't.

Didn't I tell you she
was an utter dimwit?

I tell you what Janny,

why don't you take
your fake attitude,

your lies and your
privileged little life

and go and fuck yourself?

Go back to bloody Berlin
to your fucking father

and that thieving witch
you call a mother.

Oh, Jane Dormant,

queen of the dramatic exit.

Good riddance,
sister, see you never.

I'll go and make the tea.

What was that?

I don't know.

If she leaves, the whole
thing is out the window.

I'm sorry.

It's her, she always knew
how to push my buttons.

You have
to go after her.

What?

Why?

You're the only one who can
convince her not to leave.

What a nightmare, hey?

It's hard to believe
they're related to Alex.

Well, what can you do
with people like Jane?

In my experience, it's all
misguided expectations.

Everything will be
just fine, Miss Saul,

as long as everyone
plays their part.

What a bunch of assholes.

This is your car?

Fuck off.

Wait a second, are you
living in this thing?

I said, fuck off.

Listen, I'm sorry.

What are you sorry
for? It's life.

I lost a mother too
when she died, you know?

Yeah well you got another
one, I got the boot.

That wasn't my decision.

Let's not do this again, please.

How's the tea coming along?

Fine.

You're from Syria,
is that right?

Good tea there?

Yes, very good tea.

Look, what happened
earlier in the study,

siblings, am I right?

Siblings?

You know brothers, and sisters.

Yes, they fight sometimes.

I have two brothers
and two sisters.

We fought all the time.

When was the last
time you saw them?

Three years ago.

Perhaps you'll see
them again soon.

I can't imagine what
it must be like for you

all alone so far from home.

I might know someone
who can get you home.

I just want to be
your friend Naser.

In return, I want you to tell me

exactly what happened
the night Alex died.

I told the police what happened.

Ah, yes.

"She shot herself,

I came running into the study,

I saw her lying there,

I applied first aid,

I was a nurse in Syria,

and then I called the police."

It says here they couldn't
find a suicide note.

Oh come on.

There's still something that
doesn't make sense to me.

Why would Alex include
you in her will?

To be honest, Naser,

the police around here
aren't the smartest.

I've dealt with them before.

They're simply not cut out for
suicide or fraud or murder.

Luckily, I've got
some good contacts

at Scotland Yard, you know?

They'll be able to shed
some light on the matter

and figure out what
really happened to Alex.

Perhaps I'll make a few calls.

What do you think?

Yeah, perhaps you
should, Mr. Nigel.

Don't leave like this.

A blackout?

Good thinking, 99.

Perhaps we should go check
everyone's all right.

Jane?

Better be worth it.

Are you coming?

Perhaps
it's the power line.

What was that?

It's nothing to worry
about, Mr. Nigel.

It's just the wind, see?

What the hell?

We found her like this.

Hello?

Hello, Miss Saul?

Hello, Miss Saul,
can you hear me?

Miss Saul, can you hear me?

You call an ambulance.

Get the blanket, we
need to cover her.

I can't find a signal.

Me neither.

Miss Saul?

Miss Saul!

The line is dead.

Let's just take it to the car.

Take her to the
hospital ourselves.

No, no, we could hurt
her if we move her.

She might die if we don't.

Okay, we use the
blanket as a stretcher.

Here, let me show you.

Open the car door.

It's locked.

Hold on, just
check her pockets.

I can't find her keys.

Take her.

We'll take my car.

Did you look properly?

We're running out
of time here, Jane.

We have to hurry.

- Come on.
- Get this thing going.

Okay.

Got it, got it, got it.

Don't do this to me now,
you rusty excuse of a car.

Oh for god's sake.

Turn that
bloody noise off!

That's it.

What do
you mean that's it?

Jesus christ, Jennifer,

your sister's wrecked
her bloody car.

I knew I should've driven.

Open the bonnet, please.

Where are you going?

Make sure you keep her head up.

What a fucking joke.

Don't leave

me with her.

You'll be fine, sis.

Probably the cooler,
perhaps the pistons.

Can you fix it?

No, Nigel the
piston's have seized.

English please.

My car's
fucked, all right,

the bloody car is fucked.

Nigel.

Calm down, no need
to yell like that.

Don't tell me what to do.

Guys?

It's my car, all right?

Jane, it's Saul, I
think she's dead.

What?

Miss Saul?

Miss Saul?

Hello Miss Saul?

Miss Saul, can you hear me?

Hello Miss Saul,
can you hear me?

She just stopped breathing.

Wait here.

We couldn't save her.

I saw something in
the woods, a shadow,

I think it was watching me.

Don't worry darling.

We have to go back
to the house now.

What about the dead
lawyer on my back seat?

What are you doing?

I'm locking the car.

We have to secure it.

Is that
your old Walkman?

Who's gonna steal
this old banger?

No offense.

Whatever. Can I
have my keys back?

Yes, but we have to go
back to the house now.

Please, come on,
let's hurry, come on.

I take it you
aren't expecting visitors?

What's he doing?

I have no idea.

Looks like this
isn't the first time

the lights have gone out.

Is it just me or is
Naser acting a bit weird?

Perhaps it's his PTSD.

PTSD?

Aunt Alex said it's
from his time in Syria.

So he's a nutter.

You're kidding, right?

Aunt Alex took
him in a year ago.

There were never any issues.

She really liked him.

Yeah, but why do we have
to deal with his problem?

We've got enough of our own.

So fucking hypocritical.

Janny, you've got to
admit it's all a bit odd.

Alex takes her own life

after adding a complete stranger
to her will and now Saul.

There's something going on here.

So you're saying that
Naser killed Alex

and somehow got away with it?

Look, you said it yourself,
he's acting weirdly.

All I'm saying is
we don't know him

yet he has the keys and he
knows his way around the house.

And he knows that there's
a shotgun in the cellar.

- He might snap and go for us.
- Jesus christ, seriously?

We shouldn't let our guard down.

That's all I'm saying.

Where is he anyway?

Naser?

Naser?

Stop shouting, please,
you'll wake the dead.

What are you doing?

The candles.

Stop that!

Naser!

See, he's violent.

Did you
get rough like that

with my aunt too?

I didn't do anything.

Tell that to my dead aunt.

Miss Alex took her own life.

Oh and how convenient that
she added you to the will

just before she kicked it.

Miss Alex took me in
when I had nowhere to go.

She was kind when
nobody else was.

She prepared me to
take care of this house

and she told me about the
curse and about the guardians.

Do you hear yourself?

The shadows that you
see, I see them too.

Ever since miss Alex has gone,

there's been something
out there in this forest.

It's them.

They're coming.

It's all in here.

Miss Alex told me all about it.

It's the guardians.

The dead are rising and
they are coming after us.

He's gone mad.

Give me your keys.

What?

We don't know what
he's capable of.

Jane, this isn't right.

Give him your keys.

On you go.

When the undead come
for you, you should run.

Did you see the
look in his eyes?

This isn't right.

You believe his story
of how Alex prepared him

to protect the house
of undead guardians?

It's a horror story
for children, Janny.

At least I'm not locking
people up on a hunch.

Undead, whatevers or not,

I wouldn't mind getting out
of here as soon as possible.

Why, are you scared?

Of course not.

But to be honest,

the only reason we're all
here is the will, isn't it?

The sooner we know what it says,

the sooner we can all
move on with our lives.

What do you suggest then?

Let's find out
what's in the will

and get the hell out of here.

Naser should be there too.

Screw that.

I prefer him locked up
in the drawing room.

Shouldn't we at least
go to the police

or get a lawyer before
we deal with the will?

Once the police and
lawyers are involved,

it'll take months.

Hand me your lighter, please.

Do you guys think
there was something going on

between Saul and Aunt Alex?

What difference does it make?

Jane, what is it?

What does it say then?

What was that?

Perhaps it was the
undead guardians.

Maybe we shouldn't answer.

You two really are a
match made in heaven.

Who is it?

Come on, let's
go, let's go, come on!

What was that?

A guardian, an undead.

That's impossible.

Don't worry,

I don't think they
can unlock doors.

How did you get out?

Spare set of keys.

Let's check on the others.

Miss Jennifer?

Mr. Nigel?

Naser?

Jane.

What happened?

Who was that maniac?

Saul.

She's alive?

I don't know.

She's dead, but... not.

But we locked
her in the car.

I saw her die, Naser.

Oh she died, but
then she rose again.

And now she hunts the living.

She tried to rip my throat out,

I can tell you that much.

And her touch was freezing.

There was something
uncanny about her.

If it hadn't have been for
him, she would've killed me.

So he killed her?

You cannot kill what
is already dead.

She is one of the guardians now.

The undead have risen

and they are coming after us.

It's all in here.

All I want is to
get out of here.

The only working car is locked

and we can't find Saul's keys.

That's her jacket.

What are you doing?

Got ya.

Good thinking, 99.

Be careful.

There might be more of
the undead out there.

See, there's nothing out here.

Come on, give them to him.

It's one of those bio thingies.

What?

Let me see.

Oh fuck.

Can we please keep quiet?

I don't want the
guardians to hear us.

We need Saul's fingerprint
to activate the car.

Why the long faces?

We only need Saul's finger.

Mr. Nigel, please whisper.

Oh just-

Please babe, we should
leave Saul alone,

she's too dangerous.

What do you suggest
we do darling?

What about granddad's motorbike?

We can't fit four grown
people on a motorbike.

We can try.

How do you even know
it's still working?

She's got a point, darling.

Anyway, Alex might've sold it.

It wouldn't hurt to look.

I know the bike you mean.

I moved it over
there to the garage.

There isn't a garage.

Miss Alex asked me to
set it up over there.

A garage?

It's called a garden.

Follow me.

What's all this?

They're waiting to be shipped.

Shipped where?

Home.

To Syria?

Yes.

Miss Alex said I could take
anything I want from the house

to help rebuild my country.

What is it?

I saw something by
the edge of the woods.

I'm not sure what it was.

We have to hurry, the
guardians are coming.

I've nearly finished fixing it.

It will need petrol though.

I can take a jerry can and
get petrol from Saul's car.

You'll need two
lengths of tubing

and something to seal the
mouth of the petrol tank.

What? I did a piece on
greening for my channel.

Here.

You'll need to be quiet.

Don't make a sound.

Don't use your light either.

They're drawn by the light.

You shouldn't go by yourself.

Please take Nigel with you.

What?

You didn't have to come with me.

It's not for your sake.

Do you always do
everything she says?

We're not that kind of couple.

What does that even mean?

You know what?

I don't want to know.

Fuck it's diesel.

So?

You can't put diesel in
a motor bike, it breaks.

I'll get petrol from my car.

Have you ever removed
petrol from a car before?

You've seen my car,
what do you think?

That you need a new car.

Yeah, I need new car, new
clothes and a new life.

And from my share
I can get all that.

That's why you're here?

Well, I know that's why
you and Jennifer are.

Where does this go?

Let me show you.

Come under the
tarpaulin with me.

I need you to hold
my lamp so I can see.

Were you in the army?

Why do you ask that?

How do you know so
much about engines?

I was a nurse.

But before the war,

I often watched my friend
Dapter, he was a mechanic.

He had very skilled hands.

Good, strong hands.

And he was smart,

one of the smartest
people I've ever known.

Was he a close friend?

Where is he now?

I don't know, home.

I left when the war
came, he stayed.

Please, can you
look in the back?

There should be more
of these in a box.

It says engine parts.

Please don't use the torch.

This place
is really creepy.

Yeah, well, there's a
reason for all the stories.

What stories?

There's a legend about
an old pagan curse

and spell or something.

It says that anyone
who lives on this land

becomes its servant

and anyone who dies here
becomes its guardian.

And when the land
is under siege,

you're doomed to rise
and fight the threat.

You certainly know how
to tell a good story,

the undead rising.

I just wonder what upset them.

Naser, why was Alex getting
rid of all her stuff?

Miss Alex was worried.

She thought she was
going to lose the house.

That's why she was trying to
sell everything she could.

Why would she lose the house?

There were letters.

Miss Alex was in trouble.

I'm just gonna go sit down.

- I feel a bit light headed.
- Of course.

Oh my God.

Nigel, what have you done?

[Nigel Let's get the petrol and
get back to the house.

Nigel, what are you doing?

Switch off the light.

Nigel, the light.

Did you hear that?

They're close.

I'm almost done.

Nigel!

Bloody coward.

What is it, Naser?

We're missing parts.

The bike, I can't fix it.

I read the letter.

Nigel!

They're out there, in the woods,

they attacked us.

They came out of nowhere.

Nigel, baby, slow
down. Where is Jane?

There was nothing I could do.

You left her behind?

They're everywhere.

Jane didn't want to
leave without the petrol.

I did everything I could.

They're coming.

We have to go help her.

That's suicide, Janny.

Nigel, you left her behind.

We have to go, over the wall.

Here, take this.

These will get you
through the back door.

Are you...?

I'll cover you.

Go!

Run, run!

They're coming!

Go, go!

No, no, no!

Some sacrifices have to be
made for the greater good.

No, no, no!

Ahhh! Allah!

Mr. Nigel!

Mr. Nigel!

No!

No!

The shotgun!

Jennifer, Nigel, is that you?

Jane!

I thought they got you.

It was close enough.

Where's Naser?

Close the damn door.

Jennifer, what happened?

He didn't make it.

Fuck, give me the keys.

The petrol, it's in
the great hall.

Jane, Naser couldn't
fix the bike.

So I risked my life for nothing?

Naser lost his life for nothing.

Not much we could've
done, they got him.

The same way they
got me, you mean?

I did what I had to.

And what was that exactly?

I ran to get the help.

You left me to die.

I warned the others, didn't I?

Yes.

Shh, come on, it's all
right darling.

Not for Naser it isn't.

You're such a hypocrite.

You didn't give
a damn about him.

I didn't leave anyone
to die though, did I?

We have to look after
ourselves first.

Janny, tell her.

Have it your way but
don't kid yourselves,

those undead, whatever
they are, they're out there

and if you want to survive,
you'll do what it takes.

Your sister is
ruining everything.

Jennifer, you do realize
she's fucking everything up?

I realize you are.

Where did you get that?

You knew it was a
rotten investment

that Alex made from the start.

It was high risk.
Your aunt knew that.

But she only did it
because you told her to.

Even if she lost
out, you would win,

the bank would win.

The banks always win, Jennifer.

But why, Nigel?

You knew she would do
everything to repay her debts

and keep the estate.

And you would get paid double?

It's just good business,
Janny, doubling the profits.

And who in their right
mind would pass on that?

Don't get me wrong, you
can profit from this too.

Hell even Jane
could have profited

if she had the sense
to play her part.

You've seen her moods,
how difficult she is.

It's not worth us trying to
come to an agreement with her.

We don't need her.

I'm sorry that came out wrong...

I get it, Nigel.

Nigel!

Get out of the way!

Nigel, the keys!

Would you
stop pacing please?

I don't understand how
you can just sit there.

They've got us trapped.

You're pacing won't help.

Neither does your nagging.

Whatever issues you two
have got going on right now,

this is not the
time or the place.

What's your plan anyway?

Wait till they lose interest?

You're angry with me
right now, I get it.

You may not want to hear this

but your sister won't
get us out of here.

We have to take matters
into our own hands

if we want to survive.

I'm so done with your bullshit.

My bullshit?

You always knew exactly
what was going on

and you never objected.

This is me objecting.

Jennifer.

Jane, I have to
tell you something.

What's this?

It's nothing,
Janny's just upset.

Jane, Alex was in
debt up to her ears

and Nigel and I knew.

For months she was selling
all of her belongings

just to pay back the
bank, Nigel's bank.

What did you do?

It wasn't me.

It was the bank.

And you didn't help her?

Neither did your sister.

Is that true?

It is.

I was wrong, I'm sorry.

Yeah well, he should
have known better.

So should I.

All I saw was the money.

You did too, we all did.

Naser was the only
one that didn't,

he just wanted a home.

Yeah and now he's dead.

We can't afford to
lose anyone else.

Jane, listen to me, he's
just a cog in the machine.

Peace?

Duly noted.

May I ask how you two geniuses
plan to get us out of here?

Our only vehicle is locked
and the phones are useless.

I've got an idea,

it's just not gonna be pretty.

Are you sure this
is the only way

to get Saul's fingerprints?

Well, we can't just
cut off a finger.

The scanner can detect
if there's no pulse.

How do you know if she
still even has a pulse?

I don't know,

it's just worth a try.

Remember no skin contact.

That's how they suck
the life out you.

Now we just need to
get her attention.

Come on, Janny, you
can do it, she's dead.

Janny, take her, take her.

Come on.

I'll do it, take over here.

Nigel.

He's leaving us behind.

Nigel, open the door!

We've got to go.

Shut up!

Come on.

Hold still, you
rotting piece of shit.

Come on.

Yes!

That was Aunt Alex.

Not anymore.

She's gone, Janny.

How do you feel?

Dizziness, sickness?

Just cold.

Bastard!

What is it?
Is someone coming?

Nigel, he's taken Saul's car.

I need to disinfect the wound.

You're as cold as ice.

What does that
fairy tale book say

about turning into one of them?

What are
you looking for?

Mom's secret stash.

You think now's the
time to get drunk?

Bingo.

Don't move.

How many shells
have you got left?

Two.

Fitting.

Knowledge is
power all right.

Ugh.

How did we end up here, Jane?

We were normal sisters
once, weren't we?

There was never anything
normal about us.

Do you remember when we
visited grand and grandad

and we ran away?

Yeah, we ended up in the
walled garden, didn't we?

I don't even know
why we did that.

I think you really loved
Huckleberry Finn at the time

and you thought it was
something the cool kids did.

I remember now.

And wasn't mum talking
to gran and granddad

and we were shuffling about
and packing our backpacks?

Then we wandered
off, had a picnic

and we were back by four.

Mom was so upset.

They made such a fuss.

A few minutes later, they
would've called the police.

That was the last time we
were all in this house.

A month later, granddad died.

And then gran and then...

Mom.

I remember her singing to me

when she'd put me to sleep.

♪ She wept, she toiled ♪

♪ Her youth had been spoiled ♪

I miss her.

♪ She'd had it all planned ♪

♪ Oh she'd done all the work ♪

I can't believe you kept this
old Walkman all these years.

Me neither.

Mom's songs helped me get
through some pretty rough times.

I'm sorry for the way
things happened, Jane.

It was dad's decision
to leave you behind.

'Cause I'm not his
flesh and blood?

But you've always been mine.

You could have said something.

I was a kid, Jane.

All I wanted was a sister
and mother and a home.

And all I gave you was anger.

Here's to family, however
screwed up they might be.

Ahh.

I've just had an idea
how we can get out of here.

Don't Janny.

No listen, the tandem.

What?

Our tandem, it's in
the walled garden,

I've seen it,

we can ride it out of here.

You want out-cycle a hoard

of blood-freezing undead

on a tandem?

Jennifer, it's all right,
it's not your fault.

We have to hurry.

No more fighting.

Live or die together, sister.

I love you.

I love you too.

Ready?

Ready.

They're catching
up, go faster.

I'm trying.

You've got to
pedal in sync with me.

Put on your Walkman.

I need a rhythm to cycle to.

It's working!

Do you see him anywhere?

Has he turned into one of them?

To my nieces, Jane
and Jennifer Dormant,

it is time for you to put
aside your differences.

After my passing,

you will be the sole
heirs to Hobbes House.

Whatever you do,

you must never sell the
property or the land.

The old stories about
the guardians are real.

They will come for you

and anyone who tries to
cause harm to the land.

Our family's legacy
now falls on you,

the protectors of Hobbes House.

Only unity will keep you safe.

Aunt Alex left us Hobbes House.

That means we're in debt.

Looks like it.

Jane, the banks,

they won't let us off
the hook that easily.

They'll do everything they
can to keep the property.

We can't let that happen.

We have to stick
together from now on.

We better make it count.