All language subtitles for Beneath.2007.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG

Why do we
celebrate them dying?

We'’re not celebrating.

We'’re honoring them.

It'’s our
responsibility.

I have something
for you. Here.

This is yours.

Well, Mom gave it to me
when I turned 14,

and now
I'’m giving it to you.

Let me have the keys!Yeah, right.

Oh, come on!
Dad let you drive
when you were my age.

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, yes!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[WHOOPING]

Vanessa! Get down!

You'’ll get us
in trouble!

Think about
your daughter.

You'’re an old
married lady,
don'’t forget.

Not so old.

Christy! Slow down!

Christy!

[CHRISTY SCREAMING]

Give me the wheel!
Christy!

No!

[SCREAMING]

Christy.

Vanessa.

I can'’t move my legs.

[SCREAMING]

Vanessa!

[SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING]

[SIREN BLARING PAST]

Hey, sunshine.

I think I'’m dying,
Joseph.

No. You'’re the one
that'’s living.

Death is always
hardest on the living.

[SOLEMN ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING]

JOSEPH: I thought for sure
she was going to pull through.

It'’s just not fair.

I know, Joseph.

[SCRAPING]

[SCRAPING]

[SCRAPING]

[SCREAMING]

She'’s still alive!

[CHRISTY SCREAMING]

What is it?
Please! Please!

Christy! Christy!

[GASPING]

John! She'’s still alive!

Oh, God.

CHRISTY: Dr. Perry, please, I really need this internship.

Look, you do
good work.

When you'’re here,
when you are on time,

when you'’re
under control,

which, as far as we'’re
concerned, isn'’t often enough.

We need someone
who can do the job.

You'’re a liability.

[PHONE RINGING]

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS] Christy.

This is John. John Locke.

I hope this is
the right Christy.

It was hard to
find this number.

I know it'’s been a long time, but I thought you should know.

Joseph, our caretaker,
has passed away.

Heart attack,
early this morning.

We'’re having
services Saturday.

I don'’t expect
you'’ll make it back,
and that'’s fine. Seriously.

He died peacefully,
from what we can tell.

Anyway, I hope
everything else is okay.

Mrs. Locke.

It'’s been a long time
since you graced us
with your presence.

You could'’ve
made time to visit.

Joseph missed you.

Christy?

Hi, John.

I didn'’t think
you would be here.

Neither did I.

Amy, this is
your aunt Christy.

Look at you.
You'’re huge.

How long
are you in town?

Um, I don'’t have
definite plans.

Well, hopefully
you'’ll have time to come up
to the house and visit.

[TOILET FLUSHING]

Christy?

[SQUEALING]

Hi!

My goodness!Debbie Houston! Wow!

I'’ve missed you
so much.

I sure wish you were
in town for longer.

Oh, listen.
Here'’s my number.

Give me a call
so we can catch up.

I hear. I promise.Okay.

You'’d better.

Hi, Auntie Christy.

Hi.

Call me Christy.

Aunt Christy sounds
so old and homely.

You look
like my mom.

What are you doing
back here
all by yourself?

Why did you go away?

I went to prep school.

Grandma says
you started
seeing things,

things that
weren'’t there,

but I think
Grandma'’s mean.

Are you coming back?

I don'’t know, Amy.

Something weird
happened to Joseph.

What do you mean?

Do you believe
in dark things?

Dark things?

Like monsters, ghosts.

Bad things.

Can you keep
a secret?

[WHISPERING]
Grownups make up
most of that stuff

just to scare
little kids.

A dark thing
killed Joseph.

It lives in my walls.
I hear it crying.

Did you tell your dad
about this?

He doesn'’t believe
in dark things.

Amy!

[REPRIMANDING
IN FRENCH]

Oui, Grand-maman.

Hi, John.
This is Christy.

I'’ve decided
to stay in town
for a couple of days

and I was wondering
if I could come out
to the house.

JOHN: I'’m sure Amy would like that.

I'’ll askMaman and see if she'’ll set another place

for you for dinner.

Thanks, Mr. Morris.

So how long
are you staying?

Um...

I don'’t know.
Couple of days, maybe.

I haven'’t been here
in so long,

I forgot how nice it is
to be back.

And your school
doesn'’t have
a problem with that?

No. I called them.
They said it should be fine.

You know,
I'’m pre-med now.

Hmm!

Are you still
practicing medicine?

Not for years.

I'’m a consultant
for pharmaceutical
companies.

Chicago and Denver
mostly.

I keep an office
in town.

This is home.

And the family
still has business
with the mine.

I thought it closed.

It'’s still closing.
It'’s not as easy
as you'’d think.

Safety regulations,
environmental hazards,

unlawful termination
suits.

You name it.
It never dies.

She eats by herself
in her room.

Grandma'’s a weirdo.Amy!

She is.

And she'’s
always speaking
in this stupid language.

Enough!

[SCREAMING]

[GASPING]

Excuse me.

Not here.

Not here.

Lose your way?

Mrs. Locke, you scared me.

Shouldn'’t you be
eating the meal
I prepared for you?

I got lost.

AMY: My dad got me
a digital camera
for my birthday.

I'’ve taken 928...

No, 929 pictures.

I take pictures
'’cause I can'’t draw,

but my dad says
my mom was good
at drawing.

Yeah, she taught me
how to draw.

Amy, viens ici.

One more minute,
Grandma?

[BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH]

Can I show you
the rest tomorrow?

Yeah.

You'’re gonna be
here, right?

Absolutely.

I wouldn'’t know
what to do
without Maman.

She runs this house
like a machine.
She always has.

You have a lot
of pictures.

Amy likes them.

She barely remembers
her mother.

Do you think
she'’s at peace?

"An honest life ends
in a peaceful death."

A proverb.

These are almost all
that'’s left of her.

The house looks
really different.

What happened
to the rehabilitation room
you built for Vanessa,

the one with the pool?

I tore it out.

It'’s a time
I'’d rather forget.

You remind me of her
when we first met.

How old
are you now?

20.

I can'’t believe
it'’s been that long.

You weren'’t much older than Amy
when we first met.

You know,
Amy'’s really upset
about Joseph'’s death.

He was her best friend.

She thinks
he was killed

by a ghost
or something.

She called it
a dark thing.

Dark thing?

She said
she hears it
in the walls.

Did she ever
mention pirates?

Pirates?

Her and Joseph used to pretend
the north wing was
overrun with pirates.

They would fight them off
all afternoon sometimes.

Sounds fun.

It was.

This will be
difficult for her.

So where
are you staying?

I assumed I was... Maman doesn'’t like guests.

I'’m not a guest.
I used to live here.

That was
a long time ago.

Amy?

Amy, I have
to go home now.

[CAMERA WHIRRING]

Auntie Christy?What the hell was that?

It'’s my camera.

I set it to go off
every half hour.

Why on earth
would you do that?

[WHISPERING]
I want a picture
of the dark thing.

This is from
two nights ago.

Here'’s the next.

And the next.

They'’re all the same.

Wait.

I didn'’t open it.

See? There'’s
nothing there.

What'’s wrong?

Nothing.

[HORN HONKING]

AMY: Please, don'’t go.

I'’m gonna be
back tomorrow, okay?
I promise.

Get some sleep, okay?

Hi, Debbie. It'’s Christy.

Yeah.

Kind of got
stuck here tonight.

That would be great.

Thank you.

[POUNDING]

Beer?No, thanks.

Pregnant?

No!

No, I'’m just taking
some medication.

Oh.

So you'’re not
dating anyone, then?

Mmm-mmm.

No, I'’m too busy,

and I'’m too young to have
a serious relationship,
you know?

No.

[LAUGHING]I'’m sorry.

That'’s okay.

Um, I guess not.

No, I'’ve just had
some trouble.

Hey, sweetheart.Hey!

I'’m telling Jeff
about your friend
who deep-fried her sister

and then went apeshit
at the funeral.

Turns out he was there
when they were pulling them
out of the car.

Guys! I'’d like you to meet
my good friend
from junior high.

Christy.

Wescot.

You probably
don'’t remember me.
I'’m Jeff.

Jeff Burdan.

Well, I'’m Randy.
I'’m an asshole

Mmm-hmm.

and possibly retarded,
so you can take your pick.

All of the above.

Let me show you
to your room.

[SIGHS]

[BREATHING SHAKILY]

[CAMERA WHIRRING]

[CHRISTY SCREAMING]

[CLOCK TICKING LOUDLY]

[STRUGGLING]

[SCREAMING]

Christy!

Jeff, what'’s
going on?

You got her?
You got her?I got her.

What do you need?Get the door!

Christy! Christy,
it'’s okay!

Christy, it'’s okay!

[CONTINUES SCREAMING]

Help me! Help me!

DEBBIE:
Oh, my God! Jeff!

[WHIMPERING]

JEFF: How long
were you outside?

I don'’t know.

We put you to bed
two hours ago.

Two hours?

Sometimes I black out.

This was on the bed
when we brought you
in here.

It was open.

My counselor
made me draw in here

after the accident.

Helped me deal with nightmares,
things I see.

Vanessa and I were
always really close.

We connected.

Then the crash.

Suddenly, she was screaming
in my head or I was in hers

or something.

For the next six months,
when they were treating her,

I couldn'’t disconnect.

The things that she
had to go through...

She couldn'’t speak,
but in her head,
she was constantly screaming.

Six months later,
she died.

It'’s the same nightmare
over and over.

Somebody'’s closing
my sister in a coffin,

but we'’re still alive,

clawing to get out.

An artist.

A shy one at that.

Hi, Dr. Cestia.

You look great,
Christy.

How can I be
of assistance?

Let'’s see.

Here we go.

Now, technically, only John
can access this file,

but you'’re family,

and I'’m happy to answer
any questions you might have.

Did you see Vanessa
between the accident
and when she died?

Yes, I was up
to the house
once or twice.

Mrs. Locke,
did she take
good care of her?

Oh, Mrs. Locke
was Mrs. Locke,

not the most
lovable person,
God rest her soul.

But as far as...Did you say "God rest her soul"?

No one told you?

Mrs. Locke
was found dead this morning.

Slipped in the shower,

fractured her skull.

I'’m sorry.

Dr. Cestia,
when someone dies,

what process do you go through
to confirm it?

Death is rarely
misdiagnosed, Christy.

But can it be? I mean,
is it possible that

somebody could be
pronounced dead
prematurely?

Christy, let Vanessa go.

I remember what happened
at the funeral home.
This whole town does.

Burying someone alive
can'’t happen,

even if they were
wrongly pronounced dead.

There'’s more than one test.
They need to be embalmed.
They need...

It'’s just
impossible.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Excuse me,
I need to take this.

I apologize.
I'’ll be right back.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yes.

[CHUCKLING]
Yeah.

Okay, at this...

Actually this is...
Yeah.

Okay.

Friday? Saturday?

Monday and
Thursday the 14th.

Yeah.

[CHUCKLING]
Yeah.

Hey, thanks a lot.
I appreciate it.

Yes, I'’ll talk
to you soon.

Okay.

Sorry about that.
I'’ve been waiting
for that call. The coroner.

Thank you so much
for all your time,
Dr. Cestia.

John and Amy
probably really need me
right now, so...

I'’m sure
they'’d like that.

Thanks.Say hello for me.

I will.

Hi, can you tell me
if a Claire Wells works here?

Wells? No, no one
by that name.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]Can I help you
with anything else?

Um...

No. No, thanks.

Christy. This is Jeff.
You got a second?

How did you get
this number?

I talked to John.
He asked me
to track you down.

I don'’t know
how to tell you this,

but last night,
there was an accident.

Mrs. Locke...Mrs. Locke died. I know.

I'’m waiting for a bus
to get to John'’s.

Wait there.
I'’ll give you a lift.

Something on your mind?

Do you know anybody
named Claire Wells?

Yeah, she used to work
at the hospital.

She moved back East
years ago. Why?

She was my sister'’s
rehab nurse.

When I was
in the facility,

she was living
at Vanessa'’s.

I never met her.

I checked Vanessa'’s
medical records.

One of the drugs
that they had her on,

if it was wrongly administered,
it could induce a coma.

Look, I know
we might not be
in a big city,

but our doctors
don'’t mistake comas
for death.

I never saw her
dead. I just

want some answers.

[CARTOON PLAYING ON TV]

[RINGING]

We'’re sorry.

The number you have dialed is not in service.

Please check the number...

My dad says
it was an accident,

but it was
the dark thing.
I know it.

So you ran all this
by your dad?

No.

Grandma said
Dad sent you away

because that'’s what he does
to little girls
who tell stories.

That'’s ridiculous.
Nobody'’s gonna
send you away.

What did you see
last night?

I heard it.
It was really noisy.

Grandma had the marks
of the dark thing
on her neck.

But you'’ve never
seen it.

No But it touches my cheek

and the back of my hair
when I'’m asleep.

I'’m too scared
to open my eyes.

Oh, I drew a picture
for you.

Amy?

Amy?

Amy!

Amy!

Amy!

Amy?

Amy?

Amy, what are you doing?

[SCREAMING]

[METAL SQUEALING]

Amy?

What happened
to the rehabilitation room
you built for Vanessa,

the one with the pool?

I tore it out.

It'’s a time
I'’d rather forget.

[CAMERA WHIRRING]

Amy!

[SIREN WAILING]

[MONITORS BEEPING]

Grandma had the marks
of the dark thing
on her neck.

Wait here.

Do not leave.

[WOMAN PAGING OVER PA]

We locked the doors
to the north wing
for a reason.

How is she?

She bumped her head
pretty hard.

It'’s difficult to tell
what the real damage is
without an MRI.

She'’s in and out
of consciousness.

John,
I'’m so sorry.

I went over to talk to you,
and you weren'’t there,

and so I just made
dinner for Amy

because she was
home all alone.She was alone?

I hired a sitter.
She was supposed
to be there by 10:00.

House was empty.

I can'’t do this
without Maman.

I'’m sorry.

You already said that!

About your mom.

She always made sure
the entrances were locked.

I never wanted Amy
to even know they existed.

What are they?
I'’ve never seen them
before.

The passageways
were designed for escape.

From what?

The mines.

I didn'’t know.

No one does.

Not anymore.

Amy had a kitchen knife
when I found her.

I think she went
into the walls
to find something.

My daughter has
some unique fears.

I'’d appreciate you
not fueling her obsession.

She thinks it'’s real.

She was playing
in the dark and fell.

Don'’t try to make
more of this.

I saw Vanessa'’s
rehabilitation room.

I thought you said
you tore it out.

I tore it out.
I closed it off.

I'’ve moved on.
You should do the same.

I don'’t know what you'’re
trying to get out of this,

where you'’re going with this,

but it'’s not gonna
bring back Vanessa.

I walked away
from it, John.

She died
and I walked away.

I thought that if anybody
would understand that,
it would be you.

I understand.

Guilt is good.

It'’s the price we pay
for an honest soul.

I have to go back
and see about Amy.

[SOLEMN ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING]

[BELL TOLLING]

Do you need
directions
to the cemetery?

No, thanks.
I know the way.

WOMAN: You want
Vanessa Locke'’s file?

I'’m sorry. I wish
I could help,

but we can'’t give out
personal...

You'’re her sister.

The director'’s not here,
and I don'’t have access.

Look, nobody
would have to know.

I can just...I, uh,

have a form
that you can fill out.

You can request
the information.

[EXHALING]

[LATCH CLICKING]

Did you know
Vanessa'’s body
wasn'’t embalmed?

That'’s pretty
strange, right?

Strange isn'’t a crime.

What did I tell you
about poking your nose
in too many places?

People talk.

Doesn'’t make any sense.

[SIGHS]

Look, I can get
Claire Wells'’ number.

She'’ll put your mind at rest,
keep you out of everyone'’s hair.

I already found it,

but it'’s been
disconnected.

Do you know if she has
any other family in town?

No. Claire'’s mom
died a few years ago.

Her dad lives on site
up at the old mine.

He used to be a foreman.
Now he'’s just
mainly security.

It'’s dangerous up there.

[STEAM WHISTLE BLARING]

Mr. Wells?

Hello?

MAN: Hello!

What the hell
do you think
you'’re doing?

Get the hell
out of my house!

You'’re trespassing here!I'’m looking for Claire Wells.

I have some
questions for her.

Claire'’s not here.

Do you know
when she'’ll be back?

I haven'’t spoken
to my daughter
in six years,

Miss Wescot.

[COCKS SHOTGUN]How...

I never forget a face,

or your performance
at your sister'’s funeral.

You came here
for a reason?

I had some questions
about Vanessa'’s death,

I thought that Claire
might have some answers.

Worst thing she ever did
was get mixed up
with your family.

What do you mean?

John!

All of them,
even before.

They'’re no good.
They'’re not good people.

They ruined my family,
closing down this mine,

trying to save
their asses.

And they thought
Claire was trash.

I don'’t know
what went on down there,

and it'’s not my place
to speculate.

Damn birds!
Shit everywhere!

Can you tell me
where Claire lives?

Maine.

I got her address,
too. Portland.

Got it from
the post office.

She never writes back.

Her business
she doesn'’t want
to talk to me.

She turned her back
on us.

My wife...

Get the hell
out of here.

I'’m sorry. Excuse me.

Did Amy Locke move rooms?Dr. Locke took her home.

He'’ll be providing
her primary care.

[KNOCKING]

[FIRE CRACKLING]

John!

[SIGHS]

I came to check
on Amy.

She'’s back at the house.

I have everything
under control.

I ran into
Mr. Wells today,

Claire Wells'’ dad.

Claire Wells. That'’s a name
I haven'’t heard in a while.

You never talked
about her.

Why would I?
It'’s all past.

Claire was Vanessa'’s
personal nurse,

not like it did
any good.

There was never
much hope.

Claire was in charge
of her medication?

Yes.

I was still working
at the hospital.

Claire did everything.

I drew this when I was
in the facility,

a dream I had
after the accident.

That'’s Claire, right?

I'’d never seen her before,
but that'’s her, isn'’t it?

What the hell is this?Things I'’ve dreamt.

You were here. You met Claire.

Your brain'’s helping you,
blocking stuff out.

Vanessa'’s body
wasn'’t embalmed.
Do you remember why?

People are embalmed
to preserve their bodies.

There wasn'’t anything
I wanted to preserve.

What the hell
are you trying
to figure out?

I need a better understanding
of what happened to Vanessa.

What?

I think that Claire might
have over-drugged Vanessa

to kill her.

You'’re crazy.

You'’re still crazy.

John, it adds up.
I mean, the drug she was on,

her body wasn'’t embalmed,

my visions.Your visions?

Premonitions
or something.

I don'’t know, but I can tell you
how your mom died.

I can tell you exactly
what room you found Joseph in.

I even saw Amy
get hurt.

All of the people
that were close to Vanessa

are either dead or in danger,

and it has to have something
to do with her burial.

What are you
talking about?

It didn'’t work.

The drugs
didn'’t kill her.

When she was buried, I think
that she was still alive.

You really have
no idea.

She fought harder
than anyone I'’ve ever seen
to recover.

Then, one day,
it was like
a light went out,

and I knew our Vanessa
would never be back.

People wanted me
to pull the plug,

the plug on my wife!

A couple of weeks later,
she died peacefully
in her sleep.

I was there, Christy.

You weren'’t.

Was Claire there?

I want you to leave.

Not just the house.
I want you out
of Edgemont.

I tried
to get it fixed.

I'’ll get you a new one
as soon as you'’re better.

I promise.

An even better one.
I'’ll send it to you.

[DOOR CREAKING]

[PATTERING]

[GASPS]

[SNARLING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[DISTANT SCREAMING]

John, help!

[DISTANT SOBBING]

[SCREAMING]

John!

[SCREAMING]

[GASPING]

John!

John.

Christy? What happened?

I don'’t know.

Someone came up
from behind.

I heard them.
I was coming
to find you, and...

You blacked out?

You got a seizure?

I heard somebody
in the walls.

I think there'’s somebody here.

Do you remember this?

When you blacked out,
did you see this?

No.

I had the alarm on.

You and I
were the only ones
in the house.

Now, please, get out
of my house.

John,
there'’s somebody else
in the house.

Christy, I asked you
to leave.

[EXHALES]

[CRASHING]

Claire?

Claire Wells?

Hi.Amy,

what are you
doing in here?

Who'’s Claire?How did you get in here?

You'’re all wet.

I followed it.

I tried to kill it.

I won'’t let it
kill my daddy.

[CAR DOOR SLAMS]

Jeff! Thank God
you'’re here. There'’s
somebody in the house.

What are you doing
with Amy?She got in the boathouse.

I don'’t know how,
but she did.

You have to come
with me.

You have to
search the house.

Get in the car.

[SIGHS IN
FRUSTRATION]

[WHISPERING]
What'’s going on?

John called us,
says you attacked him.

He'’s saying
you took Amy.

This is a misunderstanding.
I didn'’t hurt anybody.

We'’re gonna
have to ask you
some questions, okay?

I'’m gonna have
to take your bag.

[DOOR SLAMS]

Now, John says he was
attacked in his house.

He didn'’t see who it was,

but we know that you and Amy
were the only ones in there.

We weren'’t
the only ones there.

Who else was there?I saw someone.

Well, John
didn'’t mention seeing
anyone else in the house.

Do I look strong enough
to attack John Locke
and knock him unconscious?

He was unconscious?

I gotta say, there'’s some
interesting art in here.

You want to
explain these?

They'’re just sketches.
I didn'’t hurt anybody.

That'’s Claire Wells.

How the hell do you know
what she looks like?

See what you can find
on Claire Wells.

Where'’s he going?

Christy, I don'’t want
to arrest you,

but you have got
to help us out.

I thought
I could trust you.

I'’m giving you
a chance.

That'’s more than
anyone else in this town

is gonna give you.

It'’s a love letter
from John to Claire.

I found it hidden
in the boathouse.

They wanted Vanessa
to die.

Jeff, I know
it sounds crazy,

but I think
Claire'’s back.

I saw her tonight.

You need
to search the house.

John wouldn'’t let us
in the house.

Of course he wouldn'’t.
He'’s hiding something.

He was having an affair
with Claire Wells,
and he lied about it.

I'’d say
that'’s pretty common
among cheating husbands.

Claire hasn'’t been
in Edgemont in...

Six years!
Not since Vanessa died.

She didn'’t even go
to Vanessa'’s funeral.

Look, I don'’t see
how any of this...

John and Claire
were having an affair.

Claire overdosed Vanessa
on pain medication
to kill her.

Maybe John knew about it.

Maybe he even asked her
to do it.

There'’s no way
to prove this.

Yes, there is.

With the kind
of decomposition
we'’ll be looking at,

we'’ll be lucky to
find any tissue,

let alone run an entire
toxicology test.

That won'’t be
necessary.

The coffin will be

clawed and scratched,
the wood torn to shreds.

Her fingernails will be

shattered and broken.

I know this.

JEFF: Who else saw Vanessa'’s
body before it was buried?

No one.Christy, please.

There was
a physician in attendance
at the time of death.

But by law,
we had no cause
to be there.

Closed casket,
no embalming.

As an outpatient death,

I would'’ve been
the first doctor

to see the body besides John,
but I didn'’t.

I didn'’t because...CHRISTY: Because John Locke
pronounced her dead.

Who got her medicine?

Who was in charge
of her medical care,
her records, her treatment?

Claire.
Claire and John.

They were in charge
of it all.

Look, I know
what'’s in that coffin.

My sister wasn'’t dead.

Because of what, Christy,
your hallucinations,
your drawings?

Everyone in this room
knows your history.

I'’m not making this up.

You'’re on
antidepressant medication

for a borderline
personality disorder.

I talked to USC.

You were fired
from your last job

because of
behavioral problems.

You haven'’t gotten
over the accident.

Now, this is Dr. John Locke
we are talking about,

and I'’m not going to be
a part of it.

I just got
off the phone
with John.

Now, I'’ve convinced him
not to press charges,

on the condition you leave town.Don'’t do this.

I'’m not making it up. You know
John'’s hiding something.

If you'’re not gone
by morning, deal'’s off.
Simple as that.

I will arrest you.

I know
you believe me.

I believe
I'’m doing you a favor
that I shouldn'’t.

Don'’t make me
change my mind.

I wish I had died
with her.

Christy, you'’re alive.

Vanessa'’s at peace.
She'’d want you
to move on.

Please, just
leave me alone.

Please, just
for a few minutes.

Okay.

[POUNDING]

[GASPING SHALLOWLY]

John!

I'’ll check on you
in a little bit, okay?

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

[GASPING NERVOUSLY]

Why are you here?

I came
to apologize to you.

I was wrong.

I mean,
so much of it
was all in my head.

I convinced myself
of so much.

I mean,
I know you were having
an affair with Claire Wells,

and I know
that it was none
of my business.

What are you
talking about?

I found the letter
in the boathouse
from Claire.

Just leave us alone.

I'’m leaving!

But there'’s something
I have to tell you.

I did something.

What did you do?

You have to understand,
I was positive.

I'’m so sorry.

What did you do?

I opened her coffin.

I had to see her.

I'’m sorry.

Hello? Christy.

Jeff, I can explain.

No, listen, I'’m at the cemetery.

The body is not Vanessa.

The corpse is perfect.

There'’s no signs of surgery, no metal pins,

no bone trauma, nothing.

I'’m at John'’s right now.
Can you...

Get out of there.

I'’ll try and do that.

Christy,

what have you done?

What did you do
with the body?

Stop!

[EXCLAIMS]

Let me go!

[LOCK CLICKS]

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

[SPLINTERING]

[SCREAMING]

It was Claire,
wasn'’t it?

You put Claire
in Vanessa'’s grave.

She was dead.

What did you do
to my sister?

I loved your sister.

Where'’s her body?

You killed them both.

Oh, no, our Vanessa
died in that crash.

[BELLOWING]

Bastard!

I loved your sister.

I'’d do anything
for her.

[SCREAMS]

I'’d do anything
for her.

I'’d do anything
for her.

I loved your sister.

I'’d do anything
for her.

Don'’t you understand?

There was never
much hope.

[SHELL CLATTERING]

[DISTANT SOBBING]

Amy?

Is that you?

[CRUNCHING]

Amy?

[SHRIEKING]

[HISSES]
[SCREAMS]

[GASPING]

[YELPS]

[HISSING]

[SNARLING]

Do you remember this?

It'’s gonna be
okay, Vanessa.

I'’m gonna take care
of you.

[GASPS]

Christy,
did it hurt you?

I killed it.

I killed the monster.

Yes,

you did it.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING
OVER POLICE RADIO]