All language subtitles for The.Believer

[gentle mysterious music]

[haunting piano music]

[Lucas] We tried
until we found it cruel.

We tried until we find it cruel.

We tried until we--

[Violet] Hey. Come back.

No, I'm totally here,
I'm just,

you ever get something stuck
in your head, but it's blocked?

Where you can feel it,
but you can't rationalize

how it's in your head
in the first place?

So no, my mind wasn't wandering.

I actually heard every word
you said in your little rant.

I was just thinking
of that lullaby.

Tried until we find it cruel.

And though you make a good case

against moderate
centrist liberalism,

The fact that you can
chop off the moral feet

of the left wing
doesn't thereby mean

you've solidified the rank.

You lost me.

[classic jazz music]

Why are they
calling themselves

the party of family values?

I'm saying they don't
care about half the people

in the equation,
which they are saying.

They're saying God doesn't
care about half the people

in the equation.

As if God's not gonna
provide compassion

to those who deserve it.

Well, who says that
everyone deserves compassion?

I think the mistake
people make is to think

that everyone
deserves compassion.

As if there are no consequences.

But if I'm the creator
and I made you,

I'm gonna automatically
care about you

because I made you.

You make a batch of muffins.

You like every muffin you make?
Ever made a bad muffin?

You're really comparing
the human race to a bakery,

are you?

I don't like how
our political divide

seems to bleed into
our dinner table.

Wow, really?

[Violet] What?

You just pulled away, twice.

No, I didn't.

[Lucas] You'd crucify me
if I did that, just saying.

It's not true.

Why are we always fighting?

[Violet] We're not.

- Yes.
- Not always.

[Lucas] Ever since the thing.

Don't say that.

Ever since the thing?

Can we just be nice to
each other for an evening?

Yeah.

Good.

That's exactly my--

'Cause I don't like
all this back and forth.

Great.

So?

Will you?

Will I?

[sighs] Stop fighting?

Oh my God. I'm not
the one who's fighting.

You're, you're fighting. I'm
saying we need to calm down--

Luke.

When you say that I
need to stop fighting

like I'm the sole perpetrator,

it's like you're dumping
all this shit on me.

Why are you so closed minded?

I'm saying that you need
to take responsibility,

that we need to stay grounded.

Don't go there.

Why?

At the end of the day,
current events aside,

abstract rhetoric aside, that's
what I'm wanting to know,

why you did what
you did last month.

[glass shatters]

[deep suspenseful music]

[stopwatch ticking rapidly]

[Dr. Benedict] And this
is a recurring problem?

Recurring?

It's to the point where
I can't even remember

what normal looked like.

Can't remember if we
ever had a normal.

It's like she's been insane
since the dawn of man.

When's the last time
you told her

that you'd like the two of
you to express more love?

I know, I get that you're
telling me not to point fingers,

that I should be
more self-reflecting,

and there's two
sides to every story.

Done.

That I'm projecting childhood
trauma or abandonment issues

and a self-fulfilling
prophecy of shame.

I'm not here to be that voice.

I'm here to tell you
genuinely, yes, it hurts.

Isolation hurts.

When she crawls into
bed, stays on her side.

When she doesn't laugh
at your cute jokes.

She doesn't use
kind words, yeah.

And I'm still unemployed.

Not the sexiest thing
to whisper to a woman.

Two minutes, 14 seconds.

But when you emerge
into this world

as a human being, you get
issued a set of problems.

Now, to deny those problems
is to deny your essence.

I'm not here to tell you
you're weak for wanting love.

I'm here to tell ya
that you're human.

So you'll do it? You'll
prescribe hypnosis?

No. What I'm saying is that--

Two minutes, 14 seconds
means I'm continuing

to lose cognitive
function and aphasia,

and I'm weak, I'm so weak.

You literally know more
psychological terms

- than I do.
- Women are attracted

to robust men, yet I'm
about to suffocate her.

My endocrine system
and skeletal structure

are continuing to show
quantifiable regression,

- and there's this.
- It's a maze.

- It's just a maze.
- It's not just a maze.

No, it is literally a maze.

[slow somber music]

It is not proof of
psychological decay.

[tense somber music]

Look, Lucas.

What makes you think
we're not in the midst

of hypnosis right now?

Um, we're, we're not,
but that's my point.

Your brain, by your own
admission, is so scrambled

you can't keep track
of what's what.

And that's fine in the safety
of an office, but at home,

alone with a woman who
you think has wronged you.

She didn't wrong me.

I'm about to suffocate her.

It's not the first time
you brought that up.

[slow somber music]

Hm.

Yeah, it's a medical condition,

but it's not like
polio or cancer.

Can they even ask that though?

Isn't that against employment
law or California law?

Yeah, I was down for a couple
of weeks feeling feeble

but I'm a whole lot better
now, high energy even.

It's a medical condition,

but it's not like
medical, medical as in.

Uh-huh.

No, no no no no.

It's, it's nothing like that.

Mentally, I'm alert.

It's just physically I'm not
gonna be an inside linebacker

anytime soon.

Right.

Listen, thanks.

I'll send you my updated resume

and if anything's to
come up then you, uh-huh.

Yeah, just keep me
in the rotation.

Thanks.

[pen swishing eerily]

[slow eerie music]

[phone key beeps]

[slow eerie music]

[pen swishing eerily]

[slow tense music]

[vacuum whirring]

[Violet speaks muffled]

What?

[vacuum clicks off]

What?

I don't think
you're being safe.

Not safe. Okay.

It's a book.

About angels and
demons here on Earth.

Fighting.

And?

And I'm not
thrilled to see this.

What, that I've taken the time

to find a credible reference?

That you're still
living in denial.

My eyes are open.

Great.

Are yours? Are your eyes open?

Credible reference, this?

There are testimonials,
documentaries, citation.

Okay. I need to make
something very clear to you--

You don't believe in hope?

Not in the way
that you frame it.

I've firmly regarded, and
please listen carefully,

'cause I'm gonna say this
over and over until I puke.

I firmly regard what
you did last month

as your own conscious
and selfish choice.

I'm offering you
profound wisdom.

It was your own
choice, Violet.

You said that already.

Not a demon, or a demon's
manipulation of you.

Fine.

So when you come at
me with these allegories

and these schoolyard fables,
I just want you to know

that I'm over here, cringing.

Cringing at the disrespect
that's being shown

to the institution
of logic itself.

As if logic is a sacred shrine,

and you're desecrating
that shrine.

Logic is not a shrine.

Logic isn't the
enemy of faith.

Logic can be its bodyguard.

You took the
heart out of faith.

You took the life
out of our child.

No, I didn't.

Lucas, I moved him
in another direction.

I used ideals beyond mankind's
common understanding.

Can you not dwell on something

you're not willing
to study objectively.

There was a life here.

Don't touch me.

[Lucas] And now
that life is gone.

It's not in my womb,
but that doesn't mean

it ceased to exist.

You didn't even tell me

that you were thinking
of doing this.

That was our child, ours.

I told you exactly
what you needed to know.

You just didn't listen.

[book thuds]

[deep spooky music]

Hi, my name's Lucas McDuff,
I'm a sales representative

with Fife Nuclear Tech.

How are you today?

Great.

Well, I'm calling to tell you

about our bulk discount program.

If you have two minutes,

I'd love to tell you how you
can save 15% on your next bill.

Uh-huh.

Yeah. Totally makes sense.

How 'bout I put
you down for two.

[phone beeps]

[phone keys beeping]

Hi, my name's Lucas McDuff
with Fife Nuclear Tech.

How are you?

Great.

I'm calling to tell you about
our bulk discount program.

No. No no no,
I'm not a telemarketer.

I'm in nuclear
shielding material.

[pages crackling]
[deep haunting music]

Yes. Yes, I was laid off.

But for medical
reasons, medical leave.

Well perhaps I can put
you down for two...

[slow somber music]
[pen scratching]

[music intensifies]

[water splattering]

[distant booming]

What the fuck is that?

[crutches clattering]

[eerie swishing]

[ghostly whisperings]

[object bangs]

[woman singing muffled]

[eerie music]

[woman singing gently]

[scary banging]

[scary banging]

[banging and creaking]

[woman singing gently]

[soft tense music]

[door handle clicks]

[Lucas' footsteps clicking]

[window shutter bangs]

[ghostly whisperings]

[scary banging]
[Violet gasps]

[Violet laughs]

[Lucas laughs]

Jesus.

You weren't supposed
to find that yet.

Find?

That. It was on top of this.

Dear Lucas?

Did you write me a love
letter on our first date?

Try to get me into bed?
It's the right rose--

Symbolizes purity.

Virginal purity.

Uh, you supply
the virginal part.

Am I supposed to read
this before sex or during?

Wow, there's literary
quotes in this thing.

Yeah, sorry.
Kind of prehistoric.

Hey, no no no no.

Listen.

You're unlike any other
woman on this planet.

That's what I love
about you. No facade.

Just unadulterated words
of seductive truth.

By the way, this is
not our first date.

We've had brunch twice.

I'm serious.

You're unreal.

Your passion for
virtue is killer.

[soft haunting music]

[pen scratching rapidly]

Done.

[stopwatch ticking]

[sighs] Five minutes,
18 seconds.

[Dr. Benedict] You
gotta clear your head.

For this to work, you
gotta be completely honest

about where you're at.

Okay. Where am I at?

Well, as of today,
you're increasingly unsure

of the events in your life.

You think you're deteriorating.

Sometimes crutches,
sometimes not.

You see Violet as grieving
the loss of a child.

And your only happy memory is
finding an old love letter.

So you're up against
a fanatic of a woman

who is no longer warm to you.

And you think she
might hurt you.

And you're wondering how
much of this is in your head.

So, what we're gonna have
to do is chase the dark.

[slow tense music]

[music intensifies]

[Lucas gasps]

[Lucas winces]

[package crackling]

[tense scary music]

I can show you how to
master your body and flesh.

If only you'd let me in.

I have faith, Violet.

Just because I don't subscribe
to your specific definition

of spirituality, doesn't mean--

- Don't say that word.
- That I'm not devout.

- You don't get it.
- Pious.

- The command you seek--
- Spirituality is a word

people use when they're
cheating on faith.

Wow.

It's not a cafeteria, babe.

You can't walk in, choose
some entrees and leave others.

You accept the entirety
of the scripture.

Semantics.

You wanna believe that
you empower your intellect,

but what you're really doing
is you're showing your weakness

before the divinity.

Takes strength to question.

It takes more
strength to commit.

Walk away. That's what he does.

You know, I thought I heard
something the other day.

And I half believed it
until I reminded myself

what you're capable of.

Singing.

Singing?

Coming from the
vent in the bedroom.

So you must've been
singing it downstairs

near one of the vents,

But the acoustics make it
pervasive from up here.

The mantra, nicely done.

I told you about it,
Tuesday night.

The lullaby that I
heard when I was a kid.

Find it cruel. You sang that--

It wasn't me.

Fuck you.

Luke?

Hey.

Look, tonight why, why
don't I dress up a bit?

What, are you in?

No, but, maybe I could be?

I don't know.

Sorry I've been so icy
lately. It's not fair to you.

I'm gonna take an early bath.

[slow haunting music]

[match sizzles]

[Lucas blows]

[footsteps approaching]

Holy.

[Lucas chuckles]

Um.

Uh, do you want me to
walk around or something?

Um.

Maybe we can work up that.

I don't know. Maybe if
we had a little music.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

♪ When I first met

- [Lucas] Horrendous.

[upbeat music]

Maybe something a
little more dancey.

♪ Let's carry on

♪ No reasons to stop, right

♪ I wouldn't do it on my own

♪ I came to my head

♪ Still trying to build,
and trying to be ♪

I'm a terrible dancer.

No, no, it's really hot.

- Okay.
- Really hot.

♪ When we

[relaxed pop music]

Yeah.

No touching.

Right.

This is good, yeah?

Yeah.

Whoa. Sorry.

Be careful.

I'm trying.

[relaxed pop music]

[tense scary music]

[music intensifies]

[foot knocks]
No!

[dramatic bang]

[pop music distantly]
[deep scary music]

[radio clicks off]

[tense scary music]

[Lucas groaning]

My bad.

[tense music]

[Lucas groans]

Is it bad?

No.

Which foot is it?

Is it bad?

Just gonna move it a little.

Wait. Why, why, what's up?

Wait. Shouldn't I see a doctor?

No. They don't understand you.

- On three.
- Wait.

- Two.
- Wait, shouldn't I?

One.

[foot cracking]
[Lucas yelling in pain]

[haunting music]

[covers rustling]

[water splattering]

[tense eerie music]

[music intensifies]

[water splattering]
[soft haunting music]

[scary bang]

[water dribbling]

[haunting music]

It's not cute.

It's not cute, fun,
and plus it's dirty.

I'm sorry, I don't
know what you're...

That mask?

I'm open.

I've made myself open to a
nice healthy conversation

about this, I really have.

I've even tested the limits
of good sportsmanship.

Sorry, I, I don't know what--

I don't give a shit
that you believe in things

- that are different than me--
- What are you talking about?

But when you start
messing with scary masks,

weird-ass fucking masks--

- What happened?
- That's when I have

to tell you to stop.

Did something bring
that mask to you?

That's wonderful.

No more games, Violet.

Masks are childlike, innocent.

A spirit can be confused
and a mask allows them

to roam free anonymously.

Are you seriously
gonna deny this?

I don't like it when you
come from a place of anger.

Oh, god.

It's a resentment
from your past.

I don't know, maybe
'cause you were adopted.

You know what? I need a break.

What does that mean?

Means I'm letting
you push too hard.

Where are you going?

[Lucas] Out. Couple days
of fresh air, I don't know.

- Starting to--
- No.

[Violet's footsteps clomping]

[door bangs shut]

[pounding at door]

Open it.

[pounding at door]

Unlock it!

[pounds at door]

So fucking weird.

[Violet] Open the door.

Did it ever occur to
you that little life

growing inside you
was the first time

I ever felt a sense of mission?

[pounding at door]

To love, to care for.

Did it ever occur to you
that raising a family

is all I had left?

I suck at jobs. Suck at health.

Certainly suck at romance.

Maybe the only thing I didn't
suck at was being a father.

Did that ever fucking
occur to you?

Did it?
[glass shatters]

Violet?

[slow haunting music]
[door bangs]

[ominous music]

Oh my god, Violet.

[glass clinking]

Hey hey, hey hey. Hey.

[slow haunting music]

I'm not mad.

I'm not anything.

I'm just concerned.

[projector clicks on]

[Dr. Benedict] There's
something you're afraid of

that you're not telling me,

'cause you're not
telling yourself.

Your defense mechanisms
are locking it up.

So, let's take those
defenses down, shall we?

You think we have a woman
who's lost touch with reality,

on the brink of self-mutilation.

I think you're not seeing
reality for what it is.

Now, each color triggers
a different region

of the visual cortex, which
facilitates a different way

of accessing memory.

Now, I'd like you to concentrate
on finishing the statement,

"What I refuse to see is,"
as we change the color.

You ready?

Begin.

[slow haunting music]

What I refuse to see is.

[projector clicks]

What I refuse to see is.

[projector clicks]

What I refuse to see is.

[projector clicks]

What I refuse to see is.

[projector clicks]

What I refuse to see is.

[projector clicks]

What I refuse to see is,
it's not really.

What I refuse to see is.

[projector clicks]
What I refuse to see is.

What I refuse to see is.
[projector clicks]

What I refuse to see is.

[projector clicks]

[ominous music]

- Go back to red.
- Can we go back to red?

I saw a tool.

There is no red.

In the red light,
a shadow of a tool.

There is no red.

[Lucas] Yes there was.
Can we just go back to red?

[Dr. Benedict]
Who has the tool?

I saw a man.

From where?

I don't.

[deep scary music]

It's not just an illu--

[man yells]

[tool swishing dramatically]

[Lucas gasping]
[scary music]

[Lucas breathing heavily]

That's it. Slow, slow slow.

[Lucas breathing heavily]

[gentle haunting music]

I'm sorry.

This isn't about ghosts.

Ghosts aren't real.

This is about something
more powerful.

Okay, then what?

Incarnate.

Possession?

Are you willing to discuss it?

I officially believe that
you believe what you're saying.

I think it's important
that you know

that I'm finally seeing you

for what's going on with you,
up here.

You say you don't remember
the nursery or the,

the singing, or the mask.

If your conscious self
doesn't remember then--

I remember my day.

I don't have lapses.

This is about an incarnation
of the flesh on a blank memory.

You're saying
you were possessed.

I guess I'm saying, I
believe that you think that.

Me?

I'm willing to see it
from that perspective,

that you think you
were possessed.

No no no.

No, you.

You were possessed.

Didn't you feel it?

[tense music]

Hi Marjorie, this
is Lucas McDuff

with Fife Nuclear
Installation, how are you?

Hi, this is Lucas.

Hi, this is Lucas McDuff
with, no.

[gentle haunting music]

I will go fuck myself.
Thank you.

[Dr. Benedict] Do demons exist?

The deprivation of serotonin
in the cerebral cortex

clouds judgment in highly
distressful situations.

That is a demon.

It's not that religion
is an unfortunate

by-product of the mind.

Religion is a,
is a necessary one.

Without a
disassociation from our

chemically inevitable
sense of doom,

none of our cortex
activities tolerable, yes?

[Woman In Audience] So
you're saying God is--

The only way a human brain
can stomach itself? Yes.

We have a dark side.

You do. I do.

Sometimes I wanna drive my
car into a random pedestrian.

But I don't.

Sometimes I enjoy reading
news articles about shootings.

I have thoughts about
killing someone.

But I don't.
[bird squawking]

Sometimes I enjoy a novel
about nuclear destruction.

Yet, I've not ever
been in a fist fight.

If we wanna defeat the
demon inside of us,

we can not pretend
it does not exist.

[wings fluttering]
[object thuds]

[shutter creaks]

[repetitive knocking on wood]

[door handle jiggling]

[Violet] What are you doing?

I thought I heard something.

No, it's locked.

[door handle jiggling]

Hey.

I heard something. Listen.

There's nothing down there.

Like a constant knocking,
like a feed.

No.

Listen.

[door handle jiggling]

Why is this locked again?

The stairs are steep.

Yeah, but why
are we locking it?

It's not like I'm gonna
accidentally open it

and fall down the steps.

You wanted to be
safe while on crutches.

No, you did.

The key's just right up here.

- No.
- Jesus.

Well you can't
just break a rule.

It's not a fucking rule.

The door's locked, it's
not permanently locked.

You locked it a
month ago when you...

[tense haunting music]

What happened in the basement?

What?

Did you do it there?

Do what?

The unthinkable.

No.

A month ago.
You know, 37 days ago.

I was on the Arizona trip.

It was April,
which mean I had the car.

Since you don't
have any friends,

you wouldn't be able to
leave the house, not alone.

You wouldn't leave.

What are you saying?

I'm saying you did it
in the basement, Violet.

No.

Are you better now?

What?

Are you better now?
Are you healthy?

Because I'm leaving.

Where? To Lake Tahoe?

For the night?

- Move.
- No.

I'm leaving this house,
this fucked up reality, okay?

For good.

- No.
- Move.

No.

I don't care if you start
cutting yourself, okay?

That's your choice,
but I'm done--

- No.
- For good.

[Violet groaning]

I'll call the cops.

I'll call the cops and tell
'em that you beat on me.

[Violet groaning]

[Violet breathing heavily]

[scary music]

[Violet yells]

Hey!

[Violet breathing heavily]

Hey, no no no. Wait wait wait.

Baby, baby, that's dangerous.

That changes everything.

[Violet] You leaving
changed everything.

I didn't leave.

You're trying.

Put the bleach down.

Repeated use destroys
fabric, right?

So what does it
do to the inside?

Put the bleach down, Violet.

Will you stay?

I'll stay.

[slow tense music]

You're lying.

[tense dramatic music]

[Violet gasping]

[tense suspenseful music]

[Lucas groaning]

[tense dramatic music]

[Lucas and Violet
breathing heavily]

[Violet cries out]

[Violet groaning and gasping]

[Lucas groans]

[tense pounding music]

[bones crunching]
[Lucas cries out]

[tense dramatic music]

[dramatic bang]

[slow solemn music]

Baby?

Baby.

Can you hear me?

Baby, are you okay?

[scary banging]

Baby.

[knocking at door]

Who the fuck is that?

[knocking at door]

We're so loud.

So fucking loud.

[doorbell rings]

Can't be the cops, right?

[knocking at door]

[doorbell ringing repeatedly]

Lucas.

You're even better
looking in person.

I?

Gus Archer, Violet's dad.

Oh.
[Gus laughs]

Wow, uh, come in.

I'm Charlotte.

Lucas.

We've heard all
about you, Lucas.

You didn't know we
were coming, did you?

Mm, no.

I, I mean, yeah.

I told you they didn't know.

She hasn't been
answering her phone.

Can I use your restroom?

Is she here?

No. I mean, yeah,
the restroom.

We are so rude.

[Lucas] Yeah. [chuckles]

[Charlotte] What
a beautiful home.

[Lucas] Thank you.

[Gus] Mm.

You're a physicist.

Yeah. I mean, no, I'm in a
nuclear shielding material.

Not now, I'm unemployed.

I have a part-time job
that pays nothing ever.

Wow. How smart.

Say something in physics.

Char.

I love hearing physics talk.

Energy E equals mass M
times a whole lotta light C,

because seeing is believing?

[Charlotte and Gus laugh]

That's about as
charming as I get.

Violet here?

No, she's checked out
for a bit, actually.

Well, we're here for a
full week, so that's okay.

It's not like this is
a one-time attempt.

Uh-huh.

Can we see a recent picture?

[Lucas] A picture?

[Charlotte] Of our baby girl.

A lovely couple, huh?

Well um, yeah.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

You know, something a little
more recent, you know.

Oh um, we,

well, actually we don't
have anything recent,

which is odd, actually.

Uh, I have, maybe
something in my cell phone.

Is there a quiet couch

I can lie on?

I just need to rest my
head for a nanosecond.

Sure.

Um, is, was this
taken in October?

Uh yeah, absolutely.
Do you need any--

No, no. Just some ancient
bones needing a quick coma.

You boys talk.

She's pretty, isn't she?

Charlotte?

No no, no, no, Violet.

Oh, right.

Yeah. Irresistible.

Well, um, uh, they're, they're
both wonderful, actually.

We're lucky. We're lucky guys.

[Gus] So wholesome.

Right.

Us, I mean.

[both laugh]

I noticed you've got a
limp in your leg there.

Is that uh [clears throat],
is that the knee?

[Lucas] No, no.

Your foot?

Uh yeah, the foot.

Sorry to hear that.

That from jogging
or pole dancing?

In all honesty, the
doctors don't really know.

Truth is, my body just started
deteriorating rather rapidly,

um, outta the blue.

Yeah, um, first it
started with my foot.

I had a bone fracture, and
turns out my bone density

is not all that high
and it came into my ribs

and that's when.

Did she go over to the couch?

[deep suspenseful music]

Lucas, there's somethin'
I need to tell you.

[Lucas] Where'd she go?

About Viola.

She was just right here.

She's older than you think.

What do you mean?

Where's your wife?

Miss Charlotte?

Charlotte. I don't know.

Probably just wandering around

with that daffy sense
of direction she has.

She can get lost
in a phone booth.

Yeah um, would you excuse me?

Miss Charlotte?

Miss Charlotte.

Oh, hi. I'm so sorry.

Your sofa was a bit--

No no no, not,
not, not a problem.

Why don't we go downstairs?

I can set up the cushions
a little better for you.

Directly below?

Yeah the, no that,
that's the nursery.

Not much of a nursery.

We started to renovate
and then we stopped.

Well I don't need
to go in that room.

Right.

[door clicks shut]

Wait, no.

Charlotte.

[tense music]

[sighs] I just needed to
drop down for a half a minute.

I'm so exhausted
from our flight.

We left our own
time zone hours ago.

You know, this was not
supposed to be a surprise.

I am so sorry.

I guess Violet didn't tell
you, or maybe she didn't know.

She's funny like that.

Or maybe her mindset
is a bit muddled.

This is a picture we had
from five weeks prior.

[tense music]

He who found no father.

When did?

[tense music]

When did you?

I'll need that back though.

You understand?

Why don't we go back
into the living room,

keep Gus company?

[tense haunting music]

I see you got Earl Gray
and uh, chamomile,

nothing unrefined.

Wow, this kitchen.
I love this kitchen.

I feel like I walked into
a magazine. I'm on page 12.

Thank you.

Yeah, because the
neighborhood is actually

a whole lot more expensive
than we can afford,

which means I have to devote
myself to my office hours

more than I'd like to.

We should leave him alone.

Shouldn't just
waltz in like this.

Well I wanna see her.

We can come back. Right?

Yes. Coming back is great.

Do you guys have a hotel nearby?

Why don't we have dinner here?

[Gus] Char.

I, I can help her cook.

You don't just
invite yourself.

- I mean, come on.
- No no no, it's fine.

[Gus] You don't have to.

No no no, that's great.
It really is.

Coming back for dinner
is a great idea.

It gives me a chance to rest,

and Violet can be
in a better mood.

So she's here?

No no no, figure of speech.

I should write down
our hotel address

in case you need anything.

And our room number.

[pen scratching]
[tense music]

Okay.

Bye, Lucas.

Goodbye.

Uh, talk soon.

Bye.

[door lock clicks]

[Lucas sighs]

[tense suspenseful
music swelling]

[door creaks open]

[tense music]

Violet?

Violet.

[Lucas sighs]

Hey.

Hi.

You okay?

Yeah.

How are you?

I'm fine.

Wait.

Is this a closet?

[Lucas] Yeah.

Why are we in the closet?

Hey.

Are you bleeding?

Me?

I'm not, no.

Wait. Am I bleeding?

Oh my god.

- Try not--
- What happened?

Who did this to me? Did
someone do this to me?

Was it you?

No way it could ever be
you, you, you're too gentle.

Did I do this? Did
I do this to myself?

For awhile we were laughing
and playing around, weren't we?

[slow haunting music]

Do you still love me?

[slow haunting music]

Oh course.

- Come here.
- No, don't touch me.

I'm not good.

I'm not touchable.

Will you help me?

Just if I stay nice?

[tense suspenseful
music swelling]

[birds chirping]
[dog barking]

[tense suspenseful music]

Red delicious, are.

I have a question.

[Violet] Yeah?

How old are you?

What?

Just saying, how old are you?

You know how old I am.

Just tell me.

You forgot my age?

[Lucas] I know you told me 28.

This is so rude.

I know you told me 28.

And?

Let's get past
the vanity of it.

It's not a count your wrinkles
thing, I'm just asking.

Women are surrounded by
vanity on a daily basis.

I'm not saying
that you're old.

Just asked you a simple
question about age.

It's not a trust thing.

How the hell is it
not a trust thing?

Just trust that
I'm just asking.

Let's move past the vanity now.

Just tell me.

- I'm 28.
- Just tell me.

[Violet] 28.

You don't have to
blow this thing up.

You've seen my license.

Could be forged.

Fuck your mother.

[chair scrapes]

I don't understand why
you're being so monstrous.

Me?

[Violet] This stings.
What has gotten into you?

Well?

What?

[Lucas] There's something.

What?

What?

What, another girl, what?

Another girl?

[Lucas] No.

Then what?

Tell me.

[Lucas] Your parents.

What about them?

[Lucas] They visited.

That's impossible.

Luke [sighs], my
parents are dead.

You know this already.

Them?

Yeah, they were the ones.

What?

These are not my parents.

Well then, who are they?

Luke, what did
these people tell you?

They were nice.

They said they wanted
to come over for dinner.

Why?

Wait, if they're
not your parents,

then who just visited?

Nobody.

How do you know them?

Nobody visited.

- Who came over?
- Nobody.

Violet, who came over?

Demons.

Ah.

[pictures clatters]
God!

In your head.

Manifested by the darkest
strata of your soul.

They aren't real,
they're illusions.

- Illusions?
- Yeah.

- Are they?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, perfect. Do you
wanna play show and tell?

My turn.

How do you explain this, huh?

[paper crinkling]

She wrote her fucking address.

Well this is bullshit.

Look at me.

This is bullshit.

It's so important you
acknowledge what's going on.

She wrote her address,
I saw it, to the hotel.

[pen scratching]

It's okay.

No, it's not okay.

[tense haunting music]

These are powerful
forces, and you're beginning

to have tangible contact,
you're beginning to witness.

Is it nighttime?

[soft tense music]

I'm losing my fucking mind.

I don't know what to fucking do.

You wanna know what
our next step is?

Play along.

What?

[Violet] Go along
with their dinner plan.

Why?

These people who claim
that they're my parents,

they need to be dealt with.

What do you mean?

You need to kill them.

Oh my god.

This is your role.

They have been attacking my
work for a very long time.

And our destiny has
constructed a rare convergence.

Your place is at my side.
You understand?

I'm not killing.

[slow tense music]

I will shepherd you
through this journey

as I always have.

[insects chirping]

[slow tense music]

Hallucinations, possible.

I doubt you'd invent people.

And her?

You have a right
to be terrified but,

your problem isn't her.

Look, now is the
time to be strong.

You gotta trust me
when I tell you this.

No.

I don't. I don't trust you.

As of right now, as of today,
I don't know who to trust.

All right.

I understand, there's no one
around you who seems rational.

And you're walking away,
all right, why uh, why?

I thought we had a rapport.

You saw my, you saw my uh,
famous speech in Phoenix.

You want me to believe
she's not dangerous.

You want me to believe I can't
rely on my own perception,

yet how can I rely on you?

It's a decision.
Belief is a decision.

No.

Belief it's about what you
can prove, facts.

Decay of the outer
ligaments, 17%.

Early onset osteoporosis.

2.6 quantitative reduction
of the cognitive process.

- It can't be solved--
- My body is dying.

What?

- It's not solvable.
- What?

- The maze, the,
I told you about this.

I talked about, it was
a long time ago, but,

we talked about this Lucas, the
maze, it's unsolvable, okay?

You see, look.

Every path is, is
impeded by a line.

Time and time again, every
time it's always the same.

Lucas you need to
acknowledge this.

Don't play these head games.

Listen man, you are
walking a dangerous path

and I am all you got right now.

Are we even in an office now?

[Dr. Benedict] What?

What can I trust?

[Dr. Benedict] Come on, just--

Are we having
this conversation?

[Dr. Benedict] Don't do that.

You know why you're
not able to help me,

because you're not here.

[deep mysterious music]

[Dr. Benedict] If this is
the game that you wanna play.

These are all just
details in my head.

Then you gotta know that
she is already winning.

She has got you thinking
than you have imagined logic.

And if this is not real,
if this is all made up,

if I'm not real, then you
better damn well figure out

that I am your last chance--

[box bangs]

[papers fluttering]

[tense music]

She's gotta be putting
something in the food.

[dishes clinking]
[tense mysterious music]

[Violet moaning]

[scary music]

[tense pulsating music]

[eerie music]

[metal banging]

[tense suspenseful music]

[deep ominous music]

[paper crinkling]

[scary music swelling]

[soft boom]

[slow tense music]

[slow haunting music]

[door scrapes]

[tense suspenseful music]
[footsteps shuffling]

[Lucas breathing heavily]

[door rattling]

[scary banging]

[slow haunting music]

[Violet speaking
foreign language]

[groans] What
did you put in me?

[Violet softly speaking
foreign language]

[Lucas groaning]

There.

I didn't drug you.
This is an astral plane.

This is not right.

[Violet speaking
foreign language]

What the fuck, Violet?

Let me go.

It's not me who's
controlling this.

Yes, it is.

You drugged me in this.

It's the drugs.

You gave me something.

I'm drowning, I need to walk.

[Violet softly speaking
foreign language]

I can't have you itinerant.

Why?

You agreed to stay by my side.

All right.

[tense suspenseful music]

And this?

That's Xylazine.

That's the tranquilizer
that I used this morning.

Quantity for my bone
fractures in my foot and hip,

and spasms.

I'm guessing you used a lot,
you could stop my heart.

Faith will not
let your heart stop.

[Lucas groans]

Holy shit, Violet,
you have to stop saying.

We're nearing your completion,
I can't have you leave.

[Lucas] Leave?

Outside of the sanctum.

You've tested my trust.

[Lucas] Let me go.

[slow tense music]

Thank you for your gift to me.

[tense scary music]

[Lucas] Let me go.

[tense scary music]
[Violet's footsteps clicking]

Let me go.

[dramatic swish]

[soft tense music]

[dramatic banging]

[Lucas breathing heavily]

Stay warm.

[Violet's footsteps clicking]

[Violet screaming violently]

[door rustling]

[Violet groaning]

[tense music]

[Violet groaning painfully]

[Violet screaming]

[deep tense music]

[door creaks]

[Violet groaning]
[deep pulsating]

[dramatic banging]

[scary music]

[Lucas gasping]

[deep tense music]

[covers rustling]

[tense suspenseful music]

[soft booming]

Why?

Why what?

Why am I drugged?

[Violet] Drugged?

[Lucas] It's in your fucking
hand. You put it in me.

No, I didn't.

It's in your hand.

Even if I did inject you,

it only works because
you believe it does.

If you chose to believe
otherwise, it wouldn't
affect you.

Why are you doing this?

You asked me to.

[ominous music]

Okay.

If, if I did this,
this is me telling you

that I'm beginning
to see your wisdom,

the possibility of
demonic activity.

But the key step
here is to free me.

I'm asking that.

No. You're not a believer
yet, you're being tricky.

Please, free me. [groans]

Talk to me.

I'm talking to a higher
version of yourself.

[Lucas breathing deeply]

Okay.

Question.

Where's the phone?

[Violet] Um, on the cabinet.

[Lucas] My cell phone.

I don't think it's best
that you have a phone.

I have to see if I got
a call from my new job.

My, my boss, a text message.

My work is very
important to them.

They could start wondering
why I haven't checked in.

[deep suspenseful music]

[Violet] Where is this phone?

It's uh, it's in the kitchen.

By, maybe in the
kitchen counter.

[grunts] I'm dumb like that.

[deep tense music]
[distant clattering]

[Lucas grunts]

[distant clattering]

[groans] Did you find it?

[distant clattering]

What?

[tense suspenseful music]
[distant clattering]

Hey honey bring the charger.

Bring, bring the charger,
honey, and bring.

[Violet] Fine.

[Lucas grunting]

[tense suspenseful music]

[Lucas grunts]

[tense suspenseful music]

It wasn't on the counter,
it was on the couch.

Your phone.

[Lucas breathing heavily]

No outside interaction.

So, then--

What messages do
you want me to check?

Text? I'll check it.

[Lucas sighs]

Nothing.

I don't give a
fuck about the job.

I'm sure this is
devastating for you.

I don't give a
fuck about sales.

There's only one thing I
care about, one thing Vile,

what happened to our kid?

Let me ask you something

before you get all
self-righteous on me.

If my child were evil,
would you kill it?

What? All souls are valuable.

What if it had no soul?

What if it had to seize
someone else's soul

in order to enter this realm?

Would you let it?

Would you let it destroy
millions of people?

Would you keep it?

No, you'd terminate it.

[Lucas breathing heavily]

And the nursery
would go unfinished.

[box clatters]

I'm leaving.

I'm getting up, walking
through the door.

[drill whirring]
I promise you,

you'll regret it if you touch
the natural boundaries

of the house.

[drill whirring]
[tense scary music]

[deep eerie music]

[door bangs shut]

[car ignition starting]

[car engine humming]

[Lucas breathing heavily]

[Lucas crying out in pain]

[Lucas breathing heavily]

[Lucas groaning painfully]
[deep tense music]

[Lucas breathing heavily]

[Lucas groaning]
[deep tense music]

Violet?

Violet?

[deep tense music]

[Lucas grunting groaning]

[tense scary music swelling]

[Lucas grunting loudly]

[Lucas breathing heavily]
[deep tense music]

[Lucas grunts]

[Lucas breathing heavily]

[slow eerie music]

[keys jingling]

Violet?

[slow eerie music]

[keys jingling]
[deep tense music]

[loud creaking]

[door creaking]

[tense haunting music]

[chest banging]

[Lucas gasping]

[tense eerie music]

Wait, wait, wait a minute.

[deep ominous music]

Is that you?

Is that, is that?

[Lucas grunting]

What did she do to you?

What did she do to you?

Tell me what happened!

[Violet]
What are you doing out?

[Lucas yells]

[tense somber music]

Tell me what happened here.

Luke?

Oh, oh my god, Luke.

Luke, I didn't realize
it was you. [sighs]

Are you insane?

I went grocery shopping.

There isn't much time.

[slow ominous music]

I saw something.

I think someone's down here.

[tense ominous music]

There's someone here.

[tense ominous music]

You, you understand?

I need you to be strong.

[Lucas] I saw.

I need you to be a good boy.

[Lucas] I saw hope.

[Lucas grasps and grunts]

[tense music]

The last dosage, you'll
be easing up in the next,

two hours?

The dinner is tonight with
our guests, Gus and Charlotte.

I need you to be up and
focused for what you must do.

[dramatic banging]

[papers fluttering]

[tense haunting music]

[music intensifies]

[pen scratching]

You're ready, you're ready,

you're ready, you're ready.

[deep eerie music]

Braised lamb and olives,

paired with a '77 La Padrona.

The salty marinade
complements the tortured fruit

of the Baltic.

[knife clicking]

And this is a vineyard that
believes in repeated filtering,

removing silt and weakness.

For dessert, we have a--

It's not safe here, Violet.

No.

Get in the car.

I'll drive away.

No.

You'll sit down at
dinner with our guests,

Gus and Charlotte, and you'll
do what needs to be done.

They killed our baby.

They did.

I didn't wanna tell you, because
I knew you'd be vengeful.

But they beat the
life out of me.

They're not nice people.

[doorbell rings]

Our guests arrive,
I'll play along.

[unearthy voice]
You're ready.

[distant strings music]

Good to see you, Lucas.

[footsteps clomping]

[quick orchestral strings music]

Hello, Mother and Father.

Violet?

You seem well.

I am. You seem well.

We are.

[quick orchestral strings music]

Shall we dine?

Yeah.

[gentle piano music]

Lucas, I understand
you've had quite the life.

Went to a great school.

PhD in nuclear physics,

pioneered portable
nuclear power.

You were adopted, weren't you?

I find that fascinating.

You have no awareness
of previous generations,

but you seem to sense them.

[chair scrapes]

I think there's another
pinot in the cellar.

[gentle piano music]

[Violet's footsteps clomping]

Have you ever wondered
what your parents

were really like?

What they had in mind
when they had you?

How disturbingly similar
your father might be

to how you are now?

Lucas, I'm interested
in something.

Oh yeah?

The problem you were
talking about earlier.

What?

Are you sure it's dead?

Charlotte.

Uh, yeah, I mean. Uh.

Did you see it dead?

[Violet] Luke,
can you help for a second?

Would you excuse me?

[chair scrapes]

[tense music]

Do it.

No.

Put the blade
right in the chest.

No. Look, this isn't a
game that you can just do.

You can't stab someone,

pull out and pretend
like it didn't happen.

It'll be fine.

Fine? Like you?

Like your fucked
up little body?

My body?

Gouged with bottle-size
cuts, or have you forgotten?

Forgotten what?

What cutting can do to a...

What?

That's impossible.

You were cut here,
and, and here.

I saw it. I, I nursed
it with my own hands.

You, you were scarred.

Stop messing around
and act like a man.

[deep ominous music]

[knife clicking]

You seem uneasy. Maybe
age is catching up to you.

[Gus laughs]

Are you okay, dear?

Yeah.

She went to get
another '86 Levante.

Filtering things and
re-filtering things

doesn't purify them.

Flaws are what make us human.

If someone filtered you, Lucas,

well, you wouldn't be
Lucas, you'd be a problem.

Ah but, what I was saying
about your adoption,

you don't know your birth date.

You don't know your birth year.

Well the excessive
opinion would be that,

well maybe you
weren't meant to be.

Maybe, maybe you
should just move on.

[haunting music]

[Charlotte]
Are you okay, dear?

[Dr. Benedict]
Do demons exist?

Lucas? I'm curious
about something.

[dramatic bang]
Are you sure it's dead?

Did you see it dead?

[tense scary music]

Oh, my god!

[tense scary music]

[Violet breathing heavily]

[tense scary music]

Ah!

[loud dramatic music]

[intense chaotic music]

[Violet shuddering]

[tense somber music]

[floor creaking]

[chair scrapes]

[water splashing]
[Lucas retching]

[deep ominous music]

[footsteps clomping]

Wonderful. Wonderfully done.

Where is she?

[tense haunting music]

Probably around the corner.

Well, go finish her.

They're not demons, are they?

Finish her.

Do it yourself.

I'm not allowed to.

[tense somber music]

I'm a creator. I create
life, I don't end it.

Men end it.

[deep ominous music]

[phone keys beeping]

[tense scary music]

[deep ominous music]

Where's my phone?

Where's my phone?

Where's my phone?

Where's my phone?

[tense suspenseful music]

[Charlotte groaning softly]

[deep tense music]

[Charlotte]
I have to tell you.

What?

It's just,

I need to tell you.

Your son.

What about my son?

I had a son?

Down there.

[tense eerie music]

Where?

Oh my god.

You came to save my son, you
came, you came to save him?

What?

I came to make.

To what?

To make sure he stays dead.

[tense eerie music]

'Cause it's pure evil.

Born to end us all.

Use the knife.

On yourself.

[ominous music]

[Lucas grunting]
[hammer banging]

[wood splintering]

[slow tense music]

[Lucas grunting]

[Lucas gasping]

I didn't plan on
you meeting like this.

What the hell is in there?

Every time I had the
chance I decided that,

that none of you should be
in the same room together.

But this version
feels different.

[haunting music]

I've been trying at this
for a very long time.

For centuries.

[Lucas yelling muffled]

[rope stretching]

[Lucas grunting]

[Lucas gasping]

He can't see for now.

Takes a while to
adjust to the light.

[Lucas grunting]

Yes?

Here.

[slow tense music]

[lid creaking]

[Lucas gasping]

[slow eerie music]

[deep haunting music]

Welcome child. Welcome king.

Of thee as one,
your praise I sing.

[scary music]
[Lucas breathing heavily]

[music intensifies]

[Lucas breathing heavily]

Your eyesight is
still developing.

Who is that?

Who is that?

He's you.

That's an abomination.

An abomination?

[Lucas] Yeah.

And what do you think you are?

[tense suspenseful music]

[Lucas grunting]

Lucas, there's someone in this
room that tried to hurt me.

You are born knowing, whereas
the good book spoke of ye

who found no father,
the darkest of angels

find a way to return
to this world.

[rope stretching]

[unearthy voice]
Born of himself.

[scary music]

[unearthy voice]
Repeatedly filtered,
like wine.

[scary music]

[Lucas groaning]

Over and over.

Until pure.

[Lucas breathing heavily]

We shall go from mother
and son, to man and wife.

[dramatic swishing]

By the creator, and my sword.

Strike.

[Lucas cries out]

And soon, the world
shall know your fire.

[haunting music]

And soon, the end will begin.

[Lucas groaning]
[intense music]

[hammer thuds]

[eerie music]

I have foreseen
purification for all of you.

[crowd cheering]

A race too sick to survive.

A race that fails to know the
glory of an unyielding master!

[gentle mysterious music]

[haunting choral music]

♪ We ride, we ride

♪ Pale horse and pale moon

♪ La la, la la

♪ We cry, we cry

♪ But not for you fool

♪ La la, la la

♪ We try, we try

♪ Until we find it cruel

♪ Cruel

♪ We lie, we lie

♪ From quietness rise

♪ La la, la la

♪ Rise

[haunting choral music]

♪ Rise

♪ Rise

♪ Rise