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(soft ominous music)

(eerie laughing)

(rain pouring aggressively and thunder striking roughly)

Wh... Where are we?

And the wine you'd give me?

It's on way... no worries.

Sit yourself correctly

What are you doing?

Take this off!

(soft ominous music)

What the...

Why are you taking my blood?

(ominous breathing)

(thunder striking aggressively)

(soft music)

Mom! I'm done!

Roman, showers are taken in the bathtub,

not all over the entire bathroom.

There's even water in the corridor.

It's ok, it's going to dry anyway...

Come on, no fooling around.

I want you to have time to get a decent meal

inside of you before school tomorrow morning.

(doorbell ringing)

Who is this?

You go to sleep.

Questions are for people who know how

to use a faucet correctly.

Nighty, night.

(door closing softly)

(doorbell ringing lightly)

(soft music)

You're late.

(door closing lightly)

(soft ominous music)

Boo!

(indistinct)

(soft dramatic music)

What is this thing?

(eerie laughing)

Okay, that's not funny!

(knife grinding lightly)

Sharp objects must be placed

out of children's reach.

(grunting lightly)

Why don't you listen to what I tell you?

I've gotten all your blood inside of me.

I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy!

Do you want to play with me?

(laughing sinisterly)

(metal clanking)

(grunting lightly)

(laughing sinisterly)

(breathing heavily)

Hey, would you please show me some of your blood?

What does it taste of?

Strawberries?

Whatever it is, it must be very sweet.

Hm, I'll cut up one of your limbs or two

and you'll see, it'll gush right out of you!

(breathing heavily)

I'm curious, let me see what's in your head.

(dramatic music)

(crickets chirping softly)

(soft ominous music)

(floorboards creaking lightly)

(soft ominous music)

(gasping lightly)

Ah, at last you're awake.

You're so pretty when you're sleeping.

So, which limb should I cut off first?

No, no, no, you shouldn't,

I have to- What is it you have to do?

(breathing heavily)

Ooh, there's someone else in the house?

No, no, no, please.

A child?

Oh yes, yes!

I'll be able to play with him!

No, no, wait, wait!

We can fix this.

I can tell you stories!

Stories?

Ooh I love stories.

What sort of stories are they?

They're scary stories.

I'm sure you like frightening stories don't you?

Oh yes, I love them so much.

Go on, go on, start!

It's a story that begins in a museum.

And there's a very, a very strange painting.

(soft upbeat music)

(footsteps clacking lightly)

What on earth is that monstrosity?

Mom?

Hang on a second sweetie.

It seems that there's been a delivery mistake.

We've received these paintings from

Mozambique by an artist named August P. Duie.

I don't care who this rubbish belongs to.

I was expecting Jangonnelli's "Bianco di Bianco" collection.

But mom, you told me we'd go see a monster's movie.

Yes, we'll go soon.

Find something to play with in the meantime.

Who is in charge today?

(soft dramatic music)

(phone ringing)

Yes?

Ok... Uh... Yeah...

But I'm just the museum guard and I...

OK, I'm on my way...

Sweetie, mom is really busy with work.

What can I do for you?

I need you to find out where my "Bianco di Bianco" order went...

Well... Hello.

I don't with whom I spoke on the phone,

but I'm just the guard, so I can't...

I don't want to know. Make phone calls, do whatever!

You told me "Bernard et Bianco?"

- "Bianco di Bianco." - "Bianco di Bianco."

Sounds like a real duo.

(phone beeping)

Wait, don't touch that.

"Bianco di Bianco"... with a B.

The recipient address...

What's your name?

Dani.

Do you like comics?

Yes.

Here, you'll like it.

Ok, thanks, and that's good.

Call Guillaume, I'll have lunch with him tomorrow.

You'll probably never get that comic back.

Well. Where were we?

We'll ask the curator, maybe he's awake.

(soft ominous music)

(glass shattering aggressively in background)

(soft ominous music)

(ominous gushing)

Dani?

Psst, hey!

Kid!

You're here?

Dani?

(soft dramatic music)

Oh crap!

Crap!

What's going on?

Damn!

Shouldn't you be looking for my son,

instead of screaming?

Yes, yes.

But he's not here...

I mean he is ... Somewhere!

Well, he's here but...

I don't get it.

...but not really in the storage area anymore...

We really should be going.

Yes.

You're the museum guard, aren't you?

Yes.

You must have a bunch of cameras around here, right?

Well, yes!

I've found my "Bianco di Bianco."

I'll give you 5 minutes to find my son.

Get to work.

(dramatic music)

(clock ticking lightly)

(gadget whirring softly)

(dramatic music continues)

What?! The?! F...

Here you are!

What's with the non-stop yelling?

You've got a problem?

Not at all, it's....

It's your son.

Have you seen him?

Yes, well no,

I don't understand, he should be here but...

He disappeared.

What are you talking about?

What on earth is going on here?

Look at this painting,

the characters look totally different from the original.

It's like a bad copy of American Gothic.

Somebody must have. (screaming fiercely)

(screaming softly)

What the hell was that?

I don't know.

We have to find my son!

How do you change the angle?

I can't see him anywhere!

OK, I need to show you something...

But you're not going to like it...

Do you know where he is?

Dani.

(soft dramatic music)

Wai...

Listen to me.

We don't know what those creatures are,

but if you rush in without thinking,

you'll end up like your assistant.

You really should calm down.

Alice,

find a safe place and wait for me.

We'll find a solution together...

Please.

(soft ominous music)

What?

Is this what you call a "solution"?

I'm doing what I can with limited means.

At least I won't get sucked in by this thing.

(loud thudding in distance)

Give me that.

Don't show off!

(ominous music)

Nothing's happening.

You know, I...

I read a legend one day,

in a comic book.

Seriously?!

Can I express myself please?

So I read that Ghouls,

can take on the form of who they eat

and your assistant had seen some changes to the characters in this painting.

Ghouls?

Yes, Ghouls.

I know, it sounds crazy when said out loud but...

We need to find my son.

Let's go check the cameras.

Yes.

(loud thudding in distance)

Well, the fuses have blown...

Seems like they did.

(ominous grunting and gushing)

(ominous music)

(growling softly)

Dani!

Hey!

(dramatic music)

(footsteps pattering)

(ominous squealing)

Pretty powerful this solvent.

I didn't use it...

They can't stay outside for too long.

They need to stay inside the paintings!

Why couldn't it enter these ones?

Maybe they're not into modern art.

Well.

There is one more left.

No!

No, no, no!

Everything is broken!

Nothing works anymore!

We will never find the other ghoul.

I think there's one more option.

If we compare the paintings with the originals

we should be able to flush it out.

Are you joking?

Not counting the modern art and the paintings in the corridors,

there are 5 exhibitions!

That's a lot of paintings to check!

Let's split up! Do you have a phone?

Yes.

I get what you mean but,

what should we do if we find it?

If you see something unusual,

call me!

And you stop fooling around! No rope, no broom, nothing!

Ok.

So I'll look up Bacon, Magritte and Picasso.

And you, Bosch and Goya.

Bosch and Goya, ok.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

Ah ok.

What a bitch.

(clock ticking lightly)

(door closing)

(rope tightening)

(soft ominous music)

(radio buzzing)

Fabrice?

Stubborn!

I told you to forget about the rope!

(dramatic music)

(ominous gushing)

(grunting)

(screaming)

Dani, Dani!

(ominous growling)

Hold on tight honey!

(ominous music)

(soft grunting)

(soft ominous music)

(metal clanking aggressively)

(monster grunting)

Dani?

Dani?

Mom.

It's ok.

Don't worry, it's over.

I was so scared.

Careful! It's breakable.

Excuse me.

Have you had any news from your colleague?

He's still at the hospital.

I am sorry.

(monitor beeping)

Hey buddy,

look, I've just downloaded the latest episode of The Dinosaurs.

(breathing heavily)

He hasn't spoken since the events...

I don't know if that's a good idea...

The museum is safe now, there's nothing to worry about.

It's a call for you.

Thank you

Yes?

Alice? Is that you?

Fabrice?

You are awake!

Alice, listen to me

It wasn't the ghoul that tried to drag me into the painting and devour me...

What are you talking about?

It was Dani.

That makes no sense!

Alice, remember, the pitchfork,

it was the one from the farmer in the painting.

The ghoul had consumed that character.

As well as taking on their appearance,

they have to copy their characteristics!

And which was the last painting it went to hide in?

The Exorcism by Goya...

I think they can possess a body now...

Dani.

(soft ominous music)

(breathing heavily)

That was so good.

Another story, another story!

Yes!

Yes of course.

It's a story of a ghost who stalks a runner.

(soft ominous music)

(crow cawing in distance)

(ominous music)

(bones cracking softly)

(gasping)

(dramatic music)

Murder in a park

Missing: Have you seen Manon?

(breathing heavily)

(coughing)

(grunting)

Looks like someone forgot his morning vitamins!

Wait!

You're fast!

You're...

English?

Oh you know English?

I do.

Are you a trainer or something?

You must be a trainer.

(grunting lightly)

Can you train me?

Seriously, I'm tryin' to get back into shape you know.

(giggling softly)

Ooh!

Wait for me!

Slow down! Slow down!

(watch beeping)

(laughing lightly)

So, basically you're the only guy

I shouldn't have talked to, is that it?

What, you didn't see the big sign

at the beginning of the park?

What signs?

It says don't talk to Matthew, he's gonna be

- nice to you and- - No sorry.

I'm not good in reading signs to be honest.

However, good job working your name there.

(water gurgling)

In a moment of chivalry

the former champion gives the current champion

a bit of water.

Ladies and gentlemen, incredible.

Unfortunately, we still don't know her name.

What a great mystery.

May I keep it?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.

Thank you.

Although you know what?

Maybe I could get that back from you in like a month?

I could sell it on eBay, get a couple hundred bucks.

I mean you're the champion right so?

You just never let up.

Oh I get it now!

That's why you can't run properly!

You're not a jogger, you're a womanizer.

- A womanizer? - Yes you are.

Womanizer.

No not at all.

No.

You know what, I'm gonna take a lap around the lake.

Again?

Yeah.

And maybe I'll meet you here in like 30 minutes.

You could save me a little bit of water?

Sound good?

Okay, if you're not back in half an hour,

then I suppose I'll come to have to rescue you somehow.

Maybe I save your life.

Ah that would be great!

Maybe you could use CPR you know?

Mouth to mouth!

Oh God, you'd better stop there...

Matthew?

I'm Sophie.

Nice to meet you Sophie!

I'll see you later!

Be safe!

(Sophie giggling softly)

(sighing)

(phone beeping)

"incoming message from: DO NOT ANSWER"

"Sorry it was a bad idea, we shouldn't see each other again"

"I think I wasn't myself Sophie... it was a bad time...

I can see it now, I miss you..."

(dramatic music) (Sophie screams)

(indistinct talking)

(water gurgling)

(water gurgling)

(Sophie gasps)

(owl hooting in distance)

(ominous music)

(branches snapping)

Anybody there?

(gurgling)

(phone dings)

(phone static buzzing)

(ominous music)

(breathing heavily)

(indistinct whispering)

(ominous creaking in distance)

(soft dramatic music)

(breathing heavily)

(breathing heavily)

(growling sinisterly)

(Sophie screams)

(dramatic music)

(grunting)

(dramatic music)

He's coming.

We have to go!

Okay.

We have to go!

Why?

- Okay. - He was following me, I swear!

He wanted to catch me, he nearly did!

- Look at me, look at me! - No!

He wants to hurt me, why would he?

It's just you and me!

Look!

Look!

Look at where we are.

(breathing heavily)

(Matthew speaking english) Catch your breath.

It's all good.

You're safe.

(breathing heavily)

(indistinct)

(inhaling creepily)

Ok.

(ominous music)

So you do see them?

(gasping)

(ominous whispering)

I knew it.

It's okay.

They can't hurt you.

(breathing sharply)

Yeah, they can only warn you.

"Don't stay. Run away."

You understand?

What do you mean?

Let's go home.

(struggling)

(doll) Oh, ghosts are really scary.

I want to hide in your kid's bed!

No, no, no, no.

I have another story to tell.

Oh really?

What's this one about then?

Um.

You're really gonna like this one.

Okay, I'm listening.

It all begins in a morgue.

There's a zombie who wakes up in a drawer.

He's up for a long night.

(soft ominous music)

(loud thudding)

(panting)

(loud thudding)

(soft music)

(woman sighing)

I didn't think it was possible to feel like that anymore...

(giggling softly)

(grunting)

(loud thudding)

(metal clanking)

(breathing heavily)

(grunting)

(metal clanking)

(breathing heavily)

(breathing heavily)

(tape ripping)

(soft upbeat music)

(tape ripping)

Can I help you?

What?

You want my picture?

I may plead guilty here...

For medical reasons.

Here.

You should put this on.

Did you do all that mess?

Sorry.

I had some kind of emergency.

Oh boy...

You must've been in quite a hurry!

(audio feedback)

We took Marie to see the boss...

(gun cocking)

and now we're going to get rid of the Romeo's body.

Ah, well, yeah...

With the boss, love most often ends up six feet under.

(laughing lightly)

Get up.

Here, come sit down. Careful.

Here you go.

You're ok?

It was like a flash.

Wait a minute.

Well?

Well, there's no pulse.

Which means you're dead.

Oh crap!

Holy crap!

I knew it!

That being said, it looks quite good on you

and it explains what you were doing in that drawer.

(intestines squishing)

I see zombies every day on television.

The apocalypse, the end of the world and all.

Walking Dead?

You've heard of that show?

You don't mind if I call you a "zombie?"

You're not gonna eat me for that?

And to tell the truth,

I get the feeling that you're not limited to that condition.

It seems that you also acquired...

some abilities.

Here.

Pick it up.

(laughing)

(audio feedback)

Mary...

There's the ugly faces at the door,

they say you have to go see Spino, right now.

I have no choice, Franck.

You have to understand, please.

Sit down.

Another flash?

Yeah.

Franck.

What Franck?

That's my name.

Wait, we'll find out for sure.

Is everything OK, Franck?

Why are you asking me...

(upbeat music)

Look in there.

Help yourself.

So...

You are alive...

...but dead.

Your heart is not beating anymore.

But your cells are still alive;

You are immortal.

Immortal?

Immortal but delicate.

If a simple tag can rip off your toe...

Immortal but delicate.

It means that you can live for eternity.

It's not that bad.

Just a bit of advice.

Be extra careful with your small body parts.

Oh yeah? But what do I do then?

That, I don't know

But...

If you're there,

there must be a specific reason.

What do you mean?

Well, you don't seem to have a craving for human flesh?

So......

You have a mission.

You are here for me.

I owe a lot of money to my cousin,

and he wants to kill me.

My wife has a lover and she's the one who wants to kill me.

No, no, no.

The visions!

You have dreamt of me?

My neighbor, her sister.

Not me then.

But it ended badly.

I can definitely confirm that

They are in danger!

There you go!

You know what to do!

So I am...

giving you your toe back,

and you go to the address written on the tag,

and... action!

I'm just ordering you a car because...

You're not that steady on what's left of your feet...

Here,

take that, in case it gets worse.

So...

BoobaCar in... 4 minutes.

Hey, wait a minute,

That... (camera clicking)

is for the posterity.

Personal records. (camera clicking)

Go on!

Hurry!

(car whirring)

(soft ominous music)

(audio feedback)

Ernie, Mary and her sister will stay here for the moment.

My southern cousin has offered me an excellent price for the girl.

As Mary can't pay back her debt,

I'm going to add her to the deal as a bonus

Can you take care of our friend Franck?

(gun firing)

And before you clear this wannabe hero out of here,

put these two in the storage room.

(car horn honking)

(grunting)

Sorry!

I'm sorry, It's me... I don't know what happened.

I didn't look.

It's nothing!

It's my fault, I am sorry, very sorry.

He's not dead...

He's not dead!

Michel!

He's not dead!

Michel!

(opera music playing)

You, you really know how to satisfy your boss!

Boss,

there's someone downstairs who wants to see you...

What do I care?

Can't you see I'm busy right now?!

Yes but--

But what?

The man who want to see you...

It's Franck.

That's something else...

Is he alone?

Yes.

Is he armed?

No.

Ok.

Let him in.

It seems like we didn't cool him off enough.

So let's give him a proper welcome.

(elevator door dinging)

(soft elevator music)

(elevator door dinging)

(guns firing)

(elevator door bell dinging)

(dramatic music)

(keys jangling)

(breathing heavily)

(bones cracking)

(bones breaking)

(soft music)

No, please, we're not with them...

I know.

Are...Are you OK?

I've never felt better...

Franck?

Oh my Goodness, Franck...

It's...you?

But how?

It's complicated.

I thought you were dead.

Me too.

Wait here.

I still have one thing to do.

(screaming in distance)

That silence.

It's the sound of a job well done.

I know.

Everybody feels like that today.

(gun clicking)

(ambulance sirens in distance)

(breathing heavily)

(soft music)

(church bell ringing)

(soft thudding)

(soft thudding)

(doll) No, I don't like that story.

I prefer monsters.

And above all, I want blood!

A demon, do you want to hear a story about a demon?

A demon?

And what does the demon do?

It's a demon who's haunting a girl.

Oh no, poor girl.

(laughing lightly)

Once upon a time, there was a woman who couldn't sleep.

(ominous whirring)

(eerie creaking)

(soft unsettling music)

(creaking)

(eerie creaking)

(gasping)

(breathing heavily)

(screeching)

It's always the same dream.

It's as if I'm paralyzed.

I feel like I'm about to die.

But above all...

I see it more and more.

The Boughtat.

The what?

The Boughtat. The Jinn, you know?

The Jinn.

Like the supernatural beings? The things from back in North Africa?

Yes.

The creatures from the desert, yes.

You must've heard all about them.

I haven't travelled as much as you have.

Yeah I know, but it's your culture...

Audrey. I was born in Paris. I've never set foot in Morocco.

But didn't your parents tell you about it?

Vaguely.

You know, my father is a professor and I'm a nurse.

We're not really into witchcraft in our house.

It's not witchcraft, Samir.

It is a bit. You can't see these things.

You can't see them, but they exist.

Like...

Wi-Fi.

Like...?

If you say it.

I thought you might be able to help me.

I never said I wouldn't help. I'm just trying to understand.

I can't sleep at home anymore.

And...

Do you...

want to sleep at my place?

I mean, if that can help...

Thanks.

But you have to understand something.

I can't sleep. Otherwise it will...

I just can't sleep.

Listen, come over to my place.

I'll cook you something.

And everything will be ok.

Thanks

...I swear to God man, she's in my apartment right now...

I hadn't heard from her since college,

she was travelling all around the world.

Well, she came back and now she's told me this really weird story,

which just sounded like some old excuse to get into my place...

Wait a second...

(exhaling softly)

(ominous buzzing)

Audrey, you're ok?

I'm coming in!

(breathing heavily)

It was here...

Who?

The Jinn was! It was in this bathroom!

Just get out of here. Let me get dressed.

I'm not saying you're making stuff up.

I'm just saying that it's probably not what you think it is.

So what do you think it is?

Have you heard of sleep paralysis?

It happens to a lot of people.

Some people think it's demons or aliens... It's a medical thing.

I don't remember falling asleep...

That's because your body can't take it anymore!

That's why you're seeing stuff.

You should go see a specialist.

I know!

I have an appointment tomorrow.

Where?

Oh come on!

I'm talking about a real specialist. A doctor!

You're getting on my nerves now. I don't need your crappy statements.

I'm not judging you. I want to help.

You don't think I see the fancy shirt and your bottle of wine?

You just want to get me in your bed!

The sheets are on the chair.

I'm not going to sleep, I told you already.

I'm sorry

Me too...

I didn't want to...

It's nice of you to have me over...

It must be horrible...

Nobody believes me...

Since when have you had this...thing?

Since my trip in the desert.

Near where I was sleeping, there was a sort of water spring.

Not the dream-like of oasis.

Just a pond.

I'd been warned not to go near it.

And that's when I felt it.

It was watching me.

I saw it.

In a reflection.

(gasping)

Audrey! Everything's ok?

(screaming)

- It's me! It's ok! - It's not you!

Audrey, it's me!

(breathing heavily)

I can't take it anymore!

We'll find a solution...

This is it...

You sure you want to come in with me?

Of course I am.

(breathing heavily)

Thank you

So?

It's done.

What did he say to you?

I'll explain later.

(exhaling softly)

(clearing throat)

Ready?

Yes.

Let's do this.

(casting a spell)

Sorry.

Go on.

No but sorry. It's hard not to laugh.

I'm following the instructions.

I know. And I find it so...sweet.

I don't know if it's working...

It doesn't matter.

It's ridiculous. I know it is.

No, no, not at all...

Yes, it is.

And this oil stinks a bit, doesn't it?

It's so, so bad!

Thanks for making the effort.

I think I needed this.

Listen...

I'm terrible at this sort of thing.

Beliefs and superstitions and all that.

But I really want to help you.

I think I should go to the hospital.

Tonight?

It can wait until tomorrow.

So then...

What... What do you want to do?

(eerie creaking)

(unsettling music)

(breathing heavily)

(gasping)

(ominous music)

Audrey?

Audrey?

(soft music)

The living room looks better like this...

Yes, I think so too.

Sorry for not coming to help out last Sunday.

I still had a few things to sort out...

Well... How are you?

Ok.

The hardest parts were the cops.

But...

they soon saw that she'd...

choked by herself.

Is that what the doctors said?

They found traces of substances in her blood.

And her family confirmed that she'd been taking things lately.

Drugs?

Added to her desert trips, it twisted her mind big time.

Not surprising she had hallucinations.

Tell me. What sort of hallucinations was she having?

You'll laugh. She was seeing Djinnis.

That's why she came to see me.

You shouldn't be too dismissive of these things.

What do you mean?

Your mother always refused that tell you about those things.

(soft eerie music)

But they're real, Samir.

How real?

Jinns don't just live in the desert.

They're all around us.

In towns. In the countryside.

They're just...there.

Some aren't evil.

But you shouldn't make fun of them.

Or underestimate them.

Because even though we can't seem them...

...but them...

(floor creaking)

They are watching us

I'd really like another one like that, please.

Come and play with me, come and play with me!

I bet a doll like you would like to meet

a really crazy person.

Crazy, crazy, crazy!

(ominous music)

It's so um, how do you say, picturesque?

Picturesque, yeah and creepy.

Even the GPS doesn't know where we are.

(laughing lightly)

Don't be such a city boy.

(scoffing lightly)

(soft music)

(mud squishing)

Crap.

(cows mooing in distance)

Oh, you're already filming?

Amazing!

Hello, I'm Carrie, from the London edition,

great to meet you.

Great to meet you too!

Hello, I'm Damien, I'm here to translate.

I do know how to speak English, though.

It's not because I live in a farm that, well, you know!

Yes, of course, but it'll be quicker this way.

OK. As you want.

Can we begin?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we can begin.

I'm ready!

(laughing lightly)

You can speak French, Jean-Luc

the channel will dub in over you later.

Come in.

So, the first time, it was here.

In the living room.

I clearly remember it.

I must've been about 3 years old.

And my mother had put me on the couch.

There was a couch here.

We were watching a game show on the TV.

The TV wasn't here but there, in front of the couch.

Then boom, no more electricity.

So mother, she went to check the fuse box.

And that's when I saw the light, through the window.

Very bright lights.

As if it was daytime.

In the middle of the night!

And then,

it was as if I was being lifted in the air.

Then, Mother came in and she screamed.

Remember that, Mom, how you screamed?!

Yes... Yes...

Yes you screamed.

Then, I fell back down.

On the glass table.

It was a glass table there.

And I even cut myself really badly.

Let me show you, I still have a scar.

Look. Impressive, isn't it?!

Why are you showing people your ass again...?

And you, don't film me!

We're going to go outside, Bernard...

Yeah, go outside!

Excuse me.

That's my brother, Donaro.

He was sleeping when it happened,

he says he didn't see anything

but that's because he was mad.

Mama didn't want him to watch Antler Ville.

You know Antler Ville?

Carrie, vache, the cow?

Why are we here, Jean-Luc?

Ah. Yes. So, this is where it happened the second time.

A year ago. I'd just been fired from the convenience store.

I'd been to the pub. I wasn't feeling too good.

Then they told me to leave, so I came back to the farm.

Had you been drinking, Jean-Luc?

Anyway, I came here because I like coming here, alone.

And when I arrived, I needed to relieve...

To relieve... em...

You know what I mean?

- Pee-pee, to pee! - Because you'd been drinking.

Anyway, I'm having a pee.

And I notice that my urine isn't going down...

it's flowing upwards.

So I look up my urine stream and there...

I see...

a huge flying saucer.

And then?

And then?

Well then, there's...

This huge light beam pointed at me.

Like the first time.

And I hear a voice in my head

talking to me in a language that I don't know, but that I understand.

And the voice says,

"Jean-Luc.

those who believe in you will be saved."

And now, I'm the Messiah. Like Jesus.

Except that he didn't have a happy end, did he?

(giggling softly)

But don't worry, you're not in danger.

I mean...what do you mean?

Because you believe me.

You both believe me, huh?

Of course.

(giggling softly)

Okay, let's go back to the farm.

Yeah it's good.

- Okay. - Be careful.

- Just make sure that's in. - All right.

Let's get out of here.

You know, I think we should stay.

Are you crazy?

Seriously?

Hear me out.

Everybody's already seen him telling

his crazy stories on the internet.

I can't go back home with the exact

same footage that everybody in France has seen.

I need to show his family, that will be different!

And sad, or worse dangerous,

you've seen his brother, he's so weird.

My friends! Would you like to stay for the night?

Bernard's wife has made some stew, and she always makes too much.

That's nice of you, Jean-Luc, but, no, it's....

Carrie, you want to stay tonight?

There is pot au feu, French stew.

Yes!

Why not?

Okay cool.

(soft ominous music)

Damn.

(indistinct)

You know, some people say to me,

if I see an alien or a flying saucer, I will believe you.

But to see is not to believe, it's not faith.

It's too easy, you understand?

Yes I do.

Of course you do.

Well, sheets, blankets, pillow, that's your bed.

It's not a palace but it's, you know it's -

Picturesque?

Picturesque.

You know some French don't you?

Yes, a little bit

I can teach you some French stuff if you want.

So, I'm sleeping in here too?

That depends. Are you two married?

No.

So you'll have to sleep with me.

No Jean-Luc. It's nice of you but I can sleep in here.

He's weird this guy.

He's weird!

(laughing lightly)

He can be a little weird.

Thank you.

(slurping lightly)

Ask them if they think Jean-Luc is the messiah.

Carrie would like to know...

Do you think that Jean-Luc is the messiah?

(laughing lightly)

The messiah...

I believe him!

Okay the mother, she believes.

You really want to know how he got that scar on his ass?

Shut up, Bernard...

It was because Mom had been drinking!

Again!

She dropped him on the glass table!

You weren't there!

And you were too young!

(whispering) He fell on a glass...

And you...

if you don't believe me...

you won't be saved when the end of the world happens!

And it'll serve you right!

Give it a rest with your bullshit already!

This crap is going to bankrupt our family!

They're talking about ruining the family business.

Ask them why it would affect the business.

Erm...How do you mean?

I run a slaughterhouse.

Yes, I clean carcasses!

I know you tight-ass city folk turn your noses up at that sort of thing,

Okay.

but it's my livelihood!

When you type "Barouf" on the internet,

we can't find my page anywhere,

all we can see is his stupid face and his millions of views!

Nobody wants to work with me anymore!

...no one wants to work with him anymore, that's why he's so mad.

So basically, you're jealous because people are talking about me!

Poor old Jean-Luc,

why do you think that people are talking about you?

Because they're making fun of you! That's why!

Don't listen to them, Jean-Luc.

You're my messiah... my messiah...

Be quiet Mom...

Leave me.

I say...

we should send him to hospital.

Before he ends up like your uncle.

You want a scoop?

His uncle was also completely nuts.

Except that in his case, it was his rifle that was talking to him in the night.

And one evening, he put it too close to his ear...

and bang!

I think we've got what we need.

Are you happy now?

He's gonna kill himself for sure, like his uncle.

We don't know that.

Carrie, that guy is already quite famous in France

but if you finish your report

he's gonna be famous world-wide.

Isn't that what he wants?

Oh come on, do you really think that poor

guy knows what he wants?

He's challenged.

He's not challenged.

He's just eccentric.

Everybody's gonna laugh at him, he's gonna lose it.

And you're gonna be responsible for that.

They'll all see...But it'll be too late for any of them...

Carrie, I'm sorry about my brother.

He's just jealous of me.

Yes.

Listen Jean-Luc, I need to talk to you about my report.

Yes and?

I don't think it will be so good for you.

Of course it will be good for me.

It's your report.

But I don't think that -

I can put you in a good light.

Yes you can.

If you believe me, it will be good, right?

Right?

Take it easy Jean-Luc.

Jean-Luc, are you okay?

What did you say?

I said, are you okay?

What?

What's happening?

They're talking to me.

Carrie.

Who?

They're saying I'm not strong enough.

They say I'm a joke.

You're not a joke.

Yes I am.

I have to prove myself.

Carrie, I have to judge you.

That's what they say.

(Carrie screams)

Carrie?

Carrie, run!

(groaning)

Back off.

Back off.

Jean-Luc?!

What the hell are you doing now?!

(breathing softly)

What?

Under the table?

(dramatic music)

I'm sorry. (Carrie screams)

Carrie!

No!

Jean-Luc! Stop!

I have to do this....

It's okay, it's gonna be okay.

I have to do it!

Drop the knife! Let her go! Please, Jean-Luc!

I have to do this.

No, you don't.

What do you mean, what do you mean?

You mean, it's a test?

Bernard! It was just a test!

Like Abraham and his son in the Bible!

And I succeeded!

I really am the chosen one!

(laughing lightly)

I'll give you fucking chosen ones.

Oh boy! What a story!

Shut it! You've dropped us in it again with your bullshit!

They're going to press charges now!

No they won't! They'd never!

They've got it now, that it was a test from the Aliens.

They believe in me now! Don't you, my friends?

Listen to me, you shit-kicking hick!

Yeah, we're going to press charges!

You're going to end up in jail with the other freaks like you!

We're going to show what the apocalypse is.

Damien!

Enough!

(soft whirring)

Oh my word.

(ominous music)

(soft buzzing)

Carrie!

He didn't believe!

It's the end of the world, sweetie!

(giggling softly)

See you later, Mom!

She believed.

(spaceship buzzing)

Help us Jean-Luc!

Sorry.

(spaceship buzzing)

Mercy!

Please!

Please, forgive me Father for I have sinned.

I have tried - Please have mercy on me!

(soft music)

Carrie, do you believe?

Yes I believe you, you're the messiah, I can see it now!

To see is not to believe.

(spaceship buzzing)

(birds chirping outside)

Why do you smile when you see the sun?

Why do you think?

Did you think I was a vampire?

No.

Of course not.

If you're waiting for someone to come and save you,

you're wrong!

No one can save you!

(alarm beeping)

(door handle creaking)

Oh!

I think my new friend is getting up.

I have one last story to tell you.

Really? Good, good, good!

If he hears his mommy's voice, he'll come and join us!

It's the story of a baby who was abandoned

in front of an orphanage.

(soft music)

He was taken in by nuns but strangely,

he wouldn't drink milk.

It was impossible to feed him

and his condition got worse every day.

Then one evening she found out what the baby wanted.

(grunting lightly)

(soft music)

(baby crying softly)

(soft ominous music)

The nun decided to take care of him,

hiding from the others how she was feeding him,

day after day.

The boy grew quickly, faster than the others.

But one day, they were found out.

(muffled arguing)

The nun was banished from the orphanage.

She came back every day but was never let in.

And then finally, what had to happen, happened.

(soft violin music)

The child just wanted to be fed.

He needed someone to control his hunger.

The nun knew on her own, she wouldn't be able to cope.

So she left the country and joined up with

the one person she could trust,

her father.

Together, they devised a plan to feed the child

without attracting attention.

You were telling me that you liked blood?

Well you're not the only one.

(door creaking)

(doll giggling nervously)

Good morning sweetie.

Did you sleep okay?

(child growling)

(doll giggling nervously)

Actually, I don't think I like monsters

that much anymore.

You can believe me when I say,

you're probably to his liking.

(child growling)

(doll giggling nervously)

(doll screaming)

Roman, will you remember to tidy up

after you've had your breakfast?

And please untie your mother.

(soft ominous music)