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"Straws were drawn all around

to figure out who'd be eaten, Ahoy! Ahoy!

Fate selected the youngest,

the shipboy, who started crying,
Ahoy! Ahoy!"

- [screams]
- [EKGs beeping]

[sobbing]

[door opens]

I'm sorry.

Sorry about last night.
I screw everything up.

Hey, I'm here.

Whatever happens, I'm here. Okay?

We have to go. They're waiting for us.

For the funeral.

I know.

I can't do it.

She was my mom.

She was my mom.

Exactly.

That's why we're going together.

Come on.

[door closes]

Okay. Let's start with this.

- [Sébastien] Not wine?
- [Arnaud] Absolutely not.

- To your mother.
- Your mother.

To your mother.

[bell dings]

I'll be right back.

Okay, Séby. Stand up.

Come on. Stand up.

Come on, guys. Stand up.

Come on, guys.

Love hug.

[Aurore] No. Wait, guys.
You can't do that.

A love hug without me?

There.

Hey. Actually, I love you, guys.

Me, too. I love you.

For me, it depends.

[all chuckle]

It was okay without you, too.

[Aurore] You nasty rich girl.

Tonio, are you loving this?

You bet.

Mrs. Larsimon's stuffed tomatoes.
It's her recipe.

[Tonio] I loved coming here for them.

Yeah, right. It was more to ogle me.

I never ogled.

You're always ogling. You're like me.
It runs in the family.

Uh...

Just saying, it's not cooked through.

I agree. It's undercooked.

Untrue. They're cooked. I just like
the meat rare. It's my personal touch.

[pop music playing over speakers]

Thank you, my Aurore.

- My tomatoes sucked.
- True.

It's hard to make them like my mom's.

I'll go shower.

[water running]

WRITE

[doorbell rings]

Hello.

Hi there.

[engine running]

You've heard about global warming?

I know. In 200 years, we're all dead.

I'm taking Emma somewhere.

Uh, I really doubt she'd go anywhere
with a cop.

Especially two hours
after her mom's funeral.

Damn. It was today.

[sighs] I forgot. I'm such an idiot.

You said it.

Hi, Samuel.

Hi, Emma.

I know the timing's awful, but I need you.

I'm not sure why yet, but let's say,
things are still evolving.

What's evolving?

You had dessert?

Have dessert. I'll be right there.

Mm-hm.

My mother's dead.

I know, Emma. I'm sorry, but...

Mrs. Daugeron has officially
been charged with homicide.

She has come to,
and she wants to talk to you.

I don't.

I imagine. That's why I took notes.
She asked me to tell you...

she's no longer Marianne.

How convenient.

Marianne took something from her.

No, what she actually said

was that Marianne never leaves
empty-handed.

So, she took something from her.

Her eyes.

She says she took her eyes.

Excuse me?

Mrs. Daugeron is now blind.

It's as if...

her optic nerves were ripped out,

but from the inside, you see?

One after the other.
The doctors are stun...

Anyway, Mrs. Daugeron says
Marianne took them.

[Ronan clears throat]

She only wants you.

She says it's important.

Mostly for you.

[Daugeron] I'm sorry, Emma.

It's as if I was waking up
from a never-ending nightmare.

I'm sorry about your mom, Emma.

I'm so very sorry...

for what she made me do.

I was no longer here.

She took me by the dark water.

I saw...

I saw the city.

[sobbing]

Caroline.

My little girl.

And Philip...

I feel I did something to him as well.

Something horrible.

Inspector Ronan, where are you?

Here, Mrs. Daugeron.

Promise me you'll find him. My Philip.

Yes, I promise you.

[Daugeron] God will not forgive me,
I know it.

I've taken the worst possible path.

I've walked by the sea.

I saw the city.

I am cursed.

But you're not, Emma.

Listen to me carefully.

Marianne existed long before you,

a very long time ago.

But thanks to you, she came back.

- Thanks to me?
- [Daugeron] I don't know how, but...

you are linked in some way.

Intimately linked.

And where is she now?

She's no longer in me...

but she is still here.

Somewhere.

Emma, if she wants you to write, do it.

Do what she wants.

Or she'll make your life a nightmare.

Just like mine.

She'll turn everything you know
into a nightmare.

[Daugeron sobbing]

You think we're crazy?

[Ronan chuckles]

You know, miss...

what I know is that I know nothing.

Whoever says he knows

is a damn liar.

If Marianne has left her...

Where is she now?

Or rather, inside whom?

We must find her.

Is this to...

Seal our alliance.
We do it where I'm from.

First, you go home,
and you do not obey her, no matter what.

Okay? You resist till the end.

Second, I will search for her.

- Okay.
- Let's go.

[engine starts]

CHAPTER 7
THE INSPECTOR'S DAY

[doorknob rattles]

[coughing]

[flies buzzing]

[groaning]

[Ronan] Hold him.

[gasping]

I need a cigarette.

Come on.

Closing already?

[Pat] Oh, fuck it.

What are you doing?

Pat.

I know you're here.

Go away. Since you brought me that thing,
only shit happens to me.

My woman left me, I've moved back home.
At my mother's, get it?

You're cursed,
and you brought a curse on to me.

- [Ronan] I need your wisdom.
- There's none left.

- Open up.
- No.

- I want to show you something.
- No.

- Just tell me what it is.
- No!

Pat.

[pages flipping]

- What are you doing?
- What is it?

I don't understand it.

It's a forbidden tongue.

Leave. Use your days off,
your savings and go on vacation.

- What's it called?
- It has no name.

It's a cursed tongue, without a name.

That there is an insult to God.
It's like spitting in his face.

Local witches used it
a very long time ago.

- When?
- When there were witches.

- Were there many?
- There were some.

Trial reports are kept in churches.

- In churches?
- In Elden, other counties, everywhere.

The church keeps records.

Bye, Sam.

Wait, wait!

There's a recurring symbol.

Like a circle with weird signs.

It's a seal.

Like an emblem?

- That's it.
- Whose emblem?

I don't know, Sam.

What I know is that whoever uses
this language achieves their objective.

Witch or whatever it is,
you mustn't obey it, okay?

Never. It will only ever lie,

cheat and destroy everything.

The only thing you might be able to use
against it...

is its name.

- Meaning what?
- Knowing its name

gives you power over it.

Thanks, man.

[Xavier] Son of a bitch.

[Xavier shouts]

Hello, Father.

Why the shovel?

Why are you here?

It was open.

It is always open,

but don't overdo it.

I understand.

You're a believer?

Increasingly these days.
I've been forced to be, in a way.

It's a funny world, right?

It's not that funny.

You hang out with Emma Larsimon.

I don't hang out anymore, Father.
Let's say I have to deal with her.

- Ah.
- Mm.

Let's stop playing coy.
Tell me why you're really here.

Okay.

I was told there are records here.

The Elden County witch trial records

from way back in the 17th century.

The Molitor report?

Yes. That's it.

Sorry. I can't help you.

- Why is that?
- I don't have the report.

And why not?

You stole it from me.

- Excuse me?
- You've just stolen it from me.

What justifies such allegations?

My desk, over there. I see the lock, too.

It's been broken.

It's nighttime and you're here,

so I deduce you stole it.

[scoffs]

You know,
that's a grave accusation, Father.

- Theft is illegal.
- It's even a sin.

Exactly! And you're accusing me?

Yes, I am.

Okay.

What now?

I suggest you give it back

and you go home.

You won't have to confess.

It's very inconvenient
because I really need this old book.

I can't let you keep it.

I need to read a bit.
I'll return it tomorrow.

You don't understand.

Precisely. I must understand.

Give it back.

You'd assault a policeman?

If necessary, yes.

You can't. You're a man of God.

I'm doing it for him.

Okay.

I understand. It's beyond my capability.

There you are.

It is God's... and the devil's?

Exactly.

You bastard.

Asshole!

Sorry, Father!

You again?

What do you want now?

Fuck.

Do you still have your copy
of the Nuremberg whatsit?

You're a pain.

Pat.

The Nuremberger Hexenhammer.

You say it well.

The seal you had...

The weird emblem?

It's the seal of a demon, Beleth.

Beleth?

That's his name. Beleth.

He is a demon king.

King of what?

Of 85 legions in hell.

A mighty and terrible king.

Whoever used his emblem in the notebook
must be connected to him somehow.

Say, I have a feeling
that it's the last time we meet.

Don't be stupid.

I'd love to be wrong.

If you do what I think you'll do...

I want a proper goodbye.

Okay.

Goodbye, Pat.

Thank you, man.

FUCK YOU

[cell phone buzzes]

Yes?

What?

CHAPTER 8
SHALL WE PLAY?

[children laughing]

- [grunting]
- That's it.

Great.

You've got to be kidding.
This is, like, live right now?

They appreciate it.

Are we even allowed to be here?

They requested it.

- Go on.
- Get ready, ma'am.

It's going to be time.

[doctor] Okay. Now...

Push.

Take a breath.

Now push.

Actually, I think I'll go out.

You're making a scene again?

It's a lovely moment they want to share.

Is it too much to ask
or you'd rather listen to your mom?

What?

- [nurse] Here we go.
- When do we do the epidural?

[doctor] Too late.
The cervix is fully dilated.

We'll do it the old-fashioned way.

I can't do it.

Don't worry. It won't be long.

He's coming! Now, we push. Go on.

[electricity buzzing]

Okay.

Okay. Push now. Go on.

Push harder! He's here. I see him.

Let's push!

I can't.

[doctor] He's coming. Okay, let's go now.

[screaming]

[Sébastien] What's going on?

- What?
- [Arnaud] Is there a problem?

[doctor] No, it's just...

blood.

[squishing]

[screaming]

[screaming]

It hurts!

It hurts!

[shrieking]

God damn it.

[cell phone buzzing]

- Hello?
- [Aurore] That's it, Emma.

What happened?

It's Séby.

What about Séby?

He's going to be a dad.

Are you coming over

or should I come pick you up?

Come and join us. Hurry up.

I'm glad you could come.

I wasn't sure if you were sleeping.

I was. I was sleeping.

It's a big event, idiot.
He's the first parent of the gang.

Are they in there?

[Arnaud] Uh...

Yeah.

We're not going in?

Uh, no. We'll let them live this in peace.
I'm glad they told us.

[Arnaud] Now, I usually...

Where's your brother?

Okay. I'm ashamed.

I sort of went back to sleep, like a jerk,
so he filled in for me.

You've been drinking?

You haven't?

Shit. It won't go smoothly.

- Why say that?
- Don't be a jerk.

- I have to go in.
- Hey, no. Wait.

Only doctors and pregnant women in there.

I have to warn Séby.

- Stop.
- Warn him about what?

This baby shouldn't come.

That's insane.

I dreamt about it. Something horrible is
going to happen. Let go!

Take it easy and sit down.
You're saying crazy stuff like before.

Okay? What you're saying is not rational.
Take a deep breath.

Okay, okay, okay. You're right.

I know it's hard for you,

but it's reality, okay?

- Try to be happy for him, okay?
- Yes, of course.

I'm an idiot. It's going to be good.

Damn it, Emma, wait!

[muffled shouting]

[Sébastien] That's it.

I'm a dad.

[all laughing]

- Love hug.
- [Aurore] Love hug.

Love hug.

That's great.

MOLITOR REPORT

[Molitor] Herein is the report
of Marianne Basselin's trial

by Ulrich Molitor, Crown Prosecutor.

I can assert on this Holy Tuesday

that Marianne Basselin has
for the Lord's work only disgust,

rage, and contempt.

In the year of our Lord 1587, she is born

of Blanche and Auguste Basselin,
a blacksmith.

On her seventh birthday,
the family's home goes up in smoke.

Out of the burning house emerge only
young Marianne and her cat Mathurin.

Marianne is raised by sisters
of the Sacred Court.

Over the next two years,
the plague strikes the convent.

Buboes and dark blood in the valley
spare neither child nor saint,

except a teenage Marianne
and Mathurin the cat.

At 16, she marries Paul Marot,
a bell ringer.

Very soon a child is born,
strong and healthy

until he turns 3 months old

and his wooden cradle is left
too close to the hearth.

He is devoured alive by the flames.
His parents mourn him,

and Marianne clamors around the village
that the cradle sounded hollow.

Wanting to redeem himself,

Paul wants another child.

Marianne gives him two
who will live to be older.

But on a solstice night,
Marianne takes them in the moonlight

to play in the Horned Wood.

Some say not only three were
in the woods that night.

One thing is certain:

Marianne came back alone at dinnertime.

She slits the throat
of bell ringer Paul Marot.

Legend holds that Marianne wed Beleth,

king of cats, before the devil.

The lumberjack's son, curious,
swears before God

he has seen the fires of hell dance
on the sitting room's walls.

[metal clanging, then cat meowing]

We captured tonight the cursed one.

She cried out to the world:

"I will return to take your children

and your grandchildren,
and they'll experience hell.

You can believe Marianne.
She never leaves empty-handed."

Marked with the Holy Cross,
buried five feet under

and with her without a doubt,

will her pact with the devil be burned
until naught is left.

Then will her soul be freed,

removed from the devil's reach,
pardoned before God.

Amen.

[Emma] Dad.

You have to wake up, okay?

You have to wake up.

[knock on door]

May I?

[door closes]

Are you okay?

Great.

I wanted to tell you, after Lucie's death,

your parents were supportive.

No, wait. Hey...

It's all good now.

It was 15 years ago.

I swear, it's good now.

Okay?

[clears throat]
Once my mother went to a medium.

[both chuckle]

She, um, wanted me to come along.

You know what I think
about this kind of stuff.

Normally I wouldn't have gone, except...

when you lose someone...

So, I went along.

And as soon as I came into his house,

the guy looks me straight in the eye,
and he says...

"There's a little girl who wants
to talk to you. She looks a bit like you."

Wait. It's all good stuff, I swear.
Look at me.

I promise you.

I'm thinking, "It's super weird,
too bizarre." That's too easy, right?

My mother has obviously told him.

She swears she hasn't.

So, I really feel like leaving.
I'm feeling super weird.

The medium goes on and he says...

He says he has a word

that flashed through his mind
that the little girl keeps repeating.

And the word was Nana.

- That's what she called you.
- Yes.

- But that's what she called you.
- Yes!

He told me lots of things
that only I would have known.

I cried the whole time.

But not bad tears.

She said she was fine.

She's doing fine.

I'm so sorry.

I'm not telling you so you'll feel sorry.

I'm just saying that, actually,
when it happened, your parents were great.

For about two years, they would come over
and cook meals for us.

Your dad would mow the lawn,
chop some wood.

Your mom would cook roasts, or vice versa.
I forget who did what, but...

Without them,
my mom would have gone totally nuts.

So, you're still in love with Nono.

Stop bugging me about it. Not at all.

You can say it now.
You've waited long enough.

You wanted to take him from me.

You really think I've been thinking
about this for 15 years?

Yes, I think
you've been obsessing about it.

Well, not at all.

And...

- Not at all.
- I got to you.

- Not at all.
- In love for 15 years without saying it.

Stop it. Shall I drive you back?

You both live here.

Stop doing this with your fingers.

Stop it or I'm going to kick your ass!

[Emma] Really, how...?

[floor creaks]

[floor creaks]

[Marianne] Emma!

[door opens]

[screaming]

You're not writing. So, let's play.

[footsteps approaching]

[footsteps approaching]

[footsteps approaching]

- [child] Nana!
- [gasps]

[door creaking]

Nana...

[Aurore] Lucie?

[thudding]

Lucie?

It's just a nightmare.

[Lucie] No, it's life that is a nightmare.

Because of you, because of Emma.

I'm hallucinating.

It's your fault. Emma's fault.

What do you mean?

Talk to her. She knows. Yes, she knows.

You're not Lucie.

You think?

Don't stay under here.

I'm not under the bed anymore.

I'm in your head.

[shrieks]

[easy-listening music playing
over headphones]

ROOM 28

HALLWAY 2

HALLWAY 4

NURSERY

[alarm wailing]

[baby crying]

What's going on?

[crying stops]

[closing theme playing]