All language subtitles for The.Brotherhood.of.Satan.197

Woman: What is that?
Man: I know I can do it.

Man: Get that door open!

Woman: It is going to hit us!

It's going to hit us!

Man: Get those kids out of here!
Woman: I can't move!

- Okay, you all set?
- Yeah! Go ahead, call them.

Go ahead.

Okay, hey, gang, come on.
Hurry it up. Whoa!

Come on, sit over there.

- Blow out the candles.
- Make a wish.

- It's raining.
- Oh!

We'd better get out of here.
Okay, pick up everything you can.

- K.t. Grab what you can, baby.
- K.T. You go to the car, hurry up.

I'm getting
all wet. I'm getting all wet.

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Oh, my god.

Sheriff!

Hello!

Anybody there?

Sheriff, I've come to report an accident.

It's about two miles south.

Sheriff...
You understand what I said, sheriff?

There's been an accident!

What's going on, Ben?

Oh, here's the sheriff.

Sheriff, there's been a terrible accident.

- Wait! Sheriff!
- What are you doing?

Right, now stay like that, mister.

Ma'am, get out of the way.
Tobey! Tbbey!

Stop it! Leave her alone!
All right, gets your hands off her.

- Cool it!
- Benjamin Holden? 44, 26th street?

- Radford.
- Encino, California?

- Uh, Westwood.
- I see.

Are you in advertising, Mr. Holden?

No, I'm an engineer.

- Who do you work for?
- Torrance...

Garrett corporation in
torrance, California.

All right, you can turn around now.

I see you're not married, Mr. Holden.

Whose little girl is that?

Mine.

Her mother?

Her mother was killed six years ago.

Did you have any trouble
getting in here, Mr. Holden?

Man: They said they had
a little girl with her.

They... they're help,
it's help coming.

- It's over.
- Are you sure?

Over.

Hold it a minute.

You took them from me!

Nicky, come on, get in the car, hurry.

Hurry up, k.T.

My god, they're all mad.

Shut it off, tobey.

- Well, I thought a little music might...
- Tobey.

You can take one of these right now.

- Go on. Go on. Take it.
- Here you are.

Now we understand you wanting
to leave town, Mike,

but you got to think about little Joey.

He's right, Mike.

Now, these are going to
make you feel a lot better.

You just get on back to
your house, take one of these,

every four hours,
and get yourself some sleep.

Hey.

Joey, you get your daddy home
all right, won't you?

Yes, Dr. Duncan. Come on, daddy.

Atta boy, Joey.

Hillsboro...

Well, I can understand how he feels.

First it was his sister and
her family and then his...

We all understand, tobey,
just... drop it.

Dr. Duncan, you look like hell.

Look, don't start on me.

Six hours sleep in three days.

You don't look so hot yourself.

Yeah, I heard.

Some people got in.

And the car was completely crushed, huh?

Just like an egg shell.

And of course,
little Timmy's missing.

Probably.

What's the difference?

What the hell's the difference, doc?

Simmer down.

Pete, what happened
to the people who got in?

I don't know.

I don't know anything anymore.

Well...

I guess I'll have to take the truck out.

Tobey.

Sheriff, I think
it's about time that we all...

Tobey, we've got to.

Why do I always have
to be the one to go out...

Tobey.

Well, is there anyone else
around here that can do...

Tobey.

Oh, tobey.

Well, for a man with a heart condition,

you sure picked
one heck of a place to retire.

That town...

Ben, do you think...

- Ben!
- Daddy!

Oh, daddy, we killed her,
we killed her.

- It's all right, k.T.
- Oh, daddy!

- I saw her.
- We killed her.

I just saw her. We all saw...

- Daddy, daddy, what happened to
the little girl?

- It's all right, baby. It's all right.
- Where is she?

There's no little girl, sweetheart.
It's okay, it's okay.

Nicky.

- I'll go check the car.
- Okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

Well, can you drive it?
Will it get us out of here?

Eventually, but not right now.

Come on, we'll have to
head back toward town.

Oh, Ben, no.

Listen, there's something
terribly sick about that town.

Those people, that crushed car.

I don't want to go back there.

I know, honey, but what do you suggest?

It's going to be dark in an hour,
we don't know what's out this way.

I don't know, maybe... maybe we could
catch a ride, a car will come by.

How many cars have you seen on this road?

Well, I...

Look, sweetheart, there's a gas
station on the outskirts of town.

Now we'll go there, we can
call Jim, he'll pick us up...

Ben, I won't face that town again.

- All right, all right.
- It's not all right.

If you have something to say,
lower your voice and smile.

You've made all the decisions.
What's there to smile about?

Damn it, Nicky! Make some sense.

Well, I'm making a lot more
sense than you are.

- Nicky, will you please...
- No!

Nicky...

Come on, k.T.

Nicky, too.

Nicky, too.

Do you have to follow me everywhere?

I wanna play.

Why don't you go back in
the house where you belong?

- I don't have to.
- Do, too.

- I'll scream.
- Don't you dare!

Well, I wanna play.

Oh, all right then, but you
have to do what I tell you.

- Do what?
- Fix dinner for Princess, stupid.

All right.

Well, do it.

Don't cry, baby. Stuart's
fixing you a nice dinner.

Stuart!
Aren't you ready yet, Stuart?

Just a minute.

Well, you can't expect
her to wait forever.

My goodness!

Why do I have to cook
for your dumb doll?

Because I tell you to.

You let the kids out of the house.

Don't ever do that again, you hear?

Don't any of you go outside.

I don't know what I'd do if anything...

Oh, ed, what is it?
What's happening?

Go on, get washed up for supper now.

- Go on.
- Gee, daddy, I just washed this morning.

Come on, dummy.

There was another accident
this afternoon.

Your sister, Edith...

Hn...

The car was, uh...

The car was...

Crushed.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry.

I'm going to tell daddy you
didn't wash your face properly

and you didn't use soap.

Oh, Stuart, you make such a mess.

- Why did you do that, you stupid?
- Hey!

Children, please, please.

Oh, lord, we thank thee for the...

Bounty we are about to receive.

For the blessings of...
This day.

And the blessings that will...

Come our way in the future.

Oh, lord...

We thank thee...

With a full and humble...

Heart.

Amen.

Amen.

Come in, children.

I have nothing which is not thine.

- Prudence! Henri!
- So good to see you. It's been ages.

Prudence, how grand you look. I haven't
seen you look so well in centuries.

Gaufridi.

By golly, I've never seen you
look better, Henri.

Feeling like a kid, gaufridi.

You'll...
You'll always be a kid.

Prudence, you were lucky the last time.

- Yes, I was.
- Woman: I hope I will be this time.

Well, when was the last time?

- France.
- France

oh, the time that we had on the riviera.

- Will you join us?
- Certainly.

- Thank you.
- To the future.

Why did you wait till now?

You're a naughty girl.

All right, all right,
I'll take you.

Ed:
"And each one as before will chase

"his favorite phantom;

"yet all these

"shall leave their mirth
and their employments,

"and shall come
and make their bed with thee.

"As the long train of ages glides away,

"the sons of men,

"the youth in life's green spring

"and he who goes
in the full strength of years,

"matron and maid,

"the speechless babe
and the gray-headed man,

"shall one by one be gathered to thy side

"by those, who in their turn
shall follow them.

"50 live,

"that when thy summons comes to join

"the innumerable caravan,

"which moves to that mysterious realm,

"where each shall take his chamber

"in the silent halls of death,

"thou... go not
like the quarryslave at night

"scourged to his dungeon,

"but, sustained and soothed

"by an unfaltering trust,

"approach thy grave

"like one who wraps the
drapery of his couch about him,

"and lies down to pleasant dreams."

Come in, children.

Hello! Is anyone in there?

Hello! Anybody home?

May we come in, please?

Sheriff: Right over here, bill.

All right, I got it.

Come on out.

Priest: "Oh, god, you alone are ever
merciful and sparing of punishment.

"Humbly we pray in behalf
of the soul of your servant,

"ed and Mildred meadows whom you have
commanded to go forth from this world.

"Do not hand them over to the power of
the enemy and do not forget them forever,

"but command that these souls
be taken up by the holy angels

"and brought home to paradise.

"So that since they hoped
and believed in you,

"they may not undergo
the punishments of hell,

"but rather possess everlasting
joys of Christ our lord. Amen."

"May the angels take you into paradise,

"may the martyrs come to
welcome you on your way

"and lead you to the holy city, Jerusalem.

"May the choir of angels welcome
you with Lazarus, who once was poor

"and may you have everlasting rest."

"'I am the resurrection and the life.

"'He who believes in me,
even if he dies, shall live.

"'And whoever lives and believes
in me shall never die."'

"blessed be the lord, the god of
Israel, because he has visited

"and raised up a horn of salvation for us

"in the house of David, his servant.

"As he promised through the mouth of his
holy one, the prophets of old,"

"oh, god, you alone are the
merciful and sparing of punishment.

"Humbly we pray with al Howard

for whom you have commanded to
go forth from this world."

"Do not hand them over to the power of
the enemy and do not forget them forever,

"but command that these souls
be taken up by the holy angels

"and brought home to paradise.

"So that since they hoped
and believed in you,

"they may not undergo
the punishments of hell,

"but rather possess everlasting
joys of Christ our lord. Amen."

"May the angels take you into paradise,
may the martyrs come to welcome you..."

I have nothing which is not thine.

He didn't meet me.

He didn't meet me.

Well, I don't understand
what could have happened.

What's wrong with everybody?

- I...
- How lovely to see you again, Alice.

Dame Alice.

Yes, isn't it?

But I don't think you've met Phyllis.

Hello.

My dear Alice, it's been a very long time.

Yes, Anna, it has.

Am I the last to arrive?

Almost.

Have you seen them yet?

Mine's lovely.

You're number 11, next to mine.

I wonder what he's got for you.

Doc: Dame Alice!

Dame Alice!

You are come at last.

Very unwilling you were to come.

You must, proud lady,
be whipped to the enterprise

and cry and moan for mercy.

An outcast to your own blood.

Not so! Oh, not so!

Rather would I forget myself
than forget thee!

Degenerate creature,
weakling soul.

Is this the result of
our master's teaching?

What have you in your bowels?

Love for thee.

Oh, prince of darkness.

I gave...
By all your holy laws did I live.

I sacrificed.

Not once, on high holy days
did I fail to give thee homage

or spread thy story
among the uninitiated.

Can you believe that he who has
renewed the very blood in your veins

who was your lover,
your husband,

should fail to see,
yea even through the screen

of your miserable mouthings and gyrations,

the one great blot that covers
all else as if it were nothing.

I adore thee.

Alice.

My baby.

Undone, even before he was born

and desperately wicked.

Dead to Satan from the beginning.

At his mother's breast,
he was a damned soul already.

He adores thee.

You foul minded wretch.

Think you that he who rules this
earth should fail to feel this blow.

You were one of the chosen few, Alice,

to taste the fruits of everlasting life,

and you would permit our child
to be baptized and dedicated

to that belief that I despise so much.

My baby, my baby.

Not your baby, our baby,
Satan's baby!

Enough.

Alice, you move my disgust too strongly.

But it is not for us, servants
and sinners all to judge you.

Let us into the presence of
greatness and power and truth.

There shall your deed be
weighed and judged.

All: Weighed and judged.

Weighed and judged.

Greeting, dear one.

'Tis we...

We would enter into your presence.

We bow and yield to your greatness.

Ye who penetrates the future,

who calls up the past,

who holds for us the days
that fly so fast,

hear ye now,

the lowly one,

the child who has strayed,

hear and judge.

All: Hear and judge.

Hear and judge.

I adore thee. I am yours.

My master and my god.

I want no other.

Gracious is the light of your countenance,

and your service,
a sweet service of delight.

Well, you feel better after
that stew, k.T.?

- Yes. Thank you, Mr. Tobey.
- Sure.

If you need any more
blankets, you just call.

Thanks

It's gonna be all right, k.T.

Wanna read one of my books?

I don't think so.

How old are you, k.T.?

I'm eight... today.

Deay?
Well, then today is your birthday.

Uh-huh.

I bet you got a lot of
nice presents, too, huh?

I haven't seen them yet.

We're supposed to open them
at grandma's house tonight,

but we got lost and came here.

I'll tell you what, k.T.,
you wait right here, huh?

A realistic solution.

Do you think I'm trying
not to be realistic.

- Something we can do something about.
- You think I'm avoiding the situation?

We got no time left for this...

Pete, that's my point.
We've got no time.

Religious dribble.

Everything we've talked
about has been from one...

- Happy birthday, k.T.
- Thank you, Mr. Tobey.

Ah, that's all right.

Well, good night, everybody.
Night, k.T.

- Thank you, tobey.
- Good night, tobey.

Hey, pumpkin, it's about time
you got some sleep.

Come on.

Tomorrow night we'll be in that
little pink room of yours, all right?

- Okay, daddy.
- Give me a love.

Oh, boy!

Get some sleep.

Priest: No, I just want you to admit
you've tried everything you know

and you're still in the dark.
You tried to find the cause

and we're no farther along than you
were when this whole thing started.

You've tried to get out
of town a dozen times

to get help and
you're beat back each time.

You tried, man, you tried, but
we're not going to make any headway

until we open our minds and senses and
realize we're up against something

that's way beyond anything
that we now can comprehend...

Good night, tiger.

Pete, I understand your practical
approach and your good logic,

- but it isn't getting us anywhere.
- Whoo-whee.

- You got to admit,
we've exhausted everything...

- All right, all right, don't...

- Baby came on schedule almost to the hour.

- But now what we've got to
consider is what I...

- Normal birth,

- what we don't understand,
- weighed nine pounds.

- Or even believe.

- Nice to have something normal
in this town for a change.

- Doc, we're talking about something...
- There ain't nothing normal in this town.

- Well, the baby, nine pounds.
- Come on, wait a second. - The mother's...

- All right! Will you shut up a second?

- Yes.

- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, it's just I...

I don't know, back in theology,

I took some courses in exorcism
and I've been re-reading some...

- Father, I've been thinking about...
- I still don't get it.

- Huh? What?

- No food stuff getting in, no mail
delivery, utilities, nothing.

Now there's got to be a
reason for you getting in here,

but I'll be darned if
I can figure out what it is.

- Well, I can tell you, it sure
as hell wasn't intentional.

- Yeah.

- Father... you've brought this
up before a couple of times.

You know anything more
about what you're talking about?

- I'm not sure. I'm not sure.

But except for you,
some malevolent force has...

- Huh?

- Some power, something,

has prevented anybody from getting in or
out of hillsboro for the last three days.

Now I'm saying that we've tried
all ordinary means

to find a solution and now we've
got to go one step further.

We've got to consider the possible
existence of something metaphysical

- something... something supernatural.
- Aw, come on, Jack.

Twenty six people slaughtered
in a little over 72 hours.

Six families wiped out.
All those kids missing.

Perkins family sliced up like a thrashing
machine was run through the bedroom.

- I know.
- The bermers pulverized.

- There's Don and Jeannie Howard...
- Yeah, they're suffocated.

- I know that.
- The others not enough left to tell.

And those families he found,
suffocated and crushed.

- I know.
- Three more kids missing.

Now what's supernatural
about that, boy?

- Pete, if you weren't so damn stubborn,
you'd open your mind for a moment.

- I know what you're talking about, father.

I've been reading about those flying
saucers and those little green men.

- Little green men?

- I'm not talking about little green men.

- Well, then what in the heck
are you talking about?

- Doc, if you'd give me the courtesy to
listen for one minute, I'd explain it.

- Okay, okay, Jack.

- Look at that.

- Now, you tell me about those little
green men that aren't little green men.

- Tobey, you kill me.

You and them stupid magazines.

The little green men.
Flying saucers...

- All right.

Okay, okay.

- Little green men.
- I know how it sounds,

but if only consider the fact
that some mystical force,

for whatever reason has thrown
a cordon around this town.

- You know, you're all like me.

You're too tired to figure out
anything right now.

And that is a professional opinion.

- Yeah, you're right, doc.
- Let's get a couple of hours sleep

and then we'll try again tomorrow.

- Okay, okay.

- Good night.
- Both: Good night, doc.

- Doc: Night.
- Men: Good night, doc.

Sheriff: Little green men.

Oh, Ben...

It's all right. It's okay.

Oh, Ben.

I think you just had a bad
dream, didn't you?

- Go wet a towel. You know where they are.
- Yes, daddy.

Oh, Ben,
get us out of here, Ben.

- We're going to get out.
- No, I mean now, right now.

This place is evil.

We've got to get away
before something happens.

- Nothing's going to happen.
- Oh, yes, it is. I know it is.

Oh, please, Ben. Do you hear me?

- Promise me.
- All right. I promise.

Here, daddy.

I mean it. I mean it.

I promise.

Come on, lay down.

Please.

Morning.

We're leaving.

Fresh coffee?

You know where I can get my car fixed?

Normally I could tell you
a couple of places, but uh...

Things aren't exactly normal.

Normally I don't ask for help,
but, mister,

this town's just about ready to explode.
It's walking right on edge.

You saw 'em.

I got old doc,

I got the priest,
you heard him last night and...

I'm asking you.

I'll bring help.

Yesterday a little girl with
a music box...

What's it gonna be today?

Blue merc outside.

K.t.!

Hey, k.T.!

K.t., you forgot your...

- Are you hurt, either of you?
- No, daddy.

Nicky?

Okay. You've got a right to cry.

Here.

Relax. I'll have the tire
fixed in a couple of minutes.

- K.t.! K.T.!
- K.T.! K.T.!

Where are you?
Come here, baby. K.T.!

My little girl is missing, I've
got a woman, hysterical with doc

and you sit there and tell
me you can't do anything?

Well, we've really changed
since this morning, ain't we?

- Damn it, you can try.
- Try?

I've tried to find other people's
kids, including my own niece.

I've tried a dozen times to
get out of this slaughter house.

- I'm tired.
- They took your little girl.

- "They" took?
- "They."

Black artisans,
celebrants of the black mass.

I'm talking about witchcraft.

You're always talking about
witchcraft these days, Jack.

Wait a minute. Hold it!

Do you know something about k.T.?

Well... yes and no.

What do you mean, "yes and no"?

Is that complete?

No, it isn't.

Count them.

A coven of witches consists of 13 people.

Eleven.

Yes, 11 missing children.

Now, if we assume that the coven
requires one child for each member,

then they needed two more, right?

The point we've been
overlooking is that each child,

each missing child was in a
specific age group from six to nine.

But our town was short one female child

and that's why you got in.

They needed your daughter.

Now, there are four more
little boys in that age group.

What do they want with these kids?

I don't know.

I don't know.

But if I'm right,
they do need one more

and one of those boys will be next.

Do you understand that, Pete?

The next and the last.

All right, if we can believe
that it's this... thing.

I don't know what good that gun'll
do you, Jack, but good luck.

Pete, you are the last person in the world

I ever thought would fall for
a cock and bull story like this.

What other choice I got, doc? Now
look, the houses are close enough

so if you see anything unusual,

just give us one of these and the rest
of us will come running. All right?

Well, I think it is absurd, but
if this is the way you all feel,

well, let's get this
nightclub on the road.

Yeah, let's do that, doc.
Take this, will ya?

- The Williams place.
- The Williams place.

- Jack, will you take care of the Nichols?
- Yeah.

Tobey, you go over to Perkins.

You come with me, will ya, Holden, I'll
show you where you can do the most good.

- Miss, if you'll stay right here...
- With me.

That's your choice.

All right, thanks.
Good luck, father.

Joey?

Joey!

Joey!

- Listen.
- What?

I thought I heard someone.

Joey!

Joey!

Greeting, dear one,

'tis we.

Late in the day of life,
we come.

Power of all powers,

with awe and supplication we beg and
plead the gift that has kept us with you

for io, these many centuries.

Is it possible, yet again,

to build that bridge that
connects the two worlds of...

And...

Oh!

I have nothing which is not thine.

Prince of darkness.

King of the dead.

Great Shepherd of the shades.

Open to us your loving children,
your domain,

your plains and spreading forest.

Your power,

your lust.

Make us one for all eternity.

Dame Anne!

Koran the elder!

Elisabeth of hoven.

Doc!

Doc!

Hey, doc!

Sheriff, that could be
doc's blood on his pants.

All right, Jack. Jack?
Now let's go over it one more time.

We need your help, boy.
Come on now, try to think.

Okay?

Have you seen Joey?

How 'bout Mike?

Jack, Jack!
Now, come on! Jack! Jack...

Come on now, it's me, Pete.

Don't you worry, boy,
we'll take care of you.

Have you seen doc?

What made you this way, boy?

Jack. Jack!
Come on now, boy, don't go to pieces.

Come on, Jack, you can't just
sit there. Boy, we need the help.

- You...
- Sheriff. It's no use. He can't help us.

If you are found wanting, he
shall judge ye to damnation.

Arise and come in, child.

Enter for yet another lifetime
in the brotherhood of Satan.

How say you,

Phyllis?

Satan,

I have nothing which is not thine.

In his presence, now kneel
and make thy covenant.

In this new life, nothing
shall come between us.

To thee will I cling, though all the
powers of heaven shall rage about me.

Thou art my god.

Though false gods tempt and lure me!

Thou art my god.

Though lean times come and
sorrow sits 'round about me.

Thou art my god.

The worldly flesh waver
and spirits weaken.

Thou art my god.

Fool thou art and fool I call thee.

If in the master's presence, you
should foul the air with lies and words

- that come only from the mouth.
- Never.

Know ye this, spawn of this earth,

that he has heard and he shall judge.

- Yes.
- Tremble in his awesome presence,

for even now he sees your innermost
thoughts and lays bare your very soul.

Oh!

If you are found wanting for this,

he shall judge you to damnation.

Oh, I adore thee.

My master and my god, I'm yours.

I want no other.

Precious is the light of your covenants

and your service,

a sweet service of delight.

Arise and come in, child.

Enter yet for another lifetime
in the brotherhood of Satan.

Ben: Know him?

It's Joey's father.

And now that most
glorious hour is at hand.

That moment when all time
bends to thy sweet presence.

We glorify thee.
We glorify thee.

We meet as in centuries past
to glorify thee.

Satan!

Behold thy supplicants,

thrice, three and three and one.

And three and one.

Thirteen souls who see
with joy unspeakable,

the golden bridge that connects
the two worlds of death...

All: Death...

And...

Hold it here. Hold it. Hold it!

- What's up there?
- It's the old Berry place.

I've checked. There's nothing there.

Wait a minute, wait! Let's check it again.

All right, let's make it fast.

Now stay with him, ma'am.

- Well?
- Nothin'.

In this youth,

may we, for yet another lifetime,

serve and glorify thee.

Possess these children
with the fire of thy holy way.

Fill them with the blood of your passion,

that will enable their weak spirits

to move in pursuit of your holy work.

Now,

before thy divine and awesome majesty.

We plead, we beg for change.

Change, we pray thee,

these bodies worn ancient in thy service

for this youth, which we
have gathered on your promise

for sacrifice to your holy will.

Hear and be merciful.

Satan, honor thy covenant!

Ben!

Stay close to me.

Let me in.

- Did you find anything?
- Nothing.

- Upstairs?
- Right.

Prince of darkness,
thy servants await thy hand.

Bright shining youth stands ready.

The old withers even now.

The happiest gate is...

Overwhelm us.

Glorify us.

Drown our useless age in blood.

Blood! Blood! Blood!

Strike! Strike while your
power possesses all!

Strike now!

Satan!

Satan!

Embrace the...

All dear ones...

'Tis me!

Tobey.

We know that in thy name is life.