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You saw her.

She's covered in jewels.

It will be the best loot we ever got.

Don't be a coward, Augusto.

Flora, we've desecrated tombs for a long time.

They're going to catch us one day.

We need to stop.

We shouldn't tempt fate so many times.

We have to leave this place. We need money.

I don't know what those jewels are worth.

It must be a lot.

It must be enough.

She's a murder victim.

The police may come back.

The Irvings are very powerful people.

And she was their favorite daughter.

If we get caught...

I don't even want to think about it.

Let's do it, Augusto.

You know me, you know what I can give you.

And you don't want me to leave you forever, do you?

Come on, Augusto.

Let's do it now.

We're shut in. Someone locked the door.

In the name of Baron Samedi,

in the name of Ife Kingdom's five ministers,

through the intercession of the Black Lords of the Mountain,

Gloria Irving, I order you, leave your tomb and obey me.

Obey me!

Open the door! Open!

Please, open the door!

Can anybody hear me?

Open! Open the door!

Open! Open!

Open!

Help! Help!

No!

Brothers, let us purify ourselves.

Anoint your mouth, your eyes, your forehead.

I will pay for my sins by destroying my body,

that I loved so much.

I give my happiness to the unhappy.

I give my vital breath to revive the agonizing.

We all accept your wisdom, oh Maharsi.

We all share the red banquet.

Let us proceed with the black banquet,

which will bring us the final liberation.

Your body is a pile of ashes.

Life is a bright-colored lie.

The doors of wisdom open before you.

Liberate yourselves, because nirvana is coming.

It's coming, coming...

Our master has reached an absolute command

of his prana.

He is integrated into the Absolute Everything.

Sorry, my uncles wouldn't let me leave.

Whisky.

You know I was cousin Gloria's best friend.

Poor things, they need me.

They are desolate. and I can comfort them.

I'd like to catch the swine who murdered her.

Gloria... So young. To die like this...

Krisna is a wonderful man.

His words are like a balm for the soul. He helped me.

He's an interesting guy. But you know I'm skeptical.

I think this guru thing is a bit of a snob trend.

I attended this session because you asked me.

But I have reservations.

Like all wise men, you're a skeptical after all.

But you'll change your mind when you get to know him better.

I hope you come with me to visit him.

He'll receive us in private.

I have arranged a meeting with him for tonight.

Believe me, that's a privilege he grants to few people.

This guru of yours gave you telepathic powers.

I was about to ask you to get me a meeting with him.

He'll convince you, you'll see.

I just need something interesting for my book.

I hope you can get something else out of it.

These daggers were used by the vicious Thugs.

The stranglers.

For their human sacrifices to Goddess Kali.

I got this one in Madras. It's a unique piece.

A testimony to the brutality my people suffered

for centuries.

But along with evil and idolatry,

some saint men passed on a message of peace and love.

Krisna, this has been a very interesting evening.

I'd like to meet you again, if that were possible.

I leave London tomorrow.

I bought an old house in Langwell.

- I'll stay there for a while. - But...

Those who want to hear my message will be welcome.

And you, Elvire, you will always be welcome.

You too, Mr. Redgrave.

My words belong to those who want to hear them.

But why leave London?

The big city is not the place to find myself.

I need all the purity

that only contact with nature can give me.

Langwell will be a wonderful place

to concentrate on meditation.

Excuse me, my prayer awaits. My soul will be blissful

when I see you in Langwell.

I was expecting you'd talk about Krisna.

Give me your opinion.

It was an interesting encounter for a professor of Psychiatry.

Your guru is a charismatic guy, no doubt.

But maybe he's not a visionary, but a fraud.

If I were you, Elvire,

I wouldn't pay him much attention.

You can play at being yogi if that amuses you.

But be careful. Don't go any further.

Good night, Lawrence, and thanks for your company.

See you at the club?

We promised to play golf with Leslie and Pamela.

- And we will. - Alright then.

See you tomorrow.

Father!

Father, help me!

Father!

Please help me!

- My condolences. - Thank you.

- We are truly sorry. - Thank you.

- We are here for you. - Thank you, Agatha.

Elvire, you can't continue to live locked up.

You've been here three days.

Why don't you leave London?

Take a trip to Switzerland or Spain...

I'll go with the only person who can help me.

Krisna.

Yes.

I wrote to him to announce my arrival.

OK.

If you think that will help you, go.

- I'll take you there myself. - No, thank you.

I'd rather take a train.

Did you tell Superintendent Hawkings?

Yes, he got my testimony.

He didn't have a problem with my departure.

- When are you leaving? - Tomorrow.

I have urgent issues at the clinic.

But I'll go visit you in a few days.

There you go. It's been a pleasure.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Good evening, miss.

Are you waiting for someone?

They were supposed to pick me up,

but they're not here yet.

Come with me, wait at my office.

My name is MacMurdo. I'm in charge of this station.

- It's very cold out here. - Yes... Thanks, Mr. MacMurdo.

Come in.

It's odd to see foreigners in Langwell.

Maybe you have family here?

My uncles, the Irvings. But they moved to London.

No wonder. After what happened to that girl...

It was horrible. I knew them, you know?

She was my cousin. My best friend.

I don't understand how you dare to come here.

This is not a good place.

A friend of mine lives here. Krisna Sanata.

OK...

He's the one who bought the devil's house.

They say he's a wise man. And very brave too.

Brave?

That house has been closed and uninhabited for many years.

- Why? - The Watlis lived there.

They were a cursed family.

They say they had a deal with the devil.

They celebrated black masses and sacrificed

women and children.

One day, the people went after them.

They were fed up with their crimes.

So they executed them.

They hung them from the trees.

Then the house was closed. Nobody wanted to buy it.

Until your friend came.

I don't think his servants are from here.

Otherwise they wouldn't do it.

This is not a good place.

Believe me.

Good evening.

You must be miss Elvire Irving.

That's me.

I'm Ti Zachary. Mr. Krisna sends me.

He's not feeling well. That's why I came.

Good night. Thank you for your hospitality.

Good night, miss. And good luck.

Welcome, sister.

Good night, Kala.

Elvire.

You don't know how glad I am to see you again.

I'm glad too. Very glad.

Krisna, you've been ill, haven't you?

The spirit controlling the body is not an illness.

I know tragedy has come to you,

but only through pain can we reach the happiness

we long for.

Krisna, I know I'll find relief by your side.

Susan, tell them to prepare dinner for our guest.

Kala, take her to her room.

Help her settle in.

Excuse the simplicity of this house.

You know I'm not one looking for comforts.

I'll be right back.

Elsie, take a heater to our guest's room.

Elvire, you must be very tired. It's late.

Yes, the journey was tough.

Good night, Krisna.

Be welcome, Elvire.

And have sweet dreams.

Poor devil, you've been fooled.

I'm a Watli. We're all Watlis.

You'll be a feast for Satan, our Lord.

He's waiting.

He's waiting, waiting...

No!

Elvire.

The station manager told me the legend of this house.

I was very shocked.

When I came to buy it, they told me about the Watlis.

About their deals with the devil.

They told me the house was haunted.

Silly superstitions. It's a quiet, beautiful place.

How can something so pure

hide any evil?

You're right.

You'll make my nightmares go away.

My fears, my memories...

I have so much faith in you.

What happened to you?

Kala told me you were ill.

- Yesterday you looked... - I'm fully recovered.

Temporary crises. They come from time to time.

And believe me, they make my spirit stronger.

Much stronger!

I was born in Benares.

My childhood and my youth were hard.

Terrible things happened.

I left India in search of inner peace.

I studied and travelled the world.

I was in Tibet, so close to Heaven...

I learned so much there.

Africa also gave me much of what I was seeking.

Now that I found myself, I can teach others.

Absalon, I couldn't wait to see you.

I had to come.

This is crazy, Olivia,

the guards may have seen you.

I have the key to the private door.

Nobody saw me.

And what did you tell Winston?

Absalon, how can you be

so afraid of that coarse butcher?

He has built an industry.

Yes, Cadogan Meat Industry.

I told that idiot that I had to play cards with the Parkers.

And as you can see,

I'm willing to play with you.

- Good afternoon, doctor. - Hello.

Could you find me works on fakirism?

I'm looking for Commentaires Sur Les Aphorismes

de Pentin Jalid, by somebody called Wamin.

Let's see if we’re lucky...

- I read your latest books. - What did you think?

I thought your study on voodoo was interesting.

The one on esotericism was also very good.

What are you working on, Mr. Redgrave?

Something about India, fakirs, yogis...

- Something like that? - Something like that.

Mmm...

Oh, sorry...

This one is about genital organs.

Wamin. Pardon my mistake.

This is it.

Thank you, Larson.

Lawrence, I made you come here because this case

is getting a bit disturbing. And we are, let's say...

bewildered.

You are a prominent psychiatrist

and also an expert in occultism and black magic.

We think you could contribute to the investigation, so...

It's obvious that the mind behind those murders

belongs to a madman.

A madman who believes in black magic and practices it.

He murders and then steals the corpses,

we don't know for what purpose.

I'm also very intrigued.

Especially since Elvire's father was murdered.

But I haven't been able to deduce much.

The papers gave little information about it.

The President prohibited us from giving information

until we catch the murderer. Panic could spread.

I still remember Elvire Irving's statement.

In that moment...

we thought it was nonsense, because she was very unsettled.

But after checking some facts, I've been thinking about it.

Here's a summary of investigations and facts.

A wax figure.

Melted wax by the desecrated graves.

Human blood stains.

Missing corpses.

Voodoo.

Voodoo?

Hawkings, someone here in London is resurrecting the dead.

Creating zombies.

Zombies? My knowledge in these areas is limited.

Could you explain voodoo to me in simple words?

In the Antilles, cradle of voodoo and zombies,

the black slaves from Senegal

spread these beliefs.

The magician who understands the secrets of voodoo

must be able to control inanimate beings,

the walking dead,

who are efficient and absolutely loyal.

That magician, with supernatural powers,

must be a true initiate.

- Go on. - An initiate?

Yes, an initiate they call "minister."

To achieve his aims, he uses evil spirits called "Monte."

In a black mass, they intercede before Baron Samedi

so the officiant subjugates the corpse through his spells.

Who is Baron Samedi?

He's some sort of... devil.

If all goes well, the magician will go then to the tomb

of the person he wants to enslave.

He will spray human blood, male blood if it's a woman,

female blood if it's a man,

over a wax figure resembling the dead person.

Then he'll burn this image.

Invocations, walking dead, wax figures...

Lawrence, this is Scotland Yard, London,

1972.

Never mind. Go on.

During the invocation of Baron Samedi,

the sorcerer will sacrifice a black hen.

Under a certain astral confluence,

he'll make himself immortal

by cutting a woman's throat and drinking her blood,

if the woman is loved

by someone related by blood to the officiant.

In these ceremonies, the sorcerer uses a medium,

chosen for his spiritual docility,

which will function as his vehicle before the Monte.

What else can I tell you?

Zombies are afraid of fire.

They are destroyed when their master dies.

It's extraordinary.

Hair-raising...

For better communication with Baron Samedi,

ceremonies must take place in favorable environments.

At an intersection where someone has been hanged, for instance.

Somewhere where a kid has been killed,

at a haunted house, etcetera.

It sounds mad to me.

But that madman will cause more trouble

than Jack the Ripper

and John Reginald Christie put together.

But there is something here that just doesn't add up.

A murder with a Hindu yatagan.

Strangulations with Thug methods.

We've found the most surprising coincidence.

All these murdered women whose corpses have been stolen

belonged to families that lived in India and knew each other.

These families stayed in India after independence in 1947.

Years later, around 1957,

a serious incident took place with a native, in Benares.

A rape and a murder.

These families got involved.

This forced the Irvings, the Hendersons,

the Mortimers and the Mortons to come back to England

because they weren't welcome in Benares.

They even suffered a few attacks.

And what happened?

You know, they were important families

and the whole thing was silenced.

Also, the murderer acts in different places,

very distant from one another.

Naturally.

He goes where he can attack the women of these families.

Let's see where he hits next...

and if we can stop him, God willing.

I have an intuition.

Rather vague at the moment...

I have to make a few verifications,

but you'll hear from me soon, Hawkings.

Goodbye.

- Are we clear? - Good morning, Kala.

I slept like a baby.

When I woke up and saw the time I couldn't believe it.

It's almost noon.

That must have done you good.

Where's Krisna?

He left for London at dawn, he had things to do.

He'll be back tonight.

I see. I'll take a walk around the gardens.

OK. I'll let you know when lunch is ready.

Hey!

Miss Elvire, lunch is served.

Langwell.

What?

At 7.40?

Krisna, Elvire must go immediately.

She needs us. She's miserable.

We must help her.

Don't you realize?

We must protect her.

Kala, you shouldn't be jealous.

Listen to me, miss. You need to leave immediately.

And don't fall for Krisna.

Meet me at the shed tonight.

I'll show you something.

It's for your own good.

Good morning, Elvire.

Shall we go for a walk? The car is waiting for us.

That will be great, Krisna. I'm ready.

What's wrong, Elvire?

Why are you sad?

I love you, Krisna.

I've always loved you.

But I know I'm going to lose you.

Susan.

Ti Zachary.

Come.

What's happening? What's all this?

It's like a nightmare!

An incomprehensible, absurd and atrocious nightmare.

I can't stand it. I can't...

I can't accept this is happening!

Susan is dead.

Dead!

We have to call the police.

No! Not the police!

Why not, Krisna?

The hour of my vengeance is approaching.

You, living dead, slaves of my will,

will be the executioners of your own relatives,

of those cursed families that hurt me so much.

I can't believe the Superintendent

assigned us this job.

What if those zombie stories are true?

There's nothing a zombie can do against this thing.

Damn you, you stole him from me.

You shouldn't have come.

You'll suffer a worse fate than the other women.

Infinitely worse, Elvire Irving.

Kala, where are you?

Help me, please!

Krisna, how are you feeling?

Fine. It's over now.

It was one of my crises.

Are you OK?

At least I haven't broken anything.

But everything is ruined...

I'll go back to town.

I'll take you. Come in.

A doctor will examine you in Langwell.

Stand up.

Obey me!

Kantaka, don't use them for your evil plans.

You were initiated for a glorious mission.

You were given the highest power

to spread sacred voodoo all over the world.

Not to use it for your mean vengeance!

I'll become immortal soon.

My vengeance will be complete.

I'll be as powerful as a god.

You'll die, just like Susan.

You both betrayed me!

I believed your lies and killed her.

Now I know the traitor was you!

But one of our people will come

and make you pay for your betrayal.

To him!

Two of my best agents got killed.

In such a horrible way...

It's obvious we are dealing with something terrible.

Much more evil and dangerous than the worst criminal.

What about Redgrave?

He was supposed to contact us, but we haven't heard from him.

He's not at the clinic nor at his apartment.

Maybe he's dead.

Dead, Basehart.

They'll tell us any time.

Turn her into one of them. That was your intention.

Why don't you do it now?

Krisna loves her.

The day of the great rite, her blood will make me immortal.

Only then I'll turn her into a zombie.

Only then!

She stole Krisna from me.

I've always been faithful to you.

I obeyed you. I did all you asked.

If you don't do it, I'll kill her myself!

She'll live as long as I say.

And you'll continue to obey me.

No, I won't.

You're in my hands. I know all your secrets.

I can destroy you!

You'll continue to be my slave,

but dead!

My brother Kantaka fell in love one time

with a young English woman,

Elizabeth Irving.

She played with him.

She made him crazy with her constant ambiguity.

One day she told him to meet her at an isolated bungalow.

There, my brother raped her, causing her death,

although this was apparently an accident.

Desperate, he ran away and hid at an abandoned house.

Three English families,

three clans,

joined the Irvings to help them take revenge.

They surrounded the house and set fire to it.

They thought Kantaka was dead.

Nobody knows how,

but my brother, with his face disfigured, lived.

But that's terrible...

I was in a different city at that time.

I thought he was dead too.

Later, the families involved in the case left India.

I left too.

I traveled the world, as I told you.

I finally settled in London.

One day, my brother Kantaka

came to see me.

From that moment, I became a toy in his hands.

He did what he wanted with me.

I helped him develop the most devilish plan

a wicked mind could imagine.

I remember some of that.

When we lived in Benares... I was very little.

I remember my poor father was regretful.

It must have been horrible.

He became an initiated of voodoo in its most perverse fashion.

He's only idea is to destroy,

by using his occult powers,

the families that hurt him.

For that purpose, he'd use

the most beautiful women from the hated families

as executioners of his revenge, turning them into zombies.

But his plans went even further.

I became a weak being and served him as an acolyte

in the voodoo sessions.

I must have committed atrocities during the trances.

Did you ever try liberate yourself?

Yes, but he's terribly powerful.

He overpowered me.

But now I have to save you.

And I'll fight. I'll fight!

Krisna!

Elsie... Elsie...

Will you wait for me tonight?

I don't know. They can see us.

At what time?

At midnight. I hope everybody's asleep by then.

Enter through the back door.

And please, be very careful.

What's the matter?

Superintendent, you have a call on the private line.

Hello.

Oh, Lawrence, it's you!

I'm so glad...

It's Lawrence Redgrave.

Yes.

Yes, I can hear you.

Pardon? Ah, OK...

Langwell.

Krisna. So you couldn't see Elvire Irving.

I see.

The Indian woman told you she wasn't there.

But the maid told you she was...

Tonight?

With the maid, of course.

But that's forceful entry!

Be careful, you should...

Basehart, let's go to Langwell.

Everything fits. If this is true...

We should get there soon.

Otherwise, Lawrence is going to be in trouble.

Kala.

Today you'll join the soulless women.

Elvire, you'll bring me immortality.

Then I'll annihilate my enemies.

I'll have infinite power.

Krisna.

Kill her!

Use the yatagan.

No!

Kantaka, forgive me!

Forgive me!

No!

Now Elvire. Give me her blood!

It's Elvire, Krisna!

Kill her!

Obey me! Do it!

It's Elvire!

Kill him!

No!

This can't be possible.

Yes, it's me.

I was sent to guard you.

You traitor...

You betrayed voodoo.

You used its powers meanly.

I came to destroy you.

I'll kill you and that nosy Lawrence.

Then you'll serve me as zombies.

Because my mission is to create an empire.

The empire of the dead will subjugate the living!

Freeze!

Ah!

Subtitle translation by Arturo Muñoz