All language subtitles for The.Vord.2024

Oh, like Freya.

Oh, cursed woman.

Temptress.

Oh .

Oh, Odin help us if he finds out.

But you won't tell will you?

- I don't know if- - Oh, thief!

You take what you desire even though

it has been denied .

Just like me.

But don't worry,

only the rocks and the waters know our secrets .

Tove?

Oh, and the howling of the wolf searching for its mate.

Tove?

Hurry.

Go on, run home.

Tove?

Sten.

What are you doing, brother?

What are you doing out here?

What's all this playing in the leaves like a boy?

Oh, mind your elders, brother .

It was nothing.

I simply tripped.

What's the matter, brother?

It was nothing.

But it is getting late,

and the wolves were seen not far from here.

So let's go.

Let's go home.

You were never blessed with the gift of deception, Eva,

but that has never stopped you from speaking falsehoods.

Have you seen Tove?

Oh, brother, it is Tove this thing,

and Tove that thing.

Tove, Tove, Tove.

She has you in knots.

She controls your every breath .

Why are you walking away?

The wolves, Sten.

Liar.

You are a great hunter, Eva.

The fur of them felled by your arrows adorns

our village's beds.

Best not call me a liar, Sten.

Where's your amulet, Eva?

The one father gave to you.

I've never seen you without it.

Tove wanted it.

I offered to make her another one,

but no, she didn't want it.

She wanted...

I don't know where it is, brother.

Tove?

Tove.

Tove?

Your word isn't even true.

You are unkind.

You are selfish.

You are lazy.

The failure of the family!

You're still coddled by our mother, favored by our father!

But even so, I would never think you capable of this!

Why am I to be blamed for being loved?

You never said you loved, Eva.

What you received from them is pity!

Oh, you're jealous, brother.

You couldn't even hold the love of your woman.

Not even that one.

Come back, coward!

Brother!

I'm the only one who really loves you!

If they find Tove's body,

if they find it they're gonna kill you and me.

I will have lost Tove and you.

I cannot abide by that.

Even now, brother, you must play hero,

even now that you think I killed your woman!

How is this not salt in my wounds, brother?

A centuries old Nordic soul wanders, lost,

cast down into Niflheim,

a shadow filled purgatory for sins he did not commit.

But a promise is made to The Dark One.

He must bring a woman, one who is coveted as bearer

of mystical charms as offering and prize,

and thereby rewarded with redemption.

But it can only be secured

if the woman's protector can be brother to Shadow,

and Maria's guardian, Vord.

Rats!

I fuckin' hate rats!

Stop, it's me you fuckin' asshole!

Jonathan?

Jonathan!

Let go of me, you stupid asshole!

I've been waiting two fucking hours.

What do you want from me?

I had to wait for Maria's father to pick her up

and then I had to wait for her grandmother

to clear her outta here for the weekend

because you are the one that wanted to do this here.

We could have done this anywhere, but no.

Why here?

We wanted some fucking privacy.

Light the fucking candles, stop your crying.

It'd be a lot quicker if you helped me.

Let's just do what we came here to do.

All right, let's do this the right way then.

Your turn.

Are you willing

to offer your child as payment?

Are your earthly desires worth risking Maria's eternity?

What the hell's wrong with you?

Nothing.

Then let's do this shit.

Reveal yourself!

Your loyalty will be rewarded.

You have chosen a path

that cannot easily be undone.

The shadows you see here,

the shadows you feel are nothing compared

to what is to come.

The Dark One will send Draugr,

and he will enjoy your suffering.

His promised reward is a lie.

Who the fuck are you?

An echo, imprisoned.

A dismantled last hope.

I have always felt you.

Now I see you.

What do you want?

He likes to catch things before they fall .

You do not have to carry this burden alone.

I have no burden to share.

Yet, Maria bears the weight of your greed.

What do they call you?

I am Maria's Vord.

Best be kind to strangers.

They may be entertaining angels unknown.

I have been warned of your kind.

Fear lies within.

The Asatru will pave the way.

And Maria was born for it.

You don't have to walk it.

She will.

Very well.

Maria, what'd I tell you about being out here alone?

It's dangerous for you,

and now we're running late and our friend is waiting on us.

We have to go.

Come on.

Is it gonna hurt when they put the mark on me, Daddy?

I've never lied to you

and I'm not gonna lie to you about this.

Yes, it is going to hurt.

It's going to hurt a lot, but it has to happen.

This is for your protection.

Do you understand me?

- Yeah. - Okay, good.

Let's go.

Mama's gonna be really mad at us.

Grandma, too.

I'm not gonna be here for very long

and I wish I could teach you about all these things,

but I need you to know this one thing.

Throughout your entire life, people are going to try

to convince you to do things the easy way.

Do not listen to them.

I need you to listen to this, okay?

Listen to this.

Do you understand? - Mm hm.

Okay.

Come on girl, let's go.

Why don't you go to bed, Maria?

It's past your bedtime.

I'm waiting for Mama.

She won't be home for hours yet.

She's working late at the restaurant,

or so she says .

Most likely she's out with that good for nothing wolf.

Go ahead, brush your teeth, put on your pajamas.

I'll be in soon to tuck you in.

But will you check the closet and under my bed?

Aren't you a little old to believe in monsters, Maria?

There's no such thing.

Well, people don't always know something

is real until they see it.

When I was a child, I saw monsters too.

Sometimes they'd reach out from under the bed

and tug at the sheets, but it wasn't real, Maria.

Sometimes our imaginations lie to us.

If monsters were real, they'd have eaten me up.

But look at me, I'm old.

I'm still here.

We make monsters, Maria.

You made the one you say bothers you at night.

You can make it go away the same way.

Just wish it away.

You'll see.

Some monsters don't go away.

Some monsters don't know where else to go.

Grandma, it's here!

That child and her wild imagination,

just like her mother.

Grandma, it's here!

I'm here, Maria.

Stop screaming for Christ's sake.

In there.

Calm yourself, Maria.

Why is it always the closet with children .

Nothing.

No monsters, just some clothing and that's all.

Say your prayers, Maria.

That'll help you feel better.

That's what mama said when daddy was sick,

and now he's dead.

Well, not all prayers are answered, Maria.

Some of the prayers we pray are better left unanswered.

Now, go to sleep.

Enough of this silly nonsense.

It's late.

What good is God if He doesn't do what we ask?

What good is God if He only gives

what He feels like giving?

He knows everything, Maria, everything.

Compared to Him, we know nothing.

Well, if God's so smart,

why doesn't he just tell us what to do?

He does.

But we have to know how to listen.

Like now, when I tell you to go to sleep.

Goodnight.

It's time.

Well, at least you still have me.

And Grandma loved you very much, you know that, right?

She left us a little bit of money, though.

Not that it matters.

Not that really any of this matters.

Can you watch her for a minute for me, please?

Are you gonna talk to that man?

Well, aren't you nosy?

Be good.

She probably just wants to see the man again.

Don't, Mister.

You might get hurt

and she'll only see him again in a few days.

I do not think that man is good, Maria.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

She buys medicine from him.

Well, I wouldn't tell him anything.

Do not say a word.

I only saw him once in the dark.

They were saying prayers and it woke me up.

They were on the floor in the living room holding hands

with candles all around them.

I only saw the man's arm and he had a design on it.

Anyway, then my mom yelled at me to go back to bed,

and so I did.

Thank you.

So, we're gonna go home, have lunch, pack a bag,

and then go over to Grandma's house

and you can pick out whatever room you'd like.

We're gonna live there now?

Well, yes, it's a much nicer house.

It's bigger.

There's a bigger backyard.

It's more work for me, though.

But you'll make some friends in the neighborhood.

And is the man under my bed gonna move too?

I am so tired of hearing about this.

There's no man in your bedroom or under your bed.

Do you understand that?

Well, the man only stays under the bed now.

Oh, good.

One down, one to go at last.

Once it was a little girl in the closet.

When we get home, you're going right to bed,

you annoying little...

I'm sorry, baby.

I'm tired.

You're tired.

It's been a long day and I can only imagine how you feel.

You were there when she died.

Well, Grandma's not all the way dead, Mama.

Not like Daddy.

Grandma's still here and she's sitting right there,

and she's really, really mad at you.

Come on, Maria, let's go.

I don't like it anymore than you do, okay?

But I have to leave you here,

and when I get my stuff together, I will be back.

Mother Reperata will take good care of you.

Whatever you do, I need you to stop telling people

that you see ghosts.

Do you understand?

There is no one under your bed.

They will take you away from me

and we will never see each other again.

Do you understand?

What have you done, Katrina?

You made a promise.

Is all of this a game to you?

Do you realize they cannot touch her now?

Do you even realize what you have done to me?

To you?

Get out of here !

Yes, it all started as a game.

A nice little diversion even.

But I never thought any this would happen

when we called upon The Old One.

My parents, they were insane

about the ancient Nordic religion .

I never ever thought that dabbling

in this would've cost me everything,

cost me my Maria.

All you had to do was keep your promise

to bring her to us,

offer her obedience to The Old One

in exchange for unimaginable pleasures.

Your sudden spin into this parental concern

did nothing short but be charming, except for one thing.

Taking her to Reperata

was the biggest mistake of your life.

I have something new I want you to try.

Here.

If I were you, I'd swallow every last one.

"If there is a God, I know he won't save me.

There are some deeds too horrible to forgive.

I've lost my daughter to darkness.

The last way to her now is through me,

and I just, I won't allow it.

There's nothing left but the hope

that I'll see her again one day.

Forgive me, Maria.

Forgive me."

"The lame rides a horse,

the handless his herdsman.

The deaf in battle are bold.

A blind man is better than one who is burned.

No good can come from a corpse."

There's no way out, Katrina.

The master will come now that you have taken Maria from us.

It'll be oh, so unpleasant.

Or could you wade into the cold waters

and cheat him of his pleasure?

Even in death, you stir a horrible brew.

When I was a child,

I often sat in a chapel near where I lived.

Somehow it made me feel better.

She won't be coming back for me, will she?

I'm sorry, Maria, no, she won't.

Mother's had an accident.

But don't be sad, child.

I think you're a little too old for this.

Besides, you won't be needing it.

You'll always have a home with us here.

Always.

I think I'll go to bed now, Mother Reperata.

I'm very tired.

I'm not a very good girl.

You'll see.

Dear, sweet Jesus,

I fear a darkness has descended upon St. Agatha's.

And I am too much a sinner to fight it all alone.

You are not alone.

You must fight the darkness from within,

and you must cast a light upon it.

"Cease deceiving human creatures

and pouring out to them the poison

of eternal damnation says our Father.

Amen ."

I just wanna talk.

What are you doing?

Put it down!

What are you...

What are you doing?

I'm like you, I'm like you.

Put it down.

There will be hell to pay, you know this.

Yes, yes.

You pay now, you pay later,

but somehow always must be paid.

Oh, I'm sick of this shit.

Hello, Officer.

You know I can offer solutions

that Reperata won't .

I know where you are, so fuck off.

Looks like The Priest got it wrong.

may be a fruitcake

but there's squat on the property

to say she killed anyone.

Worthless.

Who the hell buries a book?

A wild goose chase, this.

Yo, Frees.

Yeah?

There was something written inside,

but the pages are torn out.

Screw it.

Bag it.

My old lady dug a pit once.

Read somewhere in a girly magazine

that dropping your wedding band

in it released you from your past.

Your ex-wife?

She was a screwball, man.

Let's go.

Got nothing to see here.

Except for the shed and the ropes.

Yeah, weird.

Hey, what's this all about?

Spells, witchcraft?

What the hell does Aster mean anyway?

It's Asatru.

Doesn't matter.

Come on, you know the drill.

Oh God .

Oh, God, what have I done, what have I done, what?

Oh !

Sister Maria?

What are you doin' back here?

Stop calling me that.

What do you want, Father Payne?

At last the bird flies right back to the old roost,

and just two doors down

from The Priest's house nonetheless.

You know, since you've loaned this house to The Church,

Mother Reperata has been using it as her own.

I guess you'll be tossing her out too, hm?

Maria, your vows with God can be undone.

Just as though they have never been spoken.

This house is mine.

If you're here to tell me to return to St. Agatha's,

you're wasting your time.

And I don't appreciate the intrusion.

I've already called Reverend Clay.

Do you think your threats are going to resolve

that spiritual predicament you're in?

Maria, you grew up in The Church.

They love you there.

- No, they- - Pray with me.

Go away!

I want to talk to you about Jonathan Baines,

the man I sent you to help.

Just go away!

Sister Maria?

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, Reverend Clay .

You've missed Vespers again, Jordan.

I know.

That's the third time this week.

I know.

I was worried about Maria.

Well, whatever's troubling you,

I don't believe you need to burden Maria with it.

Yes, I understand.

I think it's time you come with me, please.

Grief is treasure, Jillian,

a gift only the wise understand.

Come back to those who value you,

but bring a token of your faith

if you have any hope of seeing Jonathan again.

Maybe they can really help me.

God, I miss you, Jonathan.

I miss you so much.

I'll do whatever I have to to bring you back,

and just to see you one more time.

Do it.

Pick one.

Pick one now.

"In the wilderness, they fed you manna,

which your fathers did not know,

tha they may humble you.

That they might test you to do good for you in the end."

That's what I've been taught.

Scripture says, but I know better now.

Ah, I know better.

Screw you.

God, I know the real answer .

What must I know?

What ...

You will not find redemption

by torturing the living.

Oh, the living are talented at torturing themselves.

I just help them along .

I give 'em a little push .

Oh, but even in death, you hound me with your concerns.

Oh, you are not my vord.

Go away .

"Mother Reperata, the enemy has returned.

Return at once.

Reverend Clay."

I never left.

Where is our sacrifice?

It it got a little outta hand.

What does that mean?

I did everything you taught me.

He said he wasn't interested.

What?

I didn't mean for it to happen.

It just happened.

What did you do, Jillian?

I have to go.

Tell me now what has happened.

I don't know.

He just, he took off running.

I mean, I think he was done.

He was bleeding.

Another mess for me to clean up?

I was afraid.

Of what?

You.

Yes.

Go, get her.

Leave her to the forest when done.

Ben?

Ben Crispell?

Who's asking?

You know Jonathan.

Jillian.

Who are you?

What do you want from me?

Listen to me.

Jonathan was troubled.

I tried to help him and I failed.

But I can help you.

Yeah, great help.

All right, the dude's dead lady, fuck off.

Listen, I just need to understand

what might have happened that night.

Get the fuck away from me.

Leave me alone.

You're afraid of him, aren't you?

I'm not afraid of anyone.

Lying won't help you, Ben.

It won't protect you from the Asatru,

and that so-called priest of yours.

You know nothing of the Asatru.

I know plenty.

My mother was one of you.

Asatru is not a true religion.

It's stolen from ancient Nordic culture.

Look, we aren't bad, all right?

We believe in things like-

Yes, yes, I know.

You say things like, "We are our deeds."

The sum of your actions is how you will be judged.

What's so wrong with that?

I wouldn't know where to start.

All right, look, I have to go,

but just so you know, I don't see him anymore.

The coie, the dude you called our priest,

he's a wackadoo.

Who is he?

What is his name and where can I find him?

Ben, let me help you.

You can't help me, but I can help you.

You know that saying wolf in sheep's clothing?

That would be him.

And he's been right under

that nun nose of yours all this time.

I gotta go.

Wait, wait.

Why did you leave me, Daddy?

Good morning, Maria.

What are you doing here?

I'm visiting.

Then go visit.

You were such an exhausting kid, Maria.

And you told these wild tales.

You tried the forbearance

on everyone that tried to help you.

You had no friends.

Of course, no one could stand being around

such a strange and sulky child.

But I was always there for you.

After they brought you to the orphanage,

I made sure that you had everything you needed,

but you could never thank me, could you?

Your sole confidant or even friend.

And still, I'm here offering you understanding.

I don't want your understanding.

You wanna do good, don't you?

I suggest you seek out Jonathan's girlfriend,

but you will have better luck

with her than you had with me, Father.

Maria?

Maria, Sister Maria?

Hello.

Hello, Mother Superior.

Maria.

Oh my, it's so good to see you.

Oh, I was just getting ready to leave.

I'm sorry,

maybe another time. - Oh, no, no.

You know, I've known you since

you were a small child, Maria.

Always looking to do just as you pleased.

But you know, your insistence on doing things your way

always met with the same resistance, didn't it?

It met with me.

Oh, listen, it's a little cold out.

Why don't you go inside

and fix your old Mother Superior

a nice cup of tea, will you please?

Some earl gray or peppermint perhaps?

You know, Maria, I was wondering if you'd like

to come back to Minnesota with me for awhile?

I'm here for just a few days before I need to return.

Everyone here is quite distressed

over your current state and well,

I thought it might do you some good

to get away from everything that's troubling you.

You know, I've been talking about you while back there

and how wonderful you are with the children and how...

Maria?

Reverend?

Reverend Clay?

The body of Judge Crispell's

son Benjamin was found today.

Yet another Fentanyl overdose is the suspected cause.

Another chilly day along the Hudson, highs in the 40s.

You're listening to WPRP Radio in Saugerties.

Maria, everyone is looking for you.

I saw police cars by the church.

Are you all right?

What happened?

Maria, shh.

We've got to get you out of here.

They're going to have a lot of questions when they come.

I'm not going to be able to swear to them

that you are not capable of doing such a horrible thing.

You understand?

You are not well.

Poor Reverend is bleeding on the doorsteps.

What is it?

How?

No.

You.

It was you.

It was you!

You did it!

Just leave me alone.

I get it now, all of it.

Why?

Why have you done this, Father?

Why?

I can't trust anyone.

Oh!

Do not join the Asatru.

Only death awaits you.

Leave here.

Your presence has roused those who have gone before.

Who's there?

Take heed.

Take heed.

Few receive like warnings.

None a second time.

Oh, they didn't make such a fuss when I died .

You know why they call me Draugr?

No ?

Well, it means one who walks after death.

You see, when they killed me, they broke my ankles,

tied my toes and feet together.

Charming old custom, isn't it?

They figured it'd prevent me from coming back

and walking amongst them.

Well, we see how well that worked out, didn't we ?

Oh, enough about me back to you.

Oh, they'll forget about you soon enough.

You are free to call yourself by whatever name you choose.

I will just call you evil.

And when my Lord calls me, I will go.

Have you ever even felt the hand of a woman?

I have felt the hand of God.

Oh my good man.

Oh, that's not the same, trust me.

You were never really a man.

You are a tool,

a mere tool of a master

who will use you until your usefulness is spent,

as I am a tool of my God.

I may be the nail he drives,

but he is the hammer I trust

and I fear you are lost, Draugr.

Your master offers nothing beyond the cold ground.

Nothing.

The fairytale of Valhalla.

I suppose you will return to your own version of hell.

Well, yours makes promises he'll never keep .

You should have taken what you wanted.

Oh, you remember that red-haired temptress,

the one you stole a kiss from in that barn ?

Oh, what you wouldn't have done to buy that candy,

but you could not afford.

The job you gave up over what trifling thing was that?

What'd you call it, hm?

Do you remember ?

Ethical quandary ?

You could have been married, been rich,

had a lovely woman on the side.

You know, wine women and song .

I pity you.

Finally.

Did you take care of everything?

I hope so.

Hope?

That's not enough.

Hope is all we have.

She's hunting them.

How many more will you demand I dispose of?

I'm tired of being your cleaner.

She isn't the same Maria we once knew.

None of us are who we once were.

We do what we have to do.

Did you check her old home?

Of course I have, multiple times.

She was there but she went out.

Well, find her.

What do you think I've been trying to do?

I could lose my job over this.

Job?

We're in danger of losing far more than that.

When is my debt going to be repaid?

I can't continue like this.

Like some dog on a short leash.

You are my last resource.

The only one I can count on.

You know them.

You know where they meet.

You know who they are.

You know every fine grain

of who they are and who they aren't.

I got you out.

It cost me.

Cost you?

Don't lecture me about the price.

You can't expect me to play both sides of the game forever.

This was your agreement with them.

Not mine, yet I'm the one who continues to pay.

You know what?

I'm just gonna end this tonight.

Wipe them out.

No, no, no.

I won't have any part of that.

I will not have blood on my hands.

And when did that start to bother you?

Or are you just worried

that the blood might literally be your own?

Listen to me, boy, if you kill them,

the other clans will come for revenge

and they will not strike a bargain

as easily as the one we made here.

Let's deal with the devil we know.

Well, the solution is easy.

Let me get rid of Maria.

There'll be nothing left to fight over.

There's only a handful of them left.

I doubt they want to retaliate.

Then I'll take care of your biggest problem, The Priest.

The rest will scatter like bunch of cowards.

And your secret will die with him, and you'll be free.

Free, free!

And if you fail within hours,

every filthy detail that you've kept

for all these years will be broadcast.

You'll be killed.

And as for me ,

once everybody knows that Maria's father is my son,

I'll be shipped off to some far corner

of the earth tending to a herd of sheep

or mopping some ramshackle conference floor .

But more than that, more than that,

I will have failed my son, yet again.

And there it is at last.

It's always been about you and your pride, hasn't it?

It it was never about protecting Maria or me,

or getting rid of that bunch.

It's always been about you and your God damn reputation.

I'm out.

Hey, come back here.

We're not done talking about this.

Don't do anything without talking to me first.

Get back here, Sam!

Sam!

Oh, you're right, you know?

Kill The Priest, then Reperata,

and Maria will be yours.

We can start over .

Shut the fuck up!

What do you people want now?

Isn't it enough you stole my son from me?

I was looking for someone,

and I hope you could help me.

He belonged to-

Ben was a good kid before you people screwed him up.

He was just a kid exploring.

Nothing wrong with that until it was.

Now get lost.

I'm sorry, Judge.

I truly am, but I had nothing to do with any of it.

I just need to know who led his group.

Aren't you one of them?

I'm just trying to help.

Help?

It's too late for that.

Ben's buried out there in the cold ground.

Get off my property.

I assure you, Judge, I'm not playing at anything.

I'm just trying to prevent what happened

to Ben from happening all over again.

Nobody does the right thing anymore.

Not unless they have something to gain from it.

You might be right, Judge, but you're wrong about me.

Wait here.

A cop asked me for this.

I told him I didn't know where it was.

Just trying to protect my son.

Here.

You have what you wanted.

Now, leave me and mine alone and don't come back.

What are you doing?

Let me out! - Hey, knock it off,

or I'm gonna end you right here.

Where are we going?

Just shut up.

I know you.

You're that little boy.

The little boy Mother Superior brought in.

She didn't know what to do with you.

I told you to shut up.

She didn't know what to do with you.

I know you.

Your mother left you, just like mine left me.

You cried all night.

Nothing could calm you.

You have the mark on you, don't you?

Right here.

The one they forced on you,

the ravens, you get a mooning.

- Stop! - Thought in memory.

Would you shut the fuck up?

Who told you to take me?

Tell me.

Help?

Coming from an ex nun who's hiding behind the hood?

You want to help?

You know nothing about me, Maria.

Nothing.

Take me to them.

Let me try.

Oh, I intend to.

I promise you, we're gonna find a way

to walk away from this madness.

Together, together.

- Together? - Yes.

No, I don't think so.

Did you ever wonder why the both

of us were left with Reperata?

Why her, huh?

They could have dumped us off

at the county children's home, leave us with our relatives.

But they didn't, did they?

Huh?

Me, the little boy was left

at the girls' convent, orphanage.

I don't know.

Maybe our parents knew her from St. Agatha's.

They never stepped a toe into any church.

No!

They were involved with Asatru.

So again, I ask why Reperata?

I don't know!

You're making me doing this.

- No! - I don't wanna do this.

Fuck!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

It can't be.

It can't be.

Fuck!

Hey, are you hurt?

I don't think so.

What are you doing here?

We have to get away.

- I know. What? - Hurry!

I've been looking for them.

I need to know who they are, I need to see.

Let me go. - Be still.

He won't hurt me.

I know him.

That's John Sam, the little boy

that was with us at the convent.

He's like me.

I know you're out here, Maria,

somewhere hiding.

Come out now.

Spare yourself from something far worse.

Remember the story of Tyr we were told as kids Maria?

He was responsible for upholding ancients laws.

Remember?

To God's promise, Tyr,

if he would sacrifice his hand, he will gain their favor.

But when the gods didn't follow through

with the promises he'd made,

Fenrir, the great wolf claimed Tyr's hand

as the compensation for the lies of the Gods.

Tyr's act of bravery fulfilled the god's end of the bargain,

not the way that Gods had wanted,

but the way he understood it.

Get out of the forest, Maria.

Stay away from Reperata.

Maria?

I don't understand.

Why does he want me to stay away from you?

Why?

He's talking nonsense and so are you.

No, wait for them to move away.

Then we're getting out of here.

Maria?

There's always one

that needs to play the hero.

Indeed.

The scales are in oscillation.

It is a time of immense darkness.

Oh, I agree, brother.

Oh, there is no goodness left in this world to preserve.

On the contrary, the good shine the brightest,

when your ill has the darkest of shadows.

Oh, are you saying you need me for a reason to exist?

No.

We simply exist on flip sides of the same coin.

Well, then tell me, why aren't you chasing after Maria?

Or have you finally recognized

what a lost cause she really is?

And that you have abandoned her

when she needed you the most?

If she doesn't pull the thread, she will never learn.

In order to feel the rise, she must experience the fall.

So tell me, Draugr,

what more must you prove to me?

Why aren't you buzzing around your priest like a fruit fly?

Like a fly to shit?

Oh, no, no, no, no, you misunderstand.

He gets it.

But the harder I push, the more he pulls away

and I am not one for an extended foreplay, brother.

I figured you would've learned that by now .

But no worries.

I am an anticipation

of a smashingly good climax without delay.

It saddens me to see how far you have fallen.

You have become blind to true strength.

You seek strength through power, cruelty, and anger.

True courage is derived from those willing

to sacrifice everything no matter the consequences.

The truly strong may appear weak and timid,

but they move forward despite the fear.

You were always the weakest of us, brother.

Oh, but these past few hundred years

have made you a preachy little fellow.

I am bored of this.

Sorry, it's better this way.

Better than out there with them.

You have a million questions, I get it.

But those who matter, know you're with me.

And your library ruse, that's what we have here.

And you're tied to that chair because you tried to leave.

Think of this place like a protective custody.

And we're just waiting for Maria to come home.

I can untie you now only if you think you can trust me,

but if you try to do anything stupid again,

I'll just figure you prefer a jail cell.

Am I making myself clear?

- Yes. - Good.

You must be hungry.

And just so you know,

I am not without sympathy for your predicament.

Please just let me call my parents.

Just one call.

No, let's get you something to eat.

Hey, buddy, you in there?

Your car's outside. - Damn it, Frees.

Is he one of them?

That wanted you dead?

No.

Listen to me.

As long as you do what I say,

you never have to worry about anyone hurting you again.

Get it?

This doesn't feel right.

You're lying.

Why don't you bet your life on it?

No, but when you found me and chased them off,

you knew their names.

They were afraid of you.

Why?

I don't suppose you understand

what it's like to be caught in two different worlds.

One you're born into,

the other, well, it wasn't something I would've chosen.

Sometimes, the best thing we can do is to live in both.

But it always comes with a cost.

You'll discover that, Jillian.

I know what it's like.

Then learning now like I've been forced to-

Yeah.

Someday we all have to pay.

But life is interesting, isn't it?

You think you have it all figured out,

moving to a new direction,

then some asshole pulls the rug out.

And that's when we learned the hardest lessons.

What lessons are you talking about?

We learned the difference between wanting and needing.

We learned some things are worth fighting for,

even though if doesn't benefit us at all.

But losing feels like failure.

But it's actually victory.

Enough to chat.

I'm gonna go check on my buddy.

Stay here.

Don't move.

I'll be right back.

Oh!

You promised nothing would happen to me, you swore!

Shut up girl, you've caused enough problems.

Shut up and keep running or something well.

I'm done, I'm going home.

You can't go home again.

You can't go, never.

Not ever.

Come on, hurry.

Because I killed that man?

When I told you what I did,

you said I could trust you.

You people are all crazy.

You know, maybe I am too, but I'm not stupid.

You did something with the body, didn't you?

If you rat me out, I'm gonna tell him what you did

and then you'll go to jail, too.

Listen to me, you stupid little girl.

What you did was a crime.

You're more used out of jail than in,

so count yourself lucky on that.

If I were you, I wouldn't be poking a bear out here

all alone in a cemetery.

How do you figure?

You're the bear, right?

No, you're nothing.

Nothing but a dried up old hag.

People love me.

No one loves you.

You're all alone.

All you have is that Maria person.

Should I say, your granddaughter?

Yeah, don't look so shocked.

I know all about that.

The Priest told me.

You bitch.

You're fucking things up again, Reperata.

She has to come with me.

If we bring her to them, they'll be satisfied.

Maria will be free.

Again, you mean you.

Bringing her to them is not gonna free anyone.

You know, I finally see the truth.

I can't trust you anymore.

Trust?

You don't trust anyone.

Not even your God.

You know before Maria's mother brought her to you,

you at least acted like someone I could look up to.

Now, what the hell happened to you?

When I got out of the Asatru,

I found safety in the convent.

Now, I fight this war in the name of my God.

I do what I have to for those sent to me.

And I do what is needed to become victor over the fallen.

Gods this and gods that.

Saints and demons, blah, blah, blah.

Boring!

Oh, I'm the purest one of all.

I don't make a pretense out of what I'm after.

Oh, no.

We carry the same shield.

And you, Reperata, you're just the worst.

Finally, you can see me.

What's the matter?

Haven't I met your imaginations expectations?

And while you may think it's a good idea

to use this girl as a bartering chip,

you fail to recognize we're doing the exact same thing.

But it doesn't matter.

No.

The Priest will have her and that irksome little vord

can't do a blasted thing about it.

You can't harm Maria.

She has the mark, the sign of Valhalla.

She belongs to Odin.

He choose what happened, not you.

If she's sacrificed, you know what will happen.

Who told you this?

I saw the mark.

Lies!

Truth.

Huh, you're going straight to Nostrom

where the walls are not gold and no reward as you hoped.

No, no, no.

The walls and floors will be covered in snakeskin

and gates sealed preventing you

from ever walking among the living again.

Hm?

You'll be living in darkness

and everlasting nightmares,

surrounded by those just like you,

murderers the most vile and wicked.

That will be your award if Maria dies.

No, no !

No, no!

Ow, ow, ow!

What the hell's going on?

Just get back to your car and get outta here, Frees.

I don't think so, man.

Are you okay, Miss?

I'm not asking anymore.

Get back to your fucking car and get outta here.

I got this.

He took me, and he won't let me go, please.

She's been out here doing things she shouldn't be doing.

We're going to take her home.

Through the cemetery?

Nah, I ain't buyin' it.

What'd you do, murder someone?

What's your name girl?

Jillian.

Promise I won't say anything

about any of this to anyone.

Just please take me home.

Come on girl, you're coming with me.

Oh, I asked you, man, and I'm telling you again, okay?

Back to your car.

You know I don't need to repeat myself.

Come on, Jillian.

You're comin' with me.

You see my car over there?

Get in it.

Go, run.

Lock the doors.

Wait for me.

You better be here when I get back.

I'm fucking serious.

It's all crumbling around us, isn't it?

If you really wanted to protect Jillian,

you would've handed her over to your partner already.

But no, no.

You're afraid of what she's going to say too, aren't you?

Let's get her the hell out of the car.

Come on.

Come on!

No, I'm done.

So are you.

Hi, kiddo .

Comfy in there ?

No, no, you're dead.

Oh, of course, I'm dead, darling .

- No, I can feel you. - Oh.

I thought I killed you.

You killed me ?

No, that would've been my brother's fault.

I was murdered over a woman, a damn woman.

Not even a particularly pretty one at that .

No.

No, I killed you.

At least I thought I had.

You're crazy.

That's been said.

"Oh, hello lady.

I'm not interested.

I'm taken.

Oh, put down the knife.

What are you doing with that thing?

Oh, oh, do you stab me?

Why are you stabbing me?

Oh, stop stabbing me.

You're going to kill me!

Right in the heart.

You stabbed me, I'm dead ."

No, this is bullshit.

No.

This is total bullshit.

Yeah.

That nun and Officer Sam,

they put you up to this, didn't they?

Oh.

They wanted me to think I killed you.

Nobody told me to do it.

I just did .

That's one of my better moments actually.

But nobody bothered to ask

why there was no bodies in that alleyway,

no blood dripping from the walls .

No.

They use your confession, and you .

And they will again, unless you put a stop to it

and find that priest.

Oh, oh, poor Jillian.

So lost, so misunderstood, so alone, so used.

Oh, but they're over there by the cliffs.

Oh, you could do something about it.

Show them you're not anybody's fool, rabbit .

Who are you?

Oh, I have so many names,

but you can call me Draugr.

Draugr?

Mama told you all about me, didn't she ?

I hope I didn't hurt you.

I didn't know you wanted to be here with us.

I couldn't be sure.

Here, let me see. - Don't touch me.

I'm not surprised or afraid.

And what do you feel?

I feel sorry for you.

Pity?

No, thank you.

I've already made my choice.

Are you sure that everything

that you've done has all been your choice?

Or maybe it has something to do with that.

What are you talking about?

It's becoming rather annoying.

I figured he'd see me, but it makes no nevermind.

My plan is going quite swimmingly.

He doesn't want to see you.

That's why he can't.

What are you going on about?

Draugr, right there.

Where I'm starting to think has been all along,

pulling your strings.

All right, this little game of yours,

it's getting very, very tiring.

You think that I'm just going to drop it and walk away?

If there was a foul one here, I would know about it.

Maybe that thing is too weak to show itself.

What are you smiling?

Am I?

Okay, no.

Just stop it.

Stop right now.

What is that?

It's just...

It's cold.

Are you afraid?

Are you? - No.

And that's just mist.

That's all that is, it's swamp lights.

Come on man, don't be a coward.

Don't be that monkey in a collar

she despised oh so much.

Oh, she wants you.

She's always wanted you.

Oh, fantasized about you in her lonely little bed at night.

Oh, go on ask her.

When this is all over,

you and I should reconsider.

Maybe there is something to explore between us.

Atta boy.

It's just like riding a bike, pedal faster.

Faster!

Oh, enjoying yourself foul one?

All right, stop!

Stop right now.

Just ...

I'm going to make a fire

and wait for the others to get here.

What the holy hell is this, Jordan?

Who are they?

Or what are they?

I mean, dead is dead, but they ain't.

Jordan?

Not Father Payne.

Interesting.

I told you she has talents.

Ignore it.

Think of them as parlor tricks.

More like echoes.

Officer, go home.

As for you, Jordan, God will sort it all out

when it's your turn to die.

Frees, leave us.

No one needs to die here today.

Ain't nobody dying here today, right Jordan?

You know this ain't what you told me, Jordan.

Jesus.

People ask me why I don't believe there's a God.

You know what?

You're on your own.

I'm out.

I was never here.

I cannot go any further.

Beyond this tree it will not be sacred ground.

"For show and go or be stuck here as a guest."

Do not quote from that pagan book, woman.

"He finds amongst the bravest he fares

that the boldest he shall not be."

You fucking coward.

Why are we here?

For her.

But why can't she see me?

Because you never saw her.

You're with me, aren't you?

"For he will command all his angels concerning you

to guard you into all your ways.

On their hands, they will bear you up,

lest you dash your foot against the stove."

And the same Bible says,

"Do not trust every spirit,

but rather test the spirits

to see if they are delivered from God,

for many a false prophets have wandered the earth."

Your little companion lies, Maria.

Enough with the whispering.

Daddy, Daddy?

I miss you.

I know you're here.

Grow up .

Nobody's coming to save you.

Daddy's right over there by the tree line

with your mother and that cowardly reverend.

Oh, like three vultures.

And your vord has had every opportunity to save you.

But here you are.

Like you they're waiting on somebody

to come and rescue them.

Waiting for somebody to make the first move.

I just wanna see my father.

- Daddy! - Maria, wait.

Remember, remember this.

Mother, Mother, if you're here,

if you can hear me,

Mother, I forgive you.

I forgive you, Mother.

I do .

You will get used to it.

What is this, purgatory?

Something like that.

It could have been worse.

Bright side, sometimes people do visit the graves.

They never stay alone, but it is a distraction.

He killed me, you know?

Right over there.

And he just took off after Maria.

There's been a lot of that lately, don't you think?

Yeah.

But for what? For this?

No, there has to be something we can do.

Well, you'll have plenty of time now.

For what?

To learn patience.

Believe me, I clung to my piety.

That's why I'm stuck here.

Look over there.

Here she comes again.

Hm, the guilty always visit the most.

Yeah.

- And here he comes. - Yeah .

- Just like clockwork. - Yep.

She could have done better,

that one, foul mouthed and think

he's really something with his gun in his badge.

And really all he is is stupid and clumsy and a coward.

So, this is what it has come to.

A martyr dies again.

I have failed.

Brother!

Brother !

What have I done ?

I will never find peace.

I bargained with The Dark Ones,

yet the living have won.

No, brother.

Guilt is the only victor.

I shall never walk the halls

of Valhalla like you have brother.

Why?

Why can't I be forgiven?

Because Eva,

you never asked.

Water.

Can I have some water?

Water?

I was spared for this?

Allow me a taste of what life could be like again.

You gave me hope and then you torture me

just to extract a large portion

of my suffering and punish me .

Where is the mercy?

Forgiveness?

If you do this thing, someone's going to pay.

We pay now or we pay later.

But someone always must be paid.

"The people who sat in darkness

have seen a great light.

And upon those who sat in the region

and shadow of death, light has sprung up."