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- [All] Good Lord deliver us.

(dramatic chord)

From all the deceits of the world, the flesh

and the devil, good Lord deliver us.

Through lightening and tempest,

from grave, pestilence, and famine, from--

- Let me go!

- Sudden death. - Let me go!

- [All] Good Lord deliver us.

- Please, please let me go!

- [All] From thy wrath, from everlasting damnation,

good Lord deliver us.

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Good Lord deliver us, amen.

- I beseech you therefore brethren, by the mercies of God.

- Help!

- That you present your bodies a living sacrifice.

- Holy, acceptable unto God. - Please, please.

- Lord, may this living sacrifice be worthy enough

to protect our crops from Satan's dominion.

- [Cross] Please, please, I swear it just let me go.

- May it drive out their damneded souls

so that our town can prosper.

(man crying out)

- And we can spread your almighty word

throughout this cursed land.

- [Cross] Please!

- Return to your homes and pray

for the Lord's blessings on our land.

- Please let me go!

I won't tell a soul I swear, just let me go!

Please, Father, have mercy.

I'll give you anything, anything you want.

- Take comfort in knowing that you are not alone

out here my son,

these souls will accompany you on your journey to heaven.

(ominous chords)

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

(crows cawing)

No, no, no, stop!

Have mercy, no, no!

(suspenseful music)

- [Radio] And only through the power of Jesus

can we save our immortal soul.

- No thanks.

(car beeping)

Shit.

Oh come on, no, no, no, no.

Come on, don't do this, not now.

Thank you Jesus.

Well, you wanted to get away from it all.

(suspenseful music)

Friendly place.

(suspenseful music)

- That don't sound good.

- Sounds good for you.

- Well, let's see.

All right.

- Okay.

- Right here.

(trash clatters)

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(rattle jingles)

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(trash crunches)

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- Yikes, raggedy tranny.

- Thanks again.

- [Man] All right.

- You're a real life saver.

- Be careful.

Wanna pop the hood there for me?

- Yeah.

- Let's see what we got.

- It's not good.

- That don't sound good.

Yeah, I see.

Yup.

You got plenty of oil, but no pressure,

so it's definitely your oil pump.

I don't carry this part, not for this car anyway,

but I can get it.

Take till tomorrow though.

- All right, how much?

- Part are running about 150 with labor,

bring your total up dough, 250 to 275.

- Okay, well do you take credit cards?

- Yeah, most of them.

Takes a long time to blow a part like this.

Probably should have checked it

before you started your trip.

- Yeah, well, I wasn't really thinking about it.

Just kind of started driving.

Listen, is there a,

is there someplace I can get something to eat around here?

- Dinner across the street, great food and it's cheap.

- What about a hotel?

- The only one in town.

- All right Earl, looks like I'm staying overnight.

Go ahead and order that part from me.

I'll be back in the morning to pick it up.

- Will do, all right.

Well, hey.

Welcome to hope.

- If you say so.

Hi.

- Hi, I'm Sarah.

Sarah Austin.

- Liz Chambers.

- Car trouble?

- How'd you guess?

- Come on, it's not exactly a tourist trap is it?

Either you got car trouble or you're lost or both.

And in your case, I say it's both.

- No, no, I'm just car.

I, I never get lost.

- Really?

How's that possible?

- I don't know, I just have this innate

sense of direction, I guess.

- So where are you headed?

- West.

- Just West, no particular destination?

- Figure I'll know when I get there.

- Hi.

What can I get you today?

- I will take the cheeseburger deluxe medium.

Thanks.

- And can I have some more water please?

Thanks.

- So what's your excuse?

Car trouble?

- Nope.

- Are you lost?

- Wrong again.

- Then why are you here?

- I am a reporter doing a very important

story for my newspaper.

- And I thought this stuff was made up.

So you're a writer, huh?

What's so special about this town?

- You don't know about hope?

- What about it?

- Hope was founded in the late 18 hundreds

by a preacher named Jonas Hathaway.

He was a real fire and brimstone fanatic.

- Cheeseburger and water.

- Hathaway had incredible luck with his crops.

Even in times of drought, the town never ran dry.

So he claimed it was

because the town was built on hallowed ground.

And then he began to hit problems

with the crows, eating his crops.

So he put up scarecrows to keep them away.

And that worked for a while until the crows got smart.

So then Hathaway began to poison them.

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Hathaway believed that the crows were sent

by the devil to destroy the town's livelihood.

- And Satan's spawn have come to destroy our harvest,

to destroy our livelihood and you must cast them out.

You must save us, sacrifices must be made

to the Lord to protect us

from this black winged, hell spawn.

- Hathaway was desperate, so he began to sacrifice

the town sinners in hopes to appease his God.

He would dress his victims up like scarecrows

and nail them up in his fields.

- Alive?

- Alive.

(man screaming)

Otherwise they couldn't scream,

and Hathaway needed their screens to keep the crows away.

Until one night Hathaway has a vision.

(dramatic music)

- The rapture.

- And it tells him that the world is coming to an end.

So Hathaway has his followers build this shelter

underneath this fields and wait for the end of the world.

So the congregation decides to send up a kid to see

if the world really ended.

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And this kid runs all the way to Liberty.

And all this kid is supposed

to do is just see if anyone's still alive.

Instead, this kid tells the people of Liberty, everything.

So the men of Liberty go to Hathaway's farm,

and then they drag him out of the shelter.

And then they nailed him up on a post in his own field,

(Hathaway screams)

Just like he had done to his victims.

(Hathaway screaming) (dramatic music)

- The lords work will be done, it will be done!

- And then they burned him alive.

(dramatic music) (Hathaway screaming)

Rumor has it, nothing grows on that spot

where they buried Hathaway's body.

Some people believe the fire freed

Hathaway's spirit from his flesh,

allowing it to reside in the field.

Just waiting.

Supposedly the spirits of Hathaway's victims

still inhabit the crows in this area.

Anyway, I just figure I'll go down

to Hathaway's farm and take some pictures

and I'll see if I get any weird vibes.

Oh my God.

You should come with me.

- I don't know, I'm not much of a farm country kind of gal.

- Oh, come on, it's not like you have anything better to do.

- All right, fine.

- Yes, okay, all right, you know what?

I will meet you out in five minutes.

I'll bring the car around front.

Okay?

- Oh no, no, no.

It's paid for honey, don't you worry.

- all right, thanks.

- Tip to, it's all taken care of.

- Hey, thanks for paying for my lunch.

- I didn't pay for your lunch.

- Well, the waitress said my lunch was paid for.

- Ah, one of the locals probably thought

you were purdy and paid for it.

That's a big deal.

You know what, honey, just take it while you can get it.

(suspenseful music)

So what's his name?

Come on, I am a reporter.

It's my job, after all.

Besides it's always the guy,

it's one of the few gifts they possess, unless it's a girl.

Which I mean would be totally okay with me.

I mean, it's not my thing personally,

but who cares what kind of carpet you vacuum?

You know now?

- No, it wasn't a girl.

- All right, you know what, don't tell me

cause I'm so good at this kind of stuff.

He broke your heart.

You found him in bed with your best friend.

He didn't break your heart?

- No, I broke his.

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- Why didn't they just bulldozers place and rebuild?

- They can't, it's a historic landmark.

First house in town.

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- Oh my God, it's terrific.

(suspenseful music) (crows cawing)

Oh this is great stuff.

(suspenseful music) (crows cawing)

- What's that about?

- I don't know, it's probably my perfume.

I just hope it's not the bird flu.

I hear it's untweetable.

(Sarah chuckles)

- You're such a dork.

(door creaks)

(door thuds)

(suspenseful music) (crows cawing)

- Good God, it's like nobody's been here since that night.

- It's possible.

- This is fantastic.

Beautiful.

(suspenseful music)

Yeah.

(suspenseful music)

Hallowed ground.

(suspenseful music)

Listen.

- What?

- The crows, they've stopped.

(crow thuds)

Oh, oh.

Yuck.

What'd I tell ya?

Spirits of the damned live on.

Oh, I have an idea.

Let's go find where he's buried.

(suspenseful music) (crows cawing)

Well, this must be it.

It's weird, I guess the rumors are true.

- It's kind of creepy.

- Don't tell me you're superstitious?

- I don't know, sometimes I feel like

life's been planned out ahead of time.

You know?

No matter what you do, you can't change it.

Do you ever get that feeling me?

- Me?

- All right.

What now?

- Well, now we have ourselves little Kodak moment.

(dramatic music)

A girl can dream, can't she?

(dramatic music)

- All we need is a head.

- Why, he's the perfect man.

Be right back.

- Okay.

(crow caws)

That's pretty gross.

- I know my editor designed him.

He said it's going to make a hell of a cover photo.

You know, it sells more copies that way.

(crows cawing)

Okay, upisy, daisy.

(ominous music)

- Yikes.

(suspenseful music) (crows cawing)

- Whoa, I guess these things really do work.

(suspenseful music) (crows cawing)

Hey, where are you going?

- I have to pee.

- Yeah, well don't get lost.

I don't want to have to go find your ass.

- So much for your faith in my abilities as a human compass.

(ominous music)

- [Hathaway] The lords work will be done, it will be dome!

(house banging)

(suspenseful music) (house banging)

- Oh come on Austin.

Don't put it your own press.

(camera clicking) (suspenseful music)

(wings flapping)

(dramatic music)

Get off me.

I'm not that kind of girl.

(camera clicks)

(suspenseful music)

Liz!

Liz come on, let's get outta here already.

(Sarah screaming) (dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- Hello?

(suspenseful music)

Sarah?

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(Liz crying out) (dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

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- Oh God, officer!

(siren wails)

Officer stop!

- I've found one of the girls.

- [Radio] Roger that.

- Come on, we have to go, hurry.

- Okay relax, you're okay, now.

- No, we have to go now.

- Just clam down, tell me what happened.

- No, please get back in the car, please get back, please.

- Tell me what happened.

- He's right behind me, get in the car, please.

- Okay, okay.

- Get in the car.

- Let's go.

- Hurry, get in car.

Please hurry, please hurry.

Let's go.

(Liz crying)

Come on, let's go.

(dramatic music)

(glass shattering) (dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(tires screeching)

- What are you doing driving this car?

Where's officer Candler.

- He's dead.

- What?

Where, what happened with his car?

- Just shut up and listen to me, your cop's dead,

somebody dressed as a scarecrow killed him

and then my friend Sarah--

- Okay, all right, let's go inside and talk.

Calm down.

- What happened?

- Said she was attacked, here have a seat.

Killed Bill.

- [Man] What?

- Yeah and her friend,

and from the looks of the car outside,

I'd say she's telling the truth.

All right.

Tell me your name.

- Elizabeth Chambers.

- All right Liz, I'm sheriff O'Connor.

Can you tell me what happened?

- I was just driving through

and my car broke down.

I'm not, I'm not from here.

- Well, that makes two of us.

- I met this reporter when I was at your dinner

named Sarah, she's doing a story on your town.

So we went out to the Hathaway farm.

Some sick fuck disguised himself

as a scarecrow and he posted her up in the field.

And then he killed your cop.

(Liz crying)

- Three months, I haven't had to put this on.

Not a single God damn crime.

- [Liz] Where are you going?

- Going out to the farm.

Can't leave Bill's body out there, or your friend.

Hell, maybe I'll get lucky, bump into this guy

and do a little target practice on him.

Mark, get on the radio to Liberty,

tell them we need some backup in case this guy has friends.

Liz, I want you to stay put.

You stay here, you'll be safe.

I'll be back in 20 minutes, tops.

- Liberty, it's 220, this is Hope station over.

Liberty 220 this is Hope station, do you copy, over?

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Liberty, 220, this is Hope station, come back.

- Where is everybody?

- What?

- Where is everybody?

No ones outside and this is main street for Christs sake.

What kind of town is this?

- Liberty 220, this is Hope station, do you copy?

Over.

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(phone beeping)

(line beeping)

- Where the hell are you going?

- Liberty station's not answering which means I've got

to get over there and see what the hells going on.

- Are you sure it's not just the radio?

- No, the radio's fine,

there's no response on cellphone either.

Might just be a downed antenna but I've gotta check it out.

Just stay here, you'll be fine.

- You can't just leave.

- Look, lock the door behind me,

don't let anybody in but me and the sheriff.

You'll be okay.

I'll be back in 20.

- Yeah, 20 minutes, yeah, I know.

Screw this.

(suspenseful music)

(gun clicks)

(sirens blaring)

- Liberty, this is sheriff Jack O'Connor.

Do you copy, over.

(radio static)

Liberty, this is sheriff O'Connor of Hope PD,

do you copy over.

(radio static)

Where the hell is everybody?

- 20 minutes my ass.

(dramatic chord)

(suspenseful music)

(rake scraping)

(gun clicks)

(suspenseful music)

(window scraping)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic chord)

(suspenseful music)

(gun firing) (dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

Mother fucker, I know I got you.

(suspenseful music)

There's no blood.

That's not possible.

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

What the fuck?

(suspenseful music)

Fuck.

(suspenseful music)

Keys, keys.

(suspenseful music)

Come on you piece of shit, you're so fucked

and you won't start.

Fuck.

What the fuck?

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

Hello, somebody?

Please somebody help me please!

Somebody please!

- Oh my God child, what's happened?

- He's trying to kill me.

- Who's trying to kill you?

- The scarecrow, somebody dressed as a scarecrow,

he killed my friend.

- There's no one out there now.

Are you hurt, do you need a doctor?

- No.

- All right, now you stay right here, child.

I'll call the police, they'll be here in no time.

- No, no you can't,

I was just at the police station, there's nobody there.

- Well then I'll call the Liberty police

or the state police, there's got to be somebody there.

You stay right here.

You're safe now, really.

(something bangs)

(suspenseful music)

- Preacher?

(suspenseful music)

(cutlery clattering)

(suspenseful music)

Preacher?

Is that you?

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

- I suppose you want an explanation.

- What's wrong with you people?

You're all sick, all of you.

- This town has waited over 100 years

for this night to arrive.

A night that was foretold

by preacher Hathaway himself over a century ago.

We've waited a long time for you, Elizabeth.

- How do you know my name?

- You're arrival here was foreseen.

You are the mother of his rebirth.

From your sacred womb he will be reborn.

I don't know how much your reporter friend told you.

- She knows most of it, everything but the end.

- You see Jonas had a lot of visions.

He also prophesied his death at the hands of those farmers.

And he foretold of his rebirth.

A rebirth that started with your arrival.

When the people of Liberty burned preacher Hathaway,

the fire destroyed his body, but not his spirit.

He told us what to do.

He wrote it down in detail in the book

and we followed it exactly.

We buried him in the Holy soil, behind his farm

because we knew it would contain his spirit.

Until the prophecy came true, it would give him life again,

just as it has given this town life.

The preacher said he could come back in the body of another,

but he needed new flesh to be truly reborn.

- This is impossible.

- You'll get to like it here miss.

We'll take real good care of you and the baby.

(dramatic music)

- No.

No.

(doors bangs)

- Easy do.

- Things sure picked up around here

since we burned down Joe Barton's gas station.

- You gonna post her up like the others?

- Settle down, settle down.

- The mark, she's got the mark!

- [Man] She's the one all right.

- I knew it was her the minute I laid eyes on her.

Hallelujah!

- Lord be praised!

- Let me go!

(gun fires)

- Whatever's going on here, it's over.

Now let the girl go.

- Now wait a minute sheriff.

We know you're not a local

but I think if you'll listen, you'll understand.

- Won't hurt to listen to him.

(gun fires)

- Enough!

Who wants the next one?

Let the girl go.

- Whatever you say, sheriff.

- Get in the car.

- Just don't get fidgety with that thing.

- I don't know what you people

are planning here, but it's over.

I'm coming back with the state police

so don't bother trying to run.

- We're not going anywhere sheriff.

This is our home.

- Well that makes my job easier, doesn't it?

(engine rumbles)

What's gotten into these people?

It's like they've gone crazy overnight.

What?

- How do I know that you're not one of them?

- Are you kidding me?

I just saved your ass back there.

- Yeah, well it could be a trick.

You can be just as crazy

as the rest of those rural assholes.

- If you want to get out of the car, be my guest,

but I ain't stopping.

You heard them, I'm not from around here.

I'm a city boy.

- Well then why the hell did you move here?

- Because I got tired of shooting ten-year-olds

who were out to pop a cop for their gang initiation.

What was happening back there?

- I don't know.

They're fucking crazy.

They say they need me to get pregnant so that the spirit of

their preacher can inhabit the baby, so he can be reborn.

Imagine me a mother again.

I had a boy, Jesse.

I was young and I needed something.

I needed to be needed by someone.

- Where is he now?

(dramatic music)

- Died about a month ago.

Five weeks to be exact.

He was almost two.

Guess I wasn't paying close enough attention

cause he was just playing

and he crawled up on the windowsill.

One of the bars on the window must have been loose.

I couldn't get to him fast enough,

it was like I was moving in slow motion.

I turn around for one fucking second.

One second.

He's--

(Liz crying)

- I'm so sorry.

(dramatic chord)

(suspenseful music)

(voices whispering)

- Sheriff, sheriff, wake up.

Wake up, get up sheriff.

Please.

No, no.

- Step out of the car miss, nice and slow.

- Sheriff, sheriff, please, sheriff wake up, sheriff.

- Damn Jack, I really thought we could convert you.

You being so against violence and all.

- Damn shame mayor, town could use some new blood.

- Mayor, you mean all you people are--

- Well of course, it was preacher Hathaway's

founding rule, otherwise word would get out.

Can't have that.

No, that would be no good at all.

- You people are fucking crazy,

a bunch of religious assholes.

- You watch your tongue girl.

- It's all right, she'll come around.

She's one of us now.

- No, no.

Let me go, no.

(suspenseful music)

No, no, no, no, no!

Let me, no, no, stop, stop!

- [Woman] He's hurt.

- He'll be fine, that body's temporary.

- She's the one, look, she's got that mark.

(suspenseful music)

- Have respect.

(suspenseful music)

- Hallowed ground.

(suspenseful music)

- No!

Stop it, stop!

(dramatic music)

- She's a feisty one.

- No, no.

- What are you doing boy?

We don't wanna hurt her.

- My apologies ma'am, boys just excited is all.

He's just not thinking straight.

- Somebody help me!

- You just settle down now honey.

- Bring the sheriff to, we might need him.

(dramatic music)

- Somebody help me, somebody help me please!

(dramatic music) (Liz screaming)

Somebody help me, somebody!

(dramatic music)

(Liz whimpering)

- Let's get her inside, we've got a schedule to keep.

- No, no, no, no.

(suspenseful music)

- Hello, Elizabeth.

Oh, you look lovely.

Are you comfortable?

This town needs you Elizabeth.

Especially preacher Hathaway.

You saw how easily his body can be damaged.

That's why he needs your baby, our baby.

The one that we'll conceived together.

We should get started.

We only have until dawn.

- What, what do you mean?

- Doesn't matter now.

You just, you just relax.

We can do this easy, or I can have some men hold you down.

Which would you prefer?

- Just you.

- That's what I thought you'd say.

Now I'm not going to hurt you.

(preacher cries out)

(suspenseful music)

- Shut up, shut up.

- Preacher?

- [Liz] Shut up, shut up.

- [Mark] You okay in there?

- Yeah, stay out please.

(suspenseful music)

Wake up, please, please wake up.

(suspenseful music)

Serves you right you sick fuck.

- It's awful quiet in there.

- What would you know?

- I'm just saying, I hope the preachers

got it in him is all.

- He'll be just fine.

- Just saying.

(men chuckles)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- Preacher, you okay in there?

(suspenseful music)

(door rattles)

(door banging) (suspenseful music)

- She's getting away, go around back!

Come here!

(man yelling) (suspenseful music)

(man screams)

Damn it, bitch.

- Spread out, we'll corner her.

(suspenseful music)

(Liz screams)

- She's over here!

- Help me.

Please.

(suspenseful music)

Help, no, don't leave me, no, no please, no!

(man screams)

(suspenseful music)

- I'm on her!

- Don't lose her!

- Get her?

- No I don't have her.

- What do you mean you don't have her?

- I mean she's not here, what she run past you?

- [Man] No, she didn't run past me.

You said you had her.

- [Man] I don't know, she's not where she supposed to be.

- Look, you go over there, I'll check over here.

(suspenseful music)

- The underground shelter

(suspenseful music)

Oh God.

(suspenseful music)

What's your name?

My name's Liz.

Do you remember me?

I saw you this morning at the gas station.

You know what, I think I have something

that I'm pretty sure is yours.

It's just after one, that's it?

- Sabrina, my name's Sabrina.

- Sabrina, that's a very pretty name.

- Thank you for bringing Sleepy Head back.

- Sleepy Head?

- Sleepy Head, that's his name.

- Ah, so it's a boy.

Couldn't tell

- I think it's a boy.

I guess it could be a girl.

- Sabrina, can you tell me what happened?

- They said they'd show us what living on a farm was like.

They took my daddy.

I heard him, he screamed.

(Sabrina crying)

When I called him, he didn't answer me.

(Sabrina crying)

And they took my mommy, I was so scared.

I left the van and ran away and I fell in here.

They're dead, aren't they?

- Yeah.

- Why would someone do that, why?

- I don't know, I don't know, come here.

It's okay.

(Sabrina crying)

It's okay.

I promise, I'm not going to let anything happen to you.

Okay?

(suspenseful music)

Sabrina, Sabrina, wake up.

Wake up honey.

I want you to take this in case that lamp goes out, okay?

- Why, where are you going?

- I'm going to find help.

Preacher said something about only having till Dawn.

I think Hathaway needs to find a body

to inhabit before the sun comes up.

Listen, I can't just stay here and wait for them to find us.

They need me, but if they find you.

Look, I'm just going to run to the next town.

I'll be back with the police

and whoever else I can round up.

And if I'm not back by the time the sun comes up,

I want you to leave.

I want you to run as fast as you can away from the sun,

that's going to take you to the closest town, okay?

- I knew you'd leave me.

- I'm not leaving you.

I'm just going to find help so we can get out of this place.

- Can't we go with you?

- No, you cannot go with me.

You'll slow me down.

If they find you they'll kill you,

You can't take that chance.

I can't be responsible for that.

Not again.

Okay.

I'll be back, I promise.

(dramatic music)

I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, all right.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(electric fizzing) (suspenseful music)

Hello?

Is anybody here?

(suspenseful music)

Operator?

Where is everybody?

Sheriff.

(suspenseful music)

(phone clattering) (suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

Sheriff?

Sheriff!

Hey.

How did you get away, I thought they would have killed you?

- Well I'm sure they were planning on it,

but you caused quite a stir back there.

So I took a shot.

- Hey, you're bleeding.

- No, it's already stopped,

it's just gonna leave a hell of a bump.

What happened here, where is everybody?

- Dead.

- Everybody?

- Yeah, I think so.

I guess the people of Hope finally got

their payback for Hathaway's murder.

(shoe thuds)

(suspenseful music)

- What do you say we get the hell out of here?

- Yeah, okay.

(suspenseful music) (siren wailing)

I don't want them to hear us coming.

Listen, we have to go back to hope.

I left somebody there.

- Who, anyone who wasn't one

of Hathaway's followers is dead.

- No, there's a little girl there

that I saw from a family at Earl's garage.

I fell into that underground shelter

and she was in there hiding.

Her whole family's been slaughtered.

- The shelter, that's why they couldn't find you.

- Look, I promised her that as soon as I found help,

I'd come back for her.

We'll just go back, we'll grab her

and then we'll get the fuck out of here.

All right?

We'll call in the national guard,

burn this shit hole to the ground.

- Why didn't they kill you?

- I told you, they can't.

They need me for Hathaway's rebirth,

said something about my womb being hollowed ground.

I don't know, they must think of a Virgin or something.

Yeah, I know, what fucking century

are these people living in?

(suspenseful music)

Let go of me!

(suspenseful music)

- There, a women met him, with the attire of a harlot.

And of crafty heart.

And she was loud and rebellious,

and her feet would not stay at home.

- Let go of me.

When did you kill him?

- This body's been dead for hours.

And with enticing speech she caused him to yield,

and with her flattery lips, she seduced him.

(dramatic music)

Do not let your heart turn aside to her ways.

Do not stray into her paths.

For she has cast down many wounded,

and all who were slain by her were strong.

Her way is the way to hell,

descending to the chambers of death.

- Shut the fuck up!

(dramatic music) (siren wailing)

(suspenseful music)

- [Woman] Did you find her?

- Yeah.

- Let's get her inside, quickly.

- No.

She's useless to us.

The harlots not pure.

- But the prophecy.

- The prophecy was wrong.

- What about you?

- We'll have to find another,

we'll choose from one of the local girls, go.

Collect your daughters, one will be chosen.

- What about her?

She was the one.

- This ones a whore.

Now I don't have much time and it's almost dawn,

now get us a crucifix, we're gonna post her up.

- No, no, no!

(dramatic music)

No, no, no! (dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

You already have a body, why don't you just stay in there?

- This flesh is dead, corrupted.

Within hours, it'll be infested with insects and rotting.

No, no, I need a living body.

Go search the field, near the shelter

there's an outsider hiding there.

A child.

- No, no!

I'll fucking kill you, don't you fucking touch her!

- Quiet.

If she's old enough, I'll just use her

and if she's not, then we'll post her up to.

- Fucking dirty, sick fuck.

(suspenseful music)

- I found it, over here!

- Looks like we don't need you anymore.

- No!

Don't touch her.

(suspenseful music)

- She ain't here!

- No!

Go, find her!

She can't have gotten far, spread out!

(suspenseful music)

- Looks like your running out of time asshole,

you can't keep God waiting forever.

- There's still time enough for you though, isn't there?

Give me that cross.

Now!

(suspenseful music)

- Get her on here.

Get her on there, come on.

(suspenseful music)

(doll rips)

(lighter flicks)

(suspenseful music)

- Somebody help me.

- We've go the nails.

(suspenseful music)

- Stop.

(suspenseful music)

- [Man] I got her.

(suspenseful music)

I got her.

- Damn it, settle down.

(suspenseful music)

Damn it, hold still.

All right.

(suspenseful music)

Smell something?

- [Man] Fire!

(Man screams)

- Get it off!

(suspenseful music)

- No!

(dramatic music) (fire crackling)

- Get it off, get it out, get it out!

Get it out!

(suspenseful music)

- Hell spawn.

(suspenseful music)

- You're not touching her!

(gun firing)

- Get it out, get it out, get it out!

- I got it.

(gun firing)

(suspenseful music)

(gun clicks)

(suspenseful music)

- Ye are of your father the devil,

and the lusts of your father ye shall do.

(dramatic music) (whacking)

(dramatic chord)

- Liz, Liz!

Are you okay?

- I should be ask you that,

are you okay?

You're fine.

(Sabrina gasps)

- Liz, Liz.

- Get behind me, get behind me.

(suspenseful music)

- She killed preacher Hathaway.

- What do we do now?

This wasn't in the prophecies.

- We burn him, just like the book taught us.

(suspenseful music)

- The fire destroyed his body, not his spirit.

- What?

- Sabrina come on, Sabrina come on.

Run!

(suspenseful music)

- [Hathaway] The lords work shall be done!

(suspenseful music)

Come on Sabrina, come on.

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic chord)

- Brina.

- Daddy?

- Sabrina, Sabrina we have to go,

okay, we can't stay here.

Sabrina we have to go right now.

(suspenseful music)

Sabrina, don't.

- That's right baby, daddy's here.

- Daddy?

- Sabrina, that's not your father.

Okay, it's not him.

(suspenseful music)

- How much longer are we gonna have to wait, the sun is up.

- Until he gets here.

- You sure we did the right thing, burning him?

- We did what the book said we should.

Relax.

He'll be coming along directly.

(suspenseful music)

- Sabrina.

Let go of me!

Sabrina please come here!

Oh God.

Stay away from her!

Oh God.

- It's okay muffin, come on.

- Please Sabrina, it's not your father.

Let go.

- Come to daddy and we'll go home.

- Sabrina.

- I said come here.

(suspenseful music)

Sabrina help me.

- Sabrina don't!

- Come help daddy.

- Sabrina please, look at me.

- Come on baby.

I love you, now help daddy.

(crows cawing)

(dramatic music) (crows cawing)

- It's a sign.

He's coming.

He's coming.

- My God.

It's beautiful.

(dramatic music) (crows cawing)

- It's okay Sabrina.

(dramatic music) (crows cawing)

Spirits of the damned.

- [Sabrina] Can I we go now?

- Yeah, we can go now.

It's okay.

(dramatic music)

- Where ya headed?

- Anywhere.

- Passing right through that, hop in.

(suspenseful music)

- [Radio] Satan's disciples, carrying their sinful ways

out of our corrupted cities and into our heartlands.

Have you been saved, have you been reborn?

- Do you mind?

(dramatic music)

♪ I feel that the devils been here tonight ♪

♪ Who else lights a bonfire in the sky ♪

♪ Wait out, wait out but the clock tower ♪

♪ I know I'm a saint ♪

♪ As long as it takes, as long as it takes ♪

♪ Look all around ♪

♪ Are you a coward ♪

♪ It's about time that you came ♪

♪ Or are you afraid to show me your faith ♪

♪ I feel that the devils been here tonight ♪

♪ Who else lights a bonfire in the sky ♪

♪ Wait out, wait out by the clock tower ♪

♪ How could I not see the truth underneath ♪

♪ The truth underneath ♪

♪ Look all around, it's getting louder ♪

♪ By the time that you came ♪

♪ Or are you afraid to show me your faith ♪

♪ I feel that the devils been here tonight ♪

♪ Who else lights a bonfire in the sky ♪

♪ I feel that the devils been here tonight ♪

♪ Who else lights a bonfire in the sky ♪

(dramatic music)

♪ I feel that the devils been here tonight ♪

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)