All language subtitles for Night Visions S01E15-E16 Bitter Harvest & My So-Called Life and Death

People say old man Jennings is a
murderer, that his mother was a witch.

Shane Watkins is about to learn
that the truth is far more terrifying.

Sure it ain't just bloke? No,
it's not bloke. She's pregnant.

Dad said she's about two
months away from foaling.

There's old man Jennings.

Man, I'd hate to live next to him.

I heard old man Jennings
shot some encyclopedia salesman

who wouldn't leave
soon enough to suit him.

Buried him behind his barn.

Annie Coombs said
Jennings' mom was a witch.

Casted spells and... Well, you
must have talked to him, Shane.

I mean... No, that's
those signs do the talking.

I'll tell you this, though.

He's got the best
fishing hole east of Newfield.

You saying you fished on his land? I'm
just saying. I went over there Thursday.

I caught a largemouth, nine pounds. It
was this big. What, you don't believe me?

Prove it to me. You want to go over there?

I'll go with you.

Nah, I gotta do homework.

Yeah, me too.

Hey Shane, you can go again.

Check behind the barn.

See if you find the salesman's grave.

Shane, what are you
talking about with your friends?

Nothing.

Stop staring at Mr. Jennings.

Man likes to keep to
himself, now you respect that.

Do you believe anything
that people say about him?

I don't listen to that
kind of foolishness.

Finish your chores.

Yes, sir.

Some grave. It's a pile of cow manure.

Hey, Cass!

Aah! Aah!

Heard Jake Jennings got
back from the hospital today.

Oh, that's a terrible thing.

I still don't know how a
man can be so careless

as to let himself get caught in an auger.

Ah, it could have slipped.

Passed out.

As far as I know, it didn't
tell no one. Not even the doctors.

Can you imagine losing both arms?

Something matter with your food, Shane?

No, it's just I'm not hungry.

How's an old man like that going
to take care of himself anyhow?

I just can't imagine.

A man who lives through that kind
of pain can live through anything.

Want some tea, Shane?
Are you not feeling well?

You don't feel hot?

No, I'm okay. I'm just not hungry.

I think I might take a
casserole over for Mr. James.

Where are you going? I'm going up to my
room. I haven't finished your supper.

It's okay, Cal. He's not feeling well.

Ooh.

Ooh.

Remember not to ride it too hard.

She's due to fall next couple of
weeks. Take good care of Ginger, Pa.

Where's her blanket?

Wherever you left it, I imagine.

Jake.

Alvin.

It's good to see you up and around.
Anything we can do to help you out?

No, I got this fella from
the county who comes around

every morning to help
me get dressed and such.

Look, I'm real sorry about the accident.

I got a bone to pick with your son.

My son?

Yeah.

Oh, he didn't tell you nothing, huh?

No, he didn't.

What's going on, Jake?

What's going on is... he's been fishing.

That true? Shane, I'm talking to you.

You've been fishing on Mr.
Jennings' property without his permission?

Yeah.

I'm real sorry to hear that, Jake.

Of course, he'll be happy to
pay you for any fish he took.

I don't want no money.

I could use a little help
for a couple of weeks until

I get my prosthetic arm
put on at the hospital.

Yeah, he'll be happy to help you
out for as long as you need him.

Oh, that's good.

I'll see you tomorrow.

After school. Pa.

Pop, please, I don't want to.
I'm real disappointed in you, son.

Maybe now, after some work,

you'll learn to respect other
people's property and their privacy.

Hello?

Clean out the rain
gutters, ladders in the garage.

Close call.

Your hand hurt?

No, not much.

I used to love chopping up wood.

Never got a chainsaw because I
knew I'd miss swinging an axe.

I could have swung it all
day long if I wanted to.

It took my troubles away. Of course, now,
all my troubles have got nowhere to go.

It keeps racing around in my
mind. I think I'm going crazy.

You best be careful.

You wouldn't want to chop
off your foot, would you?

Hey!

Go to the hospital for physical therapy.

Haul the rest of that wood to the
back of the house before you go.

Yes, sir.

That's a grave.

Pa? Hey, I thought this would be a good
place for Ginger and her fool to run.

Mr. Jennings finished
with you for the day?

I'm finished with him, for
good. What are you talking about?

I'm done working for that crazy old man.

You're done when I tell you you're done.

Unless you've got one hell of a
great reason you're not done.

I got a good reason.

Well, I'm waiting.

You gotta learn your lesson, Shane.

Besides, a little extra
work never killed no one.

Come in.

Come on over.

Sit down.

Get a fork and a spoon.

Pick them up.

Got a wagon of grain.

Used to be put in a silo.

Oh, it's been a while
since I've... augured.

Something's down my neck.

It's got to be cleared.
Aren't you going to turn it off?

You better stick your arm in
there, we're losing grain!

Do it now, boy!

I'll be damned.

That's a piece of my ball.

That's for you. You didn't have to pay me.

You worked for two weeks.

I paid you for two weeks.

Well... Bye.

Bye.

How come you didn't tell my dad it
was my fault you lost your arms?

What would be the point?

If I was you, I would have told.

I would have hated me if I was you.

I would have done anything to
hurt you for the way I ended up.

Hey, Ken!

That belongs to you.

I won't be needing it. No.

Hey, I was just coming to get you.
Ginger's having her fold. You better hurry.

You're going to miss the whole thing.

What's it?

Shane.

Shane, I am so sorry.

Bet says he's never seen nothing
like it. A horse with no limbs.

It'll have to be
destroyed, Shane. Now, don't

go blaming yourself.
It was nothing you did.

It's just hard to figure sometimes.

Your mother and me, uh... Well, we were
waiting to tell you till it was sure,

but I think now's the time you
need to hear something good.

Real good.

Your mother's expecting.

You're gonna have a little
brother or sister, Shane.

Somebody you can take care of,
play with. It's gonna be all right.

How vindictive is old man Jennings?

Shane will have his answer in nine months.

A girl's first crush can be
magical, but as Julia is about to learn,

magic is a short step from horror.

The mutation nearly
torched the place again today.

I kind of wished he pulled it off.

At least then we wouldn't
have to be here anymore.

Brian!

Look, Mommy, there's pretty
pictures, mountains and valleys.

By my count, De Fure has given
three different lectures, excuse me,

explanations on the dangers of fire.

He isn't catching on, on purpose.

How many times have I told you not to
play with matches? I don't need matches.

Well, that is true.

You are such a smart boy.

Seven years old and the
little defects already

figured out how to get
off on a technicality.

And she encourages him.

Julia, I told you to watch your brother.

I was watching. And don't give me
that attitude. He could have been hurt.

You mean Julia wants me to get hurt?

No, of course not, dear.
She's just careless sometimes.

Don't forget thoughtless.

And thoughtless.

It's lunchtime. Come inside
and make yourself useful.

Lately, I can't even look at my
mother without wanting to stab her.

Repeatedly.

A girl on some old TV show said that once.

I'm not so sure I'd stop at mom.

Thought for the day. I hate this place.

Encounter point.

No matter how much I hate this place,
it sure does have a phenomenal view.

It's uncanny.

Whenever I'm feeling
like I just can't handle

being here anymore, he always shows up.

When this vacation's finally over...

Which won't be soon enough.

He's the only thing I'll really miss.

Not that he'd notice.

Henry!

Get in here!

In a minute, dear. I
think the TV's working.

You've got children to raise!

Are you trying to turn
my son into a pyromaniac?

He lit up the backyard. He
didn't stop me. You know, Dad,

corporal punishment's legal in this state.

Don't you even suggest such a
thing. He's seven years old.

We can reason with him, and we will.

Don't lecture. Explain. Right, Mommy?

That's right, sweetie.

You know how inquisitive Brian is.
Stop leaving temptations lying around.

Sorry. It won't happen again.

Dad, he's like an echo, a tiny,
pathetic reflection of whatever mother says.

Maybe that's why she married him.

He says he bought this house
to give us a place to get away.

Sometimes I think what he really
wanted to get away from was us.

Where are you going?

Outside. He just came in.

I'm just going to offer the handyman
something to drink. You stay away from him.

He's here to work. So your
father can get some rest.

I could definitely use the rest.

That's right. Now sit down.
Enjoy a meal with your family.

Don't slouch.

He never talks to anyone. Maybe
he just doesn't like to talk.

There's something perfect in the silence.

I don't have to find the words
to tell him how beautiful he is.

I don't have to hear
him say that I don't look

that way to him. I'm tired of silence.

I said hello.

No, no, he didn't walk past
me. He walked through me.

He must be a ghost or something. Mommy
says there's no such thing as ghosts.

I have heard your mother say that, honey.

So what, Dad?

That doesn't change what just
happened to me out there. I mean,

we should have noticed this before.

He's constantly doing work around here,
but does anything ever really get done?

No.

He must have died here, and
for some reason he can't leave.

You know, this is
ridiculous. He's a ghost.

There's no other
explanation. Sure there is.

You're lying. Shut up!

Don't you talk to your brother like that.

Especially when he's
right, you could be lying.

Mom, why would I lie about this?

Because you need attention.

Because you're bored.
How am I supposed to know

what goes on inside that head of yours?

You talk to that stupid
recorder more than you do your family.

Yeah, well, at least the tape
recorder listens to me. Daddy,

I want to go down to the water
and throw rocks at the seagulls.

In a minute.

You shouldn't hurt animals.

Why? Because it's sick, you little freak.

Now look what you've done.

I know what happened.

I know what I saw. And if that's not
good enough for you guys, I don't care.

It was bad enough before, but now
I can't get him out of my head.

Maybe it's because when you
know you can't have something,

you want it that much more.

Maybe it's curiosity.

Or maybe it's just easier
to feel for someone who...

Can't feel back. You don't have
to worry about getting rejected.

Especially when they're already dead.

How you got it going? Shaving?

10, 20, 30 years. Have you
been here all this time?

How did you die?

Can't you see me? I'm right here.

You can see me.

I've waited so long for you to notice me.

Wait, where are you going?

No, don't leave me here alone!

Are you all right?

I thought I heard you crying. What?

I wasn't crying.

No, of course you weren't.

Why don't you believe anything I tell you?

I want to.

But sometimes you're so high
strung. You think I'm crazy?

No.

Look, Julia, I know you
don't like being here.

But your father likes the
quiet, and he needs some rest.

This is a beautiful place to spend a
vacation. It's only for a few more weeks.

You could learn to like it.

This place isn't the problem.

No matter how hard I think about
him now, he still won't show himself.

I know I scared him off.

I scared away a ghost.

If Brian had been there, he probably
would have said my face scared him off.

I wanted so desperately to talk to him.

I have to see him
again. You are the worst.

In my life, I wasn't afraid to die. A
rope snapping tight around my throat,

a razor, two quick flashes
across my wrist, whatever worked.

Just a brief moment of pain.

You little creep! You had no
right to die! You want to die?

You want to kill yourself
so you can join some figment

of your imagination? No, Mom! He's real!

More real than any of you. I'm not
going to hear another word of this. Ow!

Mom, you're hurting me.

Ow!

Get in there.

I'm not going to let
you throw your life away.

She'll be all right.

Please, I need to see you.

Please take me with you.

Why don't you leave me alone?

I didn't do anything to
you! You did it to yourselves!

You want the house back?

Fine! It's yours!

Just leave me alone! Please!
What's wrong with you people?

Can't you get through your thick heads?

All I want is me left
alone! Don't you understand?

Well, at last.

I called until my voice was hoarse.

Honestly, I don't know
who you think you are.

Yeah, that's what she said.

It was you, wasn't it?

You actually did it. I didn't do
anything. How'd you do it, Brian?

Matches?

I'm not supposed to play with
matches. You burned down our house, Brian.

I said I did it! I did
it! I did it! I did it!

I did it! I did it! I did it! I did it!

The handyman must have
bought this place after we died.

He's just trying to fix
it up. He's not the ghost.

We are.

We're haunting him.

That isn't true.

No wonder why you couldn't look at me
without being terrified. I'm a monster.

We're monsters. Just burned corpses.

That's nonsense. You're
a lovely young woman.

Why would you sit down and eat
your lunch? No, this isn't real.

Julia!

This house is where we live.

That's the only reality that matters. Why
are you trying to take this away from us?

It's the truth. The truth is
whatever you want it to be.

Mom, I'm not.

We're a family here.

A husband, a wife, a son,
and a lovely young daughter.

All you have to do is
believe that, too, please.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

Well, now, isn't this nice?

I hope this vacation lasts forever.

Me too.

Next time you think you
hate your life, remember this.

Happiness is nine-tenths
perception, one-tenth reality.