All language subtitles for The.Secret.of.Crickley.Hall.S01E02.WEB-DL.x264-ION10

I love you, Mummy.

GABE:
I don't want Mum to be here
for the anniversary.

How would you feel about
moving just out of London
for couple of months?

I used to work here.

Percy Judd at your service.

-MAGDA: This one's the worst.
-BOY: (SCREAMING) No!

NANCY: I was told Mr Cribben
was fully recovered.

CRIBBEN: Am I to have no peace
in any corner of this house?

(CALLY SCREAMING)

-He hit me.
-There was a man here?

MAGDA: You're fired.

-(YELPING)
-Your mum should be in prison.

-CAM: I'm not dead, Mummy.
-Just tell me where you are.

-(THWACKS)
-We've got ghosts!

Now he's not just dead,
he's a ghost.

He isn't dead.
He's alive and he's
trying to reach me.

You better not do anything bad
or else he'll
come and get you.

Hands up.
Who wants to move out of here?

Hands up who wants to know
where Cameron is?

-She's still sleeping it off.
-She's worn out.

I'm worn out.

-What time are you going in?
-Working from home today.

In case I try and
fit in a quick seance
while you're out?

It's amazing how
ghosts never appear

when there's
more than one person
in the room, isn't it?

Ever noticed that? Spooky.

-They appeared
to me and Cally.
-They did, Daddy.

Okay,
well, when there's someone
who doesn't believe in them.

Great, look, you can
take the girls for the day.

You be nice and
quiet for your sister.

I'm going to check and see
if anyone's seen Clyde.

He saw the ghosts.
That's why he ran away.

That's probably what happened.
I'll put a note
in the newsagent's.

Give my regards to Percy.

You think me and Cally
and Loren are
all hallucinating.

Oh, don't forget the dog.
Yeah, I do. Sorry.

I don't think you should be
getting wound
up at the moment.

I think that's
exactly what I need.

I've been in a coma
for the last year.

This is the first time
that I've felt
positive in a year.

I told you I feel
closer to him here.

You know,
whatever is going on here,

or went on here,
it's going to
help us find Cam.

I can't expect
you to believe it
if you haven't seen it.

(SIGHING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS)

(CANE WHIPPING)

Hi, Percy,
it's Eve Caleigh again.

I don't know if you got
my last two messages.

Maybe you're out and about.
But I'm in town now.

And I know you said
I could call if I had any
questions about the house.

(DOG WHINING)

I think you may
know what they are.

Some background history
I would love to ask you about.

I'll keep trying.
Hope you're well.

CALLY: Daddy!

Yes, you can have another one.
Just keep the noise down.

CALLY: It's doing it again!

(RATTLING)

-What do you think?
-I think it's a mouse.

-You afraid of mice?
-Yes.

-What else could it be?
-The water.

Good girl! Yeah.

My money would be on the pipes
if the boiler
wasn't turned off.

(RATTLING CONTINUES)

-Should we take a look?
-What if it's a ghost?

Do you wanna leave it
or do you want to find out?

We could ask what he wants.

Yeah, good idea.
'cause then he
might stop annoying us.

And that's all ghosts are,
aren't they? Just people who
want to annoy us.

They can't hurt us.

Oh!

Is it a ghost?

No, poppet.
I think it's just a draught.

That's where
the smell's coming from.
It's stinky.

What?

(CHUCKLES) You've got
a better nose than I have.

-Sorry to hear about your dog.
-That was fast.

I'm sure he'll show up.
I'll spread the word.

Percy told us everything.

I just wanted to know
how much of it was true.

I asked him to let you
enjoy your stay in peace.

But it's true.
They drowned in the house.

-"They drowned in the house"?
-The orphans, yes.

Crickley Hall was built
on top of
an underground river.

After the tragedy,
they built a storm drain

so it could
never happen today.
You're totally safe.

Orphans drowned
inside Crickley Hall?

-What exactly
did Percy tell you?
-So it was an orphanage?

Sorry, that's all I've got.

I'm sure Percy is not
the only one who knows
the story. And he was there.

So was my grandfather.
He was Reverend
at this church.

And whatever Percy may have
told you, Augustus Cribben
was not a monster.

Discipline was
harsh in those days.
It's not for us to judge.

Do you know about the ghosts?

These are dead children.

Can you appreciate
what a terrible thing it is

to trivialise
the loss of a child?

-(CLATTERING)
-GABE: Okay.

Just shine
the light there, poppet.
That's it.

(LOUD CLATTERING)

(GABE GRUNTING)

Just pass me the torch.

Here's Johnny!

Put my hand in...

(SCREAMS)

I'm sorry. I'm joking. Ow!

Who's there?

(PANTING)

CALLY: What happened, Daddy?

Um, nothing, baby.
It's just...

It's just that something
fell against my hand.

I found it, too.

-I know, baby, I know.
Come here.
-Get off!

I think you were very wise,
Augustus. This will put
a lot of minds at rest.

The children are impeccably
behaved and quite
clearly in good health.

Yes, I called this occasion
to celebrate our soldiers,

not to advertise my orphanage.

You have nothing
to prove to me.

No one can doubt your devotion
to those children and to God.

You extend your compassion
to the children of the enemy.

I know
the Reverend warned you off,
but I've seen the ghosts.

So you may as well tell me
why they're here.

All I wanted to tell you
was that it's no place for
your girls to stay.

This is a private tragedy.

My son, Cameron,
went missing a year ago.

He's six now.

I heard him for
the first time in a year
inside Crickley Hall.

-I'm sorry.
-He's not dead.

I heard him before.

We used to have...
We have a very
strong connection.

I used to hear
him all the time
before he went missing,

and then nothing for a year.

Until we came here,
and then I heard his voice.

Inside my head,
like I used to.

-How do you
know he's not dead?
-I just know.

How long you
think it will take you
to kick 'em out of Italy?

We'll be home by Christmas.

If some Latin
beauty doesn't bag you.

You know,
Ma says you can stay here
as long as you like.

I could fix you up
with the baker's in Horsley.

You could use me bike.

Why are you being
so nice to me, Mr Judd?

You care about the orphans.

I want you
to care about
our kids like that.

By the time I got back,
she'd left.
I couldn't track her down.

Lots of folks lost
contact back then.

Homes got bombed,
people got evacuated.

-But she knew where you lived.
-That's the only
reason I'm still here.

I've had my share
of people telling me
I'm mad to keep hoping.

I don't think
you'll get any answers
out of Crickley Hall.

(ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

This is a very important day
in the lives of
these young men.

It may be their last
night on home soil.

Speak when spoken to.
Do not talk among yourselves.

And anyone... Anyone who
steals what is on these plates
will pay for it dearly.

Go downstairs and serve.

And if there were 11 orphans,
why are there only
nine gravestones?

They said that two
were washed down the well.

They found some clothes,
but they never
found the bodies.

If I'm not the only person
to have seen them,

-hasn't anyone
tried to help them?
-I tried.

I asked someone to
try and contact them.

-She nearly died.
-Who?

(SIGHING)

Lili Peel.

She's in the book,
but she won't talk about it.

I've told you
everything I can.
I hope you find your boy.

Cameron said
the children know where he is.

Cribben won't let
them speak to you.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

You have to come down.
It's been noticed.

I should never
have agreed to this.

That girl has raised questions
and we have to answer them.

Come on, Gus.

You can do it.

You are the bravest man here.

No one sees your suffering.

(WHISPERING) Hey, hey, Stefan.
Stefan, Stefan, come here.
Come here.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(REPLYING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Right. Er...
I've only got bits and pieces.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

I'll take this.
Go to the kitchen
and get some more.

I'll be joining you
in a couple of years if it's
still going on by then.

That's a cheery thought.
(SIGHING) Let's hope not.

I was sorry to
hear about Nancy.

Weren't you glad to
see the back of her?

She meant well,
but it's not the way
to deal with the Cribbens.

Well, you'd know, I suppose.
You've got it
down to a fine art.

If you were me, so would you.

And what if you were Stefan?

I'd speak English.

I think I just got
him in more trouble.

There must be some evidence
of what he's doing to them.

They're too well-drilled.
They seem fed enough.

Yeah, they are now.
Wait till everyone goes home.

No one's going to take
a kid's word against Cribben.

(SIGHING)

What you need is a grown-up
to speak against them.

Someone they can't ignore.

I mean,
if he's hurting those kids,
he's done it before.

You're brilliant. I love you.

Now how about a bit
of compassion for me?

-I could be dead in a week.
-Don't you dare.

Oh, I'll be sorry
to see that one go.

EVE: It's supposed to be
a sign of psychic gifts.

My son has it too.
He's six now.

Do you have children?

I've got three.
I've got two with me.
I've got three...

My son is missing.

Someone in town told me
you might be able to help me.

Who in town?
No one here would
have told you that.

-Where are you staying?
-Hollow Bay.

-Where?
-Crickley Hall.

Percy had no business
telling you that I can help
anyone any more.

-I'll pay you
anything you want. Please.
-I've never accepted money.

No amount of money
would make me go back there.

Well, maybe if I
could just explain...

No, I know all about
Crickley Hall.

I'm not going
back there again.

It's isn't
about Crickley Hall,
this is about my son.

He's missing
and I heard him in that house.

I'm really sorry.
I wouldn't wish
that upon anybody.

But I can't go
back there again.

Why are you so afraid of him?
He's dead. The dead,
they can't hurt the living!

(WHISPERING)
People like us, he can.

Whatever Cribben did to you,

it can't be as bad as what
he's doing to those children.

What about them?

I was pregnant
when I went in there.

And when I came out, I wasn't.
And now I can't have children.

Will that do for you?

They know where my son is.

Could you... Could you
at least recommend someone?

You'd better leave before
he finds a way to
really hurt you.

I can't leave my baby.

Why do you assume
these children must be lying?

-Do children always lie?
-They've all had
an absence of love

and they have every right
to be angry about that.

It's most natural
for them to attack
the one figure in their life

that imposes
authority and discipline.

Oh, did you know Mr Cribben
before he came here?

I don't think it's your place
to review his credentials
or his character.

Is it impossible for you
to conceive the idea

-that children
may be mistreated?
-As you were?

It seems your
unfortunate experience
has coloured your outlook.

You see injustice everywhere.

And what everyone else sees
is an orphanage correctly run

for the benefit
of those
children's moral education.

This is not about me.

You should look
to your own moral failings

before you
impugn Mr Cribben's.

My moral failings?

It's understandable
that your deformity

has made you enthusiastic
for any male attention.

But you should consider
yourself fortunate that
Mr Judd has been removed.

Perhaps you can
take this opportunity

and reflect on how
a Christian woman
conducts herself.

This is how a Christian woman
conducts herself.

If any of those children
come to harm,
I'm coming after you.

NANCY: I went to Gus'
previous orphanage before they
moved out of London.

And they told me he'd had
an accident. They refused
to talk to me about it.

Do you recognise him?

Yes. Yes, he sustained
a head injury during a raid.

He made a full recovery
as far as I know.

Could that injury
have changed him?

We're just worried it may have
made him more short-tempered.

Less suitable for
working with children.

Can I have a look at
your brother again?

He came in for a few weeks
after we treated him.

Concussion, as you'd expect.
Tinnitus. Ringing in the ears.

I can't tell you
much about his humour.

If I was worried
about his peace of mind

and thought he might be
a danger to children,

how would I go
about confirming that?

If you're his next of kin,
you could have him sectioned,
if a doctor agrees.

But you need evidence.
You can't just
do it on a whim.

Did you treat anyone else
from the orphanage?

-Any children with injuries?
-All sorts of injuries,

consistent with being at war,
or with being children.

How about staff?
Where there any of the staff?

Miss Cribben, I've got people
with their arms
and legs blown off.

I don't have time
to cry about kids
who get clipped round the ear.

(SOFTLY) Does he still have
that little German boy?

He blamed that
boy for his injury.

He was out on the streets
looking for him after he
ran away one time

and that's when
the bomb hit him.

Did you ever see
any signs of
injury on the children?

Never say for sure.
Kids are always
full of bumps and scratches.

He's an expert at this.

I don't know how
I'll ever expose him
without any physical evidence.

One of the children told me
he keeps a ledger.

He used to write down
all the punishments.

He used to
terrify them with it.

Why didn't you tell
the authorities about it?

I did. You've seen
what they're like.

Maybe if it came from someone
who worked there.

-If you could find it.
-I'll find it.

I'll get it published
in the local
newspaper if I have to.

He didn't just beat the kids
on a nightly basis.
He kept a logbook.

Look at the amount of strokes
he was dishing out.

By the end, he was giving,
like, 40 lashes for
crying in their sleep.

There's one poor kid
who gets the brunt of it.

What's he
supposed to have done?

I think the clue's
in the name.

-What are you looking for?
-Two of them were never found.

Their bodies were washed out
to sea through the well.

-Stefan Rosenbaum
and Maurice Stafford.
-Bodies?

Crickley Hall was an orphanage
in World War II, for evacuees.

And the orphans drowned
in the 1943 flood,
in this house.

Maurice is not here.

Cribben never laid a finger
on him and took
everything out on Stefan.

What's this got
to do with Cameron?

Do you think that
I want to be here,
talking to drowned children?

I... I can't let
him down again, Gabe.

-Don't make me...
-Okay. Okay,
okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I don't know
about ghosts, love,
but this house is pretty sick.

I mean,
the more we look into it,
the worse it gets.

Are you sure that it's Cameron
you're feeling? I mean...

How old was Stefan?

He was six.

Well, then,
maybe it's him you're feeling.

Maybe you read something.

-What did he say?
-"Mummy, I'm not dead."

-Okay.
Um... What do you want to do?
-No, I don't want to,

but I think I should
sleep down here
where I heard him.

Maybe he'd try again.

Can you not just
allow yourself to believe this
even for a minute?

I don't know what's worse.

The idea that he's dead
or the idea that
he's alive somewhere

and he can speak to you,
but we can't reach him.

It doesn't get
worse than dead.

Nothing weird happened
while I was out?

Weird for here, no.

-(KNOCKING)
-Enter.

I wonder how many
beatings will it take.

Because it seems
your heart is made of stone.

I wonder what will it take
to correct you.

Well, let us pray.

You to your god.

And me to mine.

-(WHIPPING)
-Ahhh!

(WHIPPING AND
SCREAMING CONTINUES)

(STEFAN SCREAMING)

I'm here, baby.

What if he comes to get Mum?

Hey,
the man's not real, remember?

Yes, he is.

Okay. He can't touch us,
because he's a ghost, right?

He can still touch you.

(RATTLING)

(KNOCKING)

(SCREAMS)

I can't help you.

That doctor you saw in London
called up Mr Cribben.

If I were you,
I'd get the next train back

'cause they
could prosecute you
for impersonating his sister.

Do you want them
to get sent back to London?

You'd rather those little ones
got blown to smithereens?

Do you want to stop everybody
in London from evacuating
their children?

My old man gave me the strap
every night,
and I'm thankful of it!

Are there any letters for me?

I said that you'd left
and you didn't
leave no address.

He can do better than you.

He wrote me what
he's been up to.
He's practically engaged.

Believe it or don't.
I'm not the post office.

You go your own way now, Miss.

NANCY: "Darling Percy,

"you'd better not
send any more letters
to me at your mother's.

"I've got a very nice room
at Horsley now

"and you should write me
at the post office there.

"I've had an idea how I can
get the children out
of Crickley Hall.

"But I won't put
it into writing.

"I don't want to
get you into trouble.

"One day this
war will be over.

"We'll look back
and wonder how people

"could ever have been
so cruel to each other.

"We'll have our own children
and we'll
smother them with love.

"You'll make
the most wonderful father.

"Every time I think of you,
it keeps me strong."

(MOBILE RINGING)

Lili. It's Percy.

I know it's late.
I'm sorry to
disturb you after so long.

You're delighted.
You found someone else to
wallow in the past with you.

I've met her. The answer's no.

She lost her son, Lili.

Yeah. Well,
we've all got a sob story.

I've moved on with my life.
I suggest you do the same.

The orphans can't move on
unless someone helps them.

(HONKING)

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

No promises.

I'm here in
case what you heard
can help the orphans.

Thank you.

Are you ready to
face the possibility
that your son might be dead?

Yes.

No.

It sounds about right.

Gabe, this is Lili.
She's come to take
a look at the house.

(SCOFFS) I'm guessing not
in a structural-engineer
sort of way.

EVE: No, she's a medium.
She's been here before.

Oh, yeah? Past life?

I tried to find
some answers once before.

Better luck this time.
Maybe start by
looking for the dog.

I'm sorry.

She went through a lot
to come back here.

-Oh, yeah, I bet. How much?
-She doesn't charge.

The proper ones never do.

Oh, the proper ones? So that
be the industry-certified ones
then, yeah?

I want you to take Cally
and drive Loren to school.

Oh, come on, you know
I can't take
Cally to work with me.

Then don't go to work.
I don't want them
in the house when we do this.

Do what?

Actually, do you know what?
I don't want to know.

Don't you want to hear him?
Don't you want me to hear him?

No, not like this.

-We want him to be alive.
-But he's dead, Eve!

When you're dead, you're gone.

And no matter how much
you dream about him

or you smell him,
or you hear him...

When you're dead, you're gone.

You should go.

Lili says I'm
tired all the time
because of the ghosts.

-They feed off
energies of girls my age.
-(CALLY CHATTERING)

LOREN:
She's seen it loads of times.

You lost your
son in this house.
What changed your mind?

Don't say lost.
My son was
killed in this house.

Cribben killed my son
and that was the last time
I talked to the dead.

You've stirred things up.

But your husband
isn't going to be much use.

We're both doing our best.

I'm going to need something
of your son's to work with.

Lili, he's not dead.
It's the children
that you need to reach.

Let me be the judge of that.
Have you got something?

I'll be careful with it.

-Cameron?
-Cam.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

HORACE:
"Verily, I say unto you.

"Except ye be converted
and become as little children,

"ye shall not enter
the kingdom of heaven.

"Whosoever therefore shall
humble himself as
this little child,

"the same is greatest
in the kingdom of heaven.

"And who so shall receive one
such little child in my name,
receiveth me.

"But who so shall offend
one of these little ones,

"which believe me,
it would better
for him that a millstone

"were hanged about his neck
and that he were drowned
in the depth of the sea."

Would you wait there
for one moment, please?
Sit quietly.

Miss Cribben.

I wanted to offer my apologies
for my behaviour when I
was in your service.

I hope you can find it
in your heart to accept.

-I can.
-I wanted to
explain how it happened.

That's not necessary.
I accept your apology.

I was badly treated
in my own orphanage

and it caused me to overreact,
shamefully.

And to blame innocent people.

Are you sure you
were badly treated?

Are you sure you didn't
richly deserve it?

It's fair you should ask that.

You're right.
I should
apologise to them also.

I will do on my return
to London. I just came back
to collect my things.

I don't think
you came back to apologise.

I don't believe
you're sorry in the slightest.

I can't fathom this new
strategy, but I can assure
you it will fail.

I just wanted to say goodbye
to the children

and to impress upon them
the wisdom of your method.

-Goodbye, Miss Linnet.
-Please...

No spite of yours
will ever reach their ears.

If I see you near them,
I will inform the police.

Maurice?
Would you lead them out?

I do hope
everything's all right,
Miss Cribben.

I believe so.
You made
a beautiful choice today.

Do pass on my fondest wishes
to your brother.

I do hope he's well enough
to attend next Sunday.

God willing.

If we're going to be here
for a couple of months,

I suppose I'd
better say sorry.

Yeah, might not be a bad idea.
It's a small town.

Her nan does the cleaning
at Crickley Hall.

That's how she knew about us.
You don't have to mean it.

-What are you talking about?
-Nothing.

-Are we going to work?
-Kind of.

He's not answering.

That doesn't mean he's alive.

You need to ask the orphans.

(INAUDIBLE)

(SOFTLY) Stefan.

LILI: There's someone.

They're in darkness.

They're lost.

Is it my son?

It is a boy.

He's weak.

Ask him.

Oh,
his thoughts are so fragile.

I can't tell
if it's his
spirit or his mind.

-He's afraid.
-Tell him we love him.

Tell him we'll find him.

What's your name?

Why can't you?

(BANGING)

(SOBBING) Please...

Don't cry.

Cam?

Don't cry.

I won't tell him, I promise.

(SIGHING)

-(WHIPPING)
-CHILD: Ahhh!

(WHIPPING AND
SCREAMING CONTINUES)

Who's hurting him?
Tell him to stop.

What are you doing here?

What do you
know about Cameron?

Tell me where he is!

(WHISPERS) Lili.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(IN A CHILD'S VOICE)
Please, sir. I'll put it back.

CRIBBEN: He's mine!

(WHIPPING)

(SCREAMING)

I'm so sorry she's
latched onto you.

I thought maybe she'd read
about us in the papers.

I'm not saying she's a fraud.

She had some kind
of epileptic fit
in there for sure,

but not because of ghosts.

Whether or not she believes
in what she's pushing,

she's actually
doing real damage now.

Tell your wife,
whatever Lili Peel says,
there are no ghosts there.

-Yeah, I have tried that.
-No, it's been proven.

He was an expert
on parapsychology.

He stayed a week
inside that house

and did every
kind of measurement
you can think of.

It's official.
There are no
ghosts in Crickley Hall.

Fantastic. What's his name?

-Lili.
-What happened?

One of the orphans
was speaking through you.

And then Cribben came in.

They were terrified of him.

They still are.

Can you think of any reason
why they're
connected with Cameron?

Only the obvious one.

I'm sorry.

How can we help them?

Cribben's spirit is
still really strong.

Whatever drove him in life,
it's even stronger in death.

-Was he insane?
-If he wasn't before
he died, he is now.

We can't talk to the children
until we get rid of him.

He's not interested
in what I've got to say.

I'm so sorry to ask you this.

I wouldn't be. You know,
I'd ask anything
to save my child.

Ask away.

You said we were
going to find out
about the ghosts.

Yeah, we are.
We're nearly there.

-I'm hungry.
-No, you're not.

-When are we going home?
-Right after this.

-Hi. I'm Gabe.
-I'm really sorry.

-To lose a child...
-Thank you. Yeah.

This is my little girl,
this is Cally.

You're the one
seeing all the ghosts?

-I haven't seen them all.
-Scientific mind,
like her father.

-Do you believe in ghosts?
-That's an excellent question.

To which the only quick answer
I can give you is yes, and no.

-Dad, he's silly.
-Oi, you. Behave yourself.

It's a rubbish answer.
I'll give you
a better one on the road.

We already know
there are ghosts.

Would you like
to hear some of mine?

Oh, it's nothing too hardcore.
Whispering mostly.
Some laughter.

-And how is that not ghosts?
-They're just
echoes of past events.

They're not
trying to contact us.

There is something, then.
We're not going mad.

But there's no
intelligence behind it,
that's the point. No agenda.

No, it's when you bring
vulnerable people,

bereaved people
into a place like that,

it's like pouring
petrol over embers.

Is that what
happened ten years ago?

Crickley Hall already had
a reputation by then.

I was desperate for a look.

But I just got lumped in
with every other weirdo.

Then your friend, Percy,
persuaded a psychic to go in.

The worst possible idea.

Of course she acted as
an amplifier and the whole lot
blew up in her face.

Finally, they called me.

Then you couldn't
get rid of the...

-Not ghosts.
What do you call it, then?
-History.

Mummy.

(CONVERSING IN
FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(WHIPPING)

(WHIPPING)

(WHIPPING)

(WHIPPING)

(WHIPPING)

(WHIPPING)

(SCREAMING)

(CLATTERING)

She'll tell my brother.

(MUFFLED SCREAM)

(GROANING)

Imagine what he'll do to you.

Maurice,
you don't have to do this.

-Maurice...
-Don't let her do this to you.

Before he hears her!

She gave us no choice.

God will forgive us.

(RATTLING)

-What happened?
-I'm sorry.

(SOBBING) Please tell him
I won't do it again.

I'll be good. Please tell him.

She saw a man with a cane.
Mum,
I don't want to stay here.

This is the last night,
I promise.

We'll stay together
no matter what happens.

I'm going to try and
reach the children.

But I want some
time alone with them.

-What if Cribben comes?
-What if he does?

What are you
gonna do about it?

-Is she the one you punched?
-She was
telling lies about us.

You can't smack everyone
who takes a pop at
my mothering skills.

It's my fault this happened.

Well, by the looks of it,
it couldn't have happened
to a nicer person.

-Good morning, Miss Linnet.
-Good morning.

GABE:
Just give me a moment, yeah?

(SPLASHING)

Eve, this is Gordon Pyke.

He's an expert
on Crickley Hall.

My son spoke to me.
He isn't a memory or an echo.

Eve.

I have
information about your son.

Nancy died trying to
protect those children.

They still need rescuing.

Can you hear me?

I'm taking over
where she left off.

If you care
about your children
you'll take them home.

PERCY:
And if anything happens now,
it'll be on your head!

Don't go to sleep.

(WHISPERS) I promise.

Do you have sedatives?

Just one more child.

Go!

And you'll be in peace.

(SCREAMING)