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Today, December 5th in the
year of our Lord 1648,

this court of justice
sentences you, John Stewart,

known as the Crimson Executioner,
guilty of heinous crimes.

We condemn you to death by the
same devices of torture

which you have used against
your many innocent victims.

Your murders were motivated
by the wicked assumption

of being the supreme
judge of human behavior.

You killed out of your deranged,
insane sense of hatred,

which overpowered your mind
and made you believe

that you were the new
protector of the human race.

You were just another
demented murderer.

You maimed and tortured your victims
with cold, ruthless savagery.

No! No!

You'll never be able to kill me!

I'll find a way to break out
and get my revenge!

I'm too strong to be imprisoned!

No!

I'll be back!

I'll get my revenge!

No!

No!

May this seal trap your wicked
body and evil soul forever.

And may no one break it to look
upon your eternal damnation.

The same damnation which
includes these very dungeons

and this castle where so many
inhuman horrors took place.

Entry into this place will
be forbidden for centuries,

for as long as the blood of your
victims will be remembered.

BLOODY PIT OF HORROR

This castle doesn't
look half bad.

Indeed. Exactly what we needed.

We'll get some great
shots, believe me.

Yeah, just what we want.

Well, it sure looks gloomy.

You reckon we'll find
someone in there?

This place would be too
lonely even for a hermit.

I think this place is idyllic.

Can't you feel how
peaceful it is?

- It's so quiet.
- Me? Living here? Fat chance.

Cut it out, you two.

I'm dying to see how
it looks inside.

What's wrong, dear?
Feeling tired?

No, I just feel there's something
wrong about this place.

Nah.

- Suzy...
- Stop it.

- Just one kiss.
- Stop, the others are looking.

You win.

Anybody home?

I'm afraid our dear publisher will have to
do without his macabre cover materials.

Hello? Anybody home?

Duh, it must be empty.

- Einstein has spoken.
- My name's Nancy, not Einstein!

- It must be abandoned.
- Hello, anyone?

It seems deserted.

Damn it. They could have told
us the house was deserted.

Whatever. Let's find
a way to get in.

We'll just have to
scale that wall.

Sure, only thing is it's
a pretty high wall.

Well, any risk takers?

All right, no problem.
Leave it to me, guys.

You'll see.

Smart boy, that Perry.

We'll be inside in no time.

Yeah, inside a jail.
This is trespassing.

Be careful, Perry!

Parks! Your leading man here
earned a double whiskey!

- He made it.
- And not a bad performance at that.

Your next book could
use a scene like it.

More tension, more action,
that's what I'm looking for.

- You can join me inside, folks.
- Well done, Perry!

Come on.

Let's go.

- Nice display.
- Yeah, looks nice.

You're in luck, Parks.

It's the ideal location
for your work.

- Let's have a look.
- What is that?

Beautiful house.

I don't like this place, Perry.

You Hawaiian gals are
way too superstitious.

Raoul?

Raoul?

Raoul?

You jerk!

I'm sick and tired of
your stupid pranks!

Raoul?

Raoul?

The joke's over, come on.

Well, abandoned castles
are full of skeletons.

Abandoned? This
place is spotless.

Who are you? What
are you doing here?

Please, accept my apologies.

We were sure the
castle was empty.

Is the master of the house in?

We'd like to speak to
him, if that's possible.

Follow me.

Let's go.

No. You wait in the other room.

Stop right there.

Why did you break into my home?

We thought the
castle was deserted.

I don't like being
disturbed by anyone.

We apologize.

I'm a publisher. Name's
Parks, Daniel Parks.

I'm always on the lookout for strange
locations to use for my book covers.

I don't care in the slightest.

I have one of my books
right here, see.

- I focus on horror stories.
- He told you not to come any closer.

I'm working on the new titles of
my Skeletrik's Revenge series.

I don't want any intruders.

I demand you leave
my castle at once.

Please, try to understand.

We've been on the road for days.

My crew is tired.

I chose to live here because
I don't like meeting people.

I'll pay you 500 pounds.

You're starting to get
on my nerves, Mr. Parks.

I profusely apologize
for what happened.

Why the long face?

On your feet, gang. We're leaving.

The owner doesn't
fancy visitors.

What? No way, boss.

I'm fed up with wandering.

One castle was too modern.
Another was too ancient.

And now this. There must be a
place we can use somewhere.

We're leaving the castle?
Going away for good?

What a bummer. I'm sick
of driving around, sir.

I feel your annoyance, but we're
not welcome here. No matter what.

Try not to forget anything.

Edith.

Stop!

I've never been an
unwelcoming fellow.

I hope you will forgive my recent display
of rudeness, as a matter of fact.

I didn't mean it.

You won't find anywhere
to stay around here.

You can spend the night in the castle, but
I want you to leave first thing tomorrow.

Thanks so much. I knew you'd
understand our situation.

Can we take the
pictures we need?

You have my permission,
but be discreet about it.

I treasure the
peace I have here.

My servants will show you the areas
you can use for your photographs.

All right, people! Let's get to work,
I don't want to waste a minute!

- Dermott, scout our locations.
- Got it.

- Edith, go with him.
- Let's go, Edith.

Stay away from the basement.

- Our master doesn't want anyone there.
- Understood.

Come on, Dermott.

We deserve a bonus, you know.

Staging a picture with this
device will be incredible.

Don't forget it was my idea.

Here's your lunch, guys.

See what we found, boss?

We roll in fifteen minutes.

This machine is just what we
need for the ending scene.

- Yes, I agree.
- Sure, sure, but hurry up.

- I'll go get the gals, boss.
- No, I'll handle it.

Amazing.

- Pig!
- You scared us, boss.

Give me a break, we're family.

- Just pretend I'm not here.
- We're not ready yet. Turn around.

Take your fifteen minute lunch
break, then we'll start.

The others are ready.

You can look now.

Edith, there's no time to waste.
See that everything's ready.

- Enjoy your lunch.
- Thanks.

You reckon this
wine's drinkable?

No, but I know how to score some.
I've found the cellar.

Come on, let's go.

- I'll be right back.
- Let's go.

You know what, Perry, I'd
fancy a castle like this.

It gives me the creeps,
to tell you the truth.

Well, I'm the one standing
next to a living skeleton.

Be quiet, man.

This way, let's go.

Come on.

Don't move, keep still!

Hold it, hold it, don't move!

Pass me the other camera,
please. I want to try it.

Keep still.

Hold it.

Try to be patient, dear.

We're almost done.

Good job!

I couldn't stand it any longer!

- You really looked dead!
- You mean it?

Yeah, you were terrific!

- This pic will spook my mom for sure!
- We ain't done yet, people.

- Go get changed now.
- Yep.

Your turn now, Suzy.

I'm ready, but where's Perry?
We share this scene.

Here I am!

Here's your Perry, darling. Always
ready to murder pretty gals!

- Just hurry up, will you.
- All right, take it easy.

You always hightail it
in the middle of a job.

For the greater good.

- You better open it.
- Knock yourself out.

Lend me a knife, will you?

Thanks.

Something wrong, Kinojo?

I'm just a little homesick.

Stop slacking off and get
on with those photos!

The gun, Dermott.

Come on, stop playing.

This one's too heavy.

Let's try with the sword, Annie.

Light as a feather. Let me
give you a demonstration.

Would you look at this thing?

Crap, I can't pull it out.
It must have rusted.

Come on, gimme a hand.

Let's try together.

Ah, forget it.

I want you to lift it up naturally.
It's not too heavy, look.

Do it like this.

Give me a hand, please.

- You still in one piece?
- Yeah, yeah.

Well, I'll leave the pose
to your judgement, Annie.

Ready?

Hold it.

Wait, just a minute.

Yeah.

Put your head down, please.

Try to act like someone who's
been sentenced to death.

At last.

Hand me the cleaver.

Hold it.

Now, Nancy, I want you to portray
your character in a feline way.

No, that's a cat in heat! Gimme
something wild! Meow away!

That ain't no cat!

I want to feel the ferocity!
The catlike agility!

No, no! You'll never
get it, Nancy!

Let's try something different.

Wait, I have an idea.

Lift your leg.
Go on, lift it up.

Come on, just lift your leg up!

That's it, keep going.

I want you to convey a sense of
gracefulness. That's it, you're marvelous.

No, not like that!
Keep your leg raised!

That's it, don't move a muscle.
Keep that arm up!

Arm, head, all set. There,
there, we're ready.

Keep still.

Lift that lovely foot
of yours. Lift it up!

Lift it up, go on!

I just can't!

But you must, Nancy!
You must keep still!

Still!

Don't lose your balance.

What are you writing?

Another novel. I'm trying to scare
the wits out of my readers.

This one's yours too, right?

Yes, that's right.

- I like watching you work.
- You're very kind.

I've always been in
love with you, Rick.

It's true, you know.

I'm not pulling your leg.

Let it go, Nancy. You
need a better man than me.

- Can I keep this one?
- Of course.

Carry on, guys,
I'll be right back.

- Go ahead.
- Give me that thing.

There.

Can I take a five minute break?

No way, I need an
assistant here.

- Put that thing over there.
- Right.

All set.

What do you want?

- I wanted to talk to your master.
- He doesn't wish to be bothered.

- Tell him that...
- No.

Well, you have a rather
odd sense of hospitality.

Did you meet the owner?
What's he like?

I don't really know. He
stood in the shadows.

Did you notice the windows?

They're all barred.

Seems a bit maniacal, if I'm
a good judge of character.

And I've met a lot of
weirdos in my life.

Why do you keep on
writing horror stories?

Why not go back to journalism, Rick?
You had a good reputation.

Maybe I've become too lazy. Who knows?
Maybe I just can't be bothered.

I had higher ambitions, you see.

But it's easier to make a
living writing this stuff.

If you don't mind me asking, Edith,
why did you want to see our host?

Curiosity.

Female curiosity.

- Can I take my break?
- Five minutes tops, Raoul.

- Gotcha. Let's go, Suzy.
- Where are we going?

- Let's go.
- Where?

Come on!

All set. Step back, everybody.

Keep still, Perry.

It'll only take a minute.

Ready.

Perry!

No!

I knew it. I knew something
bad was going to happen.

I felt it. It was
like a premonition.

Raoul?

- Didn't you hear that scream?
- Stop talking nonsense, come on.

- Where are you taking me?
- You'll see.

What is it, Raoul?

It looks like an
ancient sarcophagus.

It's empty, look.

Stop it, I'm scared.

Suzy.

- Suzy.

No.

Come, Kinojo, you can't
stay here forever.

No, it isn't necessary
to inform my master.

He always knows what's
happening in the castle.

He asks you all to remain calm.

That rope was pretty worn.

We shouldn't have
taken the risk.

What are you gonna do now?

I haven't a clue.

Let's go.

Even the owner advised
us not to lose our head.

We'll call the cops tomorrow.

- Tomorrow?
- Of course.

It was just an accident, after all.
Tragic, but still an accident.

Besides, the nearest
town is too far.

Listen, I don't like mysteries.

Stop hiding things from me.

Well, I was thinking that...

Try to put yourself in my shoes.

I'm working on a tight budget.

Let's focus on the job.

Girls, we must
finish before dawn.

- With poor Perry in the other room?
- I know, dear.

I'm even more saddened than you.

You know I'm a very emotional
fellow, after all!

I didn't.

What should I know?

That this job is
my life mission.

Hey, I'm not risking my life
on some dangerous mission!

- I'll pay you twenty pounds extra.
- We're worth so little?

- Thirty.
- All right, I'm in.

- Me too.
- It's a deal, then.

- Where's Suzy?
- Somewhere with Raoul, I guess.

Bloody typical. They always
disappear at the wrong time.

Let's get to work and
stop wasting time.

I thought I'd seen it all, but
life is full of surprises.

- Take a look at this, Rick.
- What now?

It's the negative of the picture
I took during the accident.

Poor Perry.

Such a horrific death.

What's this?

There's a strange
mark near the door.

- It looks like a human shape.
- Yes, Rick.

I've noticed it too.

But I refused to believe it.

It looks like a hooded man.

Raoul.

Oh, Suzy.

No.

No!

No!

- Will anything show up?
- Can't be sure.

Let's wait and see.

It's a tiny detail, but
I've tried my best.

Done.

I can't make this
picture any bigger.

It won't look very
crisp, that's for sure.

This doesn't look sharp at all.

It's barely visible.

- Could the negative be damaged?
- No, I don't think so.

May I see it?

I heard about the
recent accident.

A tragic death, indeed.

It's not a clear picture.

It was out of focus.

Gentlemen, I'm afraid you're
not going to believe me.

I fear I know who's
behind all this.

Have you ever heard of
the Crimson Executioner?

Who's that supposed to be?

The Crimson Executioner
was a deranged murderer.

He was executed and buried in
the dungeons of his own castle.

This actual castle,
for the record.

It had been empty for
centuries when I moved in.

No one dared to come here.

A cursed place.

I was looking for a peaceful, lonely
home, and this one was ideal.

You might have photographed
the Executioner himself.

I pray that's not the case.

When they sealed his tomb,

the Crimson Executioner swore
he'd be back with a vengeance.

Along with his obsession
with an ideal of purity,

he possessed great physical
and spiritual power.

He's still down there,
buried in the dungeons.

Only a special seal on his tomb
protects us from his terrible power.

The curse is...

- Looks like you two know each other.
- I haven't had the pleasure.

I've never seen this
young lady before.

I must leave now.

I'm a man of habit, and it's
time for me to retire.

Good night.

Calm down, Edith, please.

You're too tired.

You had too much emotion
for a single day.

Calm down. Go check on Kinojo.

She needs someone
to comfort her.

These costumes are a little
too skimpy, don't you think?

Nah.

- They look good, though.
- Yeah.

Anyone seen Suzy?

I think Edith's looking for her.
She left a few minutes ago.

You'll drive my readers crazy
with those talents of yours.

- What about mine?
- Your legs are great. Don't cover them.

They've managed to
ruin your peace.

They won't escape the Crimson
Executioner's wrath!

I'm curious to see what the
Executioner looks like.

The owner sounds a
bit nutty, you know.

You'd believe anything if
you lived here like him.

That's where they entombed
him, according to the legend.

- What's that? A sarcophagus?
- Nope, only a medieval torture device.

The notorious iron
maiden of Nuremberg.

Suzy!

This was no accident,
that's for sure.

Come on.

Just as I feared,
somebody cut the rope.

You know what this means, right?

It was murder.

Two murders.

But why? Who could have done it?

I haven't been able
to figure it out yet.

Besides, what happened to Raoul?

- Raoul?
- No, I don't think he's involved in this.

But he might know something,
assuming he's still alive.

Here, take the keys. Get my car and
drive to the nearest police station.

- You better hurry.
- Don't worry.

What are you going to do?

This place ain't safe.

Right, but we can't leave
without finding Raoul first.

- Don't worry, I'll try to stay alive.
- I'll get back as fast as I can.

Hey, we're doing all
the work around here.

The others have
all disappeared.

You girls are getting
even prettier!

I'd like your opinion on
this new development.

Suzy has been murdered.
Don't let on.

- What?
- So, you like these new pages?

Yeah, of course.

We're in trouble.
I sent Dermott to get the police.

Don't tell the girls.
They'd get too scared.

- Who might have done it?
- We got a deal?

- What are you going to do?
- I'm getting to the bottom of this.

Don't leave this room.

Where are you going?

- To talk to your master.
- He's not to be disturbed.

- It's a matter of life and death.
- No means no.

Edith, what are you doing here?

It's time for the truth, Rick.

- Recognize me?
- Yes, it's your portrait.

- So you did know the owner of this place.
- We were to be married.

- Travis Anderson was a great actor.
- Didn't he disappear years ago?

He left the acting business.
And me, as well.

He was a strange individual I
could never really fathom.

He avoided any
contact with others.

He even acted the same with me.

I never got a kiss from him.

Yet I'm sure he loved me.

I'll never understand why he
suddenly left me without a word.

Now you know why I'm after him.

And now that I've finally found
him, I'll have an answer.

I wasn't just being curious.

We must leave this place, Edith.

Come on, let's go.

- Where's Kinojo?
- Downstairs. She wanted to be alone.

- We must get out of here, at once!
- Why? What's wrong?

Run, Edith! Hurry!

Let's join the others!
We must stay together!

But why? I don't understand.

Kinojo.

Kinojo!

Kinojo!

Be careful, Rick!

Don't come any closer
or you'll be killed!

Go away, Rick. There's nothing
you can do to save me!

It's over for me. There's
nothing you can do!

These wires are part of a trap.

They're connected to
those arrows above you.

The slightest touch will be
enough to activate them.

This spider's legs are venomous.

They can kill me
with a single touch.

No! Don't do it!

Be careful, Rick!

It's a trap! Even just brushing
against those wires could kill you!

A simple touch is all it
takes to activate the trap!

Rick!

No!

Careful, Rick!

It's over for me!

It's over for all of us!

Rick, stop!

It's no use!

Rick!

Kinojo!

Kinojo!

Kinojo.

She was right, it was too late.

Edith, find Parks!

Run! Get out of the castle!

- No! I won't leave you, Rick!
- Go, I said!

Go! Don't worry about me!

Dermott is coming
with the police!

Open the door!

- It's useless, we're locked in.
- No!

- Parks! What's happening?
- Where are the others?

I don't know, but
try not to panic.

Keep calm and come down. Tell
Rick we must find a way out.

Rick! The doors are locked!
There's no way out!

Calm down, Edith. We'll find
a way to escape this place.

Edith?

Edith!

Travis!

Don't come any closer.
Don't touch me.

Kinojo is dead.

You did it, Travis.

Now I'm sure. You're a
murderer, a monster!

You...

You're nothing to me.

Although I missed you when I
abandoned the outside world.

I was forced to drop
out of society.

The human race is composed
of inferior beings.

Deformed, physically defective individuals
who could have tainted my perfect body.

I've sought refuge in this castle to avoid
being corrupted by common feelings.

Common feelings such as love.

I had to flee from it.

That's the reason why I
abandoned you, Edith.

You're nothing but a maniac!

A selfish person who
loves no one but himself.

You're wrong, Edith.

I had a moment of weakness last
night, and it was because of you.

It happened when I saw you.

When I allowed you and
your friends to stay.

How wrong I was!

There's only one man who's never
shown any kind of weakness.

The Crimson Executioner.

He despised the human race
as much as I do!

Observe him carefully, Edith!

The perfect body.

So perfect it managed to remain uncorrupted
for centuries down in the dungeons.

We're the same, and that's why I'm
carrying out his mission of vengeance!

This is what fate had
in store for me.

We're the same.

And now...

Now that you've
violated his tomb,

breaking the seal that blocked
all his mighty power,

the Executioner's will finally
permeates this castle.

His spirit of vengeance
is now living inside me!

My long, painful revenge
has already begun.

Your friends will
die one by one.

They're locked in the
dungeons, ready to perish!

And now...

Look!

I'm the new Crimson Executioner!

You, too, will pay!

Travis!

Travis, stop!

Come back!

Stop trying to taint
me with your gaze!

I'm the Crimson Executioner!

The Executioner is back,
and he will torture you.

Torture you to death!

Far worse tortures await you!

Your agony will be unspeakable!

Your sacrilege has awakened
the Crimson Executioner!

His wrath will
befall all of you!

Including Rick!

He'll diel

What do you want from us?

Let us go!

You're deranged!

Come to your senses and
stop acting like a madman!

You're the owner of this castle,
not the Crimson Executioner!

Yes, I am!

Raoul!

Help! Get me out of
here, I beg you!

The Crimson Executioner devised this cold
water torture for inferior beings like you!

The Executioner lives again!

And he will show no
mercy to anyone!

Death will put an end
to your suffering.

Rick!

Rick!

Rick!

Rick!

Rick!

Edith!

- Where are you?
- Don't worry about me, save the others!

I've been captured by Anderson!

Be careful!

He's dangerous!

A crazed maniac!

He thinks he's the
Crimson Executioner!

You must stop him
before he kills us all!

- Tell me how I can get to you first.
- Watch out, Rick!

What do you want
to do to me now?

You're insane!

A murderer!

A fanatic!

A maniac!

What are you doing?

It will take fire to cleanse your body
and your soul, you impure creature!

No! Please, stop!
Stay away from me!

Stay away from me! I don't
want to die like this!

No!

Come to your senses!

No!

- No! No!
- Embrace Death's lover!

- No! Let me go!
- Hold her poisonous spikes!

Do it!

- No! No!
- Embrace her!

- Yes, embrace Death's lover!
- No! I don't want to die!

- No!
- Embrace her!

Run, Annie, run!

No! No! Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Travis, don't!

- You too will pay, Edith!
- No!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Stop!

Let me go!

Let me go!

You're crazy!

No! No!

Stop!

Travis!

You've awakened the Executioner and
now you'll suffer atrociously!

My deed is done. The
writer is dead.

You killed Rick, too!

No! It can't be!

Murderer!

Travis, stop!

Come to your senses, Travis!

The Executioner!

No.

No! I'm the Crimson Executioner!

No, it can't be.

I killed him! I killed him!

I saw him die!

- I killed him!
- It wasn't me you struck.

It was poor Raoul's corpse.

I put his body there.

That's what your arrow hit.

I tricked you!

Kill him!

Kill him! Kill him, I said!

No!

Watch out, Rick!

My perfect body,

poisoned by Death's lover.

- Edith!
- Rick.

My...

My pure body...

It's been contaminated.

The body of the Crimson
Executioner.

He was a homicidal maniac.

He believed he was the
Crimson Executioner.

And, just like him,

he was obsessed with an impossible
dream of absolute purity

and unspoiled beauty.

He kept carrying out his maniacal
spree of murderous revenge.

Maybe even more so
when he discovered

that he looked like
the ancient Executioner,

whose body is entombed
in these dungeons.

Looked just like him.

In his madness, Anderson chose
to give him his own likeness.

The real Crimson Executioner
has been dust for centuries.

Let's go, Rick.

Take me away from the
horrors of this castle.

I'll never write
horror novels again.

Now I know people shouldn't
play with death.

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi