Original subtitles

(rock scraping)

(slow electronic music)

- I am the only one who knows the secret.

It's incredible.

Incredible.

Yet it's true, it must be.

(slow music)

(banging)

(slow music)

(scraping)

(dramatic music)

No, no.

Stand back.

I'm your friend.

No, no, no!

(screaming)

(upbeat jazz music)

- George, darling.

Why doesn't anyone answer?

I'm surprised.

I mean, you told me you'd hired a whole new staff.

Didn't you think to use the telephone

and let them know we were coming?

- Dearest, you know I loathe the damn things.

I've never had one installed in this house.

It's where I'm supposed to relax.

- And you will, darling, I mean it.

You wait and see.

(gate squeaking)

- Viola.

- [Maid] Did you have a good trip, sir?

- [George] Yes, thank you Kathleen.

- [Man] Glad to see you again, sir.

- [George] Out you come, Evelyn.

- [Evelyn] It seems like years since we've been here.

- [George] Well, it is almost six months.

Although I'm sure nothing much has changed.

Didn't you hear the buzzer at the gate?

- [Kathleen] We were up on the second floor, sir.

- [George] Nicholas, where's Professor Ayres?

- [Nicholas] He must have gone out

very early this morning, sir.

He's sure to be down by the digs.

There's nothing to worry about, sir.

We often don't see him from dawn to dusk.

- [George] Fine.

Oh Nicholas, get dinner ready as soon as possible.

I'm tired and...

(speech drowned out by chattering crowd)

Oh, and one other thing, take the car

to the other side, will you?

- [Nicholas] Certainly, sir.

- [George] You all right, darling?

(fire crackling)

(door knocking)

(door squeaking)

(quick electronic music)

(slow music)

- May I ask what you're doing, you nut, huh?

- You mean you don't like it?

- [Man] Nah, I didn't say that at all, did I?

Where did you find that stuff anyway?

- Next door in a big trunk.

I wonder how long it's been there.

Pretty funny, huh?

- In a way.

- Maybe it was left here by some mistress

that George's grandfather used to keep.

- Who knows?

Maybe the old boy used to like to wear it himself.

- (laughs) Didn't you like my little show?

- You look just like a little whore,

but I like that in a girl.

(eerie electronic music)

(soft groaning)

(door slamming open)

(gasping)

- Mama.

- Michael.

What are you doing here?

Go back to your room this instant.

(door slamming)

- What are you doing?

- Oh, Mark, something awful's going to happen.

We've got to warn the others, hurry.

- Calm down, honey.

- No, really, I mean it.

We've going to get out of here, please.

- That's enough, Janet.

- Mark, please listen.

I know what I'm saying.

- Look, calm down.

You just going to appear foolish to everyone.

Come on.

What are you going to tell the others?

That you dreamt about the big bad wolf?

Huh?

And besides, why are you so scared?

You're with me.

And we've been waiting for months

to be alone together like this, haven't we?

Right?

(slow ominous music)

(clock ticking)

- We've wasted the whole morning inside the house.

Why do we come to the country anyway?

To twiddle our thumbs cooped up in a mausoleum?

- Don't worry, darling.

We'll be going outside soon.

- Hi, everybody.

- Hi.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Hi, you two.

- Talk about (mumbles).

You two have any idea what time it is?

- We don't know.

And guess what?

- You don't care.

(laughing)

- Where's Professor Ayres?

Anybody seen him yet?

- [George] He's a strange type.

I guess all scientists are.

- You have any idea what it was he wanted to tell us?

- Only vaguely.

He's studying the magic practices that were used

by the ancient Etruscans,

something connected with the survival of the dead.

At least that's what I think it is.

- I've always been terrified of the dead.

I hope we're going to leave them in peace.

Last night I had this horrible dream.

I was terrified.

It was exactly as though every one of us...

- Oh, Janet, darling, please not right now, huh?

Come on, let's walk around the grounds.

The lake's marvelous, you'll see.

You coming?

There's a bunch of great pictures

waiting to be taken out there.

Come on, hon.

- Okay.

- See you later.

- [All] Bye bye.

- Yes, it's true.

The early afternoon light is incredible in this season.

- Oh, in that case I'll go out and sit in it

and write my letter.

Bye bye.

- Shall I come along?

- As a special favor, yes.

(giggling)

- Come on, darling.

I want to show you some of the pieces the professor's found.

It's a bit of a walk, but I think you'll enjoy it.

- [Evelyn] Michael, aren't you coming with us?

(slow ominous music)

(upbeat jazz music)

(laughing)

- Oh, it so beautiful here.

James, look!

(water flowing)

- That's it.

One more like that, huh?

Good.

Once more.

Okay.

Now come towards me, yeah?

Stop.

That's great.

Terrific.

Try one there, huh?

Okay.

Good.

(gasps)

Hold it right where you are, don't move.

Hold it, good.

Nothing broken, is there?

- It's strange.

It's almost as though the ground

has disappeared from under my feet.

But I don't feel any holes in the turf around here.

- Well, let's try some more, if you feel up to it.

Stand right there.

Turn to your left.

Good.

Very good.

Hold it.

Turn back this way.

You're turning into a great little model.

- Then I deserve a raise in pay.

- You're getting a raise from me all right,

but it has nothing to do with money.

(eerie electronic music)

(woman gasping)

- [Man] Hey, what's going on here?

(woman gasping)

(glass smashing)

(screaming)

(ground rustling)

- That's just about enough.

(man chuckles)

Can't you show a little interest in me

instead of in your scribbling?

- I guess I could.

Come here.

(soft moaning)

- Steady.

That's it.

(gun firing)

Dearest, you're supposed to keep your eyes open.

- I know, I just can't

- You'll learn sooner or later.

- I fear darling that you married

a completely hopeless case.

- Hm, there are plenty of things you're brilliant at.

- Mama.

- What is it, Michael?

What's the matter, darling?

Don't look so unhappy.

Come here, that's right.

(slow ominous music)

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

- [Mark] Oh God.

- [Janet] Mark, what is it?

- [Mark] I don't know.

- [Janet] God, it's horrible.

- [Mark] Whatever it is, it's not human.

It's a walking corpse.

- [Janet] Oh Mark, I'm terrified, Mark. (sobbing)

- [Mark] Come on, let's get out of here.

Now!

Come on!

(screaming)

(eerie electronic music)

Let's hurry.

(screaming)

- Well, I think this would look nice on the mantelpiece.

- I bet it belongs to the professor.

- Well, he did find it on our property, darling.

After all, scientists should be...

- Mama.

- Yes darling, what is it?

- Mother, this cloth smells of death.

- Why, it's nothing but an old rag, Michael.

You get the strangest ideas in that

young head of yours, don't you?

You come up with a new one every hour. (laughs)

(eerie electronic music)

George! - [Michael] Mama!

- Who are you?

What are you here for?

What for?

Don't come any closer.

Don't move or I'll shoot.

Come here.

Don't move.

Back, or I'll shoot.

Back, and I mean it.

I'll shoot, stop there.

- [Evelyn] George, look out.

- [George] I told you to stay back.

(gun firing)

- [Evelyn] No!

(gun firing)

(Evelyn screaming)

- [George] Stop, stop I said.

(gun firing)

Go away.

Go away.

- Michael, Michael, let's try to get away.

- [George] Damn you.

(gun firing)

Stay back.

(Evelyn moaning)

Stay back, damn you.

Evelyn and Michael, get out of here.

- Now, Michael, run.

(George mumbles)

(gun firing)

- Leave us alone.

(gun firing)

No, no. (screaming)

- Darling.

(gentle moaning)

Darling.

(gentle moaning)

(eerie electronic music)

James, look.

- [James] It's some kind of joke.

- No, no it isn't, James.

(moaning)

Oh God.

There are more of them.

They're coming toward us.

What are they?

- [James] It's incredible.

They're monsters, monsters.

- [Woman] They're coming from everywhere.

- We got to get out of here.

Come on.

(gasping)

Get up, darling.

Get up.

Come on, you've got to get up.

Come on.

(gasping)

(banging)

- Damn it, who the hell closed this door?

Harder, harder.

(grunting)

Hurry, close it.

(door squeaking)

- Hurry, hurry Mark, hurry.

- This way, come on.

(Janet screaming)

- [Mark] Janet!

- My foot's caught in a trap.

- Hold on.

Just hold on there.

(moaning)

(grunting)

- [Janet] Oh, Mark, it's killing me.

- Just a minute.

(moaning)

- Hurry please.

- Hold on.

Hold on, darling.

Let me try another way.

(ominous music)

(grunting)

(screaming)

- [Janet] Oh, I can't stand it.

- [Mark] Damn it, damn it.

- Oh God. (sobbing)

- Hold on, hold on.

(grunting)

(screaming)

(dramatic music)

- Oh Mark!

- Oh God.

(screaming)

- [Janet] Mark, look out.

(eerie electronic music)

(Janet sobbing)

(screaming)

- That's Janet.

They're in the garden.

Come on.

- (screams) Oh God, somebody help, please. (screams)

(Janet sobbing)

- Try to hold on.

(screaming)

(thudding)

(screaming)

You all right, Mark?

- Yeah.

- Please get me out of this, hurry.

- Let's go, give me a hand.

(screaming)

- [Woman] Oh, it's okay.

- Easy does it.

Okay, darling.

It's all over now.

Okay, come on.

- There.

- Here, give her to me.

- What are they?

What's happening here?

- This must be what the professor was trying to tell us.

- I dreamed all about this.

I knew something awful was going to happen.

- We're going to be all right, Janet.

- We've got to get to the cars.

We've got to go, please.

(door thudding)

(eerie electronic music)

(screaming)

Hurry, please.

(heavy breathing)

(banging)

- Open up the door.

- Open the door.

- [Evelyn] Hurry, help us.

Open up.

- [Michael] Door please.

- Open the door.

Open up the door.

My Lord, they don't hear us at all.

Hurry, come on.

We'll try to get through the courtyard.

- Mama.

(eerie electronic music)

Mama, we can set it on fire.

(splashing)

(bucket clanging)

(fire crackling)

- Oh God.

My God.

Look out, there's another one.

(splashing)

(fire roaring)

Wait, they got George.

I just away from two of them down in the cellar.

- Oh God.

- Now they're here too.

- Flee to the villa, quick.

- Open up.

(banging)

Somebody open the door.

Nicholas!

(all yelling)

- Open up, open up the door.

- Go on in, but hurry.

- Shut the door, hurry.

- Why did it take you so long?

- I can't believe what's been happening.

The lights came on.

Then there was a sudden surge of energy

and all the bulbs started exploding.

And the whole electrical system broke down.

(banging) (gasping)

- Come on, let's get upstairs.

- [Evelyn] Come on, hurry.

- [Nicholas] Move, move all of you.

(banging)

(hammer banging)

- Ma'am?

- Thanks.

- We haven't heard a sound for two hours.

- Ma'am?

- Thank you.

- Kathleen, would you mind going

and checking out the rest of the floor?

Thank you.

- That takes care of business.

- Nail up all the others too.

Come on, let's go.

(hammer banging)

- Here, this should help.

Let's put it up.

- [Evelyn] Yes, good.

(eerie electronic music)

(rustling)

(gasping)

(screaming)

No, oh no!

(screaming)

- Kathleen.

Kathleen.

Kathleen.

(dramatic music)

Oh my God.

No, no.

(slow music)

(feet shuffling)

(eerie electronic music)

(banging)

They can only be killed by blowing their heads off.

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

I'll get rid of as many as I can.

(gun firing)

Give me some more cartridges.

- Here.

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

They're leaving.

- Give me some more cartridges.

- Those were the last two.

- Hell!

Well, maybe they'll leave us alone for tonight.

And someone will try and get in touch with us tomorrow.

Come on.

(eerie electronic music)

- All right, let's take a look at that ankle.

(gasping)

No wonder it's killing you.

It's very badly bruised.

We'll have to wrap it tightly to keep it from swelling.

I'll get bandages.

(moaning)

(glass smashing) (gasping)

No, no, no, no.

No, let me go!

(screaming) No, no, no, no, no, no.

(screaming)

(banging)

- Wait for me here.

They're right outside.

They're trying to knock down the door.

I don't know how long it'll hold up.

- Call my husband, would you?

- Right.

(banging)

(moaning)

(wood splintering)

(moaning)

(eerie electronic music)

No, no.

Get back.

Help!

(glass shattering)

Help, help!

Get away from me.

(glass shattering)

(screaming)

- Janet.

- Get your gun, hurry.

(screaming)

- Get down.

(screaming)

(grunting)

- [Evelyn] There's another one.

It's terrible.

(dramatic music)

Go over there, darling, and stay there.

(Janet screaming)

- You filth. (crashing)

(grunting)

- (gasping) Help me.

Help me.

Oh no.

(smashing)

- Mama, mama, mama.

- Michael!

(screaming)

- Good work, Evelyn.

Now let's get out of here.

(Janet sobbing)

Okay, darling, come on.

James, give me a hand.

We'll bar all the doors, even the ones inside the house.

You'll be all right, my darling.

Come on.

(moaning)

- Mama, I can't stand it anymore.

Please let me stay close to you, Mama.

- Oh my poor darling.

Can you forgive me for having brought you

to this terrible place?

- Of course, Mama.

(grunting)

Oh Mama, I love you so much.

I need to feel you near me.

I need to touch you.

When I was a baby, you always used to

hold me to your breast.

I loved your breast so much, Mama.

- Michael!

(grunting)

- [Michael] What's wrong?

I'm your son.

- Michael.

(heavy breathing)

- Leslie?

Leslie.

Leslie, you're hurt.

(slow music)

Do you want me to call the others?

(eerie electronic music)

- Oh no.

Oh no.

Mark, James, they're down in the garden.

There must be 20 or so.

- They'll manage to break in sooner or later.

- [Evelyn] Oh no.

- What can we do about it?

- Let them come in.

Maybe it's something in the house they want, not us.

I've got an idea.

- What?

- We'll let them inside.

We can keep out of their reach.

They'll all so slow.

- I'll go get Michael.

Michael.

Michael, Michael.

Michael.

Michael.

Michael.

Michael. (gasps)

(dramatic music)

Michael.

(screaming)

Oh no, my baby.

No!

Oh no, my baby. (sobbing)

Oh Michael.

Oh my little baby.

Oh Michael, sweetheart, answer me.

Oh no, oh God.

(dramatic music)

No.

Leslie, Leslie.

You killed my son.

Damn you.

Damn you, you killed him.

You killed Michael.

Die, die, die, you killed my son.

You killed him, god damn you!

You killed Michael.

Damn you, damn you, damn you.

Damn you! (sobbing)

Oh Michael.

Oh my God.

Michael, it can't be true.

No.

Oh no.

Michael.

Oh, it can't be true, please.

Oh my son. (sobbing)

(eerie electronic music)

(banging)

- Listen.

(gasping)

Here they are.

Let's get out of here.

- Let's get on the other side of the door.

- There they are, let's go.

(heavy breathing)

Up there.

(sobbing)

- Hold it.

Evelyn, what is it, what happened?

(sobbing)

Wait for me.

(dramatic music)

Oh my God.

Leslie.

Why, why?

(sobbing)

- What happened?

- Dead, both dead.

- We must get out of this place somehow, now.

Nicholas, go get into the armory

and get us a weapon, anything.

- Yes, sir.

- Then join us downstairs in the hall, and hurry.

- Careful honey.

(moaning)

(door creaking)

(eerie electronic music)

(gasping)

- Oh Professor.

We were getting very worried about you, sir.

We've got to get out of here.

But Professor, they're expecting us.

Professor.

(screaming)

- Wait for us here.

Stay together.

Nicholas, Nicholas.

Oh God in heaven.

- But that's Professor Ayres.

- He's a zombie too then.

Come on.

Come on, Evelyn.

Let's get as far away as we can.

Hurry.

(gasping)

- Damn it, did you have to wake me up like that?

- We've got to get moving.

I've taken a look around.

There's nothing in sight.

(slow music)

Janet, wake up, dearest.

It's time to leave.

- No.

- Come on, Janet, you can do it.

- I'll never make it.

- Come on, yes you...

- It isn't very far from here to the gates.

- Of course you can, come on.

- No, I can't.

- But we can't just stay here, dearest.

- No, leave me here.

Go without me.

Let me die.

- Janet, you gotta come.

Come on, come on.

- I can't stand it.

I can't walk another step.

Oh please, let me die.

- Come on, that's a good girl.

(eerie electronic music)

Look over there, a monk.

This must be a monastery.

There's someone, let's go.

(bell ringing)

(door squeaking)

- It's open.

Let's go.

- [James] Come on, Evelyn.

We're all right now.

(door creaking)

- Anybody around?

There's no one at all.

Come on in.

- (gasping) Easy, easy.

- Sit down here, that's it.

- I'll look around.

- (moaning) Oh, you're hurting me.

- The monks here are sure to have

something for your ankle, let's see.

(slow ominous music)

Shall I take off your boot?

- [Janet] Oh, I couldn't stand it.

(door creaking)

- Anyone here?

(door creaking)

Just a minute.

Please wait, father.

Oh, sorry, forgive me for disturbing your meditations.

The door was open, so we just came in.

Fathers, things are going on, terrible things.

Please won't you help us.

We have no one.

Oh my God, no, no.

(screaming)

Please, no.

Let go of me, let go of me.

Help, help, help.

- Come on, hurry.

(screaming) No.

No, no. (screaming)

(dramatic music)

Help.

- [Mark] James, James.

(eerie electronic music)

(screaming)

Down there, quick.

(knocking)

There's no one here.

- [Janet] What does it matter?

Let's go inside.

- It looks like some sort of model builders workshop.

- [Janet] Mark, for God's sake, close the gate.

- Yeah, right away.

(gate squeaking)

- [Evelyn] Now what do we do, Mark?

- Let's push this thing over there, in front of the gate.

Give me a hand.

Good.

That's it.

Let's go upstairs.

Come on, darling.

- Oh, here, let me help you.

(Janet moaning)

(door creaking)

(eerie electronic music)

- [Mark] Let's get back outside, quick.

(groaning)

- They're here.

- Push it.

Push it hard.

Go on.

Damn you.

(grunting)

(thudding)

(crashing)

Come upstairs, hurry.

Hold on, it's Michael.

- Michael, Michael.

Michael, Michael.

Oh my baby.

My son, my son.

Michael.

- Stop, Evelyn.

Don't touch it, no.

It's a zombie, don't touch it.

- You came back to me, you came back to me, didn't you?

Oh darling, I'm so happy.

Oh Michael, oh Michael, oh darling.

Oh dearest.

Oh you're here.

We'll never leave each other again.

Oh darling.

Always together.

Michael, look at me, angel.

Look at me.

Oh yes, darling, just like when you were a baby.

Go ahead, darling.

I know you want to.

You used to love it so.

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

- Mark, Mark.

Help me.

Oh no, I don't want to die.

I don't want to die.

Oh God, oh God.

Help me.

Mark. (sobbing)

Mark!

(saw whirring)

(screaming) No, no, no.

(screaming) No, no, no!

(slow music)