All language subtitles for veto-popeyes.rev

It all started with a scream.

The story goes that the mother was

to give birth to a baby boy.

It was decided that they had no choice

but to give her a C-section.

Nobody could believe what
evil festered within her.

The doctor informed the
couple that there was nothing

that they could do to fix
the child's deformity.

They didn't know what
they were going to do,

but they promised themselves

that they would love him no matter what.

He was their little angel.

It was always going to
be hard for the child.

When the child got a little
older, he tried making friends

with his fellow peers.

They would bully him for being different,

but there were the odd
few who were nice to him.

They made fun of the child,

and the child didn't like that at all.

There was nothing anyone could do.

The child had told his parents everything,

so they did the only thing
they could think to do.

They put him in the basement.

But all was not so bad in the basement.

The child had a friend.

But word quickly spread
about the murder.

An angry mob soon
surrounded the house.

The parents were unable to do anything.

The child tried to save his friend,

but the door was too strong
even for him to open.

Having no other options,

the child tried to escape
the burning house.

He couldn't leave his parents.

He tried calling for them,
"Mother, Father" but then...

It wasn't long before the townsfolk saw

the child escaping.

It wasn't until they looked
over the edge of the dock

that they saw the body
of the child sinking

to the bottom of the lake.

A dangerous fog began to roll in,

and Popeye's body was never found.

Hello.

Jesus, Cherry.

I thought it was an opportune time

to get all the eeks
and aahs out of the way

before going to his house.

Ooh!

Alright. Lay off.

Alright girls, I don't
want none of this play shit

whilst we're in there, okay?

You don't exactly want to get
caught. This is important.

Right, right because the fate

of the channel depends on this.

We haven't had a video hit 100K views

in nearly two months, okay?

I have some really good
ideas how to make it better.

How?

It's a surprise.

Sorry to interrupt, guys.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Oh, Mia, you've always got a bad feeling.

Oh my god. Did you get footage?

No, I just.

This is insane.

Why? It's just fog.

You know he's coming
when the fog rolls in.

It was 15 years ago,

the little boy they called
Popeye drowned in this lake.

We'll film more of the lake
once the fog comes further in.

It'll make for a cool shot.

You ready with the camera?

Let's get this done quick, yeah.

Framing good?

Yeah. Ready when you are.

Welcome back, ghoulies
to another episode

of The Haunted Houses of Evil.

A series taking you inside
the homes of murderers.

Legend states that a
young boy named Johnny

affectionately nicknamed Popeye
killed a fellow schoolmate,

strangling him so hard
with his deformed hands

that his eyes popped out of his skull.

The town burned the house
down with Popeye inside.

And yet it was bought again recently

and is currently under renovation.

The current owner doesn't
know what to do with the house

as there have been so many
disappearances in the area.

Let's see if Popeye's
Ghost wants to play with...

Mia?

I think I just saw someone.

What? Did you just fuck
up that take for nothing?

I swear! I just saw somebody over there.

Will we have to do the intro again now?

No, no. It'll be fine.

I'll get ADR if we need to.

Okay. You ready girls?

Let's go.

Creepy.

Please, just in case.

I say we start at the basement.

Yeah, I like that. That's a good idea.

Wait, why don't you go
down and get the footage?

Yeah, I'll sit up here and get sound.

That's not what
we are paying you for.

No, it's a good idea.

Mia, grab some sound.

We'll be back up in a bit, okay?

Fine.

Come on, Mia.

Just get the money. Get out.

You've got this, girl.

Yeah. This is crazy.

Everything looks just
like the photographs

from the newspapers.

It's believed that Popeye's
parents also perished

in the fire, blamed for bringing

into this world the monster
child they called Popeye.

Do you think the ghost
of Popeye's parents

are still here, Cherry?

I do like an audience.

What are you doing?

Keep the camera rolling.
Let's try something different.

Fuck it.

What the hell
are we gonna do, Lora?

Look, I've had some time
to think about this.

Here we go.

I think selling the
property is the only thing

we can do right now.

We can't do that.

Well, why the hell not?

I don't understand it.

Ms. Aster, the fucking history teacher

of the school you work at suddenly dies

and leaves you the
house of fucking Popeye.

Keep your voice down.

Oh, Tara already knows
everything about that kid.

Oh, no thanks to you.

We've been talking about
what to do with the property.

We are not selling it.

We're just gonna let it sit there?

We're behind on payments, Lora.

You guys are up early.

Oh, morning. How are you, sweetie?

George? -I want a hug. I'm fine.

Aw, have fun.

Thank you.

Your friends have been
waiting outside a long time.

What have you been up to?

Oh, I couldn't find my bikini.

It's okay.

I've messaged Donna. She's got a spare.

Okay.

Love you.

Love you. Have fun. -Love you.

Bye.

Yeah, but it's not that simple, is it?

Look, I'm not gonna say anything

because I like you Dylan, but.

Tara loves you and
she wants to be with you.

Well, you don't think she'd travel, no?

Her home is here. Her parents are.

I got them.

Oh, geez. Took you long enough.

Why did it take you so long?

Bumped into my parents.
They were up early.

Have you got everything? -Mm-hmm.

Kathy said Max has got all the signs

and cleaning supplies, so we're all good.

Great, looks like we
can get some work done

before it gets dark.

Yay.

Don't get involved, okay?
I'll tell her eventually.

Anyone ever tell you that you kiss good?

Yeah, my girlfriend?

Did these get bigger?

Hey guys, if you're gonna make out,

would it be okay if I watched?

Not for free, Beanie. -Fuck off.

Miss me?

Always.

Okay guys, gather around.

I just wanna say I really
appreciate the help, guys.

It really does mean the world to us.

Isn't this house like
haunted or something?

There's been a lot of theories

that have been littering the
internet about what happened.

But one thing that keeps coming up is

that he drowned in the lake.

We're not going anywhere near the lake.

What the fuck?

Kathy?

Are we gonna be paid extra
for waking up at 4:00 AM?

Wow. Kathy.

I just knew it burned
down a couple years ago.

So like what?

We're gonna go up there,
knock down whatever's left

and then rebuild it?

No, the place has already been rebuilt.

So who would've rebuilt it then?

No one knows.

Personally, I think it
was the fans of the legend

that rebuilt it.

Regardless, in the next few days,

we are gonna turn Popeye's
house into, drum roll,

a haunted house attraction.

How would your dad have
exactly afforded this then?

Oh no, Ms. Aster gave my
mom the place when she died.

I see.
-Why did she give it to her?

Oh, I've asked mom,

but she doesn't like talking about it, so.

So what does Mrs. Lora
have on Ms. Aster, huh?

It's gotta be naked
photos, hasn't it?

It's just gotta be. It's gotta be.

Nick, cut it out. Ms. Aster's
like 70 years old.

It's totally gross.

Why don't your parents do it then?

Because Tara's dad broke his leg

and can't afford anyone else's help.

And are you all forgetting
what Tara's mom's done for us?

Yeah, she was my favorite
first grade teacher

and she was pretty fucking hot.

Seriously, this is gonna be fun.

Okay, so we'll take two separate cars.

We should be at the
location in about 12 hours.

12? -Sound good?

Wait, are we gonna be
paid before or after this?

Tara.

Why are you paying them?

You told me we were all
doing it for your mom.

Needed extra hands. We'll
talk about this later, okay?

Yeah. Later.

Are you mad driving at that speed?

You're not hurt?

What are you doing driving down here?

There's nothing down here apart
from an abandoned old house.

Oh yeah, Popeye's house.

My parents own the place.

We're doing it up.

Popeye's house?

You're seriously going
to Popeye's house?

You've not heard the
rumours about that place?

What? Like the kids
campfire stories and shit?

Unbelievable.

Do not go near that place, seriously.

Word of warning. Stay out of the fog.

It's lethal.

Deadly fog.

He must be on something. Let's go.

All right, come on.

Now that is an eyesore, hmm.

Hey, why don't we chop it down?

No, you can't be serious.
This is just like the original.

I thought you didn't
know anything about it.

Well, I didn't know anything about it,

but then I was able to
do a deep dive in the car

because well, Kathy
didn't wanna talk to me.

Jesus fucking Christ.
Are you fucking kidding me?

There's no signal?

Have a look around.

Fine.

Wait, is that the house?

Yeah but why is it clean?

Me and dad have been coming
out this way once a month

to do some cleaning,

chat through some ideas for the place.

This is some creepy shit.
I don't wanna sleep in there.

Wait, what? I'm not sleeping there.

It's okay. I've got a surprise for you.

What is it? -Well, it's just this...

-What was even that?

Was that Kathy? -Oh, what?

You guys didn't tell me
there's gonna be a hot tub here.

What is this place?

This is where we're going to
be spending the next few days

while we sort the house.

Welcome to Casa de Friendship.

Kathy, have you found any signal yet?

I got distracted.

I'm still looking.

Yeah, about that.

We don't get signal up here,

but it's okay, it's only a few days.

Come on, let's get the stuff from the car.

I'm feeling a little bit woozy, babe,

from the ride up.

Yo Beanie, do you mind helping
Donna with the luggage?

Fine.

Thank you.

I'll grab you some headache tablets.

Yes. Thank you.

And we will unpack the car.

So maybe you want to
take a dip in here later?

Maybe. I brought my bikini.

Is it the new one?

You're just gonna have to wait and see.

Kathy, honey, there's no signal.

Come on. Let's go to the cabin.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Come here.

It'll be okay. Yeah.

You know that.

Yeah, we're gonna unpack the car

and then just take 10
minutes to ourselves, yeah?

Okay. -Okay.

You two lovebirds wanna come help?

Don't worry, guys. I think I got this.

Fuck.

Sorry.

It's all right.

You've got bigger things to worry about.

How come you got signal out here?

There are certain spots
in the area that get signal.

This cabin's one of them.

So you lied to Kathy then, yeah?

I want her to work.

I'm paying her to be here, aren't I?

Tara, listen- -Fuck.

The weather's not good this weekend.

What?

Look, from the moment
the sun goes down

to when it goes back up again, fog.

It wasn't like this
when I checked at home.

I'm sure we can handle a bit of fog.

Not fog as thick as this.

This means days are shorter,

which means I'm gonna
have to convince everyone

to work harder and oh, fuck me.

Come sit down, okay?

You are doing the best you can

and I'm gonna be with you
every step of the way, yeah?

Fuck, I love you.

These cabins are perfect.

Were they always here?

Tara? -Huh?

Oh, sorry.

Yeah, no, the owners before
my parents installed them

when they rebuilt the place.

You wanna try relax a little?

Not before the house is done.

Shit.

Guys! Guys, can everyone hear me?

Well, so

considering the weather
conditions have sort of

spiced things up a little bit,

I think it might be a good
idea to get a couple of hours

of work done before the
fog rolls in from the lake.

You're not serious, are you?

Can't we do it in the morning?

Guys! Guys, come on.

Tara's family have had
a shit time recently.

Tara's even having to pick up extra shifts

so they don't lose their
parents' house, so.

That means Lora,

Mrs. Cooper, best teacher
ever, she's in trouble.

Yeah, I mean, come on, guys.

Come on. It'll be easy
with all of us doing it.

We'll play music, huh?

Thank you, guys. I really owe you one.

We've been sat on this
land for a year now.

I know there's this dark history behind it,

but I'm sure it'll sell if we
put it up for half the value.

It's out of the question.

What aren't you telling me?

Jane, what are you doing here?

Lora, he's back. It has to be him.

Look.

Three dead in the Popeye house.

It has to be him.

Dylan said the kids were
going somewhere this weekend,

but he didn't say where.

You don't suppose they've
gone to the house?

Jane, you really need to calm down.

Do you know where they are? Do you?

Look, and what about the others?

Shh. George is home.

We'll talk about this tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

Go easy on the paint.

We won't be able to get
another can the same.

I appreciate the caution, girls.
What happened to the red?

Yeah, we wanted to add
a bit of a personal touch.

Personally, Tara, I know
you really, really like it.

I think that pink's gotta be red, yeah?

What? Stop.

It's perfect.

Right, Tara can I talk
to you about it over there?

Yeah, go on then.

What do you want, Beanie?

Well I was just thinking,

I don't know, maybe you girls
could do with a pick me up?

You gotta learn to say no.

If I say no, they're not gonna do it.

Hi, can we help you?

You're not supposed to be here.

I'm sorry. My dad owns the place.

He's not gonna like this.

Any of this.

If you leave now, we won't hurt you.

What are you gonna do?

Yeah, what are you gonna do, bitch?

It's not what I'll do.

Let's be real here.

It's seven against one,
and you can't call anyone

because we're not doing anything wrong.

This is my house.

How about we call the
local loony bin, hmm?

Maybe they can help us, hmm?

Now do us all a favor and fuck off.

I never knew you could be such a bitch.

When I worked at the bar,

it was the only way to
get rid of knobheads.

That wasn't cool though, Donna.

There was clearly
something wrong with her.

How else was I supposed
to get rid of her?

Tara, don't...

Good job.

Please, we're sorry.

Is there something we can do?

Do you need a ride anywhere?

I want you all to suffer

the way he suffered.

It's you. You are the one.

He's coming to get you.

Run.

Now that the excitement's
done, should we go and...

What are you doing?

That was the hottest thing I've ever

in my life seen you do.

What?

They're over there having their fun.

Dylan's consoling our fearless
leader, Tara. Where's my fun?

Okay guys.

So that was weird, right?

Yeah, is she gonna call the police?

No. She's just some weird
person that got lost out here.

That's all.

That fog's coming in.

I'd say that's wrap on
day one, guys. Great job.

Hey. Where are you going?

Nick, stop it. I'm not in the mood.

I'm sure this is exciting to you,

but it's not exciting to me.

Hi, you've reached Tara.

I'm probably busy checking
off my to-do list,

but please leave a message

and I promise to get back
to you as soon as I can.

Speak soon. Bye.

Please call me back when you can.

Thanks. Love you.

You've been pacing for a while now.

You know I love you, right?

Yeah.

You've been like my
freaking guardian angel

this entire time.

And anything I do is
to benefit the both of us

'cause I am deeply in love with you.

Yeah.

I got accepted into Lakeman College.

Dylan, holy shit. That's great.

Why didn't you tell me sooner?

It's on the other side of the country, Tar.

I want you to come with me.

I can't leave. You know I can't.

I know that I'm not as close
with my parents as you are,

but it's time to leave mom and dad.

It's time to grow up.

Fuck.

Nick...

It's like you never
touched a woman before.

No, well, Donna wasn't really
putting out so I need it.

What?

Nick, I really like you.

Yeah, I like you too.

Why do you think I'm out here with you?

Just break up with Donna then.

What?

I'm sick of this being
a secret, me and you.

Let's make it real.

Isn't it exciting though?

You know that you could get caught?

Doesn't that turn you on a little bit?

Yeah. Yeah.

Maybe, maybe I do want to get caught.

What are you doing?

If you don't tell her, I will.

The fuck, you will.

Watch me.

Okay then, we're done.

We're done.

Sky, whatever we had is over, huh?

In fact, I don't wanna ever
see your fucking face again.

Way to ruin the mood, kid.

Fuck.

Fucking asshole.

It's them.

This is what you've been waiting for.

You guys sleep well?

I did actually, like a log,
but I did take a melatonin.

Have you guys seen Sky?

Yeah. No, I woke up earlier.

I saw her leave. She ordered a taxi.

Hmm. What?

Why? I thought she wanted to help.

Yeah, but I don't
really know why she left.

I'm not sure.

Family troubles? She seemed pissed.

That doesn't change the
hours we work today, does it?

You wanna try some of this?

It's this sativa strain

called the Green Love Maker.

So that's what I've heard.

I'll pass. Thanks.

What do you think?

Should I just go ask her out?

We are both human beings.

You know, I suppose we
have that in common.

I couldn't care less, dude.

It's your life. Do what you want.

Can you stop breathing my air?

Kathy, I was thinking,

we've known each other
since we were five.

And? -And well,

I'd like to know much more.

So what do you reckon?
Can we go on a date?

Gimme your phone.

Take that. You don't
wanna date me anyways.

You can do whatever you want with that.

Now fuck off, Beanie.

You all right, mate?

Okay.

Fucking bitch.
Who does she think she is?

Fucking doesn't matter anyway.

Hello?

Fucking woods.

This is crazy.

Ow, what the fuck...

I like this version of Tara.

Don't you feel uncomfortable
without your clipboard?

That is enough from you.

Hey Donna, get in already.

Hang on. Lemme take a picture.

Was that a text?

Did you just get signal?

Shit.

Is everything okay?

No, just a minute.

That's more for me then.

I think that's enough.

Okay.

Lora, calm down.

They said they're only
classed as missing

after three days and
it's only been 24 hours.

Christ, can you hear yourself
right now? What is going on?

Jane, what you doing?

Lora, I found Dylan's diary.

What?

Look, it even says it.

The tourists will be taken
through the front door

and they're going to be
shown around the house

and then it even mentions the cabins

where the tourists are going to stay.

They've gone to the house,
Lora. That's where they are.

Gimme a minute.

What the hell's going on?

She hasn't told you?

Told me what?

The keys are gone.

Whatever she said, she's lying, okay?

You're a real fucking piece
of shit, you know that, Nick?

How could you cheat
on me with that bitch?

Oh, fuck me.

I don't know what the big fucking deal is.

A man's got needs.

Why don't you date her then?

Because she's not who I want
to be my fucking wife, Donna.

She was just, I don't know,
some fun side piece.

Some side piece? Fuck you, Nick.

Nah, you're not going anywhere.

Let go of me.
-You're not going anywhere.

Stop. -You're hurting me.

Stop.

Can we just talk about this please?

Nick, get off.

I never wanna see you
again. Stay away from me.

Donna. Donna!

Fuck!

What the fuck are you?

Fuck!

No, please...

No... No, no, no, no, no.
Please, please, please.

Fuck! Fuck no, please.

I'm begging you! I'm begging you!

What the fuck, Nick?

Nick, what the fuck is wrong with you?

Why did you do...

Nick?

Nick?

Nick?

What time is it?

6:00PM.

Oh my fucking god.

Why did no one wake me sooner?

Tara...

We don't know where anybody is.

What do you mean?

I see you found Tara.

Where is everyone?

I don't know. I looked everywhere.

I just came back from the house.

Right, let's just not panic here, okay?

Like they'll be back.

Most probably gone to
get a beer or something

but they wouldn't drive, would they?

I guess that makes sense.

Maybe we're getting
paranoid over nothing.

What about the fog?
Have you checked the lake?

I'll be a minute.

No, Tara, just wait.

Dylan, let her look.

We searched everywhere.

She'll be back in a minute.

Mom?

Did you find anything?

I didn't go to the lake. But I found this.

Whoa. My mom has the
same picture on the wall.

Same, but the kid in
the background isn't in mine.

Yeah, same. Why is it so badly burnt?

Wait, who's not meant
to be in the picture?

Let's go have a drink or something.

Right, that is not a bad idea.

Let's just go back there and
wait for the others, yeah?

Okay. -Yeah.

Come on.

Help me!

Please don't! Please, please.

No, please, please.

Help me!

What was that?

Fuck!

Donna!

Go! Go!

Where are we going?

Come on, just run! Come on!

Wait!

Dylan! Dylan!

Dylan! Dylan!

Dylan! Dylan!

The cars are here but
the lights aren't on.

They must be in the cabins.

Which way are the cabins?

Over there.

Dylan? Dylan?

Dylan, is that you?

You are really freaking me out now.

What are you two hiding
from me? Where's Tara?

I'll explain everything once we find Tara.

Jane, let's go.

What the fuck was that?

It's Popeye. He's back.

Wait, wait. Where's Kathy?

I thought she was behind us.

I thought so too.

He's real.

After everything I read about him.

No, no, no, no. He can't.
He can't be real.

Then who the fuck was that?

He died. He died in the lake.

I know, okay? I know.

We just got to get to the car. -Tara!

Tara! -Mom!

Jesus fucking Christ.

Wait, how did
you know where to find us?

Your mom. She showed
me the press article.

Wait, my mom's here?

I'm sorry.

Wait, what do you mean?

No. -We have to go.

We have to go. We need to leave.

Enough is enough.

You are gonna tell me
what the fuck is going on.

You know something about
Popeye that we don't,

is that right?

Those stories you've
heard over the past 15 years

since it happened?

All lies.

Mom, you can tell us.

That thing you see out there?

That's Johnny.

He was my student.

Johnny?

That's Popeye's real name.

A week after his death,
he was in my nightmares.

He was in my dreams all the time

and it turns out the people of Sweetville

were having the same awful dreams.

It was as if the dream was
telling us to do something.

Do what?

The dream was telling
us to rebuild the house,

for one person to own the land
and the property at all times

and not to do anything with it.

We decided to go in alphabetical
order with last names first

over who owned the land.

Julie Aster was up first and then she died

and I was next.

You understand how insane that sounds.

Mom, how do we stop him?

I don't know.

If only I hadn't gone to
that house with those people,

but I knew I had to do something

when I saw you through the window

and you two were together.

What do you mean?

He was constantly being bullied at school

and I told them to stop

and to include him in the games at break

but they didn't.

But you tried to save him, Tara.

What do you mean?

You tried to stop his suffering

but I feared for your safety.

So I went with the
parents from the village

and we tried to stop...

We tried to stop the threat to our kids.

As long as Johnny was
alive, he was dangerous.

Mom, what have you done?

Please, please, let's just go home now.

I can't.

I can't.

Lora!

Don't move.

I knew he wouldn't hurt you, Tara.

It was you...

Johnny's told me all about you.

He just wants love.
You gave him that love.

Who are you?

My name is Olive.

Johnny's my brother.

I was locked in the basement.

It's where they hid me away.

Dear old mother loved little Johnny.

He was so sweet.

He used to come down
into the basement

and feed me when my parents forgot to.

I hated seeing him upset.

And on that day.

I couldn't save him.

I couldn't save him.

It wasn't fair!

It should have been all of you
who drowned in that lake.

He didn't deserve it.

Poor Johnny's soul will forever
roam the Sweetville woods.

He haunts the dreams
of all the murderers

who took part in burning
down his entire life

until they restored our home.

I told Johnny,

he lives inside the fog
that rolls in from the lake.

We just want to do what
we weren't allowed to do

when we were little.

Play.

You're fucking muted.

I'll have some fun with you
when you're dead.

Stop!

Mom! -Lora, we gotta go.

Not much further...

Tara!

No! Leave her! Tara!

Let him play with you, Tara.
He loves you.

Fuck...

Hey!

This is for my mother, you bitch.

Help me!

Mom!

Help.

Tara...

Tara, Tara, Tara!

Help me.

Tar!

Die, you fuck.

You're safe. You're safe.

So you gonna come to Lakeman
with me, yeah?

It's done.

Let's go home, yeah?

Tara?

Tara?

Tara!