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The records of the pagan goddesses

were passed down by the ancient Celts

purely in an oral tradition.

And as such, much has been lost to time.

What remains was documented by early Christian invaders

and altered to align with the new

male-centric Christian faith.

The Morrigan's true history

was essentially eroded

to fit the church's patriarchal worldview.

So much so that I believe

she may have been a real historical figure.

Not merely a demon of myth and legend,

but a real queen.

The monastery site at Annan Island

may provide evidence of this.

Local folklore states

that the Morrigan and her followers

took refuge on Annan after a brutal battle,

and were subsequently massacred and buried there.

Thank you.

So, you think this, uh, shape-shifting,

- animal-controlling... - ...war goddess

was a real Celtic queen?

Obviously, she's been greatly mythologized over time,

but I believe it's possible.

This is a very expensive proposal.

Half a world away.

Your experience in the field is quite limited, Miss Scott.

Dr. Scott.

My apologies. But fact remains, you really think

you could manage an excavation, uh, this size?

My field work is limited

due to lack of opportunity, not ambition.

You'll be away from your family for quite some time.

My family supports me.

Do you believe there could be a reason

these men disposed of this ancient queen

in such a brutal fashion?

They feared her.

- Feared what? - Her return.

She's immortal.

A goddess not just of death, but of regeneration and rebirth.

-And you don't fear her? -I'm not superstitious.

What do you think, Dr. Horner?

Whether the Queen Morrigan element bears fruit or not,

I think we can at least expect to make

some excellent discoveries

as to Iron Age Ireland and early Christian development.

We have solid radar scan information

that suggests there may be a whole labyrinth

of pre-Christian tunnels beneath the monastery.

Perhaps you could wait outside

for a few moments, let us discuss.

Dr. Horner, you can stay.

-You can come back in now. -Thank you.

Congratulations.

We have decided to approve an excavation of Annan Island.

Dr. Horner will lead a limited preliminary excavation

to assess the site for further exploration.

I realize you may be disappointed,

but given his vast experience in the field,

we feel this gives us our best chance for success.

You'll be assisting and will receive shared credit

due to your prior research into the site.

And my tenure?

I think we can safely revisit that

once this excavation is concluded.

Thank you.

Dr. Scott, I passed.

-Thanks so much for reading. -Oh! That's great.

-Great going. -Fiona!

Wait.

You stole my expedition. I did all the work for this.

-You barely even looked at it. -Read the bloody room.

They weren't gonna give it to you on your own.

You'll be thanking me in a year's time.

Brandon?

Lily?

Hey.

I... I thought your dad was working from home.

He's gone.

This is your fault. You are so fucking selfish!

One groupie.

Sorry I'm late.

I think we're, uh, actually a little early.

Lily, is it? And Fiona.

-Malachy. -Good to meet you.

Good to meet you too, finally in person.

-Mm-hmm. -I'm sorry about the tender,

-but the tide waits for no man. -Ugh.

Jump in, I'll run you up to the hotel.

Well, I was actually wondering if we could go

-straight to the dig? -Sure. You're the boss.

No cell signal?

No Wi-Fi either.

We got a bit of TV, but it's patchy at best.

Great.

-So, you own the whole island? -Uh. Most of it.

The ruins is trust land as you know.

But they can only access it with my dock.

I inherited the rest.

It's great, but we could do with some more visitors.

Finding something up there would help with that.

So, Lily, got expelled, did you?

Mom! Told him?

It was a misunderstanding.

Well, I've had plenty of those in my time.

Just let's not have any misunderstandings

between us while you're here, eh?

I don't plan on it.

Good.

Don't be scared of Ruby. She's a big softy. Go on then.

Come, I'll show you the way.

Best not to antagonize them.

Come on.

Conor, get a shot. See if you can get all of it.

Wow.

Well, it looks like a Sheela-na-gig

from Fiona's book.

It's a weird one though.

Listen, maybe it leads to another passageway.

-Because usually these-- -No, it's a dead end.

It's a good find,

but let's focus on the wider chamber.

The other chamber, go.

Uh. It's just through here.

Yeah.

-They should be just down there. -I'll go find them.

Jonathan? Hello?

- Okay. - Okay?

Don't throw it back in my face this time.

Ah, Fiona, just in time.

Now that all the hard work's been done.

It looks great, Conor.

Lily, right? We've heard a lot about you.

All good things, I hope.

Shall I run them back to the hotel then?

Yeah, sure. You two get settled in.

-We'll see you for dinner. -Oh, I... I'd really rather stay

cause I... I've got all my gear. You'll be okay?

Whatever.

Well, I'll see you later.

You all right? Lots of bugs, I'm afraid.

- Yeah, I'm good. - Bugs don't bother me.

- Oh. - Oh, fuck!

Jesus.

Yeah, maybe, uh, rats do just a little.

This way. There's something I'd like

to show you. Come on.

Okay.

There it is.

Do you think it could be related to the...

To the Morrigan? Possibly.

It's a bit of a distorted version.

More like a warning.

Not something her followers would have created.

Conor's digging with me in the main chamber.

I'm gonna dig here.

Knock yourself out.

It's a dead end. Radar scans prove it.

She likes you.

Come on in.

Ruby, go on. Get in your basket.

Right, it's a dining room, drawing room in there.

- That's the reading room. - That's the radio room.

Still the only form of communication

on the island, I'm afraid.

If you need to use it, I'll, uh... I'll show you how.

Your room's just up here.

It's my wife, Mary.

I had it painted after she passed away.

After she passed away?

She drowned, accident. Fell off the cliffs.

Oh! I'm gonna have to take that.

It's a hunting group I'm dealing with.

I'll be back in a moment.

Sorry about that.

-You all right? -Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Come on, it's just through here.

Conor, can you come here a minute?

Can you give me a hand?

- Go easy with that one. - Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

You see anything?

- Did you hear that? - Hear what?

There's something more here.

Let's batten down for the night, guys.

Our ride will be here in ten.

Let's keep this between us, okay?

Lily, dinner's ready.

Everyone's waiting.

Uh. Is she coming?

Yeah, yeah, she's coming.

Lily, grab a pew.

- Hey. - Hi.

Uh, Lily, Fiona, this is Malachy's son, Sean.

-Hi, Sean. -Hey, Sean.

Hello.

Thank you.

Looks like someone's got a little crush.

Oh! Thanks.

Not a fan of the food?

-I'm a vegetarian. -Since when?

Like, four months ago.

So, Lily, what do you do?

Are you still studying?

I was expelled. I thought you all knew.

Well, you told Malachy.

I knew.

I was kicked out of boarding school.

That's why I'm here. Why Mom was delayed.

What actually happened though? The details were--

I was caught with alcohol at a party.

-That's it? -Yeah.

Well, I had this thing with my teacher. Junior teacher.

Didn't go down well.

School's not for me anyway though.

I'd rather go to, like, art college

or something like that.

What is so special about your job anyways, huh?

Digging up old pottery?

We're uncovering hidden histories.

It's possible the Morrigan's followers

fled to this island.

Because the factual historical story of these men

building a life out of the sheer rock faces isn't enough?

Well, we can investigate both.

I just... I wouldn't get your hopes up.

I mean, field work and history is a little different

from folklore and textbook theory.

He's doing us such a favor letting you be here.

-He's-- -An asshole,

who takes credit for all your work.

It's not that simple. I'm so close to full tenure.

If this goes well, I get it.

We're back next year with a full excavation

-that I will lead. -You really believe that?

Just stay away from him, okay?

-Promise. -All right, fine.

- Promise. G'night. - Hey, hey, what's this?

- Who paid for those? - You did, I guess.

It would've been nice of you to ask, you know.

Your dad's not been paying for anything.

Call it an early Christmas present.

Bye.

Yeah.

If you stick to the right trail, you can't go wrong.

Just watch out for snakes.

I thought there were no snakes in Ireland.

Tell that to the one who bit me.

St. Patrick forget about you guys?

Maybe he got drunk and forgot.

Well, um, I'll be careful anyway.

Something more here.

What is it? What do you see?

There's something more here,

but I... I can't fit any more struts.

All right, come back. I'm taking over.

I'm nearly there.

I said come back, Fiona.

Come back right now. I'm warning you.

Watch out for the struts!

- It's collapsing. - Fiona!

Jesus.

Fiona! Are you okay?

- I'm okay. - Fiona!

Okay, wait, wait. Stay there.

My arm's cut pretty bad.

Fiona stay there.

We'll dig you out, okay? Just stay there.

There's another chamber back here.

I'm going in.

There's a casket back here.

When are we gonna open it?

-We are gonna open it. -No.

Sending it to Dublin. We'll open it there

in conjunction with the Irish authorities.

Well, it could help us focus the rest of the dig.

-I need to be there. -I'll be there. Okay?

Fucking radio.

Jesus.

Eh, these fucking crows.

Let's get out of here.

Well, that's definitely gonna need stitches.

Now, either I can do them,

or we can go to a hospital on the mainland.

Oh, God, no, not the mainland. Go ahead, do your worst.

Well, I'll try not to.

-You're well prepared. -Me? Oh, no, no.

My wife was a doctor.

She liked to be well-stocked in case of emergencies.

- You had a few out here? - Uh. Yeah, a few.

We had a young girl almost die of insulin overdose

about five years ago.

Went into anaphylactic shock.

Mary picked up on it quickly, got some sugar into her.

-Saved her life. -She was lucky.

Hmm. Yeah, out here

things can definitely turn nasty pretty quick.

Aye, you better brace yourself.

I'm not great at this.

So, you've had a tough day at the office?

Yeah, every day's pretty tough.

Have you found anything interesting up there?

- We found a burial casket today. - Hmm?

At least it looks like one.

Well, better be careful.

You know what they say about mummies.

We're not really sure what it is yet.

You know, sometimes if you're alone up there...

you can feel a presence.

Hear a shrieking call.

And restless spirits, crying out.

Really?

No.

But a good ghost story goes down well with the tourists.

Yeah, my wife believed in all that hocus-pocus.

Not me.

She died?

I'm sorry.

Three years ago.

Ah, she's in a better place now.

Do you think Uncle Francis

would like to hear about what they found?

Uncle Francis isn't your uncle.

He's my uncle. And he's not welcome here.

It's just that he always said about the ruins--

I thought I made myself clear.

Hey, you want to see something cool?

It's a burial casket, we think.

Won't know for sure until we open it.

Why not open it now?

Oh, needs to be in the right environment.

And you'll be there for that, or just Jonathan?

Lily, don't start.

You know, I always thought you'd get into archaeology.

You showed a real interest when you were younger.

Fiona, where's the logbook

and the SAT phone?

Conor says the SAT phone's busted.

Uh. You can use the radio.

- Find me the logbook. - Give me a minute.

You okay?

Yeah, I just...

Doesn't matter.

So, what do you think? It's pretty cool, huh?

You know, if you need help on the dig,

I'm really not doing anything, so I could help.

I... I don't... I don't think that's a great idea.

I'd rather you keep your distance from Jonathan.

Why? Well, what do you think's gonna happen?

He's my boss, and it's just you're...

you're in enough trouble as it is.

Just when I think you're being okay.

It took a lot of convincing to get you over here.

A little appreciation wouldn't go amiss.

Appreciation?

For shipping me off to boarding school?

Your dad left. I did what I had to do.

Yeah, no wonder he left. All you care about is this crap.

He didn't just leave me, Lily.

- I hate you! - Lily. Lily, wait, wait.

Lily. Lily, come back.

Malachy'll have dinner ready soon.

I don't want any dinner!

Never a dull moment.

- Excuse me. - Mm.

Didn't mean to interrupt.

No, no, it's... it's... it's fine.

I just wanted to check in.

You seemed a bit upset earlier.

Your mum, I'm sure she means well,

but she can be tough.

- Yeah, no kidding. - Uh...

You want one?

Well, I'm sure one wouldn't hurt.

Sorry, I don't have any mixer.

Sláinte.

Sláinte.

You know, there's really no reason

why you can't enjoy this place.

Hmm.

If there's anything you need while you're here, just ask.

Thanks.

You're very beautiful, you know that.

Everything's gonna be fine.

See you tomorrow.

It'll sweep across the country

over the next few days.

Strong gusts of wind and potential thunderstorms

may lead to localized flooding in certain areas.

Residents are advised to take caution while traveling

and to stay indoors if possible. Keep updated with--

Wake up.

You opened the casket?

-It was a dream? -A dream? A fucking dream?

Whatever this is, it isn't working.

You can't stay here.

Have you got nothing to say?

Nothing?

Okay, I'm gonna take this stuff. And you can get it back

when you've had some time to think about what you've done.

Jesus.

I'm sorry.

I've spoken to the dean.

Obviously, any chances you had for tenure are now shot to bits.

This is a great find.

And that's why you weren't fired on the spot.

Well, the best I can offer,

a few more years assisting, and then we can talk.

I've spent years assisting you.

You promised me this was the last time.

-I covered for you. -Covered for me? How?

- You know what you did. - I've had enough of this.

Do you even wanna work with me, Fiona?

Because you don't have to.

Come on, let's pack up the dig for the storm.

Lily?

Hey, I...

I brought you some food.

It's vegetarian, so...

I'm in here.

Are you okay?

I feel good.

I, uh... I better just go.

Thank you, Sean.

Um. Did you get Lily some food?

Yes, but, um, I don't know if she ate it.

She was...

She was acting quite strangely, so I just left it.

Lily, have you eaten yet?

There's dinner downstairs in the oven.

You should really eat something.

Hello, operator.

Hello, um, could you put me through

to Clifden Parochial House, please?

- One moment. - Thanks.

Hello.

Uncle Francis. It's, um... It's Sean, here.

Sean, does your father know

-you're talking to me? -No, just please listen to me.

There's a girl.

She's my friend, and I like her, but...

I think there's something very, very wrong with her.

I'm worried about her, and I don't know what to do.

Worried about her the same way

you were worried about your mother before...

before she, uh...

I don't know.

Would you come and see her?

Sean, it's late.

Your father was very clear--

Uncle Francis?

Hello?

Sean, can you hear me?

Sean, the generator house is flooded.

-Go get some sandbags. -Dad?

I think there might be something wrong with Lily.

Sure there is.

She's an alcoholic who sleeps with her teachers.

And God knows what else.

Don't tell me you fancy this girl.

You stay away from her. She's bad news.

Now, go and get those sandbags.

Go on.

Good night.

Jonathan.

Lily? You okay?

Lily?

What the fuck?

Jesus.

Jonathan.

-What, is it coming from Lily? -Lily! Lily!

Lily! Open the door!

Go get Malachy.

Lily! Lily!

Lily!

Jonathan!

Jonathan.

Where's Lily? You're in her room.

Tell me, where's Lily?

You...

tell me where she is. Help me.

What happened, Jonathan?

Come on.

Get me my gun.

Jesus Christ.

Fiona.

Hey, Fiona, you all right?

Hey, get her out of here.

What happened?

Give me that.

What happened? Where...

Where's Lily?

You stay down here with them.

Whoever you are,

I'm warning you, I'm armed.

- Malachy! - Dad!

- Come on! - Dad!

Malachy, are you okay?

Come on. It's stuck.

- Come on! Malachy? - Dad!

- Are you okay? - Dad, can you hear me?

Dad!

What's happening? What's going on?

- The door's wedged. - Malachy?

- We'll get you out. - Ah! Come on.

Hello!

- Malachy! - No!

Uncle Francis.

What happened?

Dad? Dad, Uncle Francis is here.

There's something up there doing that to him.

All of you...

stay here.

- Okay. - Right.

- I'm Fiona. - I know who you are.

The cross of Christ must compel you.

I've got her. She's here. Help Malachy!

Come on.

Dad, are you all right? Are you okay? What happened?

Jesus Christ.

I saw...

I saw...

I don't know what I saw.

The girl! She's here with me!

Lily! Lily!

We need to keep her covered.

Whatever she was doing, she was doing through her eyes.

You're not saying Lily did this?

Not her... but something in her.

What did you dig up at the ruins?

A burial casket.

Skeletal remains of a woman inside.

Just a skeleton. Lily... Lily couldn't have done this.

There was, uh... there was...

there was this inscribed on the wall

leading to the casket. It's a petroglyph.

It was inscribed on it.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I... I saw something.

A vision.

I saw something as well.

And you let them dig up there.

Why not?

What are you doing here anyway?

You know you're not welcome in this house.

He saved your life, Dad.

So...

...you were looking for the Morrigan.

And your daughter opened the casket.

There's no supernatural Morrigan.

And... and she doesn't possess women.

-That's not in her playbook. -Oh.

And you would know her playbook, would you?

What exactly is the Morrigan?

A pagan goddess. I thought a real queen,

that restores her power through killing,

violence, and war.

And that's what you've just dug up.

I'll have to radio the mainland. Speak to Bishop.

- Maybe he'll be able to-- - There is no radio.

Maybe you haven't noticed, but the power's out.

Generator's flooded.

The next ferry isn't till Sunday.

Your greed brought you to this, Malachy.

Not me.

Just tell me how to kill it. That's all I need to know.

If you're right, we can't kill it.

But there may be a way to get it out of Lily.

I... I'm not that kind of priest.

She's been in hibernation for centuries.

She must be weak by now.

There has to be something you can do

to get it out of Lily.

I've seen it done once before.

I could try.

Do whatever you can, Father, please.

Hmm.

This is my fault. I pushed her away.

No. No. She was taken for a reason.

Evil only enters when it's invited.

I don't believe that.

By this holy water and your precious blood,

wash away all sins, dear Lord.

What should we do, Father?

Recite the Lord's Prayer, if you remember.

Our Father who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come,

thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses...

As we forgive those who trespass against us,

and lead us not into temptation

but deliver us from evil.

...as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil...

-Please-- -Don't engage with her!

What's happening? What's happening?

She's summoning her powers!

Hold her!

It's working!

Hold her!

Fuck this!

Conor, stay. Please stay here.

Don't go. Come back. Conor, come back!

Come back!

Submerge her!

Submerge her completely!

No! No! She'll drown! She'll drown! Stop it!

Stop it! She's gonna drown!

Huh?

Stop it! She'll drown!

-Father, she'll drown! -We have to make her body

as hostile an environment as possible!

Don't! Don't do that! She'll drown!

Stop it! Stop it! Sean! Sean! Sean!

Father, do something! Do something!

A few moments! That's all we need!

-We have to do it! -Sean!

Sean! Sean! Stop it!

-The water! -Sean! Sean!

Look at the water! It's evaporating off her!

She's burning!

She's burning! She's burning! Get her out! Get her out!

Get her out!

She's burning! We have to stop! Get her out! Help me get her!

Lily!

Lily!

It's Conor. She must be downstairs.

Help me clear this shite!

Help!

Come on!

Jesus Christ.

Where's it going?

We have no idea, and that's the truth.

Well, I'm not just waiting here to die.

You knocked her out before. We can do it again.

We can use tranquilizers or something.

Take her off the island. Surely, the church can help.

The church?

A million fucks. Are you seeing this shit?

Father, say something please.

The Morrigan is an immortal being.

Can't be killed.

But perhaps we can kill the human host.

Once the female vessel is gone,

it's unlikely to take human form for many years.

That's good enough for me.

That female vessel is my daughter.

We have to assume

that everything we have been told about her is true.

She strengthens with every kill she makes!

If she gets off this island, the chaos she can wrought.

-They stopped her once before. -No.

They buried her alive.

There is nothing, nothing we can do for your daughter.

No.

It's time to finish the work of those monks

who rose years ago.

I won't let you. I won't let you do it.

You stay away from my daughter.

Malachy, no.

No. You stay away from her, Malachy.

You stay away! You stay away from her!

Get off me, boy!

Malachy, please. Please don't do this.

Please help. Help Lily.

Your daughter was a lost cause long before you came here.

You remember how to use a rifle?

As I can remember,

I was always a better shot than you or your father.

Yeah, well, that was a long time ago.

Just don't shoot either of us.

Here.

If you get close enough, use this.

You won't have time to hesitate.

Come on, let's go.

Go on, get the scent, girl.

Malachy, damn you!

Oh, fuck it.

Stay within sight. Call out if you see her.

Malachy.

For what it's worth,

I'm sorry about what happened with Mary.

I was trying to save her soul.

But it was never my intent--

To slander her from beyond the grave?

To say that she...

should never have done that.

Never.

As I say...

I'm sorry.

Go on. Get on out of it.

Shit.

Get off! Ah! Get off! Fuck!

Shit.

Dad?

Dad!

Dad!

Malachy, where are you?

Fuck!

Come on then.

What are you waiting for, you bitch?

Mary...

I'm coming.

Huh?

No.

No.

No.

No. No. No.

Malachy!

- Where are you? - Dad!

Dad! Dad, where are you?

-Dad! -Here, sit. Here.

Dad!

Dad, no! Jesus!

- No, boy! - Jesus!

- Dad! - No! Don't!

It's too late! He's gone!

I'm sorry, boy! I really am!

We must kill her!

Come on! Go!

Tranquilizers. Tranquilizers.

Tranquilizers. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Tranquilizers.

Tranquilizers.

Let her go, Sean.

Spread out. Not too far.

Okay.

Ruby?

Ruby, where are you?

Ruby!

Come here, girl.

I found her. She's over here.

I'll try to outflank her.

If she spots me, shoot. Don't hesitate.

What about Lily?

This is God's work, Sean.

He will forgive us for what has to be done today.

Sean.

Sean.

Please, Goddess!

Have mercy!

I am a good man!

I don't deserve this!

Kill it!

Sean!

No!

Please help! Help!

Sean. Sean. Sean.

It's okay. It's okay, Sean.

Quiet. Quiet. Quiet.

She's evil. She's evil. Fiona, you have to stop her.

It's okay. It's okay.

- It's okay. - What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna overdose her with insulin.

Send her into anaphylactic shock.

It'll be like she's dying.

Should be enough to force the Morrigan out of her.

Give me the rifle.

I'll distract her long enough for you to get close.

But you have to be quick. Give it to me.

-Give it to me. -Okay.

I have to tell you something.

She did something to me. She did.

It can wait.

I'm sorry.

No!

You can't let her leave the island.

She's evil.

She's...

I prayed to the Lord, and he answered me.

He freed me of all my fears.

No.

Lily! Lily!

Get out of her! Get out of her! Get out now!

Take me instead. I'm stronger. Take me.

She's dying. You can't live in her.

Lily, you there?

Here. Take this.

Take this sugar.

That's right. Bite it. Bite it.

You need it. You need it.

Now, don't... don't look me in the eyes.

Yes.

- Mom. - You're okay.

-Mom. -You've got to get out of here.

-What? -You're going to take this.

What are you doing?

The entrance of the tunnel is a red strut.

You need to...

-No. -...collapse it

- and seal her down here. - I can't.

Mom. I can't... Mom, I can't lose you, please.

No, she's in me now.

Be brave, okay? It's the only way.

I love you.

I love you.

-Now, you need to go. -Okay.

- Just go. - Okay.

Don't look back. Just go.

Run! Run!

Run!

You're not my mother!

Her heartbeat's really fucking weird.

I think she might be pregnant.

No! No! No! Lily!

Lily!

No! No! No!

No!