Original subtitles

All right, hold it. Hold it.

Well,

welcome to the fabled South, land of

magnolias, crinolines, lovely ladies,

and swamps. Okay, okay.

You and your shortcuts.

>> Okay, all right. So, it isn't the New

York Thruway. You got to admit that this

is the way it really is.

>> Well, what are we going to do?

>> Well, you're going to make a great

engineer. I can see that.

Go find us a pole, a big one.

>> Pole? What for?

>> Well, we'll jam it under the front

wheels and pry it up. Maybe we can get

enough traction to pull ourselves out of

this sump.

>> Since you're the one who wanted to fight

the Civil War again,

you find the pole.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> What happened?

There were

pigeons.

All of a sudden, they came right at me,

right at my face.

>> Pigeons?

You sounded as if someone's trying to

kill you.

>> That's just it. It was like they were a

attacking me.

>> The trouble with us is we're both tired.

Well, you wanted to see the old houses.

Come on.

Tim.

Hey, what's the matter?

>> Nothing.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> The swamp is alive.

Crawling with creatures of death.

Creatures that lurk camouflaged in the

undergrowth waiting patiently for an

unsuspecting victim.

And our young friend was alarmed by a

flight of pigeons.

Harmless, you say?

Well, you'll see that he has good cause

for alarm.

For those were no ordinary pigeons.

They were the pigeons from hell.

That is both the title and the substance

of our story.

Spirits come back from the dead to

guard their ancestral home against

intruders.

Spirits that in life had done evil and

now in death

return to feed upon the living.

Return each night driven relentlessly

by the spell of a terrible curse.

In our story, the living

I mean the players are

Brandon De Wilde

Crahan Denton

>> [music]

>> and David Wolf.

Join us now.

As night is falling.

In the old house where evil dwells.

Two

brave young brothers.

Dare to intrude.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> Anybody home?

Nobody's been home for quite a while.

Boy.

All the comforts of home.

Nobody here but us pigeons.

Tell you what, I'm going out to the car

and get the sleeping bags. Why don't you

find some firewood?

>> Why?

>> Why? We're going to spend the night

here, that's why.

>> I thought we were going to try to make

the next town.

>> You've had enough rattling around for

one day. You said so yourself.

>> But be careful. Remember what the gas

station guy said. Place is crawling with

snakes.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> Hey, aren't you going to do any work?

Or do I have to do it all?

>> Now, what's the matter?

>> It's those pigeons.

>> Why, they've really gotten under your

skin, haven't they?

>> I wish they'd stop.

>> Well,

they're not going to bother me.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> Ah!

>> [screaming]

>> John?

John.

JOHN!

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[snorts]

>> JOHNNY!

>> JOHNNY!

>> Take it easy, boy.

>> Johnny!

>> Easy, boy. Easy.

>> W- where where am I?

>> Take it easy.

Hardy here was [ __ ] hunting.

>> [clears throat]

>> He found you out cold in the woods.

Brought you back.

>> Kearney came over to my place to get me.

>> Who are you?

>> I'm the county sheriff. My name is

Buttner.

Now, what happened, boy?

Boy, now you tell me what happened.

>> My

my brother and I

we were in this

this old house

and

he

Oh, and John, Johnny!

>> [laughter]

>> What happened, son?

>> He's He's dead.

>> Now, listen, boy. You've got to tell me

what happened.

Mhm?

>> We

We found this old house.

It's deserted.

We were going to spend the night.

And I woke up

and he wasn't there.

And I heard him scream.

I ran to the stairs.

And I saw him.

His head

His his head was

>> [laughter]

>> smashed.

But he was walking.

With with a hatchet in his hand.

He was walking down the stairs

to me.

His

His head was split.

>> Now take it easy, boy.

>> But he

But he was walking.

He was dead. I KNOW HE WAS DEAD.

>> NOW BOY, take it easy. Come on over

here.

Here.

Here you are, boy. Come on.

Grab a hold here. Come on, take a sip of

this.

Do you good.

The most deserted house around here is

the old Blassingame Plantation. All

right, I'll get you shotgun.

We're going back there.

>> [music]

>> Howard!

Howard, you come back here.

Howard! Come back here. You [music] hear

me?

>> [music]

[music]

>> You're Timothy Bryant.

>> Yes.

>> Son,

I want you to go back to that old house

with me.

I want you to take me back to that

house.

Okay.

>> [snorts]

>> You coming?

All right.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> Come on, boy.

Come on.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> He

He came down those stairs.

Over there.

>> [music]

[music]

>> Tried to kill me.

Tried to kill me.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> His name's John Brunner, all right?

Tried to kill me.

>> Yeah.

>> You don't believe me, do you? You don't

believe anything I said.

>> You your brother came here to stay the

night.

He walked in his sleep.

Went upstairs.

Why do you suppose he went upstairs?

>> I don't know.

But from the moment we saw this house

it was as if he were

listening all the time.

>> Listen to what?

>> I don't know.

Just

listening.

And then those pigeons started.

>> Pigeons?

Pigeons? What pigeons?

>> Out there.

>> Did you see any pigeons?

>> They're not there now.

But I saw them.

>> Look, son, I've lived around here all my

life and I've never seen any pigeons.

Not a single one.

>> John did.

I did.

>> But they're not there now.

>> No.

Why don't you believe me?

>> Look, boy, it isn't me that has to

believe you. It's a jury.

>> Jury?

>> OF COURSE.

DON'T YOU KNOW THAT I'VE GOT A HOLD YOU

on suspicion of murder?

>> Murder?

>> Sure.

>> BUT WHY WOULD I MURDER MY OWN BROTHER?

>> ALL RIGHT, YOUR BROTHER SLEEPWALKS. HE

GETS HIS HEAD SPLIT DOWN THE MIDDLE with

a with a with a with a hatchet. He comes

back downstairs. He plants the hatchet

in the SLEEPING BAG WHERE YOUR HEAD

WOULD HAVE BEEN.

NOW, SON, it's much easier to tell the

truth.

>> But I've told you the truth.

>> Look, look, boy, boy, you and your you

you and your brother had an argument AND

YOU KILLED HIM.

>> NO.

>> You didn't?

>> No. If I had, don't you think I could

make up a better story than the one I

told you?

>> Maybe.

>> Look

Look, here's his blood leading right

>> All right, you killed him upstairs and

you brought him down here AND YOU

ARRANGED THAT.

>> I DIDN'T. I DIDN'T.

>> YOU DIDN'T?

>> I DIDN'T. I DIDN'T.

>> All right, boy, we'll see.

>> Where you going?

>> Upstairs.

>> Wait.

I don't want to stay here alone.

>> That's all right.

>> [music]

[music]

>> Look.

That's my

my

>> [music]

>> brother's

>> Yeah, yeah, yeah, I see.

All right, now stay behind me.

And listen.

>> [music]

>> I shoot faster than a cat can jump and I

hardly ever miss. So, if you've got any

ideas to put me away from behind, forget

them.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> Right right here.

This is where he tried to swing at me.

>> [music]

>> All right.

Come on.

>> [music]

[music]

>> It's blood.

He was hit right here.

Whatever hit him must have come

>> [music]

>> He must have been alive when he went

downstairs.

But

could he be alive after being hit like

that?

All right, come on.

Hold this, boy.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> The lantern.

Must be out of kerosene.

No, no, no.

No, there's plenty.

Wick's Wick's fine.

What's wrong with it?

I

Nothing.

Come on. Come on, I'll get out of this

room. Come on, go ahead.

>> [music]

>> Whatever it is up there, I'm not going

to tackle it in the dark.

>> What made the lantern die down then then

flare up again?

>> I don't know. I don't know. Come on.

>> Do you still believe I killed my

brother?

>> No, I don't.

>> Well,

can we take him back to town now?

>> No, not now.

>> You've got to tell people what happened

out here.

>> I'll think about it, son. You think

they'd believe your story?

>> Well,

you've seen it for yourself.

>> Well, do you expect them to believe me?

>> You've got to make them believe you.

>> The only way we can do that is to find

out what's in this house.

Whatever it is, he's probably here and

laughing at us now.

>> What are we going to do?

>> I I guess we better get your brother out

in my wagon.

And I'll come back in and

and wait.

Wait until something happens.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> What are you looking for?

>> I don't know.

>> Who is this?

>> I'm not sure.

One of the Blaisdell sisters, I think.

Miss Elizabeth.

She was the last one who lived here.

She lived here for years after her

sisters were gone.

>> Gone?

You mean died?

>> No, no, just left.

Townsfolk wondered how long they were

going to hang on to this house. It's

fallen to ruin, plantation gone, all to

weeds.

And when they disappeared, why, no one

was surprised.

>> She stayed on?

>> Yes, she finally left.

There's a rumor she went San Francisco

and got married there.

>> Do you suppose that

whatever's in this house now

could have chased them away?

>> Nah.

Nah, no. What I've just told you is

what's been told to me.

The last Blaisdell sister left here over

50 years ago.

Well.

Let's look upstairs.

Three sisters growing old in a place

like this.

No one to take care of them.

Nobody to work for them.

Why?

They had a mean streak in them.

All the plantation workers ran away.

With the exception of one, Jacob Blount

from Barbados.

He's still alive.

He's old, half out of his mind. They

beat him.

>> The sisters?

>> Yeah.

But he stayed on.

There was a young servant girl, Eulalie,

they beat her, too. Finally, she ran

away.

All right, let's take a look.

Here, hold this.

You see this?

>> That's funny.

>> Dust all over everything, tons of it.

Nothing on this keyboard.

It's as though

>> somebody plays it.

>> Maybe somebody does.

>> What's that?

>> Looks like a diary.

It's Elizabeth's name on it.

Very fine writing. Can you make it out?

>> [music]

>> I can sense someone

prowling about the house at night

after the sun has set.

>> [music]

>> And the pines outside are black.

>> Go on. Come on. Go on. Go on.

>> Often in the night, I hear a fumbling

at the door.

I dare not open it.

Oh, merciful heaven.

What shall I do?

>> The thing was after her, too.

>> All the help have run away.

>> [music]

>> My sisters

gone.

I am here alone.

>> What else?

>> If someone

murdered

my poor sisters

then Eulalie

>> Eulalie? Eulalie, what about her?

>> She named Jacob Blount. [music]

>> Jacob Blount?

>> And Eulalie

but she would not speak

plainly.

Perhaps

she feared [music]

I shall die as hideously as they.

>> [music]

>> Eulalie.

Eulalie, 50 years ago. Alone in this

house is not possible.

Come on.

Put that back.

>> [music]

[music]

>> What's wrong?

>> That door.

>> It's closed. I didn't shut it.

>> Well, maybe a draft shut it.

>> I don't think so. We would have heard

it.

Here, hold this.

>> [music]

[music]

>> We'll see, Jacob Blount.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> Jacob.

Jacob, come on, wake up.

Come on, Jacob.

>> It's Sheriff Buckner.

>> I got some questions I want to ask you.

Come on, boy. Get up.

Here you go.

Jacob.

Tonight, a

a boy was murdered over in the old

Bassenbill place.

>> Nobody there now?

They all dead?

All of them dead?

But, they come back at night.

>> What do you mean they come back?

>> All of them, the the pigeons.

>> Pigeons?

Jacob.

Who's in that house?

I think you know, Jacob.

Miss Elizabeth thought you knew.

Jacob,

we found a diary of Miss Elizabeth's.

She was afraid that her sisters had been

murdered.

Were they?

Eulalie would have reason.

They beat her.

Why did they beat an innocent servant

girl?

>> Eulalie was no servant.

>> What?

>> She was a lady of quality.

A Blassinville,

like them.

>> You mean

you mean Eulalie was their half-sister?

>> They had the same mother,

but different fathers.

>> That would explain part of it.

The sisters' rage at Eulalie, Miss

Elizabeth's terror of her.

That plantation, that house.

She could live there alone for years.

Jacob.

Jacob.

It is Eulalie in that house, isn't it?

>> Mhm? Life is sweet to an old man.

>> You mean

someone would kill you if if you told

us?

>> No human.

No human.

>> What then, Jacob? What?

>> The big serpent will send a little

brother to kill me if I told.

>> You've got to tell me.

>> I promised never to tell

when they make me maker of Zuvembies.

>> Zuvembies.

What are they?

>> Voodoo superstition.

They're women. They're

not human anymore.

>> You mean

he can turn women into

zombies?

>> Well, he believes it.

They all believe it. He believes it.

>> She knew I was maker of zombies.

So, she come and stand right there in my

hut

and beg for the holy drink.

>> Who came? Who came? Youle Lee?

>> They live forever.

Time mean nothing.

No hour, a day,

a year,

all the same.

She can command the dead,

the birds, the snakes,

the fowls,

and only

only lead bullet can kill.

Listen.

>> What is it?

>> No more.

No more.

If I tell,

she will come.

>> Who? Youle Lee?

She won't hurt you.

Jacob.

Jacob, you know. Was [music] it Youle

Lee?

>> [music]

>> Got to make an incision.

Bleed the poison out.

>> He's

dead.

What do we do?

>> We're leaving here.

We'll come back for him in the morning

light.

>> He said

the big serpent was sent a LITTLE

BROTHER.

>> AH, THAT'S BUNK.

THAT'S BUNK. IT'S SUPERSTITION. SNAKES

LIKE WARMTH, IT CAME IN and got in the

wood and

IT IT BIT HIM WHEN HE PUT HIS HAND IN.

THAT'S ALL. THAT'S ALL IT WAS TO IT.

>> ARE YOU SURE?

>> COURSE. IT'S NONSENSE.

>> ALL RIGHT, LET'S GET OUT.

>> [music]

[music]

>> I'VE LIVED around here all my life.

Never saw a single pigeon before.

>> They've come back.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> Why did they stay there so close to him

all night?

>> If nothing happens tonight,

what do we do?

>> We're going to have to take your brother

in and hope they believe us.

>> You think something will happen?

>> I don't know.

Yulalee.

She's only logical one, but

but she'd be so old, so very old.

Boy, why don't you stretch out and get

yourself some rest?

Hm?

Go ahead.

>> Do you believe what old Jacob said about

Yulalee?

>> No.

No.

>> [music]

>> Jody!

>> [music]

[music]

>> Sheriff?

>> [music]

[music]

>> Sheriff?

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

>> Boy!

Boy, you all right? Here. HERE, WAKE UP.

COME ON. COME ON, TIM.

LISTEN, LISTEN, YOU HEAR ME?

Come on, COME ON, KID.

You all right?

Yeah? All right, now listen to me. STAY

HERE. STAY HERE, you hear me?

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

>> Our three sisters

were all murdered

the way your brother was.

The way you were supposed to be.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

>> You lily.

You lily.

You lily.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[music]

[bell]