All language subtitles for (rapidmoviez.cr) Beyond The Door (1974)

Ladies and gentlemen,

may I ask for your
attention, just for a minute.

Soon you will be caught up in the events

taking place on the screen,

and then you may forget all about me,

well, almost, anyway.

You see, I must confess
to a certain feeling of

propriety towards the story
that's about to begin because,

immodest though it may sound,

I play an extremely important
part in the proceedings.

In fact, without me, there really

wouldn't be any story at all.

Of course, you won't actually see me.

Unfortunately, in recent centuries,

that has gone out of fashion,

although there was a time
when I was always being

painted or impersonated
in one way or another,

and, as you know, I've always
been given the best lines.

However, like all of us,

I've had to learn to adapt
to what is absurdly called,

a rational age,

and I've done so by,

well, shall we say, by going underground,

and, no doubt, some of you,
the Rationalists, the skeptics,

will say, like the little
girl in this picture,

that what you can't see can't exist.

Well, my friends, you go on thinking that

as long as you can,

because, sooner or later,

one way or another,

you will discover your mistake.

Anyway, now I will leave
you alone, in the dark,

and let my little story take over.

Enjoy yourselves, but, don't forget,

that that stranger, sitting
in the seat next to you,

could be me.

Dimitri.

Dimitri, why have you let her get away?

I could have used her

as my instrument.

But you denied me.

And now,

I deny you.

You pitiful wretch, you
crawling, groveling slave.

How long, eh, a year?

10 years?

Forever?

How much longer do you want
your miserable life to last?

You want 10 more years?

What is 10 years?

A grain of sand in the
immeasurable desert of time.

There you are, you see.

10 years have almost gone by already.

Just a few more days, and they'll be over.

Do you want these few remaining days.

Very well, I'll give them to you.

But you must use them for my purposes.

You must find a house,
a woman, that woman.

You must find the child she
is carrying in her womb.

You must find me.

If you succeed in bringing
the child to birth,

if you succeed in ripping
it out of that woman,

maybe I'll let you live
for a few more years.

Maybe.

But for now, don't forget,
you have only a few days

in which to succeed or fail.

I shall be watching the clock,

and look, the hands are
already beginning to move.

Stop.

No, no, no, it's too dead.

It's got about as much balls
as a castrated jellyfish.

And Charlie, you're coming in all wrong.

It's too weak,

and you have a quarter note rest in there.

Use it, will ya.

Da, da, da, da, da, rest.

Da, da, da, da, da, da.

Got it?

All right, let's try it again.

Okay.

From the top.

Stop.

What's the matter with you guys?

Sounds like a jerk-off
session in the bathroom.

If you could play your instruments

as well as you play with your tools,

you might sound a bit better.

Yeah, baby.

But I never had to play a
36-bass solo on my tool.

Hi Jessica, hi monsters.

What do you say we...

Look at the big shot athlete.

Nice try, Tarzan.

Well, did Mr. Barrett have a good day?

Not bad, we cut a good disc,

and my secretary's convinced
she's gonna lose her virginity.

Oh, fantastic.

Now perhaps she'll be a
little less hysterical

when she answers the phone.

I doubt it.

What's more important

is I think we've got a big hit coming up.

It's a fabulous number.

It's called Bargain With the Devil.

Did you remember to buy food for my fish?

I sometimes wonder

if you really cared about anything

except your blessed aquarium.

You shouldn't
be jealous of my hobby.

It's pretty harmless.

After all, I'm an artist.

I could be screwing every
girl in San Francisco.

You're not going to tell me

that you consider
yourself so irresistible.

If I'd ever thought a thing like that,

certainly wouldn't have married you.

I could have done a lot better.

Hmm, thanks very much.

Holy shit, Ken, did you
get a load of that crap?

When they carry on like
that, I swear to God, kiddo,

it makes you wanna puke.

I'll tell you something, man,

there are times when bringing
up parents is a real pain.

When dad starts trying to
get all sexy and with it,

that's a real bad scene.

Hey, remember that crazy nickname
you gave him, what was it?

Asshole.

Whee!

Jessica, has
it ever occurred to you

that our kids might need to see a shrink?

Why because Ken occasionally

comes out with words like that?

He picks them up from Gail

who gets them from that ridiculous book.

Why does she always carry

a dozen copies around with her?

Does that seem normal to you?

When I was her
age, I had 15 identical dolls,

and I was very old.
- And Ken,

sucking on cans of pea soup all day long?

All kids are
greedy about something.

God damn it I forgot my book.

Hey, you son-of-a-bitch.

Barbara's coming
to Ken's party, too, you know.

She promised to help us out.

Well thank God for that, we'll need her.

With all those kids coming,
we could use the Marines, too.

Hey, Jessica, what's next?

Three spoonfuls of
sugar now don't overdo it.

I guess you're right.

There'll be Pat and Ruth and Randolph.

Thanks for
sparing me the complete list.

It's bad enough to think of them

all crawling around my feet this evening.

It's alright for you.

You grumble, but
basically you rather enjoy

this invasion of Martians.

I do my best to be a good parent,

which is more my darling gonna be...

- A pinch of arsenic,
- I really can't imagine

how we'd manage without you.
- poison banana.

From the moment
you set foot in the apartment,

you haven't done a damn thing.
- Not true.

Not true.

Contrary I've been extremely busy.

A spoonful of warm spit,

- You don't believe me, huh?
- and grated bats feet.

Moment, for example,
I'm deeply engrossed

in the incredible existences

of fish, including their
methods of reproduction.

Fish you know have remarkable qualities.

They're silent,

clean,

take up very little space,

and

invariably get along very well together.

- You clumsy ape.
- Just like you kids.

Ken knocked it over, now
there's nothing to bake in.

They get on very well together.

Ah, bullshit.

Ken, pick it up, will you.

Go stuff yourself, Gail.

Pick it up or
I'll stuff you in the oven

instead of the cake.

Well,

I've nearly finished.

Next time it's your turn.

You can do the decorating
for Gail's party.

I think by then the ladder will
be off-limits for me anyway.

What do you mean?

Well, I was planning to make
an announcement tonight, but

I might as well tell you now.

I think the time has
come to prepare the den

for the third Barrett.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I had them do the test twice.

It's definite.

Hey Jessica, it's ready for the oven.

Coming.

What about the pill?

You must have forgotten
to take it a couple times.

No I haven't missed a single night.

I don't understand it either, darling.

Mmm, this is gonna be good.

Robert?
- Ow!

Robert!

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

I was just thinking, we are
two, and they'll be three.

They'll hack us to pieces.

In that case,

we'll just have to call
the neighbors in for help

when they attack.

Jessica?

Barbara?
- Hmm?

Barbara where's Jessica?

I don't know,
she was here a minute ago.

Jessica?

Jessica?

Jessica.

Jessica!

What's wrong?

Jesus Christ, Jessica.

What's the matter?

What happened, when did it start?

Are you all right?

There take it easy.

You feel a bit better?

It's the baby.

I feel as though it's

suffocating me, trying to kill me.

Sit, come on.

Sit.

Just relax, honey.

It's okay, now.

Everything will be fine.

You'll see.

No.

No it won't.

It won't.

I think it's gonna hurt me terribly.

You're probably just overtired.

I don't want to have this baby, Robert.

I don't.

We'll talk about it later.

Okay?

Okay.

You go back, I'll,

I'll try and put myself together.

Sure.

I love you.

No, I'm sleeping alright,
very deeply in fact.

Except that lately,

I've been waking up and suddenly
in the middle of the night.

And do you know what's weird?

Almost always when I do,

I don't know where I am at first,

and then when I roll over

and see Robert sleeping peacefully,

I'm perfectly all right again.

Well that's nothing to worry about.

Believe me,

that sort of thing is very
common during pregnancy.

What I don't understand are
the dates you've given me.

The fact is Jessica,

the results of your tests

show that you're pregnant all right,

not by seven weeks though,

but by three months.

Three months?

But that's impossible.

I was completely regular
till seven weeks ago.

I could hardly be wrong about that.

I've already had two children.

But please leave no room for doubt.

I admit that I'm baffled
by the whole thing, too.

Anyway, the important thing to do now

is to keep you under close observation.

Tell me the truth George,

there's no possibility
that the child will be born

abnormal is there?

Don't you think George
would have told you

if there was any danger?

He's a good friend.

He's known you for years.

Why would he want to
hide anything from you?

Come on.

How about trying a smile, what do you say?

Everything will be fine.

Relax.

Even if we weren't expecting
the little bastard,

when he shows up we'll be glad to see him.

I'm afraid we'll have to cancel the trip

we planned to Europe this summer.

We'll do it next year,

or the year after.

Europe will still be there.

We'll just buy an extra
ticket, that's all.

Meanwhile you cut down on the budget,

and I'll try and sell a few more records.

Children are a rather
expensive proposition nowadays.

Well, I guess the only real problem

is finding the right name for it.

What do you think about Steve?

Or Mark?

Or Robert?

Or how about Judy if it's a girl?

I think I'll go crazy
finding a name for it.

Well, let's not
go crazy, we can always

pull a name out of a hat.

Are you kidding?

We've got to choose very carefully.

A name is so important.

It absolutely decides how he'll be.

Take my name for instance.

Don't you realize what
my name's given to me?

Oh yes.

Sweetness,

deplorable romanticism,

and one hell of a great ass.

Let's get back to the studio.

Can you drive me?

Oh, I'm sorry I can't.

I want to pick up Ken from school.

Okay.

I think they need company today.

All right baby.

See you tonight.

No.

No it's not that.

I'm alright.

I'm perfectly alright darling.

I'm just upset that's all.

Please Robert, please forgive me.

Well I know it meant so much to you.

I know it's no great tragedy.

No, but...

Well I'm telling you now.

It wasn't an accident.

I wanted to break it.

It wasn't an accident.

I wanted to break it.

I wanted to break it.

Jessica?

Where have you been?

Where the hell have you been out there?

What's happened to you?

Answer me.

Answer me!

Jessica.

What's happening to us?

Let's sit over there.

And the whole floor
was covered with mud.

I've never seen Jessica in such a state.

She seemed almost transformed as if

some kind of trance or
caught up in a nightmare.

Her hair and her face were soaked.

Her coat was completely drenched.

A person would have to have walked

for hours in a downpour
to get as wet as that.

It was pretty strange, huh?

Where's the salt?

Oh.

But I'm afraid the most
worrying aspect of it all

is Jessica's physical condition.

What do you mean?

You told her it wasn't serious.

I didn't want to frighten either of you

until I'd had a chance

to study the situation more thoroughly.

The fact is, I've never come
across a case like this before.

So I researched other case histories

to see if I could find any precedents.

I consulted every medical
journal I could lay my hand.

I wrote to research centers
at all universities.

What's happening to Jessica seems to be a

biological absurdity.

Biological absurdity?

By God George, what are you trying to say?

That the development of the fetus

is proceeding with
absolutely incredible speed

at a totally absurd rate of growth.

You see Robert,

modern biology attributes
to certain psychic phenomena

which it is unable rationally to explain

the power to create severe
physical disturbances

in the patient, so violent

that they interfere with
the cerebral activity.

It's just a theory,

but Jessica's strange
behavior seems to confirm it.

Anyway, I've asked a
colleague of mine in Boston

to give me a hand.

I've already sent him Jessica's charts.

But surely something can
be done in the meantime?

Just leave it to herself
without trying to help her?

The important thing now
is not to let on to Jessica

so her emotional stability is not upset.

We've got to find out
what's going on in her head,

but we can't risk sending
her to a psychiatrist.

She gets suspicious immediately.

We need to get someone who's
fairly close to her to help,

someone she'd talked openly to

immediately suspect if they
started asking questions.

How about my wife Barbara?

I wish I knew what was the matter.

I'm lonely I guess.

Probably because Robert...

Robert what?

I don't know, he's changed.

He's become strange lately.

Sometimes he stares at me in silence,

and sometimes he talks
incessantly for hours at a time.

You know how men are

when they're trying to convince
themselves of something,

they have to try and convince you, too.

Of what I'll never know.

But it certainly isn't easy to live with.

I don't know.

Maybe he's just working too hard.

If you had the choice,

what would you like most at this moment?

A boat, a
beautiful, graceful boat,

in which I could sail away all by myself.

The classic
get-away-from-it-all syndrome.

But that's a cop-out, isn't it?

Maybe, but you asked me
and that's what I want.

Just to glide across the waters
without a care in the world.

You seem
frightened of something.

I wouldn't say frightened, exactly.

It's another sensation.

Sort of, it's a piece of the past that,

that the one thinks is buried
forever in one subconscious

suddenly surfaces again.

It's taking over

my mind against my will.

Are you referring to
that man you spoke of?

- Yes.
- What brought it on?

Have you seen him?

No.

I've never seen nor heard of
him again after that night.

I rushed out of the place and
left him just standing there

rooted to the spot.

I thought he'd tried to follow me

and make me go with him
again, but he never did.

I just went once, and I was
only there a few minutes.

I was scared out of my wits.

I was so young.

Oh God I only wish I could
forget the whole thing.

Ken,

what's the matter?

You've got to stop that,
or it's gonna blow my mind.

Man, if you don't quit crying,

you're gonna have a real bad trip.

For Pete's sake, get under the blankets

and cool it, will ya.

If you can't count on enough sheep,

tell yourself some dumb fairy story.

Kids, open the door.

- Christ, what now?
- Come on hurry up.

Gail, I told you never to lock that door.

I didn't lock it.

Ken, what is it?

What's wrong?

Why didn't you call me?

Why must you always waste time, you idiot?

I didn't waste time.

I gave useful advice.

Hey man how's that for a bruise?

My god, Ken, how did you get that?

His forehead's burning, too.

Jessica, Ken's got a high fever.

I'm gonna call George.

Trust Robert to
make a whole big scene

over a little lousy fever.

If he just took a suppository,
he'd be absolutely fine.

Nice big breath.

Now open your mouth.

Say, ah.

Ah.

Now open wider.

That's it.

Ah.

That's a good boy, keep it up.

Ah.

All right, now let's see.

Open your eyes, open.

That's it, look up.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Everything's fine.

- What about that bruise?
- Oh come on Robert,

haven't you ever seen a bruise before?

He got hit by something.

Maybe Gail knows about it.

You mean I slugged him one, right?

Man, when anything goes wrong around here,

it's always Gail who has to be blamed.

Nobody's blaming you for anything, yet.

He just got a little fever, that's all,

nothing to worry about.

The kid's a little bit on the
thin side, though Jessica.

Is his appetite poor?
- He'd gobble seaweed

if you gave it to him,

but mama doesn't like
her little son to eat.

Shut up!

Jessica,

what's got into you?

I'm fed up with her lies.

She didn't tell you, did she,

that he stuffs himself all day
long with candy and garbage.

Your child seems to be in
a great hurry to be born.

There's no point in keeping it from you.

I'm sure you realize it yourself already.

It's really no wonder
you feel a bit strange.

Not only strange,

completely out of it.

Sometimes for no reason at all I,

I get so hostile and violent,
I can hardly contain myself.

George, I want an abortion.

I don't want to have this child.

I'm afraid of it, George.

I'm afraid of what it'll do to me.

I'm afraid it'll drive me mad.

I must be free of it.

Can you understand that?

- Yes Jessica, I can but...
- if you don't help me,

I'll do it myself.

I'll do anything to get rid of it.

Listen to me Jessica.

Your symptoms have alarmed
me from the very first visit.

I said nothing so as not to worry you.

The fact is, I took the liberty
after consulting Robert,

of having your case studied
by specialists in Boston.

So far, they've not come
up with any answers.

Now regarding an abortion we,

we naturally considered the
possibility of using that

as a last resort.

So, you agree?

Yes.

Should we come to the conclusion that your

pregnancy creates a definite
hazard to your physical

or mental health.

Just as I thought.

I knew it.

Is that all you're going to do to help me?

Jessica?

What is it?

What's gotten into you?
- You filthy murderer.

This is my child, mine, do you hear?

I'll never let you kill it.

It will be born.

I'll kill anyone who
tries to take him from me.

I assure you he will be born.

Jessica wait!

Hello, may I speak to
Robert Barrett, please?

When will he be back?

Oh, all right, forget it, thank you.

Where are you going?

Look behind you.

Who are you?

What's happening?

Look behind you!

Come in here, come on.

Now we can be alone
together just two of us.

You sit in that chair.

It's comfy, huh?

Try rocking it.

It's like a swing.

Swing high, swing low,

back and forward, forward and back.

Higher.

Higher.

It's fun, huh?

Here comes Gail.

Careful, Gail, if you sit
down there, you'll crush him.

Crush what?

All right, what have you hidden here?

A mouse, a worm, a spider?

Oh bullshit.

There's nothing here at all, kid.

He's not a mouse, or a worm or a spider.

He's my buddy,

and there.

And right now he's resting.

Sure, sure.

You jerk.
- You're the jerk,

'cause when he's not resting
he follows me all over

and listens to everything I say.

Sure, schmuck head, sure.

He's invisible, but he really exists,

and the only person
who can see him is you.

But to you there's nothing
surprising about that.

It's just as normal as can be, right?

I think you're nuts.

I suppose everybody else
is supposed to be scared.

Are you?

Scared of what?

How can you be scared of
something you can't even see?

No man, if you can't see something,

it means it can't exist.

No way.
- Don't say that.

Hey,

Gail,

he might hear you.

Ken, shh.

Mommy'll hear you and then she'll get mad.

You'll wake her up with all
the racket you're making.

You know she's not feeling well today,

but she's supposed to be resting.

I think mommy's just fine.

Hey, would a doll drown if
you held it down under water?

In a way yes,

'cause it gets so wet
and filthy and horrible

that you'd have to throw it away.

But that's the way I like them.

Do they ever talk?
- I bet they do, sure,

but they only talk to each other

when they're all alone
and no one's around.

I guess that then they
get down off their shelves

and go wandering about all over the house.

They probably do exactly the same things

that they see us doing

because I'm absolutely sure

that they're watching us all the time

sitting up there unable to move

but following everything we do.

I'd love to watch them
walking about on their own,

wouldn't you?

No, I wouldn't, and I'm hungry.

Hungry, hungry, hungry.

Okay, I'll go get some goodies.

Ken.

Ken.

Come on out, wherever you are.

Man, really scared me.

Come on.

Mmm.

That looks good.

Mommy.

Mommy.

Mommy!

Jessica?

What are you doing?

Seems they had some

kind of a terrible dream.

Terrible dream?

But it's only a little past eight.

Eight?

Don't you know the children sometimes

sleep during the day?

They get tired out from playing,

oh, and driving me crazy.

I don't understand
you sometimes, Jessica.

You act as if you just woke up.

What?

Oh.

Yes.

Some afternoons,

I don't much like what I see around here.

I feel suffocated.

I want to escape.

So,

I sleep.

It's like,

it's like going away somewhere.

Jessica,

you're really uptight.

What's bothering you?
- I don't want you

sticking your nose into my
private affairs, understand?

You want to know everything,
my thoughts, everything.

You don't give me room
to breathe, never, never!

Papa, don't leave Ken and
me alone again with mommy.

Ah, it's you.

So I was right.

You've been following
me, spying on me, why?

There's no need to be afraid.

I have been

waiting for an opportunity
to speak to you.

I think perhaps you realize
now that you need help.

Excuse me, but I don't understand.

I don't know you,

and I don't recall asking
for any help either.

But your wife, Jessica.

Doesn't she need help?

How do you know...

How do you know her name?
- There are

many things which

you will come to understand.

Jessica's pregnancy,

her behavior,

her absences.

The children's strangeness.

Many things.

But, first it is,

it is essential that you come to trust me.

I don't know what you want,

but from now on you'd
better keep your distance.

Stop following me.

Stop listening to my conversations.

No wait, wait.

If you reject my help you
will bring upon yourself

the most terrible suffering.

Just listen to what I have to say, and

you, you may be able to save Jessica

and

the one

yet to come.

That's all I ask, just

listen and then make your own decisions.

Come.

Robert, there are certain people

who are the prey

of

negative forces.

Jessica is one of these unfortunates, yes,

it's true.

She is

the victim

of a power whose strength is
beyond your comprehension.

Listen to me Robert, carefully.

No doctor can possibly
explain her pregnancy.

- What do you mean?
- It is not explainable.

It is

a mystery.

There are two things

you must remember.

First, Jessica must not be
allowed under any circumstances

to go far from the house.

Secondly, and most importantly,

no one must attempt to
interfere with her pregnancy,

you understand?

The child must be born.

I shan't follow you again.

After what's going to happen,

Jessica will seek me.

Jessica,

how do you feel?

Any better

Jessica?

My god, Jessica can you hear me?

What's the matter?

Jessica.

Can you hear me?

Answer me.

Look at me.

It's me, Barbara.

Don't you recognize me?

Oh.
- How is she?

It's hard to tell.

She's been moaning a lot.

Now and then she moves her eyes,

but in the strangest way.

She still has a fever, a high one too.

Come on, let me get you something to eat.

Now, you're thinking.

Who are you?

Who

are

you?

George,

help me,

please,

George

Get out of here you
piece of shit, get out!

George?

Who are you?

George, George, please help me.

Free me.

Do something for me, George, please.

Come on, you filthy pig,

lick the vile whore's vomit.

George?

You gonna help me George?

Take me away from here.

George.

Get out.

Get out, you fucking whining turd.

Someone else must come here now.

Leave me alone.

I'm cold.

Don't leave me, George.

Stay here, George.

Dimitri.

Dimitri.

Come on Dimitri.

Inside this house swims the worm.

Dimitri, I'm waiting
for you, you know I am.

I'm frightened.

I'm so frightened.

You can't keep Jessica here.

After what happened last
night, you must realize that.

Try to convince her that

she needs protection against herself.

She's not in control of her faculties.

Robert be reasonable.

She's got to go into a hospital.

I've been thinking about something.

What?

Last night,

when Jessica was screaming,

she called out a name,

remember?
- Yes, Dimitri.

Well,

that's the name of the man
she loved before she met me.

You don't really think
something's going on there do you?

I don't believe it.
- No, nothing like that.

But for the last few days,

a man has been following me.

Everywhere I go,

he's there.

Watching.

Yesterday, he stopped me on the street.

He wouldn't tell me his name,

but I'm sure it was him, Dimitri.

How can you be sure?

You never met the man.

Jessica told me about him

when she and I first knew each other,

and from her description I'm convinced

that the man I met yesterday was Dimitri.

At first sight,

he seemed quite an
insignificant sort of man,

except perhaps for his odd habit

of always living in
little hotels on the port

or in houseboats on the bay,

but when you got to know him better,

you realized that hidden
behind that ordinary facade

lay an extraordinarily strong
and magnetic personality.

I found myself gradually

coming more and more under his influence,

until I suddenly realized

I couldn't do without
the security and strength

which he gave me.

Almost without knowing what I was doing,

I would question him for
hours about his travels

which had taken him all over the world,

and his knowledge and wisdom

opened up new horizons to me.

The little world I'd lived until then

seemed hopelessly limited and petty

compared to the fresh discoveries

which his experience seemed to offer me.

How could one fail to believe in him?

How could one fail to
fall in love with him?

It's him, I'm sure it is,

and I think he can help Jessica.

Now listen
Robert, you're exhausted.

Your nerves are worn to shreds.

God knows it's not surprising,

but we've got to take
Jessica into hospital.

Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow.

All right, I'll
make the arrangements.

You stay here with her.

Don't go out of the house
for any reason whatever.

Don't forget, huh?

You mustn't leave her alone.

I'll call you later.

How'd you get in?

What are you doing here?

Jessica needs me.

She

brought me here.

Does she know you're here?

She knows everything,
as you will eventually.

Eventually?

She's got to go to the
hospital immediately.

No.

Listen to me Robert,

Jessica needs my help.

My help, you understand?

There's no one else who can help her.

And the child must be born

here in this house.

No one takes her away,
you understand that?

No one!

She stays here!

I'm sorry,

Robert.

I'm

sorry.

There's something I must tell you.

Something you, but

something

you've got to know.

Robert,

I

knew Jessica

many years ago.

Yes, I loved her,

and because I loved her,
I want to try to save her.

I must try.

Yes, I must,

must try to save her.

She,

she was

always with me.

Now across the years,

she's called me

to this house.

I would like to try

to save her and the child,

to bring her back to you,

to save her, to make her happy.

That's all I want.

I wish I could trust you,

but why can't she go to the hospital?

Because she would die.

It's as simple as that.

You must let her

stay here for a few days along with me.

A few days?

Yes, alone.

Do you realize what you're asking?

Go away,
Robert, get out of here.

Leave me alone with Dimitri.

Obey her.

It's the only way.

I am the only one who
can help her, believe me.

Please, Robert, go away.

No, no, don't come in here.

Leave me alone with him, please.

Come.

If only for a few hours, leave the house.

When you run into George,
don't listen to what he says,

and remember

Jessica's life

is in your hands.

Go.

Dimitri,

stay here in the house.

Your 10 years are not quite up yet.

You have one more day.

Thank you.

I came here, I obeyed your orders.

You want

someone else.

You are someone else.

No, my savior.

Why can't I

live?

Pussycat, Jesse.
- I'm not going.

Please,

let me

come in.

Let me come in!

Help me!

Help me!

Like me, you have no name,

a name which cannot be spoken.

Let me die.

Demon,

get out of my

brain.

My memory.

Robert!

What are you doing?

I told you not to leave Jessica alone.

She's not alone.

What do you mean?

Barbara's with the kids,
I just left her at home.

I know.

That man's with her.

He came after you'd left.

I talked with him a lot,

and I really think he could help Jessica.

Anyway, I've decided to follow his advice.

What advice?

Not to move her from the house,

at least not for now.

You must be kidding.

Jessica must go to the hospital.

She needs treatment, she needs tests.

These things are impossible to do at home.

I'm convinced medicine
can't help her in any way.

And I'm
convinced you've gone crazy.

Maybe.

Anyway,

that's how it's going to be.

Robert, how can you trust
someone you don't even know,

believe a perfect stranger?

Who is this Dimitri?

Where the hell does he come from?

What right does he have to
endanger Jessica's life?

Do you realize the
responsibility you're accepting?

It's my duty to stop you

placing Jessica and the child's safety

in the hands of some crazy quack.

You can't stop me from
doing anything, George.

I'm absolutely positive
Dimitri can save Jessica.

I,

I feel it.

You feel it?

And that's enough to make
you defy your doctor?

I'll be seeing you George.

I am sure you made the
right decision, Robert.

I'm not sure.

Perhaps I was wrong.

And you haven't done anything for her.

She's been unconscious
for hours and hours now.

I'm afraid she could be dying.

No.

She is not dying.

She will not die

as long

as you'll trust me.

Inside of her, a new life is struggling

desperately to compel
itself into existence.

You cannot know the dreadful suffering

of a spirit which is striving

to emerge from the world of darkness.

I'm sure you don't believe

that spirits come back to this earth,

but they do you know, Robert.

And their return can be terrifying.

I can see that you still
don't trust me completely.

All right then,

call that doctor friend of yours.

Let him come over and submit
Jessica to one of those tests

he was trying to sell you.

After that, you will have no more doubts.

That's impossible.

Let's try again.

Except for that registers
no variation at all.

Robert, it's unbelievable.

Jessica shows absolutely
no cerebral activity.

Clinically she might as well be dead.

No,

it's not unbelievable.

It's exactly as I thought,

but I tried to kid myself,

and she's very much alive.

She's suffering I know.

Suffering a lot.

You didn't believe in that man,

but it's all happening
as he said it would.

Dimitri, the clairvoyant.

Dimitri.

She's under a kind of arcane influence.

If only that man can save her.

That man is crazy,

and he's managed to
make you crazy as well.

Dimitri.

That man.

Fools.

You blind stupid fools,
that man is tricking you.

That man doesn't exist.

I am in that man.

The child must be born.

Yes, I will soon be born.

I'll kill you first.

Hey, excuse me, do
you know a man called Dmitri?

Tall guy, beard.

Robert.

Robert.

Where are you?

Why have you left me all alone.

Robert.

Will you help me?

You come help, Robert?

I need you.

Robert?

Why am I here?

What have I done to you?

Start remembering.

I think my parents were scolding me.

I was near the lake, and it was raining.

I got home.

She was soaking wet.

They were angry with me.

I was staring at the
things that were happening.

Ah, it seemed to drown me.

I can't remember anymore.

Nothing more.

Now I feel a pain in my arm.

My head's exploding.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Your eyes,

your eyes are so,

so sad,

and I feel so terrible.
- It's almost time.

You'll soon be getting better.

Why am I tied up
like this, like an animal?

And the children?

Where are the children?

Don't think about the children now.

They're fine.

They both sent their love.

Oh God.

The pain driving is me crazy.

Please Robert,

come near to me.

Untie me,

please.

I can't.
- Why not?

Please Robert, please.
- I can't Jessica.

You'd hurt yourself.
- I'm hurting now.

I'm hurting so much it
couldn't be any worse.

Help me, Robert.

Please do what I ask you.

I can't stand the pain any longer.

I'm gonna go mad.

For God's sake, untie me.

Okay.

This...

You see,

when you play with them you get hurt,

but the game is nearly over now.

When the evil spirits
have had their pleasure,

when they have caused us enough pain

to satisfy their needs,

they will leave.

Evil

cannot create.

It can only repeat,

but repetition which
continues for an eternity.

Days and months can pass in an instant.

An instant.

That is why Jessica's pregnancy

has gone full term so quickly.

The evil has penetrated.

It is within her womb.

Now is the time.

The time has come for me to intervene.

The child

must be born.

It must be

brought out into the light.

The evil one

must be prevented from carrying it away

into the realms of darkness.

Tomorrow,

I must act

alone.

Essie was a very strange man,

but with exceptional powers.

I don't believe in those things.

Yet you're here for an explanation.

He was very well thought of
in some circles around here.

They say he succeeded
in curing many people

when doctors had given up

and made some of them see
things that weren't there.

He talked a lot about things,

about those things, that
you don't believe in.

Can you tell me anything about a

girl he had a relationship with?

She was much younger than he was.

Oh yes, very very well.

She was pretty.

They said that he bewitched her, but

I'm not at all sure it
wasn't the other way around.

She's a strange girl.

After the death, I never
heard any more of her.

Whose death?

His death.

He died many years ago.

Died?

Are you sure?

Sure of course I'm sure.

It was a car accident.

They never recovered the body.

Strange, there's someone
who swears he's saw him.

Could be.

Despite what you may think,

certain spirits do return you know,

some of them with evil intent,

and that can be very dangerous,
especially to the innocent.

I know many people who were
able to go back into the past,

and some who were able to
come back into the present,

but you would never believe such things.

You can't stand the thought
of their existing being

so powerful and strong as to break through

the barriers of time and space,

and to take a malignant
pleasure in causing suffering

to the weak and innocent,

thereby fulfilling some
mysterious project of vengeance.

Dimitri, Dimitri, poor Dimitri.

So, why, Dimitri.

What's holding you back?

Dimitri.

Dimitri,

don't be frightened.

It's time.

Would you like a little more time?

The time is coming.

You're frightened,

aren't you?

You only have a few more minutes, minutes,

a few more minutes.

Dimitri,

the time

has come.

Come.

Come.

Come!

Dimitri,

now you are in this house,

inside this woman.

Soon you will be in new born child.

I'm waiting for you, Dimitri.

I am waiting for you.

Only you can help me.

Now your time has come,
doesn't that make you happy?

Come in, come in.

There's no need to be frightened.

I'm your friend.

The moment you've been waiting
for has finally arrived.

Dimitri,

I am waiting for you inside
the guts of this whore.

Make her spit out this vile creature

which will renew your life.

Remember Jessica, how beautiful she was,

sensitive like a child.

I chose her to come into
the world through her.

You fool, you let her get
away that time, remember?

Take off this jacket.

Now, Dimitri,

now the child must be born.

For you Dimitri,

the child

must be born.

Come here,

Dimitri,

come here.

Now, do what I tell you.

Plunge your hands into her.

Plunge your hands into
her so that you may live.

Do what I tell you.

Rip the creature out of her.

Plunge your hands in and rip it out.

Filthy corpse.

I smell the stench of your rotting flesh,

you pitiful idiotic fool.

Did you really think I would
save your miserable life?

I gave you these illusions,
Dimitri, illusions.

I never intended to let you live.

I did it for my amusement.

Let me live!

I can't stand the pain, the pain!

Pain?

What do you know of pain?

What do you know of the
sweet pain of endless hatred,

the loneliness of living
always in another's body,

the knowledge that you
will never be yourself?

Nobody knows the exquisite
suffering of the damned,

but you will, Dimitri, for
you will die in my image!

You lied, lied.

You lied,

you lied.

And I give you eternal damnation.

Oh, lied, lied, lied, lied!

I

have used you,

like everyone else,

for my amusement, even this

infant!