All language subtitles for Warlock.III.The.End.of.Innocence.1999.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

We'll rest a moment, love.

Sweetheart?

Sweetheart?

Where are you?

Come to mommy.

Kris!

Kris?

Where are you?

From the way he looks at you.

He'll call.

Are you sure
you won't come out tonight?

Yeah. I want to.

I just have drawings for Monday.

Why couldn't I be an art major?

I'd be doodling all this weekend

instead of memorizing the lives
of Russian tsars.

I'll see you later.

Ok.

And, uh, remember,

color inside the lines.

Aah!

You are such a child.

You got to be more careful.

I could've been anybody.

I wish you were anybody.

Nobody would scare me
like that.

I hate it when you
do that, Michael.

Hey, hey, hey. Nothing beats
a little scare now and then.

Gets the endorphins flowing,

you feel alive,

primal.

He'! -

a little out of control.

What is this about, Marquis?

Just a little power exchange,

a little role-playing.

Works for Scott and Lisa.

Oh, yeah.
They're the example to follow.

You can spank me later.

No, thanks.

I have other plans for you.

Michael.

Yeah.

Wait a second.

Honey, it's for you.

Hello.

Yes. Yes, it is.

You're kidding.

A house?

Um, y-yes,

I suppose so.

Um...

Uh, yeah, I, um,

l-I've never, um...

No. No, no, I'll...

Ok.

I will.

Thank you.

What was that all about?

That was a guy

from the historical society
up in Thatcher.

Only you would get a call
at 7:30 in the morning

from a historian.

We--

they... have a house.

I didn't even know about it.

A house has been in my family
for hundreds of years.

Somehow this guy
tracked me down.

The town wants
to tear down the house,

and they said I can go through
and take out family things if I want.

What?

You're not actually going there,
are you?

Why don't you come with me?

It'll be an adventure.

So it's like what, totally empty?

And we do what there?

You keep me company.

You know, support a friend?

Oh, right.

I'll go.

I mean, it could...

We could have fun, guys.

We could hang out.

You got finals, jer.

We all do.

Yeah, and, no offense, hon,

but you can study anywhere.

You know,
have sketch pad, will travel,

and all that,

but we need the comforts
of home, you know?

I mean, books, laptops,

takeout pizza...

Drugs.

Why do this, kris?

A couple of years ago,
when my mom died,

I found out
i was adopted.

They never told her.

The problem was that no one
from my biological family was left.

There was like no one

to ask the questions
you need answered,

like, why they gave you up.

Little things like that.

So if this means that I'm
gonna find out something,

then I'm gonna go,

even if it means spending the night
in some empty old house.

Yeah, well, just remember
Dr. zaius, baby.

Who is that?

Planet of the apes.

Charlton heston rides off
into the sunset

with the chick in the fur bikini.

Right before he finds
the statue of Liberty,

the head ape says...

"You may not like what you find."

Yeah. Hold on.

I'm out by the old Miller house.

Complaints again.

Yeah, it's banging this time.

Half a mind to think
it's the frozen pipes.

About 50 years
the place has been empty.

Anyway,

the town wants me
to check it out.

I shouldn't be long.

Aah!

Whew.

I can't believe
you won't come with me.

Look, we talked about this.

This is an important semester for me.

You know that, of all people.

I gotta score.

I need this weekend
with the books.

Sweetheart,
I'm doing it for us.

Oh, come on, Michael.

Hey, I got a great idea.

Why don't you go with Jerry?

We know he'd love to take you.
Hell, he'd drop out at the chance.

Yeah, like I might want
to be alone with Jerry.

Well, it's just a suggestion.

No, you know what I mean.

I love Jerry,

but not for a dark night
in a lonely house.

I mean,
is Jerry gonna protect me?

I don't think so.

You could.

Protect you from what, hon?

Michael, this is really scary for me.

I mean,
what if what Scott said is right?

Who knows what
I'm gonna find there.

Tell you what,

we leave on Monday after exams,

all right?
We drive up together.

Michael, they're pulling
stuff out starting Monday.

I want to get there now.

See ya.

Aah!

Oh, god.

Oh, god.
I am so sorry.

Are you ok?

Why are you here?

What do you want?

I'm looking for Thatcher.

The Miller house.

You've come back.

Yes.

What?

Go home.

There's nothing for you here.

No. I--i know that.

I'm looking for the Miller house.

Believe me,

you don't want to go to that house.

Right.

- Ok.
- Death's in that house.

It's all by design.

I'll find it myself. Thanks.

Where are you?

Come to mommy.

Kris?

You won't get this child, warlock.

I swear it.

She's mine.

She's been given to me.

Mommy! Mommy!

Oh.

Hello?

Hello?

Oh!

Whoa.

Uh,

ok, I'll come back tomorrow.

Oh!

So much for you.

Please help me.

Help me, kris.

Please, please?

Help me.

Please, please.

Aah!

Help, kris. Help, kris.

Help down here.

I'm afraid. He's coming.

Kris.

Kris.

Hey!

Whoo!

Man, we were like
banging for like an hour.

Where were you?

Shit, you did it again.

Did what?

The banging and the voices.

I don't like it when you
scare me, Michael.

Oh, right.

We're gonna get a lot
of work done here.

Maybe we should've slept on the lawn
so we didn't disturb you.

Lisa ...Just stick a flashlight
in my mouth...

I was just so
fucking scared, Michael.

Kris, hey, we got food.

We got, uh, vegetarian

for you and Robin.

We got meat for the men,

small child for Lisa.

And the wind was blowing
the windows open and closed--

whoa, wait.
What about the voice?

Plenty of toys.
Oh, check it out,

kris, we swiped the glasses
from the lounge.

Hey, can I get a word in here?

Hon, it's a typhoon out there.

We almost got blown off the road.

I mean, you're alone
in an old house.

The wind and rain and--

do all kinds of crazy things.

Honey,

we didn't try to scare you.

Yeah, he's telling the truth.

I mean, I was hearing some
crazy stuff out there, too.

All right, Michael.

What the hell are you guys
doing here anyway?

- Your boyfriend made us--
- hey.

Asked us to come up.

Something about supporting you
in this difficult time.

And we figured
we could study here.

In fact, it might be easier.

You know, no distractions.

Right.

Who was doing
that little girl voice?

What little girl voice?

Woah.

Guys, I've got your problem here.

Frozen...

Frozen pipe situation.

Guys.

Oh...

Whoa.

This is some good shit.
Mmm.

Hey, guitar boy,
no time for napping.

Everybody's got a job to do.

I was, uh, trying to fix
the pipe or something.

There was banging.

Nice going, genius.

Way to break the floor.

Glad you guys
brought sleeping bags,

'cause the accommodations
aren't much.

I don't like this place, Michael.

And there's nothing here
that's gonna tell me

anything about my family.

I want to leave first thing
in the morning.

Look, baby.

You gave yourself a good scare,

but now you got your crew with you.

You got nothing to worry about.

You'll see.

Tomorrow's going to be different.

I'll make a big breakfast.

We'll have a blast.

We'll search around.

I bet we find something.

Ok.

Everything above here is sacred.

Everything below here
is sacred.

Everything east of here is sacred.

Everything west of here
is sacred.

Morning, kids.

Morning, dad.
Mmm. Pancakes?

That's right. I got a batch for you
with soy milk right here.

Oh, my hero.

And hero to cows everywhere.

You would know.

Coffee.

Looks good, man.

Damn good.

Hey, you're in my no-fly zone.

I don't know,
it's kind of a dump,

but this place kind of rocks,
don't you think?

I don't know.

Hey, is it me, jer,
or is this thing getting bigger?

Well, look who's up.

Hi.

They want me to go
through family stuff,

and so far I haven't been able
to find any stuff.

It's like the house
has been turned upside down.

I mean, not even a book.

So great, that means
we can go back to civilization?

Come on.

I'm Mr. butterfield.

We spoke on the phone.

Oh, right. The historian.

Um, come in.

Thank you.

Can i--
can I take your wet coat?

Do you want some breakfast?

Uh, no, no, no, thanks.

I--i can't stay.

I, um,

just came to bring you
some papers to sign.

Um, permission to, um, take
some things off the premises,

that kind of thing.

Who is it, kris?

It's--lt's the historian.

The phone call.

Can you tell me about my family?

Do you want some pancakes?

How you doing?

I need to spend some time
with Mr. butterfield,

so I'll be with you in a minute.

Sure. No problem.

Um, I need to--

what can you tell me
about the house?

Ah. The house, the house.

Well, the, uh--

the house was once owned
by a man named Covington.

A horrible man, evidently.

He wasn't...

- Your relative?
No, no, no.

Why was he so horrible?

Well, there was, uh,

there was a lot of talk about
disappearing children,

ritual sacrifice,
that kind of thing.

Of course, uh,

all this was in the 1600s.

Uh, people did say those
kind of things those days.

Still, uh,

the evidence is
rather compelling.

What happened to him?

How did we get the house?

Oh, uh, he, uh,
he disappeared,

uh, quite suddenly,
mysteriously.

No one was very surprised,

or too upset, for that matter,

and then your ancestor

Katherine Miller,
she bought the house.

Oh, uh, her daughter

was one of those
who disappeared.

Are you all right,
miss?

Uh, yeah, yeah. I--

this is just the first time
I'm hearing any of this.

Ah.

Well, what I came to tell you was
that i--i do have some letters--

well, one long letter, actually,

written by your
great-grandmother in 1674.

I can't quite make it out.

The funny thing is,

it was written to a woman
named kris.

Maybe you were named after her.

Wow.

I have brought her to you,
my prince.

Your sacrifice as it was written.

A child of the caul

born on the blue moon,

and she has the blood.

This is my gift...

To your glory.

Yeah, man, but school is
not the real world, ok?

It's all crap.

It's not going to be anything like it,
not in a million years.

I'll get it.

You are a dreamer, man.
Big dreamer.

Yeah?

Hello, my name
is Phillip Covington.

Kris, this is Phillip.

He says he needs to talk to you.
He's an--

architect with
a particular interest

in old houses.

I've admired the house
for some time,

and I couldn't believe
my good fortune

that the Miller house
was finally open

and the owner home no less.

I'm just learning about
the house myself

from Mr. butterfield.

This house is actually quite famous.

It's been painted countless times.

It was even an artist's home
in years past.

I could show you some drawings.

You do realize the house
could be worth a fortune,

very powerful energy
in this place.

They say the wood was
brought over from Spain

from-- from an old church.

Can almost feel it.

Excuse me.

I've been town historian
here for 37 years,

and I've never seen any paintings.

And as an expert
on the genealogy

of the Miller family,
i can assure you

no artist ever lived here.

I'm afraid you're wrong.

There's one here right now.

Would you mind if I look around?

No, uh, be my guest.

I didn't catch your name, sir.

Wonder if you could tell me
your business here.

I'll need those letters.

For her eyes only, I'm afraid.

Wait a moment.

How did you know about
those letters?

Give them to me.

I believe I'll have a conversation
with young kris.

That won't be possible.

L...Can't...Breathe.

Then let me give you some air.

Those who forget the past
are doomed to repeat it.

Where's Mr. butterfield?

Oh, he couldn't stay.

He said he needed some air.

Oh, I didn't see him leave.

The storm is terrible.

I forgot to ask him
about the letters.

Oh, yes.
He mentioned them.

I'm sure he'll return.

What did he say about them?

Well, the contents
were rather vague.

Something about,
"we need a new mule,

the butter churn is broken."

The sort of thing those
poor folks worried about.

But enough of ancient history,

I really should be going.

No. Um, the storm.

Maybe you could stay just for lunch
or until the storm lets up.

Yes, i-- I suppose it would
give me more time

to see the house,
and to get to know you.

You could probably tell me
so much about this place.

Kris, you didn't have
anything for breakfast.

You want me to maybe
make you something?

No, I'll take care of it.
Thanks.

Um, you'll stay?

Ok. We're just
gonna be hanging out.

I hope it's not boring.

Oh, I'm sure it will be
anything but boring.

Quite a girl, isn't she?

You love her, don't you?

No.

Oh...

You can't hide it.

It oozes from you, lad,

nor should it be hid.

A man is never more a man

than when he truly loves a woman.

L...

Could help you

win her.

Uh...

We went to high school together,
and we are really close friends, but...

She has a boyfriend already.

She has Michael.

He's not her true love.

Anyone can see that.

She's a sensitive girl,

an artist.

He doesn't understand her.

Artists don't know
what they think

or what they want.

They only know how they feel.

Do you ever talk to her
about feelings?

About how she feels?

No.

So, I guess after lunch
you'll be, uh, what, going?

Well, actually,

I thought I'd ride the storm out here.

Your car doesn't work in the rain?

No, it's not the rain.

Come on, guys.
Don't give him a hard time.

You're an architect, huh?

So, you what, design houses?

No, lise, boats.

So what can you tell us
about this house?

Please.

Certainly. Um...

Few people know this,

but there's a series of catacombs

designed underneath the house,

an entire network of tunnels

built as an escape route
during colonial times.

Cool. Can we see them?

I'm afraid they've been sealed
for hundreds of years.

So, um, why'd you become
an architect?

It's my calling--
like Ms. kris' art,

like Jerry's music.

Like my golden touch.

You sell-out.

Like hell I am.

A few years of sucking at the tit
of the wall street money machine,

I can do my own thing.

Yeah, if you even know what
your own thing is by that time.

I just want to do my own work.

Even if it means waiting tables,
i don't care.

I don't want to be a player
in somebody else's dream.

Because, I mean,
you gotta be free.

Did you guys ever feel like
you had to do this thing

and doing anything else
is, you know,

it's like digging a ditch,

like a prison sentence?

Exactly.

Free to be a waitress.

That sounds like bullshit to me.

She won't be a waitress.

I mean, she'll be an artist,

an artist with ketchup stains,
that's all.

Thanks.
That was nice.

Interesting amulet.

Oh, thanks.

It's kind of like my protector.

Yes. The, uh...
Diana stone, isn't it?

The huntress.

No demon can harm you
as long as you wear it.

Yeah. That's right.

So, uh, is she a close friend?

She's my best friend. Why?

Nothing.

She's surrounded
by her closest friends.

That's good.

The future captain of industry.

Hey, whatever it takes.

To?

To live the good life,
to not have to struggle,

to make it.

You've known bad times?

My old man a dreamer like her,

but you can't feed your family
on dreams, right?

Your father disappointed you?

That's the fucking understatement
of the year.

And you're afraid
you'll be just like him?

Hell, no.
I'm nothing like him.

I imagine not.

You're a different person.

You have a different heart.

You may be better served
trying to be more like Michael

than trying to be
less like your father.

It's all a matter of emphasis.

He)!' You guys...

That man, the architect,

has he been talking with you?

Yeah, Phillip, he's cool,
don't you think?

Hm.
Did he ask you about kris?

Yeah. So?

I don't like this.

What?

You don't like what?

His snooping around,

the questions.

Have you ever noticed
the way he watches us?

Oh, Jesus, Robin.

Chill.
He's an architect, right?

He wants to learn
about the house.

So, of course,
he's interested in kris.

That's why he's here.

He's gonna ask questions.

Did you give him anything?

Did he take anything from you?

No. Why?

Nothing.

Don't trip out, he's cool.

What is it, sweetie?

Michael!

Michael!

Michael!

Michael. Michael.

Mi--

kris, kris, wake up.

You were having a nightmare.

Oh, god.

It was so real.

Well, it's a good thing
i came in when I did.

You're thrashing around
like a mental patient.

Thanks for the image.

Look, kris, that guy Phillip,

do you know where he is?

He was in my dream.

No. I figure he is checking out
the house. Why?

I get a bad vibe.

You get a bad vibe
watching cartoons.

Yeah, that's right, like
those old bugs bunnys,

the ones that are about
death and hunting--

Robin...

What's this about?

Look, just do me a favor.

Don't give him anything.

Huh?

I think he's bad, kris.

The way he watches,
what he asks about,

about you,
about how close we are to you,

the things he knows.

I threw the tarot about him.

The news wasn't good.

Meaning?

Meaning,
he's not what he seems.

I think he's a witch, kris.

A warlock.

Ok, I thought that you said
that you were a witch.

I am, but it's different.

True followers of the craft

practice their powers
for the good, for the earth,

for the occasional
love potion, of course,

but anyone can learn
to use those powers.

Ok, so what do we do?

Ok, listen.

"Witches, warlocks,
and other demons

"that commune with the devil
work their spells

"with the aid of a personal item
from their victim.

"If the item
is given willingly,

the spell has that much
more power."

So I won't give him anything?

That's right.
Just as a precaution.

Ok. He's different,
I'll give you that,

but he's a demon,

and he's going to cast spells
on us, and--why?

I don't know,
but I'm gonna find out.

In the meantime,

promise me you won't
give him anything.

Ok.

His plans...

He'! -

I just want to thank you
so much for the advice

that, you know, you gave me.

I've never seen her
react like that before.

You're welcome, lad.

Uh, this...

Remember, I told you
I'd let you see

some of my music?
Check this out.

This one's about kris.

They all are.

Don't tell her that.

His song is his soul,

his soul is he,

and as it burns
he'll belong to me.

Now, Jerry, I need you
to do something for me.

You two, man...

But that's, like, the whole point
of natural selection.

Every few years, there's, like, this
thinning of the herd, you know?

That's why we've got wars
and famine, plagues.

Check it out.
We've got chicken flu,

mad cow, ebola, aids.
I mean,

I'd say we got two years Max.

So, have fun while you can.

Amen, baby, amen.

Looks like I'm getting
a lot of work done down here.

Look, I'm going back upstairs.

Call me when it's time
to make dinner--

that is if the world
is still standing.

I know who you are.

What do you want?

What do you want from us?

The Miller girl.

You're going to give her to me.

No way. Never.

Then die.

It's that simple.

Are you... looking for this?

Oh, yes, it's yours.

Ahh .
Azarak, zmerak, aroma.

Wow, this stuff really works.

Yes. Yes, it does.

But in naive hands
it's merely a parlor trick.

Azarak, zmerak, aroma.

Azarak, zimerak, arodia!

For each of your spells,
i have 20 against them.

Be still, young witch.

Where's Robin?

She was gonna make sauce.

I don't know.
I haven't seen her for a while.

Have any of you guys
talked to her about Phillip?

She thinks he's bad news.

I agree.

I don't trust the guy.

Lisa likes him though.

Look,

I don't like him, ok.

Jeez, you get one incredibly
handsome guy around them,

and they get all jealous.

What do you think, Jerry?

What? You talking to me?

Phillip. What do you think about him?

He's a good guy.
He's smart.

How would you know he's smart?

Leave me alone, man.

You know,
I'm gonna forget that, bitch,

but you better watch
your manners next time.

- Scott.
- What?

I was just fucking around.

It's almost time.

Oh, you scared me.

Time for what?
Oh, time for dinner.

Except if we didn't bring
the spaghetti strainer,

it's gonna be a long night.

Your timepiece...

It's quite old.

Huh?

Oh, the watch.

That's funny.

Funny?

It was my father's.

Pretty much the only thing
he ever gave me

that was worth anything.

I should sell it.

I could get it appraised for you
so you're not taken advantage of.

Right on.

Rob...

Robin...

Oh, god.

The father's son will end this day

just like this fruit, in death's decay.

I'm really worried about Robin.

I mean, how do you get lost
in a house?

Are you kidding?

She's probably meditating
in a closet somewhere.

You know how she is

if the vibes aren't right
or something.

Yeah. I mean, don't you remember
last year at the lake?

She hid in the closet
for what, four hours,

because she wanted to
get into her own head?

They found her playing a sitar,

jacked up on millet cookies
and wheatgrass.

Yeah, but if I remember correctly,
she did achieve head space liftoff,

and weren't we jealous.

You know, you guys can all make jokes,
but I don't know anybody

more perceptive or sensitive
than Robin.

And she's a really good person.

She would never make fun
of you behind your back.

She's a freak.

- Fuck you.
- Ok.

What, kris?
I'm just saying.

I know what you're just saying.

Hey!

Could everybody just chill?

Huh?

Hey, man, you ok?

You don't look so good.

You're all yellow.

I'll be fine. It's probably
just indigestion or something.

Sweetheart,
are you all right?

What?

You're ok, aren't you, Jerry?

I have a headache.

Jeez, this is one sickly bunch.

Well, you make sure
you stay healthy, ok?

This is ridiculous.
I'm gonna find Robin

if I have to turn
the house upside down.

I'd appreciate some help.

I'll see if I can place her.

Great.

Take care of yourself.

Hey. Look what Phillip gave me.

Supposedly, it was used right around here
to get the witches to confess.

Hm.

You know, we always
wanted one of these.

Yeah, well, I thought
it was really sweet,

so I gave him that drawing
that kris did of us.

Oh, yeah.

Use'?

Lisa?

Lisa, come on.

Where are you, baby?

Use'?

Lisa.

Aaaaaaaaaah!

Robin?

Robin?

Robin?

Robin?

Robin?

Robin?

Aaah!

Under his hideous spell,

those closest to you
are forced to betray you,

or suffer an agonizing
and cruel death.

How say you?

Take her.

Then, on the blue moon,

you, the child of the caul,
daughter of a witch,

were taken to his lair
as his evil sacrifice.

Mr. Miller.

Take her.

Ofcourse,
i knew how to defeat him,

or thought I did, for I was
a woman of the craft,

and I had the talisman.

But I made a horrible mistake:

I didn't kill the evil,
and only now do I know

the only true way to kill
the warlock is to...

Ls to what?
Ls to what?

To what?!

Jerry...

Jerry...

Jerry, we gotta get out of here.

We gotta find Michael,
and we gotta get out of here.

Jesus, Jerry!

Michael?

Michael!

Be still.

Michael?

Michael!

Michael...

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

You.

I've waited a long time...

A very long time.

I want you gone.

So desperate to find out
who you are.

Do you want to know, kris?

You don't know me.

A child of the caul,

born of witch's blood.

You'll be sacrificed,

and as your blood runs,

I'll raise from the pits of hell
a woman,

a consort,

who will mother a race of evil

the world has never seen.

It is my purpose, my destiny,

and yours.

You're insane.
That is not who I am.

I am not a witch.

No, you're not.

That's clear.

You're a scared little girl,

and you don't have the power,

but your mother did.

You have her blood.

That's all I need.

[ Gasps 1

Jerry?

Michael!

Scott!

How ironic,

when it is i
that need your friends

for the sacrifice
to have its effect.

It's an inconvenience,
but as they say,

"the devil is in the details."

Let me show you something.

Aaaaah!

Aaaaaaah!

What will they do, kris?

Do you think they'll forsake you
to end their suffering?

Perhaps you'll be saved
by young Jerry.

His two loves:
You and music...

But after what I've done to him,

he'll forsake you,

or he'll never hear
another note again.

And then there's Michael,
your great love.

Well, he's literally
turning into his father.

Unfortunately,

his father is dead.

It's of no use, kris.

I've sealed the house.

The sacrificial child
must be given to me.

Do you give her to me, friends?

- Yes.
- Lisa: No!

- Take her.
- No!

- I can't!
- Please, baby...

- Do what he wants!
You give that bitch up!

I'll do what you want.

Don't worry, Jerry.

I can hear you,
as you can hear me.

I can't.

No matter what you do to me.

I love her.

I see, Jerry.

Yes.

Let me show you something.

I won't do it.

The others have already
forsaken her, Michael.

Are you willing to die for her?

Aaah!

Aah!

No!

As is the piece...

So is the whole.

Kris!

Michael!

Now, Michael...

This could last a very long time.

I'm sorry, kris!

Take her.

See you soon, kris.

Michael!

One more loyal friend to go.

Michael.

Jerry. Oh, god.

Let's go.

Jerry... let go of me.

Jerry...

No! Jerry, no!

She's yours.

Jerry, oh, my...

No!

No! Jerry, why?!

No! No! No!

Jerry, why?!

Would you like to see
what I showed Jerry?

The one fate worse
than his deafness?

The one thing that
turned him against you.

Yeah, like I wanna
be alone with Jerry.

I mean, is Jerry
gonna protect me?

I don't think so.

Yeah, like I might wanna
be alone with Jerry.

Oh, I don't think so.

Yeah, like I might wanna
be alone with Jerry--

yeah, like I might wanna
be alone with Jerry.

You see, kris...

Jerry was actually quite strong.

He'd withstand anything

except the idea
you thought him a joke.

That, to him,
was worse than death.

You're sick.
I didn't say those things.

Not like that.

Motherfucker!

Let go of me!

No! No!

No!

Somebody!

Michael...

Michael!

No one can hear you, lass...

And if they could,
they'd be of little help.

As much as I relish your screams,

I do need to concentrate.

People believe they live
many lives, kris,

repeating life's lessons...

Over and over...

Until they reach paradise.

But some of us--

those of the witches' blood,

or those born into it--

are literally reborn intact

into the very same lives
as they were before.

I've waited 350 years
for this moment.

Do you remember?

When you return, kris,

it will be as the bride
of Lucifer himself.

And, kris...

He'll never let you down.

Obedon...

Asmodeus...

Astaroth...

Belisle...

Belphegor...

Sammael...

Rofogael...

Angels of hell, hear me.

Prepare our dark prince Lucifer

for his new bride.

Ah!

You won't escape me
this time, kris.

There's no one here
to help you now.

I'm afraid mommy's
not coming.

Ah!

You can't use the talisman.

You don't have the power.

Yes...

Yes, I can.

You don't have the power!

No!

You think you can defeat me
with my own weapons?

No.

With mine.

I'm sending you away, my love...

As we talked about.

You will never be safe here now.

I'll join you when I can,

but remember,

no matter what happens...

I'll always be with you.

I'll remember.

Strength.

Strength and courage
tempered by judgment.

Spiritual strength overcomes evil.

Fortitude and the joy of life.