All language subtitles for Wild Eyed and Wicked

All right, Lily.

Today we're testing how
much you've learned.

This time I won't be telling you

the name of each
bird after it sings.

This time I'm just gonna
be playing the bird songs

and it's up to you to name them.

You ready?

Let's try.

Bluebird.

Golden finch.

Chickadee.

Mourning Dove.

Get back inside, baby.

Are you okay?

Lillian Pierce, get
back in the house!

Now!

Mom.

Remember to watch your
footwork before you are post.

I just get ahead of myself.

Oh, good. Let's go again.

No, you're... you're doing well.

You just gotta keep
sharpening up the footwork.

Yeah, and... and keep the
left shoulder bag, I know.

But anyway, thanks
again so much for this.

And, uh, yeah. Catch
you on the next one.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Oh, uh, I actually have a...

I have an extra ticket

to a DJ Starfish
concert next month.

Really?

Yeah, my girlfriend's
not a huge house fan, so.

I mean, I'd be
down. Super down.

Fuck yeah.

How has the fencing been going?

Fine.

I've been working on cursing
less at the students.

Cursing less at students

shouldn't be something
you have to work on.

It should be something
you choose to stop.

Yeah. Wow.

Profound.

Platitudes like
that what I pay for?

The problem with platitudes
is that they're usually true.

Should we talk about
your dad today?

You told me last time
that you were anxious

about him contacting you soon

because of the anniversary
of your mother's death.

Well, let's just
hope he doesn't.

Wouldn't be the first time
he forgot an important date.

And what about the nightmares?

- Have they been...
- Same.

But I'm not worried.

What do you mean?

Well, it's better to see Mom
in a nightmare than not at all.

Are you mocking me?

Me?

Never. I'm not funny.

Who said that?

Uh, my mom, my brother,
first boyfriend.

Well...

I think you're funny.

Only took you 16
dates to notice.

But who's counting?

Me. Definitely me.

16, what is that?

Like...

tin...

- copper?
- Head.

I hope.

See, you're funny.

Look, you did

sweet chili salmon

just seared to perfection

with, um, what?

Fucking like ginger
and I don't know.

Cream cheese mashed potatoes
and toasted sesame green beans.

Yeah. Toasted
sesame green beans.

You're... yeah, you're
definitely getting

whatever you want tonight.

Toasted sesame?

Is that what it was?

Or was it this green bean?

I love a green bean.

Everybody knows what happens
if you eat green beans.

- Wait. I...
- Shh!

- No, I don't want you to...
- What?

I just learned that I have to
go away for a week to New York

and...

I don't want you to think that
I'm, you know, disappearing

after the first time
that we sleep together.

I... Yeah, that's fine.

But I didn't want you to feel
like I was abandoning you...

or forgetting you.

For... Forgetting me?

Take a picture then.

Over there?

Whoo!

You know, like, maybe some,
like, over the shoulder.

Is everything okay?

Is that too much?

No, no.

Um...

hey, um, you want
help with your stuff?

Before you head home?

Seriously?

What?

Could I maybe just...

stay over?

I'm sorry. That was...

assuming of me.

We're not there yet.

No, I just...

It's okay.

You can talk to me.

I've just been having a
lot of nightmares recently.

That's all.

My dad was a sleepwalker.

So anything less

than chasing a
50-year-old naked man

down the driveway

is a peaceful night for me.

I...

thrash...

a lot.

Maybe with someone here,
it wouldn't be so bad.

I don't mind a 30-minute drive.

I just want you to...

want me to stay.

"Martha with her
sister possessed,

by the heritage of their mother,

the Castle Magdalene,

and Bethany, and a
part of Jerusalem.

Martha inherited quite
a bit from her mother.

It is nowhere read

that Martha ever had any husband

or fellowship of man.

Now there was, at that time,

a great half beast

having teeth sharp as a sword

and horned on either side.

Martha, at the
prayer of her people,

led it to town to be slain

"with spears and
axes of the people."

She led it to town to be killed?

I prefer the knights who
got their hands dirty

like Galahad or Roland.

Yes.

You love Roland, don't you?

Come here.

Ow! Fuck!

Lily.

Hey, Lily.

Lily.

Lily. Lily.

Lily, you won the touch.

Are you okay?

I know we talked before

about the facility in Chicago.

No, I... I told
you I can't just...

I can't just disappear

halfway across the
country for five weeks.

And I mean, I'm a
fencing instructor.

It's... the cost alone is...

I know, but we're running
out of options here, Lily.

Let us begin.

Situating ourselves comfortably.

Sit or lie down,
whichever you prefer.

You can choose to be
inside or outside.

And we will begin with
a breathing exercise.

First...

Close your eyes

and concentrate on how
the air around you feel.

- Hi, Dad.
- Hey, Lily.

How are you?

Why are you calling?

I, uh...

well, I'm sure you know

we're coming up on the 20th
anniversary of her death.

So...

well, I thought it's time

to finally get rid of
some of her things.

But before I did that,

I wanted to see if
you wanted any of it.

Yeah.

Yeah, of course I do.

Um, when are you doing this?

This weekend.

I know it's short notice.

You think?

You could stay the weekend.

I'll make dinner.

Hey.

How you doing?

"How you doing?"

Yeah, I gotta get
ready for New York.

I'm gonna do Rosetta Stone New
Yorker English on the train.

What are you attending again?

It's a conference for
sustainable solutions

for modern architectural needs.

Uh, how we are gonna use silk
worms for making pavilions

or like frog vomit for
roof tiles, I don't know.

Poor frogs.

Yeah, it's time those
little green bastards

did something for society.

What about you?

Have you got any
plans this weekend?

Maybe.

My dad invited me
out to the old house,

but it's...

creepy as hell.

The... uh, the new part
was built in the '50s.

The rest is pre-revolution.

Sounds kinda cool.

Sure.

I'm surprised.

What?

Just wouldn't have thought
you'd be scared of anything.

That's sweet.

Especially said to someone

who nearly clawed
your face off in fear.

Nightmares are different.

You're a, uh, special
catch, Willow.

I know.

You are, too.

Yeah.

I mean, how many
beautiful as hell

house music-blasting badass
fencing bitches do you know?

I know maybe two,

but I like red hair especially

when it's kind of
wavy, kind of curly.

The kind of
in-between, you know,

where it doesn't really
know what it's gonna be.

- That's really my type.
- Oh, my God.

Yeah. Well, that was good.

Hey.

I was gardening out back.
I heard your car pull in.

Can I have a... a drink
or something or...

It's a long drive.

I don't keep alcohol
in the house anymore.

- I promised, never again.
- Yeah.

No, I... I know that I...

Um, I meant, like...

tea or...

juice, or something.

Right.

I'll get the door for you.

Starling.

Blue jay.

Wood thrush.

Good?

So I, uh...

I, uh, joined a garden club.

There's a couple members,
old ladies mostly.

We chat and do lunch
and play chess.

It's nice just to...

help them feel good, you know.

It's good for me.

Really good for them.

They don't have much
companionship or much...

in common with the
younger generations.

My knowledge of history

- allows for a deeper bond and...
- You should fuck.

You know?

If you really wanna make
old women feel good.

Just saying.

I'll stick to chess.

Yeah, you'll contribute
the bare minimum.

And that's enough
for you to feel good.

I was hoping this
would go differently.

Why would this go differently?

Because you made dinner and...

you're telling stories about
how now you treat women better

than you did Mom?

Don't...

make me regret
inviting you here.

And there it is.

Like always.

Good guy routine gets
challenged just a little bit

and you hit the fuck off button.

Where you start talking
about the fall of Rome.

Well...

it wasn't a single
cataclysmic fall

so much as it was a slow decay
of the imperial system...

I wasn't asking.

So...

are you seeing anyone?

Yeah.

Her name's Willow and
she's an architect.

She's very successful
and very supportive.

How about friends?

Any luck with those these days?

Yeah, yeah, actually, um,

one of my adult students, Liam,

we hang out all the time.

How's it going?

Uh, well, my dad is
doing his whole...

"pity me, I'm a better
man now" routine.

I'm not having it. So...

kind of feel like
a bitch, but...

Why do you feel like a bitch?

He made me dinner and I told him
to fuck an 80-year-old grandma.

Hey, they need it too.

That's what I said.

Maybe just give him a
little bit of a chance,

you know, while
you're there at least.

Just a bit. Like, a
pinky of a chance.

That's right, boy. That's
right. That's right.

Okay.

Thank you...

for dinner.

Some of the fondest
memories of my life

are teaching you how to ride.

My favorite was the horseshoes.

You taught me how to shape
the iron and the forge.

That was cool as hell.

What? You ready for more?

You ready for more?

Yeah, that's right. That's it.

- You're getting rid of those?
- Yeah.

This is your
family's, not Mom's.

Yeah, I know.

A lot of the books weren't
hers either, but...

she obsessed over this stuff...

and I can't look at it
without thinking about her.

Is thinking about
her such a bad thing?

When it's all you
think about, yeah.

Whose idea was it to Marie
Kondo your whole fucking life?

You're not the only
one seeing a therapist.

It's the same therapist who
helped you quit drinking?

You say that like
it's a bad thing.

The cute one?

Yes. Yes, it is.

Welcome.

Today's meditation
will be focused

on achieving a deep relaxation

and oneness.

We will be reconnecting
ourselves to our bodies.

And so it's often best
to do this meditation

either alone or in a
place where you feel safe.

As we delve deeper
into our minds,

we will encounter energies,

frustrations, and fears.

Do not be concerned.

We will work through
them together.

And you know...

Lily?

I read that when sleepwalking,

it can seem like you're
in the real world...

but your subconscious
can create a half-world

where you're aware of the real
space you're moving through,

but your mind can still
dream things into it.

So that was probably all it was.

There's nothing out there.

I know what I felt.

Something was there
with her in the end.

Something that...

that took hold of
me when she died.

Maybe whatever it
was is gone now.

Please talk to me.

I'm concerned.

You barely even spoke to me

until I was 25.

I mean, yeah, we had
our... our moments,

we had the gardening
and horseback riding.

But what is this?

You're concerned now?

Why? What has changed?

Time.

My grandmother was the
same way, honestly.

She was a real bitch

until her 80s and
then she softened.

Something about seeing
the grave coming.

Dad...

Colon cancer.

Couldn't change fast enough.

70% chance of
survival so, not bad.

But I start chemo in two months.

I wish I could have...

changed the way
your childhood was.

I could have been around more

if your mom had...

Lily, she cheated on me.

I loved her always.

Still do.

I can't, um...

I can't get into this.

I'm sorry about your diagnosis.

I really am, but, um, I just...

I'm only gonna be here
a couple more days, so.

A couple more days?

What the fuck are
you talking about?

Nothing is coming for you.

You've had this irrational
fucking fear ever since...

since I don't know when.

Yeah, you don't know when.

'Cause you were never
fucking around for anything.

All you were doing was...
was, like, wallowing

for decades.

Have you even once

thought about things
from my perspective?

Sure, let's see, middling
history professor

knocks up his TA.

And then, oh, wow, big surprise.

Loses his career.

Then you expected
Mom to... to what?

Follow you forever just
into this future less life

with a ruined professor?

I loved her, Lily.

I loved her with all
my fucking heart.

You loved her.

And that's why you
were always moping,

never fucking present for shit.

'Cause you could not stand to be

in the same space as her
without her affection.

You couldn't stand to
be in the same room

as men she was seeing,
men she was fucking.

And don't tell me that I don't
know what I'm talking about.

You're right.

I never loved you
the way you deserved.

But I didn't deserve
this life either.

You're why I lost
everything. Why I lost her.

Thank you.

For what?

Finally admitting it.

Did they really have

so many monsters in the past?

These are just stories, love.

Have you ever seen anything?

You're too young for my
stories, little love.

Too young to hear about...

yellow eyes.

Wild and wicked.

Not ready to hear about the
pain that never leaves you.

Huh! I heard that.

Yellow eyes.

Jesus!

You look like you
were up all night.

Are you leaving today?

No.

You taking time off work?

I haven't taken a
vacation day all year.

It'll be fine.

How did Mom come to
be in your class?

She loved folklore and
everything medieval.

You know that.

And how did you
come to teach it?

Oh, that's a long story. But...

my family was into it,
I guess you could say.

"Into it."

I see.

You really dug deep.

Mom never read me this one.

But there's a page torn up.

Why?

Your mother, before the end,

started to believe
some wild ideas.

What sorts of ideas?

The book you're
holding is called

Those Creatures Born

Whilst God Did Sleep.

It is a compendium of
medieval demonography

written by a 12th-century friar

named Athol Beman.

Everything in this box...

should be burned.

It's a collection
of the last things

your mother ever wrote.

Letters mostly.

She said some... many...

terrible things.

Among them, though...

Lily...

there's so many crazy texts
in the Middle Ages like this.

Friars were drunk
most of the time.

Read.

"As for those..."

monsters and demons beyond...

the knowing of this
humble chronicler.

Beyond perhaps even the
comprehension of man,

we name them

innominatum met us.

And I beseech those tormented

to use against

their wretched tormentors,

a deadly

and powerful antidote to pain...

and in battle...

"let the matter be settled."

I... Innominatum met us?

Nameless fear.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Shouldn't you be
learning about the uses

of beetles sperm in
insulation or something?

Oh, I'll be hearing all about

the Beatles splooge soon enough.

But there was some time
between presentations

I needed to attend, so...

You could be checking
out the city.

I'd rather talk.

You still there?

Yeah.

I wanna show you
something I'm working on.

- Can I share an album?
- Yeah, of course.

Designs for my ideal house.

No way.

These are incredible.

Frog vomit roof
tiles and everything.

Why don't you come to New York?

What?

Yeah. Leave the past behind.

We could dance until
dawn, hit a few puffs.

What you need is
fresh air, new ideas.

I go on these walks where I
look at all the different ways

- that architecture just...
- Willow, stop.

What?

Come on, Lily...

I have... I have to go.

Sorry.

Talk later.

I can't believe this
shit. Listen to this.

"I can't take it anymore."

I can't take it anymore.
Greg is so weak.

He's so weak.

"I wanna hurt him sometimes."

"Lily."

I wonder if I should
have aborted her.

I could have been free.

I could have gone
anywhere, done anything...

"and been young."

It's possible that this
was just an exercise and...

and not an uncommon one,

to write all your
worst feelings down

in letters and then burn them.

Then why didn't she
fucking burn them?

Maybe she was going to...

but wasn't ready yet.

- A... and then...
- Then shot herself.

No.

No. There's more to this.

What the hell are you doing?

Making sure you're not dead yet.

Thanks?

I'm very tired, Lily.

Can we talk tomorrow?

Fuck this.

"I beseech those tormented

to use against these
wretched tormentors

and a powerful and
deadly antidote to pain,

and in battle let these
matters be settled."

Let's see how this
monster's claws do

against fucking steel plate.

What?

No, I've looked
through all the books,

and the one thing
I see universally,

the guys trying to kill
these things are armored

head to toe.

So, Mom...

This stuff, this was how
she was trying to escape.

It was her antidote
to... to pain.

Fuck.

Can we talk through this?

Sure. Yeah. Who
wants to go first?

Okay, I'll go.

When my mother was killed,
this thing attached to me,

and it's been feeding on my
pain the way it fed on hers.

It wants to scare me
away with these visions.

I wasn't gonna run so it
can keep fucking feeding.

Before Mom, maybe it was
connected to your dad, right?

You always said he was
a bastard, a tyrant.

And then... and then his
mother before him, right?

You always said your
grandma was this...

this depressive,
angry, awful person.

And then just back and back.

And then this thing
probably followed our family

over from Ireland.

I mean, maybe that's why
our ancestors came here,

- to escape it.
- What about me?

Maybe it's...

feeding on you too.

Killing you.

You gotta be kidding me, Lily.

You sound...

Say it.

That's not a foil
you're holding.

You hold it like
you mean to kill.

Not fence.

This isn't a sport.

You're not trying to score
by poking someone's foot.

Get your power and your
strength from your core.

So maybe you want it lower.

When you strike,
just get an impact...

on each one of those thrusts.

Oh, that's death.

Far behind, that's weak.
Here you have power.

Your mother did love me...

for a time.

But she got tired

of my relentless sadness.

She was young, of course,
she started seeing other men.

I should have forgiven her that.

She was a good person,

and I regret many
things I said to her.

I know she wouldn't want this.

She'd want you to
be happy. Move on.

Not fighting this old fight.

There is something out there...

and I need to kill it.

Remember Don Quixote?

He imagined different realities

from what was actually
in front of him.

He took everyday things

and made them part of
a great knight's tale.

Born to wallow.

You told me that.

I love you, Dad.

But I...

I don't need lectures.

I love you too.

Even if I've been
terrible at showing it.

We've both been
terrible at showing it.

Hey.

I, um...

I wanted to apologize.

Last time we talked,
I was a little...

terse.

You were.

But I also tried to
get you to come away,

so I'm sorry too.

I need to give you
the time that you need

and I shouldn't
have been that way.

Is there anything else I can do?

You know, to help
you through this?

Um...

there might come a time

when I tell you some crazy shit

and I just need
you to hear me out.

That's all.

Pineapple on pizza crazy,
or vegan cat crazy?

Anything you wanna
talk about now?

No.

Not on the phone.

Um...

when we're together
again, then yes.

Yeah. When we're together again.

Every day here, away from you...

I keep feeling as though...

it wasn't you who needed to
be pried away from there,

but maybe me who
needs to go to you.

- Um, you have a job.
- I know. I know.

I just... A feeling is a feeling

and I... I feel
like I let you down.

If you need to take
space from me...

I... I understand.

Is that your dad?

Oh, I'll call you back.

Keep trying, you fucker!
I'm coming for you!

You took my mom.

You're not taking me,
you're not taking my dad.

You hear me?

They always show armor
getting penetrated...

- in movies.
- Yeah, that's a crock of shit.

If armor didn't do its job,
no one would've bothered.

Sword feels right. Feels
like a part of mom.

I was thinking I might just
take the pistol too, though.

If you're gonna fight in armor,

don't take anything with you

that can be used against
you if taken away.

The sword won't
penetrate steel plate.

I did not kill your mother.

I tried to stop her.

I showed her what
would happen to you

if she's gone.

It feeds you, doesn't it?

This pain?

I can feel it.

You're trying to trick me.

I can't take it anymore.

Then leave.

Get some air.

Leave?

I'd rather die than have
Lily think I didn't love her.

I showed what she would do

and she did it anyway.

Your mother was a
monster, Lillian.

Let me show you
what she really was.

Lillian Pierce
back in the house!

Go home, Lillian Pierce.

You won't kill me.

If you wanna see Mom...

just sleep.

I'll be right there.

Young forever.

Just like I always wanted.

Better to see me
in your nightmares

than to not see me at all.

I stabbed it right in the chest.

Nothing happened.

This thing's gonna be
attached to me forever.

You know, I just
need to accept that,

like, live my life
the best I can.

Keep pissing the bed in
fear every now and then.

Won't have a relationship.

It's fine.

Plenty of people don't.

Let's say...

if you were following what
was written on that page...

Don't pretend that you believe
a goddamn word that I've said.

I wasn't finished.

What I was gonna ask is...

how are you satisfying the part

about those tormented

use a deadly antidote?

"I beseeched those tormented

to use against these
wretched tormentors

a powerful and deadly
antidote to pain

and in battle let the
matter be settled."

That's...

That's what I've been doing.

Using in battle a symbol
of ♪om's love the...

the armor that claws
can't penetrate.

She loved everything medieval,

yes, but...

what about you?

Maybe there needs to be more.

More of what you
specifically love.

Stop going through Mom's stuff.

Go through yours.

What if creatures
like this operate...

in a place in between?

One foot in the real world.

And one in another that we
can't possibly understand.

And fear is here to
protect us from that world.

Maybe it's a delusion...

and I have lost it.

I need someone to believe me...

and to see...

what I see.

I am right here.

I'm right fucking here.

Holly berries.

Beautiful.

Poisonous.

Fuck it!

Mr. Pierce?

Mr. Pierce, I'm Willow.
I'm Lily's girlfriend.

Lily told me about you.

Has she told you
what she's doing?

A little.

We may not have much time.

Is she in danger? Should
I call the police?

They'll never believe this.

How can I help?

Silvia.

I should have cut you out.

Fuck yourself.

You are not her.

You can't keep me off forever.

What the fuck!

Need a plan. Need an idea.

Willow.

Willow, listen to me.

Lily.

Dad, did you... did you see it?

Yeah.

Hang on.

Yeah.

He said just play the music.
He said just play the music.

Okay.

Dad, what do we do?

I wasn't enough.

That's not true.

That is not true.

You are fighting it.

Just like your mother.

And if she hadn't been alone...

maybe it would've
been different.

You didn't cower

like I've always
done for my fears.

And I am so fucking
proud of you.

We need this thing
drowning in poison,

not just slashed by it.

Dad, what are you saying? Dad?

I love you, Lily.

Should have told you that a
hundred thousand times more

than I did.

Let me be the father I
always should have been.

Dad.

Dad, don't take another step.

I missed your bedtime
story tonight, didn't I?

Why didn't I tell you
what I know by heart then?

There once was a
brave little girl.

And she was quick.

And she was strong.

And she was going to be okay...

even if her mom couldn't
always be there for her.

Because some things
are too much to bear.

But that brave little
girl was stronger

than her mom could ever be.

Willow, go help my
dad stop the bleeding.

I had rather claw
my fucking face off

than spend another day with you.

This is not who you were.

My mom was a human.

She was afraid and
she was in pain.

She wasn't a monster.

She died long ago
and you are not her.

Stay with me, Dad.

Is that just...

Is that all really just...

70% chance?

We are here now.

That's all that matters.

That's all that matters.

Let's go.