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[♪♪]

[suspenseful music]

[birds chirping]

[suspenseful music]

[loud thud]

[mysterious music]

[Betriek humming]

Come here, little mouse.

[rat squeaking]

Hello.

[loud thumps]

[woman screaming]

[screaming continues]

[rat squeaking]

[suspenseful music]

[loud clatter]

[dramatic music]

30 YEARS LATER

[phone vibrating]

Betriek?

You can hear it in just a sec.

Shouldn't you go pick up your daughter? It's nearly four.

[phone ringing]

There you are.

Why have you picked her up already?

You know I don't want her riding with you.

I've got her now.

You want me to turn around? - That's not the point...

Wait. Gotta go.

[horn honking]

-[Hanna laughs] -[chuckles]

[phone beeps]

[exhales deeply]

[♪♪]

[door opens]

Hey, little monster. Home already?

Gran drives faster than you.

-Oh?

We were here in one minute.

Wow. That's fast.

And I sat in the front. - What? Hanna.

What was so important that you couldn't answer the phone?

Nothing.

A lunch meeting.

Would you take this to Roel? And some bread.

[knock on door] [Roelof] Yeah?

-Oh.

Hey, Hans. - Ah, dinner is served.

Don't worry, we'll let him go this time.

Although this thing is still not permitted.

Want another drink? - Next time.

[door closes with a creak]

Why were they here?

eat with mum later.

They asked if we'd seen the Bag Man.

-Oh.

He dug some deep holes in the bog.

They found something strange.

-Hm.

I saw him on my way here.

They'll run into him then.

Is it good?

-Mmmm.

Mum made it.

-[grunts]

-[laughs]

-[laughs]

[mellow music]

[bird calling]

[spade hitting ground]

Dig, dig, dig...

[suspenseful music]

[dramatic music]

[somber music]

That's not my boy, right?

-[indistinct conversations]

[♪♪]

What's wrong with that man, Mum?

I don't know, sweetie.

He's sad.

What's all this?

-Hallo, hallo, hallo, hallo.

Hey, put your seatbelt on. - Gran lets me sit without.

[♪♪]

-[Sonja] Really glad you could come

on such short notice, by the way.

-No problem. I'm excited to see it.

-Yeah.

So, we don't know how long she's been exposed

to the outside air-- -Okay.

-But locals found her about four days ago.

They thought it was recent 'cause it's so well preserved.

Oh, watch your step here.

Oh, I believe you know Lennard.

-Hi, Lennard. Good to see you again.

-Good to see you. -Is Radu around?

-Yeah, he's around somewhere. -Good.

-I can't say what an honor it is--

-What is going on with that?

I saw it on the way in.

[Sonja] Unfortunately, they found the man who was digging

in his own pit this morning.

-Dead? -[Sonja] Hm-mm.

Yeah, they say he died of hypothermia.

A heart attack, resulting from hypothermia.

[Jonas] That's terrible.

And the pit?

-Well, we're not allowed to check it out yet.

-Oh, of course.

-Shall we?

So, we've tried to protect the site from the elements

as well as we could.

I hope it's satisfactory.

-Yeah, okay.

Okay.

Sorry.

Sorry.

That is incredible.

[♪♪]

Look at that.

Isn't she beautiful?

[mysterious music]

-[gasps]

[breathes heavily]

[loud regular thumps]

Mum? Mum!

Mum. Hey!

Mum.

Goddammit.

Hey.

It's okay. I'm fine. - Tell that to the doctor on Monday.

No - Yes. You bet.

Mummy? I had a bad dream.

Another one.

And when I woke up, you weren't in your room.

I'm not going anywhere without you, puppet.

Promise? - Promise

[Betriek gasps]

What?

Nothing.

What?

[♪♪]

Did you see someone in the garden just now?

-Nee.

I thought I saw someone. - Yikes.

-[exhales]

It really looked like a guy. - Close the curtains.

[Betriek gasps]

Did one of you go outside just now?

See?

Betriek saw someone in the garden.

Are your doors locked? - Yes.

Maybe it's the Bag Man. - He's dead.

What? - Hans told me.

And you didn't tell us? - It was hypothermia.

Nothing strange.

So it can't be him.

Well, terrific.

[♪♪]

[Hanna] Mama.

Mama.

Mama.

What's up? - Grandad is quarreling.

Wat?

[muted chatter]

Are you making a scene?

God, it's cold.

I'm doing my best, but no one here speaks Dutch.

-Sir, can I help you?

Here's another one.

Yes, yes.

Again, we don't want folks in our garden at the crack of dawn.

-We had someone walking around the house

this morning. -One of ours?

I suspect someone in your digging club.

The next idiot who comes sniffing around

won't live to tell the tale.

-What he's trying to say is that

[clears throat] the next time something like this happens,

this person will probably not receive a very warm welcome.

-Ah, okay. So that's what he's saying?

-Something like that.

Did you tell him? - Yes, it's clear.

-Mooi.

[Jonas] So...listen.

I'm sorry that this happened.

I will make sure to tell my crew

not to go exploring on their own. Okay?

-Are you guys digging for treasure?

-Yeah. Something like that.

I only ever had this at night.

I'm not driving the car at night, am I?

And the scan?

They'll tell you at the hospital.

You've been through this process a few times now.

At some point, it's useful to find out...

if this is triggered by something

other than physical causes.

Has anyone ever discussed that with you?

It's been discussed. - Right.

In some cases...

unprocessed trauma can cause lots of physical symptoms.

It may sound strange, but therapy could be a solution.

-Ja.

We'll consider it.

This is a sensor. It has a tiny eye.

So if an elephant tiptoes around the garden...

An elephant? They don't live here.

No, but at night, the eye will see it.

[clicks]

And then we'll have a picture.

What are you so upset about?

[plaintive violin notes]

[knock on door]

-Ja?

[door opens]

Oh, sorry. It's not important.

It's fine.

Put something on the door, when you're recording.

What's up?

No need to worry about me.

I feel fine.

Okay, good.

[sighs]

[muted chatter]

[Jonas] Okay. I have another one.

When, after the plane is landed,

and people jump out of their seats,

grabbing their luggage,

like they're in a terrible hurry.

But then, of course, the doors don't open

until 15 minutes later.

And they all stand there,

just cramped together in the aisle

like a bunch of idiots.

I fucking hate that. -[laughs]

That's a good one. Yeah, that's a good one.

-Thanks.

-No worries. -[laughs]

-Shouldn't you join them again?

-Nah, we're doing fine.

I could just sit here and exude authority.

-Okay. -Yeah.

-Yeah.

Oh, what about people who take everything

that's even remotely considered free?

-Okay.

-You know, like, um... ah, like those bags of sugar.

They-they don't need them, but they take them anyway.

-[laughs] Is this about your mother again?

-Oh, my God. She is terrible!

She collects those things like a hamster.

Yeah, and when we have guests, she presents them

with this whole array of sugar bags

which she stole.

-[laughs]

Wow.

-Yeah, she gets under my skin. -Uh-huh.

-As your local guide, I would advise you to try the...

Witte Koppenjenever next. It's absolutely delicious.

-Oh, um, I'm pretty sure I had several of those already

and I'm not sure that I can sit here and exude authority...

I think I'm getting a bit too relaxed...

[Betriek] Men who keep their socks on in bed.

-Socks, yeah. Bloody philistines.

You know what? I think I have to call it a day.

-Are you okay?

-[gagging, coughs]

Ah, for helvede!

What have you done to me?

-Don't fight it.

Lovely.

Yeah, we would just drive and play gigs everywhere.

Sometimes for like five people, but that was fine too, you know?

[Jonas] Does your daughter remember it?

[Betriek] No, but she likes his voice.

I played her some songs of us in the car.

He had a very beautiful singing voice.

So does she, actually.

-No chest pains, no fatigue, no nothing?

-No.

-His heart just said fuck it.

No more oxygen for this asshole.

[inhales deeply]

How's the head?

-Trying to avoid sudden movements.

[laughs]

You know, I am usually better at handling hard liquor.

-[Betriek] Yeah. -I'm Danish and all.

-Of course. Of course.

-[laughs]

There must be like a million guys out there

waiting for a chance to make you happy.

-[laughs]

Well, I'm sorry to inform you that I'm not really considered

relationship material around here.

-Come on.

-No, seriously.

They're all afraid.

Family curse.

-[scoffs] Family curse? -Yeah.

-'Cause your husband died?

-Yeah, that... and some other stuff.

It's a boring story.

-Nutshell.

-Well, my grandmother was murdered when I was a kid

and they never found out who did it.

[Jonas] Wow.

-My dad went a bit crazy after that,

started drinking, lost his job.

My mum became emotionally unavailable.

And nowadays, she's suffering from this mysterious illness

nobody really seems to know how to deal with.

I escaped it all for a while when I went to New York.

But then Neil died,

leaving me with this little firecracker called Hanna.

-Jesus.

That sounds like a...a proper curse.

-Yeah. Doesn't it?

-This is me.

Well, thank you for telling me all of this

before we spend a whole evening together.

-[chuckles] Well, usually, it takes a little bit longer

for disaster to strike, so... I'll stay out of your way.

-Yes, please.

-I'll see you around.

[loud boisterous chatter]

[children singing]

[children singing]

Edwin? - To the stake.

Louder. - On the stake.

Edwin? - Yes?

But she's not really a witch, is she?

[soft music]

Yes, I like it. Good.

-Ja?

In principle.

It's not exactly what I thought.

We already have something that works.

I think this gives it more punch.

True. True.

But does it need punch?

I wonder.

Will I see you later?

I'm not sure if that's a good idea.

Okay. Up to you.

At all.

Because of the music?

No, that has nothing to do with it.

Why? Have you decided? No, not yet.

-Oké.

[receding footsteps]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

-Mama!

[♪♪]

[soft whispering]

Will you read the Panama book?

Again? - Just the pictures.

-Oké.

-Mama? -Uh-huh.

Can we do this forever? - Do what?

Read books.

Maybe you want to do that with your own kids one day.

Nah, I prefer you to keep doing it with you.

-[chuckles]

[crickets chirping]

What are you doing?

I won't stay all night.

Yeah, right. - I won't.

It's freezing.

I've got something for that.

See? Super comfortable.

-Ja.

I don't get why you do this to yourself.

[bird calling]

[exhales]

Wel...

[sniffles]

[sighs]

[door creaks open]

[door creaks closed]

[gasps]

[♪♪]

-I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I took some of your milk.

[suspenseful music]

-That's okay.

-[breathes shakily]

-Just, uh...

Just wait here. Okay?

-Please.

Please.

[suspenseful music]

Mum.

There's someone in the kitchen.

What?

There's a guy in the...

[gasps]

-I'm sorry.

Go upstairs. Now.

I'm sorry.

[man] They're making me do it.

[♪♪]

[Elske screams]

[Betriek grunts]

[singing in foreign language]

[Betriek screams]

[glass shatters]

[screams]

[loud screaming]

What the fuck?

Mummy.

-Go away.

Please.

[groans]

[tense music]

-[loud thud] -[Elske groans]

-Mama!

-[thud] -[grunts]

Damnit.

[Hanny crying]

See?

-[sobbing]

[♪♪]

[Betriek] Hi.

-Hi.

Again, I'm so sorry to hear what happened.

It's unbelievable.

Known the guy for ages. He wouldn't hurt a fly.

The whole crew liked him.

I don't know what could've gotten into him.

He has no idea how this could have happened.

Apparently, this was a very nice guy,

and everybody liked him.

That's what they said about Bag Man before he lost it.

-They understand.

It's not your fault. You couldn't have known.

This man, I'd say he's no older than 40, 45 maybe.

-Yeah.

-So, in 1991...

...he would have been 10, 15.

-Yeah.

And living in Romania.

-[sucking pacifier]

-Can we talk?

Upstairs?

Boy, you're pretty brave coming here.

See how we're super cursed?

It's pretty obvious, huh?

[sobbing]

-Hey. Hey.

-[sobbing continues]

-Come here.

[sobbing]

It's all happening again.

She's back.

Here we go again.

We must leave. As soon as possible.

Keep it up.

Do you want to go back to the clinic?

This is why I don't like coming here.

[clatter]

I've drawn four suns now.

You want purple? - Yes.

[loud clatter]

Grandma.

[♪♪]

[keypad clicking]

[machine beeps]

Get her out? - We'd better.

[keypad clicking, machine beeps]

[Elske exhales]

Please don't ever ask me to do this again.

If you keep pressing that alarm button, there's no point.

[horn honks]

I'm just going to the toilet. - Betriek.

[suspenseful music]

[machine beeping]

Ma'am? Can I help you?

No, I'm just waiting for someone.

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

Nu a murit.

Nu a murit.

Nu a murit.

[static charge breakdown]

-[eerie whispering]

[gasps]

[heavy breathing]

[suspenseful music]

[breathes heavily]

[suspenseful music]

[girl screams]

[creaking]

[elevator bell dings] [crying]

Where the hell have you been?

I got lost.

Lost? The toilets are next to the entrance.

[sighs]

I'm feeling awful today.

Hey.

I'm talking to you.

I don't feel well.

Are you listening?

[muted chatter]

Hey.

Hey.

Five seconds - Betriek!

[Betriek] Hey.

-Just a minute.

-Hey.

-I'm here with my mum.

-Okay. -You are going to see that man.

-Uh, Radu?

-Hmm. -Yeah.

-Did they say anything about why he could have done it?

-No. Well, he hasn't woken up yet, so...

At camp, they were saying, uh... -[Elske] Betriek!

-What?

-Um, they were saying that he was digging.

-Digging?

-On his own. Away from the site.

Such a strange coincidence, right?

[Elske] Betriek!

-What are you doing tomorrow?

[lively chatter]

Hey, right on time.

-Not this place again.

-Bad memories?

Do you see the old man sitting over there?

-Who? -Him.

His son was the guy who died in the bar a couple of days ago.

Just after he dug something up.

What was it?

What was it?

-A woman.

-A woman? -No, sorry.

A very old-- very old woman.

Hundreds of years. A bog body.

-How old, exactly?

-We're still running tests. But old.

What?

-Come.

[Jonas] I'm not sure that I understand correctly.

But are you saying that your son knew where to dig

to find this woman?

[Ton] Cheers. -Cheers

-We are a very sensitive family.

My father, me, but especially Micha.

He always know things. -[phone vibrates]

Things he couldn't have known, but was told from beyond.

-So, could it be that it was whispered to him?

Where to dig?

-Eh...

Oh, you're one of those. - No, I...

It's alright. Just teasing.

I was brought up with it too.

Helen's whispers.

She talks about this.

The legend...of Feike.

Yeah.

My father was convinced of the whispering out in the bog.

He was Micha's spiritual guide at the time.

His panic attacks stopped after that.

When they found him, he sat in the lotus position.

My father taught him that.

When they told me that I knew...

he must have been petrified.

Excuse me.

-What's going on?

-Uh, s-sorry. [sniffles]

You asked if it could have been whispered to him.

The answer is yes.

I'll give you my number. It might help.

If you have any questions... - Thank you very much.

[♪♪]

[Jonas] So, who's Helen?

-[scoffs] I can't believe you don't know.

-What?

-You science boys, you're uninformed.

[laughs] -Come on.

-He's sort of the villain in this whole legend of Feike,

like there's something evil out there in the bog,

whispering horrible things to anyone who listens.

[chuckles]

It's a stupid story... [clears throat]

...just to scare kids away from the bog.

-Like a boogie man?

-Yeah.

Some people take it pretty seriously, though.

You'll see.

Oh, we have our annual celebration in a few days

and it's...including the school musical, it's ridiculous.

-And do you?

-What? -Take it seriously.

-No.

I hate the story.

My dad said he heard it once.

The whispers.

[Jonas laughs]

[Betriek] Actually, I think I heard it, too.

In the hospital.

What?

-What do you want me to say?

I mean, come on.

-Nothing.

Just say nothing.

Just tell me about this woman you guys are digging up.

I want to know. [Jonas] No.

I'm not gonna tell you anything

if it makes you all paranoid and weird.

-What-- Sorry, paranoid?

-Yeah.

-A guy came into my house, where I live,

where my family lives.

He tried to kill us, and then he got his brains bashed in,

in front of me. -I know.

-Yeah, so don't--

-Don't what?

-Don't treat me like a nutcase.

-That's not what I'm doing.

You're traumatized, and it may have altered

your perception of things, that's all I'm saying.

-Fuck you. -What do you mean, fuck you?

-Fuck-- Fuck you.

Stop the car. Stop the fucking car!

-Betriek. -[tires screeching]

[Jonas] Betriek!

Where are you going?

[Jonas mumbling]

Betriek.

Betriek! -No!

Goddamn.

-[speaking Danish]

We need to go back to the camp.

-Yeah, fuck off!

[Jonas] You're drunk!

I didn't mean it that way.

Please, come on.

Come on.

Come on, we need to turn back, please.

Come on. I can't leave you here!

[Betriek grunts] -Come on.

-[Betriek laughs] -Just stop, please.

-Ah, ah!

-You think it's funny?

-Yes.

[♪♪]

[heavy rainfall]

[Sonja] Jonas!

[cracking thunder]

Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you.

[Jonas] Let's get inside.

[Sonja] It's not going to work.

[machine whirring]

-Her throat has been cut.

-Yes. Just like the others.

-There are more?

[machine whirring]

[Sonja] Four, to be precise.

All women.

-That's amazing. -[chuckles]

-Their throats have all been cut vertically?

[Sonja] As far as we can tell.

-These were found in the new holes, the ones that Radu dug.

-You're kidding me.

[♪♪]

Are you okay?

I'm alright. - You don't look good.

Let's get you warmed up.

-Wait with the press statement until we find out more, yeah?

-Sure. -And, Sonja...

...could you look something up for me?

[suspenseful music]

[ominous music]

[camera shutter clicks]

[Betriek coughs]

[water dripping]

[floor creaking]

[mysterious music]

[suspenseful music]

[♪♪]

[gasps]

Betriek. - Jesus, mum.

Everything okay? - You scared me.

-Ja.

I heard noises. Are you ill?

No.

I'm okay now.

[♪♪]

Some gray smudges.

Is this why I had to come? - What does it take pictures of?

[Hans] Wat?

If there's nothing there, what makes the camera click?

And the ladies? Have they recovered from the shock?

If that Romanian worries you: he will recover.

That's what they told me.

It wasn't his fault.

Say what? - It was not his fault.

He was only listening.

I feel we've gone back in time.

30 years ago, we were in the same place.

You weren't as wrinkled.

But you're wearing the very same clothes.

Roel.

Roel.

-Uh?

What's going on?

[♪♪]

I need something from you.

[♪♪]

[lively chatter]

[woman speaking indistinctly]

[♪♪]

[lively chatter]

[♪♪]

[children singing]

-Here it is. The legend of Feike.

Many centuries ago, there was an evil lord, Walter,

and his bitter wife, Helen,

who treated their people poorly and lived in tremendous wealth

whilst others were left to struggle.

Together, they commanded a household

with dozens of servants.

One of them was a young girl called Feike.

[applause]

Hold still.

Where's Granddad?

I don't know, honey. He'll be here soon.

Have fun.

[♪♪]

[Sonja] It wasn't long before Walter started developing

lustful feelings for the girl.

Eventually, the worst happened.

Feike got pregnant.

[♪♪]

[child screams]

[Sonja] When Helen found out,

there was no shelter from her fury.

"It wasn't him!" she screamed.

"He was under a spell, taken over by her heathen mind."

And so Feike was named a sorceress.

A witch.

Awaiting her fate in the dungeon,

she prayed to God for help.

-[Feike chanting prayers]

[Sonja] But it was a different god who listened,

a heathen god, Moloch.

The god of child sacrifice.

"I will help you escape a fate unworthy of a soul

so beautiful, my child," the god whispered.

"But beware, this vengeance will become a cage of its own

and I will claim what's mine --

your offspring, even those yet unborn."

And thus, a deal was made and sealed

with the mark of Moloch burned into the girl's forehead.

The next day, Feike stood at the stake.

"Repent!" the mistress shrieked.

"Confess your guilt and repent," she insisted.

"Repent!" she repeated for the third time.

[♪♪]

But Feike courageously answered, "No.

It is you who shall repent."

She freed her hand, and before anyone could act...

[audience gasps]

[Sonja] ...she cut her own throat.

As Feike's last breath left her body,

Helen's wretched soul was evicted from hers.

From that moment on,

Helen's living and breathing flesh would belong to Feike.

As the lord's wife,

she exercised her influence over his rulings.

Before long, happiness and prosperity had returned.

To this day, Feike is celebrated

as a true heroine and a beacon of light.

-She cut her own throat?

-Yes.

-Vertically.

-Um, it doesn't say.

It says here, people believe Helen's spirit

has been roaming the bog ever since.

Consumed with rage and vengeance on her mind,

whispering her evil lies into the ears of passersby.

That's probably why we don't see a lot of people

around these parts.

[suspenseful music]

[muted chatter]

Hi, little monster. You did great.

Did you see me? - I did. You're a star actress.

Did you make this? - Yes

Where did that come from? - I made it up.

Let Granny have the flower.

[♪♪]

Gran? Cleo says Feike really was a witch.

Does she? How does she know? - Her daddy told her.

Where were you?

-[grunts]

Right.

Did Granddad forget? I guess so honey.

Dickhead.

[crow cawing]

[hammering]

-[grunts]

We were supposed to go to the party.

I know, sweetie.

-[Hanna cries]

We'll go as soon as I've finished something.

-[Hanna cries] -[phone vibrates]

-Hallo?

-Yeah. Hi. It's...It's Jonas.

[Betriek] Hi.

-Hi.

I was wondering, am I gonna see you

at the Feike party tonight?

-Yeah, uh... I'll be there a bit later.

Around 8.

I can't come right now.

There's something I have to do.

[water bubbling]

My father was a psychic.

I'm not. I'm more into tropical aqua fauna.

You can't tell by their looks, but...

fish talk to each other. Through micro vibrations.

They transmit really subtle signals.

That's why it's such torture for them if you tap on the glass.

You really mustn't. It drives them crazy.

I'll bear that in mind.

That's kind of how it worked with Micha.

Some people are more sensitive to those vibrations than others.

My son.

Your daughter. You.

I try not to mess with it too much.

You never know what's behind it.

But once in a while, that signal is a distress call.

A spiritual SOS.

And you'd better listen.

Isn't that why you came?

[water bubbling]

Take a seat there.

To tell you the truth, I haven't done this very often.

[clears throat]

Close your eyes.

[tapping]

[tense music]

[tapping continues]

[tapping continues, echoing]

[pulsating music]

[liquid gushing]

[soft clatter]

[rhythmic pounding]

[loud pounding]

[metal clangs]

[pounding continues]

[tense music]

[screeching]

[music intensifies]

[♪♪]

[choral music]

[choral music continues]

[tense music]

-[Betriek gasps]

[panting]

-[Ton moaning]

Oh, no.

[ominous music]

[car door closes]

[♪♪]

-[Betriek sighs deeply]

[rustling]

[keypad clacking]

This is Jonas, leave a message.

-[speaking Danish]

-Hey, I, uh... could you call me back?

[car engine revving]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music continues]

[rustling]

[Sonja] Where is she?

[flap rustles]

[approaching footsteps]

[chair clatters]

[Sonja] Hey.

You're not allowed in here.

What are you doing?

Where's the rest of them?

It says here you found 8 more.

We did.

Where's Jonas? - Jonas?

[Lennard] He went to the party, I think.

Are you Betriek?

Are they all women?

Yes. Umm.

From different eras?

Listen, we're not supposed to...

Are they women from different eras?

Yes.

And all related.

[ominous music]

[twigs cracking]

[loud tinkling]

[tinkling]

[eerie whispering]

[approaching footsteps]

[silenced gunshot]

-[man groaning]

[thud]

[tense music]

[metal clinks]

[zip ties rustle]

[tinkling]

[eerie whispering]

[echoing whispers]

[door hinges squeak]

[Elske] Hey.

Your daughter is crying like there's no tomorrow.

What are you doing? We're leaving.

Your things are ready downstairs.

What? Why? Where?

Did you know about the bodies they found?

Here in the bogs. Dozens of women with their throats slit.

Sounds familiar? - You mean the Feike myth?

You know darn well what I mean.

Help me out here. - You need me to spell it out?

Someone is trying to hurt us. Those women were all sacrificed.

Throats slit by some maniac. Just like Grandma.

Is that clear enough?

How do you know that?

Does it matter?

[zipper buzzes]

I'm getting Dad. - Honey...

[receding footsteps]

[phone vibrating]

[dramatic music]

[fireworks explode]

[indistinct chatter]

This is the voicemail of Betriek. Please leave a...

[crowd shouting]

[Sonja] Jonas!

Jonas!

[♪♪]

[tinkling]

[distant howling]

[distant howling]

[tinkling]

[suspenseful music]

[howling]

[tinkling]

[tinkling]

[music intensifies]

[suspenseful music]

[music intensifies]

[tinkling]

-[Roelof breathing heavily]

[tinkling continues]

[suspenseful music]

[tinkling]

[music intensifies]

[dramatic music]

Sweetheart...?

[Roelof sobbing]

[eerie whispering]

[whispers intensifying]

[Jonas] What else did she say? [Sonja] I don't know.

She seemed really distraught about the situation.

She's really lucky she didn't damage anything.

I-I was extremely nice to her, mind you.

-She's been through a lot.

-Yeah, I know, with the attack and all.

-It's not just that.

Her husband died, grandmother was murdered,

and now the old-- -Her grandmother was murdered?

-Yeah. Uh... -You're not gonna tell me

somebody slit her throat, are you?

-Why would you say that?

-Holy shit. Did someone-- -I don't know.

-[woman laughing]

-Do you think it's still happening?

-What?

-The sacrifices.

She was rambling something about her family being in danger.

Is that why she freaked out?

They're still...

[whispering] They're still sacrificing people to this god?

Moloch?

[fireworks exploding, crowd cheering]

[drums beating]

Are you okay?

I'm sorry. I got carried away. This is ridiculous.

-Can I borrow your car?

-I came by foot. Why?

-I need to go.

-You're going? W-Why?

-Sorry.

-Jonas!

[fireworks whistling, exploding]

[dramatic music]

[eerie whispering]

[door hinges squeak]

All his traps are gone. - What?

Mummy.

Granddad is being weird.

[suspenseful music]

[door latch rattles]

Come here.

[door latch rattles]

Roel.

[door latch rattling]

-[glass shatters] -[all scream]

[keys clinking]

Do something.

The other door is open.

[keys clinking]

Come.

You stay here. Don't let anyone in. Promise?

-[glass shatters] -[Elske screams]

[Elske grunts]

[screaming]

[crashing]

Dad.

-[grunts, screaming]

-[knife scraping] -[Betriek] Nee!

[Elske groaning]

[crashes]

[metal clangs]

[Elske choking]

Daddy, no.

Let go.

[Elske choking]

-[Roelof grunts] -[Betriek groans]

[Roelof screaming]

[echoing screams]

[Roelof screaming]

[echoing screams]

-[thud] -[Betriek grunts]

[Elske gasping]

[metal clangs]

[Betriek coughing]

[Betriek breathing heavily]

[♪♪]

Mum?

Mum.

Mum.

[Betriek screams]

[Betriek sobbing]

[Roelof groans]

No...

[Betriek sobbing]

[tense music]

-[Roelof breathing heavily]

[ominous music]

[rope creaking]

[suspenseful music]

[tinkling]

[trap snaps shut]

-[Jonas screams] Fuck!

[Jonas breathing heavily]

-[tinkling] -[Jonas grunts]

[Jonas screams]

[somber music]

[soft creaking]

[soft tinkling]

[approaching footsteps]

[soft tinkling continues]

[Hanna panting softly]

[plodding footsteps]

[drums beating in distance]

[Betriek gasps]

[men chanting]

[muffled] Mum?

It's alright, sweetheart.

[men chanting]

It won't take long.

[chanting continues]

-[sobbing] No!

-[chanting continues] -[Betriek sobbing]

[Betriek wailing]

[body thuds]

[soft tinkling]

[blood squelching]

[Betriek wailing]

[wind whooshing]

[wind intensifies]

[men murmuring]

-[man speaking indistinctly]

[dramatic music]

-[Betriek whimpering]

[creaking]

[eerie whispering]

[Betriek wailing]

[Betriek shuddering]

[rhythmic tapping]

[wind howling]

[approaching footsteps]

-Police, please.

Hello?

[approaching footsteps]

[breathing heavily]

Betriek?

[creaking]

Betriek.

Betriek.

-[Betriek moans]

[breathing heavily]

Hanna.

[breathing heavily]

[door opens]

Come here, darling.

[somber music]

[Betriek sobbing]

[♪♪]

[door opens]

[door closes]

-Thank you for meeting me here.

I'm only in Holland for a day, so...

Yeah, it's been crazy.

-It's nice.

-Yeah? -What is it?

-It's the guesthouse.

Yeah, it came with the place, so...

But it's not-- it's not getting much use.

-It's nice.

-If you want, you and Hanna

are more than welcome to come and stay.

I can imagine the both of you could use some time

away from here, change of scenery.

You could bring your violin.

Uh...maybe record an album or two.

Thank you.

-No. I sold it.

-You sold it?

-Yeah.

I think it's best to have some stability now, you know?

Stick to the familiar with Hanna.

-Yeah, yeah. Of course. I understand.

How is she doing?

[Betriek] She's plowing through.

-Glad to see that both of you are coping so well.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

You probably should talk to someone as well.

I mean, professional.

-Well, I have my mantra, and it seems to work.

"Blik op oneindig."

[chuckles] I don't know how to translate.

It's, uh, something like...

..."Just keep going."

Blik op oneindig.

-[laughs] Yeah.

Blik op oneindig.

-Well, it sounds like a good mantra.

-Yeah, works for me.

What's yours?

-Uh, I don't know.

I'm having trouble focusing lately, if I'm being honest.

-Oh. -Yeah.

Tomorrow they have scheduled a lecture for me in Paris, so...

I'm in trouble. Yeah.

-Well, I'm sure you'll be fine.

-Yeah.

-So... -So...

-Well, it was really nice seeing you again.

Hanna!

-Okay.

Yeah.

If you reconsider, please call me, huh?

I think it would be good for the both of you.

In fact, I would really enjoy the company.

-Okay.

Stop worrying.

Yeah?

You look tired.

Take care of yourself.

-Okay.

-We'll be fine.

With these things, sometimes it's best to just...

leave it be.

There's your mantra.

-Leave it be.

-Yeah.

[tense music]

Leave it be.

Hanna.

-Oh!

[door closes]

[ominous music]

[vocalizing]

[ominous music continues]

[vocalizing]

Behind the trees there was a small house.

They had never seen the land from the air before.

[music continues]

[ominous music]

What's this word?

"Never." We will never have to leave.

[indistinct murmuring]

[ominous music]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[music fades out]