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[sinister music playing]

[woman] Why am I here?

I'm not a prostitute.

The report says that you're a prostitute.

Be quiet. They might hear you.

Who?

The demons.

[warden] Don't worry.

Nobody can harm you here.

You're safe.

Are the lights always on?

Yes.

-You're always awake? -[prisoner coughing]

[warden] There's always someone awake.

[cell door opens, screeching]

[Clarita cries, whimpering]

[Clarita] Don't let them take me. Please!

Don't leave me! Don't!

Don't leave me.

Hey, girl.

You're so loud.

Bubbles.

[Bubbles] What are you looking at, crazy girl?

[cell door bangs]

That's enough.

Clarita, get some rest.

We're just here.

[unsettling music playing]

[film reel clicks]

["Caprichosa" by Cris Villonco playing]

-[reporter 1] There she is! -[reporter 2] Take a photo of her!

[reporter 3] Clarita, may we have a word with you?

[reporter 4] We have questions for you, Clarita.

-[camera shutter clicks rapidly] -[crowd continues clamoring]

[reporter 1] What do you say about the accusations?

Just a quick message, sir.

-[reporter 4] Are the accusations true? -[reporter 1] Clarita, may I…

[man] Damn it.

The news about Manila isn't good.

We haven't recovered from the war, and now,

we have a woman possessed by a demon?

What will people say?

That Manila is backward?

That we still believe in deities and spirits?

Fuck it!

No wonder they moved the capital elsewhere.

Mayor Lacson. Mayor. I've been practicing for a long time.

This is not new to me.

[in English] Multiple Personality Disorder

with Suicidal Tendencies.

[in Filipino] That is why her personality changes each time she is "possessed."

And this is why she tries to hurt herself.

-[loud bang] -Right!

Under keen observation and research,

Dr. Teresa has concluded

that Clarita Villanueva isn't in her right mind.

She just needs medical attention,

so don't spread false news.

-[reporter] Mayor, just a few questions! -Yes? One at a time!

What do you say about this, Clarita? That you aren't possessed?

-[second reporter clamoring] -Ask questions one at a time.

-Yes? -[man] Does insanity run in your family?

-[reporters clamoring] -[Lacson] Can't you hear what I'm saying?

[screaming]

[camera shutter clicks rapidly]

-[people clamoring] -[Clarita grunting]

[keys jangling]

[unsettling music playing]

[whispering voices]

[warden] Clarita?

Who are you talking to?

Clarita.

[bones cracking]

[horror music playing]

[in strange voice] Help me.

[somber music playing]

[Mayor Lacson] This is what I was afraid of!

Clarita is now being blamed for all the bad things happening!

-[friar 1] Mayor. -[friar 2] Mayor.

Father,

I've done everything I can.

This may sound funny, but…

[sighs] I beg you to drive out that demon possessing Clarita.

[friar] Mayor,

we can't just do an exorcism.

We need to investigate first.

But don't worry.

We'll get started right away.

Father,

Mayor,

pardon me.

It's 1953, but you still believe in demons?

Don't you?

How do you explain what happened today?

We're constantly discovering new things with the help of science.

[Mayor] Father…

Maybe we're being too hasty.

Forgive me, Father,

but do you think

I like this kind of news seeping out of Manila?

All right!

Prove that it isn't a demon

and I'll be incredibly grateful.

I bid you good day, Fathers.

[friar 1] Why did we take this case?

[friar 2] Which one?

[friar 1] The exorcism of Clarita.

[friar 2 chuckles]

We haven't said yes to it yet.

We still need to inform the Archbishop.

What if they allow it?

I thought you were planning on retiring soon.

Father Benedicto, we don't choose our destiny.

Whether you like it or not,

when duty calls, you can't turn your back on it.

Also, I can't stop because I have no one yet to replace me.

You always say that the devil you believe exists

are people with wicked intentions

who are greedy and kill without remorse,

and not demonic spirits.

Why aren't you denying it?

Huh?

Father!

Father, I'm Emilia Henson, a photographer for Today Bulletin.

I want to write about Clarita.

Dear,

why are you so interested in Clarita?

Huh?

Father,

please understand that I don't often get assigned space in the paper

since I'm the only female reporter there.

I want to prove that--

[older friar] But…

[laughs softly]

…why are you so interested in this case?

The media has been kept away from this case.

If nothing strange is going on, what does the mayor's office have to hide?

[older friar] This sounds like it's personal for you.

Think hard about where your motives are coming from.

This isn't a joke.

I'm ready, Father.

Plus, you need someone to document what you're doing.

I can do that for free.

[older friar] But keep in mind that if you take this on,

you have to see it through.

I understand, Father.

This is Dr. Navarro.

Hurry up, Ma'am Emilia. We might get caught.

Relax.

Here, additional pay.

-[camera shutter clicks] -Now, tell me. What really happened?

[Clarita] Let me go!

Let me go!

[Clarita screams]

[grunting]

Let me go!

[screaming]

Child, we need to clean your wounds.

We need to calm her down before she hurts herself.

[Clarita screaming]

You won't make it through midnight.

You will die.

[muttering over and over] You will die!

[ticking]

[janitor] Dr. Navarro.

It's early morning.

Wake up, Doc.

Your replacement has arrived.

Time to head home.

Doc.

Doc.

Why do you say that Clarita is responsible for this?

It was a heart attack.

Lots of people die of heart attacks.

What about this?

Here.

This is Dr. Perez. She took over Clarita's case the day after.

-[Dr. Perez] I'll get back to you later. -Doc, I don't want to be here!

Let me go. Let me out of here, Doc!

Doc! Let me go, Doc.

Doc, have some pity. Doc!

Doc! Doc! Doc! Doc! Doc!

They're coming! Doc!

Doc, they're coming! Doc!

Doc! Doc!

Two. Zero.

Six. Nine.

Two. Zero.

Six. Nine.

Two. Zero.

Six. Nine.

Two. Zero. Six. Nine.

[woman] Hi, Doctor!

[indistinct chatter]

-[honking] -[thump]

[people gasping and clamoring]

[man] Let's check on her!

[woman] Is she still alive?

[indistinct, panicked chatter]

[Emilia] Two. Zero. Six. Nine.

Are you saying that Clarita did this?

I don't know, Father.

I don't believe things I didn't see with my own eyes.

[Dr. Teresa] Look at this carefully, Clarita.

Tell me,

what do you see?

[whispering voices]

How can I find out what's wrong if you won't answer me?

Clarita, do you want to get better?

[door opens]

[guard] Ma'am, you're not allowed here!

[in English] Yes?

[in Filipino] I just want to speak with Clarita.

Let's continue later.

[Dr. Teresa] She's not allowed here.

[guard] Ma'am, please, you're not allowed here.

[Dr. Teresa in English] Emilia, right?

[in Filipino] Following Clarita like this won't help her.

It's more traumatizing for her.

[Emilia] Just one interview.

-I just want to know her-- -[in English] That's exactly it!

[in Filipino] You'll make her remember the past

that she clearly wants to forget.

[in English] Back off.

[in Filipino] Clarita is sick in the head, and she needs a doctor like me.

You're not curing her.

You're just studying her.

[in English] Well,

to be honest, yes.

[in Filipino] She's a case study for me.

And when I finish my article about her,

then I can leave this place.

We're the same.

[in English] For us, Clarita is a means to an end.

[in Filipino] I'm not just after a scoop.

[in English] Obviously…

[in Filipino] You've got issues you can't face.

That's why you need Clarita.

[in English] Excuse me.

[somber music playing]

[Dr. Teresa] Clarita?

[eerie music playing]

[whispering voice]

[bones cracking]

[loud thump]

[somber music playing]

Sir, can I have an interview with Clarita?

I'm sorry, ma'am, but you're not allowed to come in.

[thump]

[guard] What was that?

[guard in English] It's Dr. Teresa!

[in Filipino] Call a doctor now!

[Emilia] Clarita?

Clarita, what happened?

You! What is your problem?

You want to get hurt?

Why do you look at me like that?

-What do you want to happen? -[guard] Enough!

[guard] Take a shower, everyone. The water will be turned off later.

[unsettling music playing]

[footsteps approaching]

[unsettling music continues playing]

[water streaming]

[Bubbles screaming]

[bones cracking]

[loud thump]

[dragging sound]

[water streaming]

[older friar] Clarita's life is put in more danger

with every hour that passes.

So are those of the people around her who don't know what's happening.

[sighs]

Call the warden.

We need to go back to the city jail now.

[warden] Father.

Help me carry her.

[cell door opens]

Careful with her head.

[bones cracking]

[in Latin] O Father, did the Almighty send His servant

to save this child?

Devil, be quiet!

The power of the Almighty God commands you!

We're just getting started, Father!

The question is, can you handle it?

And so the war has begun.

[Clarita on recording] We're just getting started, Father!

The question is, can you handle it?

[in Filipino] This woman has already killed people, you say?

[older friar] It's hard to--

It may have been a coincidence, monsignor.

There were no witnesses.

Her symptoms point to mental illness.

[loud bang]

I'm old. I've seen a lot of things.

I know the difference between a sick person and a demon-possessed one.

[sighs deeply]

You're too young

to act like you know everything.

[archbishop clears throat]

Fine.

We are running out of time.

I'll handle the approval for Clarita's exorcism.

But carry on with getting to know Clarita.

We need to know the root cause of all this.

[somber music playing]

It looks like Father Salvador

is carrying a heavy weight on his shoulders.

He always seems agitated.

And hot-headed.

Why, monsignor?

Keep in mind, Father Benedicto,

that the demon's influence is like a sickness.

It can be passed around.

Pay close attention to Father Salvador.

All right, monsignor.

I hope I'm wrong.

[man over radio in English] Manila's possessed girl, Clarita…

[Benedicto in Filipino] Looks like you didn't sleep well, Father.

I'm jealous of younger priests like you.

At your age, falling asleep is easy.

At my age, sleep eludes me.

Especially now…

Father?

Father Benedicto, don't worry about me.

Are you ready?

Have you gone to confession?

All done.

Everything we need is ready.

It's a fine day. Looks like the weather is cooperating.

We can't be too sure.

Good morning, Father.

Father?

Do you think

that Clarita will get better?

You know, dear,

it's rare to accomplish an exorcism on the first attempt.

[Salvador sighs heavily]

And I need the demon to say its name for it to go away.

What if it doesn't?

[laughs] Then I'll repeat the exorcism.

Three, five, ten times, or more.

What if it returns for us?

That's why we need to be careful.

It might kill us, or play with our minds.

But don't worry.

We have clean intentions to help Clarita

and God will never forsake us.

[pensive music playing]

[unsettling music playing]

[groaning]

[groaning softly]

[sinister laughter]

[in Latin] In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Amen.

O Almighty and merciful God,

brethren,

my dear heavenly friends,

we humbly ask that,

moved by the intercession of all the saints,

you would graciously answer our prayer on behalf

of her voice.

[Clarita groaning]

The voice of our sister Clarita

who is in great need.

[in distorted voice] You chose them over all that you created

after you threw us out of heaven?

[snarling]

[growling]

[loud crash]

[sinister laughter]

[Clarita groans in pain]

[Salvador] Holy patriarchs and prophets.

[Benedicto] Pray for us.

[Clarita in Filipino] You're useless!

You are nothing compared to me

and my followers.

You are trash that God created!

-[in Latin] Saints Peter and Paul. -[Benedicto] Pray for us.

Pray for us! Pray for us!

Pray for us! To us, you will pray!

[groaning, screaming]

[Salvador] That it may please thee to strengthen

and preserve us in true worshipping of thee.

[Benedicto] Lord, hear our prayer.

[ominous music fades]

[in Filipino] I'm Clarita.

Father,

Father, enough.

Enough. I'm tired of it.

I'm in pain, Father.

[Clarita sobbing]

Father, what have I done to you?

What did I do to you? Why are you doing this to me?

[sobbing]

[sinister laughter]

[in Latin] That it may please you to endue our hearts

with heavenly desires.

Lord, hear our prayer.

-[in Filipino] Enough! -[grunts]

"Mommy.

Mommy.

Help my mommy."

[in distorted voice] What are you going to do, Benedicto?

Why are you here?

You don't believe in demons.

We are just figments of your imagination.

"Forgive me, monsignor.

But doesn't that usually happen?

I don't believe in demons.

Humans invented them."

[groaning]

Don't listen to her, Father!

-Pray with me! -[Clarita groans]

[in Latin] And now call to be a partaker of your own glory.

The old adversary twists her torturously, oppresses her with violent force,

and disturbs her with savage terror.

[distorted voice, in Filipino] Can't wrap your mind around it, Father?

Can't imagine that God made us as well?

Weren't we created first

and more powerful than you humans?

[in Latin] Silence, demon!

[hisses, snarling]

[horror music playing]

[in Latin] We who are higher in time and seasons?

Are we still illusions in your eyes, Father?

[loud thump]

You don't have power over me, mortal.

[panting]

[horror music slowly fades]

Ouch.

[Clarita on recording] What are you going to do?

Careful, please.

Why are you here?

-You don't believe in demons. -Go ahead.

We are just figments of your imagination.

[Benedicto groans]

-I'll take some rest, Father. -Forgive me, monsignor.

Wait.

You listen to the recordings of Clarita.

Your eyes are opened, and we need a fresh perspective.

Why "us"?

Why not "me"?

What do you mean?

-I don't…? -She said this.

"We are illusions in your eyes."

I don't know why.

-What if…? -Father?

Nothing.

[Clarita in Latin over tapes] We who are higher in time and seasons?

Are we still illusions in your eyes, Father?

-[woman in Filipino] She is possessed. -[man in English] Nonsense!

She's disturbed! Look at her!

[in Filipino] My son, Mommy is in pain.

Help me. Release me. Release me, son.

[Clarita in Latin over tapes] We who are higher in time and seasons?

Are we still illusions in your eyes, Father?

[recorder clicks]

[recorder whirrs]

[Clarita on recording in Filipino] I'm Clarita.

-My son, Mommy is in pain. -[Clarita] Father?

-[Clarita] Enough, Father. -Help me, my son.

[Clarita] Please, stop this. I'm tired.

I'm in pain.

You're deep in thought, Father.

You know that my mother committed suicide.

But what I didn't tell you

is how everyone argued about what was wrong with her.

My grandmother said

she was possessed.

My father thought

she was just crazy.

[sad music playing]

You know what, Father?

I saw

how she wasn't treated because of superstition.

If we had hospitalized her earlier, she would've made it.

She would still be here.

If only.

If you don't believe in the devil,

why did you enter the seminary?

Father,

my faith in God is strong.

This demon,

this thing,

is what I can't believe in.

But you witnessed something different.

[sniffles]

What I saw with Clarita, and what is happening to her

makes me remember my mother, Father.

Why didn't I believe back then?

Why didn't I believe in such things back then?

[sobbing]

[Salvador] Clarita, my child,

we're going to ask you some questions

to get to know you more.

Don't worry, this is just an interview.

Let's begin.

[recorder whirrs]

[Salvador] How old are you, Clarita?

Twenty-six.

Do you know why you're here?

[Salvador] Here, in jail.

Do you remember who your parents are?

My mother is dead.

I never met my father.

Our neighbors didn't like us

because my mother was a spiritual healer.

Bad luck.

[Salvador] Did your mother teach you healing magic?

Yes.

I was better than her.

[Salvador] How are you feeling?

Do you know what happened to you?

Clarita?

[groaning]

[breathes tremulously]

[shrieking]

I don't know. I don't know.

[sobbing]

[Clarita cries]

[Salvador in Latin] Hail Mary, full of grace.

The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

[sinister voice mimics]

[foreboding music playing]

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners,

now, and in the hour of our death.

Amen.

[sinister voice mocks prayer]

[unsettling music playing]

[birds chirping]

[Emilia] Conching…

[exhales sharply]

[man] Clarita's case has gone cold. Nobody's interested in it.

Sir.

There are still many questions that need answers.

I don't understand why you're so invested in Clarita.

This is a job, Henson. Don't make it personal.

I promise to get a scoop out of this, sir.

Suit yourself.

But that case won't get you anywhere. You're being left behind.

[footsteps leaving]

[gasps]

[horror music playing]

[fades into haunting music]

[panting]

[Conching] Why are you disgusted with me?

This is all your fault, Emilia.

You should be here, not me.

[shrill scream]

[breathing heavily]

Dear.

Good evening, Father.

I asked your altar boy if I could wait for you here.

I came to tell you that I'm going to Clarita's province.

I think all the answers to our questions are there.

If that's the case, I'll go with you.

That's not necessary. I can do this alone.

I have questions too.

I need answers.

You think you both know so much.

Sorry?

Nothing.

Father?

Excuse us, but where can we find Clarita's house?

-[woman 1] There's no Clarita here. -[woman 2] Oh, God! Did you say "Clarita"?

The daughter of Demetria the healer?

[man] They're not here anymore.

We don't accept people who have evil relations.

[Emilia] Can you show us where they used to live?

In the cave. You'll find it in the forest.

Is there anyone living there?

Nobody has gone there since they left.

Thank you.

Thank you.

-[indistinct pleading and wailing] -[woman crying]

What is it?

Nothing.

[suspenseful music playing]

[camera shutter clicks rapidly]

[Emilia] What's that, Father?

[Benedicto] "Figuras diaboli."

Symbols of the devil.

[Emilia] "Having relations with the devil."

[woman crying] Help me, son!

Mommy?

[heavy wind blowing]

Come on.

Let's get out of here.

[Salvador] Let's always remember, brothers and sisters,

that we don't only fight against that made of flesh and blood.

We battle

the forces

of darkness.

-[organ music playing] -[in Latin] For this is

the chalice of my blood.

The blood of the new and eternal covenant

which will be poured out…

[tapping]

-Here… -[unsettling music playing]

[in Latin] For you

and for all,

for the forgiveness

of all sins.

[unsettling music continues]

[panting]

Clarita's province is so far away.

Father,

are you okay?

This is nothing.

What did you find out about Clarita?

Only a few people know Clarita from her childhood.

But they all say the same thing.

[Benedicto] I learned that

Clarita was born out of wedlock to a spiritual healer.

[guitar music playing]

[Demetria whispering chants]

Give it to me, dear.

[man] Since both of you arrived, we've only had bad luck!

-Leave this town! -Leave this town!

-Leave this town! -You don't belong here!

-Leave now! -Leave!

Whenever somebody gets sick, you run to me for healing.

But when bad luck hits, you blame me and my child!

-Leave this town! -Leave!

-We don't need you here. Leave! -Leave!

-You're a plague! -Leave the town!

[people clamoring]

[weeping]

[clamor outside continues]

[somber music playing]

[whispering voices]

And she came here to Manila?

Yes, Father.

She hoped to find her father here.

We also went to the apartment she used to stay in.

Her landlady told us that Clarita left every day

to search for her father.

Oh, you're home late.

Did you find your father?

We all lost someone because of the Japanese invasion.

We are all looking for each other.

Are you hungry?

You want to eat?

Thank you,

but I want to get some rest.

Oh, child, you're always skipping meals.

Fine.

[utensils clinking]

[sighs]

[clock ticking]

[Emilia] Many months passed,

and Clarita didn't stop looking for her father.

She would leave early and come back late at night.

[door creaks open]

[Emilia] But she didn't expect that even in Manila,

she would be followed by the demons she thought she had left behind.

[suspenseful music]

Enough!

-My son! -Yes, Mom?

Does Clarita have anyone up there with her?

I wouldn't know. I didn't see anyone when she arrived.

There's someone there! Listen!

[creaking]

Sounds like a lot of visitors.

It used to be only one or two.

"Used to"? Has this been going on long?

[pants]

[distant footsteps]

[suspenseful music playing]

Who's that?

[door opens]

[door closes]

[door opens]

[suspenseful music continues]

[creaking]

[screams, pants]

[tapping]

[woman crying]

[woman crying]

[shrieking]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Clarita] Please, leave me alone!

Enough!

-Enough! -[landlady] Clarita!

Clarita!

[Clarita] Are you going to drive them out again?

I'm so tired.

Every time you cast them out,

when you leave me alone

they hurt me.

They molest me.

[Emilia] Don't give up, Clarita.

We are here for you.

We will help you.

I feel like they almost have me.

I'm so tired.

Don't talk that way, Clarita.

We will fight.

We won't leave you alone.

That's the first time I've heard that.

"We…

won't leave."

Tell us,

when did this first start?

This started when I was a child.

[Clarita] At first,

I thought it was normal to see spirits.

Clarita, get the oil.

[water dripping]

Take me, not my child.

[panting]

My daughter,

Clarita,

forgive me.

[sobbing] I couldn't give you a proper life.

[both sniffling]

Mother?

Mother?

Mother?

[leaves rustling]

Mother?

[leaves rustling]

Mother?

Mother.

Mother.

Mother. [sobs]

[dramatic music playing]

[sobbing]

[thumping]

-[clicks] -[birds chirping]

[ghostly whispering]

What's that?

[banging]

[suspenseful music playing]

[loud crash]

[panting]

[shrieking]

-[loud crash] -[screaming]

[sinister music playing]

[gagging, choking]

[whooshing]

[coughing]

[coughing, choked screams]

[sinister music intensifies]

[Salvador] Don't worry. The Lord loves you.

This too will pass.

Love?

Is this what love means?

My whole life, God has never been there for me.

I have never felt God around me.

I was like trash he threw away.

And now, he has left me to be molested by demons.

Tell me, Father,

what kind of God do you have?

[exhales]

I cannot possibly comprehend the expanse of our God's mind.

But what I know

is that our trials and suffering

are tests from him.

Sometimes, he allows pain so we remember we need him.

Give him a chance to show his love.

And when we are blinded and stray from him,

the devil shows himself

to remind us that he's close by.

[inhales, exhales]

[inhales, exhales]

[sinister sound]

[sinister music playing]

[music stops]

[Benedicto] Father,

why don't you rest for a moment?

I can take care of myself.

-It seems you're getting-- -You think you know better than me?!

[Benedicto] Father,

it's okay to take a break if you're tired.

And who's gonna do it?

You?

What do you know?

You've only done one exorcism.

So you think you're an expert now?

Father, it's not like that.

Before you were even born,

I was performing exorcisms.

You can't even count how many people I've healed.

I've built my life on this.

You have the nerve to assume I can't handle this case?!

Let's go.

[Salvador] Clarita, child,

I know you're there.

I know you can hear me.

Don't give up.

[suspenseful music playing]

[thumping]

[breathing heavily]

[groaning]

[thuds]

[distorted] Clarita is gone, Father! You're wasting your time!

[groaning]

Father,

your hair is white,

your face is wrinkled, and you smell like the earth.

Don't you want to rest?

-[cracking] -[Salvador panting]

[in Latin] We beg you, O Lord.

[in Filipino] Don't you want to have fun with the time you have left?

[in Latin] W-we beg you,

O Lord.

Make your church safe to serve you freely.

[in Filipino] You're a decrepit old man, Salvador.

You're futile,

just like your empty prayers!

What now, Father?

You pray and pray.

Do you still believe in what comes out of your mouth?

[screaming]

[sinister music playing]

[music stops]

Forgive me, Lord.

I admit…

that my mind is empty,

as is my heart.

I feel like I have no soul.

[sobbing]

My heart has been poisoned.

I started thinking…

I had dominion over demons,

instead of just being an instrument of yours.

[soft music playing]

[sobbing] Forgive me, Lord.

[sobs]

Forgive my weakness.

Lord,

give me strength…

one last time.

[inhales deeply]

[Salvador sighs]

I was exactly your age when I performed my first exorcism.

I was so eager back then.

Once an opportunity arose, I gladly volunteered.

It was in Santa Ana.

There was a young child,

eight years old.

[scoffs]

I was so arrogant.

I thought I knew everything.

I forgot…

I was just an instrument.

Um…

What happened to the child, Father?

He died.

But you've helped so many people since you were young.

Yes, but no matter how many demons I purge,

I still can't get that child's blood off my hands.

Clarita's mind and body are like a rope that's about to snap.

I don't know if she can stand another exorcism after this.

This is probably going to be my last one.

[Salvador] Pray.

Ignore whatever happens.

-Don't listen to the demons. -[Clarita growls]

That isn't Clarita in front of us.

[in Latin] I adjure you, Satan,

enemy of human salvation,

that you recognize

the justice and goodness of God the Father…

[evil laugh]

…who has condemned your pride and envy with just judgment.

[in Filipino] Shut up, you decrepit old man!

[shrill scream]

[in Latin] By the breath of your mouth,

O Lord, drive out all the evil spirits.

Command them to be gone, for your kingdom is at hand.

[growls]

[in Filipino] Stop it!

[foreboding music intensifies]

Get away from us! You can't drive us from here!

[in Latin] Tell us your name, demon! Your name!

[Clarita snarls]

[in Filipino] Run away.

[woman] Run away, Emilia.

Run, before they see you.

Run, Emilia.

[crying]

Run away before they see you. You can't end up like me.

Run. They might kill you.

[clothes tearing]

[screams] Run!

[crying] Conching.

Emilia?

-Emilia? -Emilia, don't.

She isn't your sister.

My sister needs me.

[Benedicto] Emilia, no.

[grunts]

[shrill scream]

[sinister laughter]

[snarls]

Do you think you can still help your sister?

Because of you, she was raped by the Japanese!

Your sister is all used up.

She paid for your stupidity.

[sinister laugh]

Stop it!

Emilia, stop it. Don't listen to her.

[Salvador praying in Latin]

Stop it!

-[bulbs exploding] -[Salvador gasps]

[Clarita snarls]

[Clarita whispers in Filipino] Beside you.

-[Salvador whispers] Emilia? -[Clarita whispers] Here.

[sinister whispering]

-[Benedicto whispers] Father? -[Clarita whispers] Beside you.

[sharp, ringing sound]

[Salvador gasps]

[Emilia] Father?

Where is she?

[continuous clicking]

[sinister sound]

[warden gasps]

-Warden, what happened? -It's Clarita.

Pray.

God won't desert us.

[spooky voice hissing]

[spooky voice]

[whispering voices]

[whispering voices]

[whispers stop]

[sinister sound]

[grunts]

[Benedicto] Stop it, you demon!

[warden screams, cries]

Father!

-[sinister laughter] -[Benedicto] Mother?

Son, help me.

Don't you love your mommy?

[Benedicto's grandma] We need a priest. She is being possessed.

My son, help me. Release me. Help me, son.

-Mommy? -[slashes]

-Mommy? -[grunts]

Mommy?

[snarls]

-[Clarita groans] -She isn't your mother.

Mommy?

This is my fault.

Listen to me, Father.

She isn't your mother!

If I hadn't given you the knife, you might still be alive.

[Clarita snarling]

[sinister laughter]

[mutters]

[in Latin] God the Father commands you!

God the Son commands you!

God the Holy Spirit commands you!

Your mother is in hell, Father.

She is mine!

[in Latin] Tell us your name!

The Blood of Christ commands you!

-[keeps praying in Latin] -[screaming]

[whooshes]

Father!

[snarls]

[growling]

-[in Latin] Tell us your names! -[growling]

The Holy Trinity commands you!

[snarls, screams]

[in German] I am Baal,

who possessed Nero

and those who slaughtered multitudes!

Lust! Depravity!

For all that, humanity was divided!

I am the demon Adrammelech

who possesses the greedy,

usurper of lands and wealth!

I am the demon Apollyon

who incites wrath!

I possess hearts filled with anger!

I am Caim,

demon of disasters, disease, and death!

I am Lilith, cause of envy and pride.

[voice lowers] And I am Lucifer,

the ancient serpent!

The first demon, and the first fallen angel!

I am the cause of man's death!

[heavy breathing]

[in Latin] In the name of Jesus Christ, I exorcise you from Clarita's body!

God the Father commands you!

-God the Son commands you! -[shrieking]

In the name of Jesus Christ, I exorcise you from Clarita's body!

[Clarita hissing, shrieking]

[tense music playing]

[both in Latin] In the name of Jesus Christ,

I exorcise you from Clarita!

[in Filipino] I know you can hear me. Forget anger in your heart.

-Forgive those who harmed you. -[in Latin] The Holy Spirit commands you!

[Clarita screams]

God the Father commands you!

[Latin prayer continues]

[Clarita screaming]

[suspenseful music slowly fades]

[pensive music playing]

[birds chirping]

[Benedicto] Many people still attend mass, Father.

But sometimes, during the sermon,

I keep on thinking,

do these people know what they are praying for

when they say "deliver us from evil"?

This place seems to be good for you.

I gained strength when I accepted my weaknesses.

I hope you learned from my mistakes.

But do you know what I learned, Father?

[Benedicto] It is folly to believe in God…

and not in the devil.

[door opens]

[calm music playing]

["Sapagkat ang Diyos ay Pag-ibig" instrumental playing]

["Sapagkat ang Diyos ay Pag-ibig" continues playing]

[music ends]