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You are slim and you are weak. Hydra has you in its teeth.

You're dirty, sweet and you're my girl TREX - 1971

A bit rushed.

Otherwise, happy birthday.

Girl...

I think I was in a bit of a hurry today and came to get you.

You know what would happen if I...

FIRST PART

HIS LETTERS

Okay, kids.

This is the part where we get you to do

things that adults don't want to do anymore.

From door to door.

Everyone gets to take care of a specific area.

The team is already assembled. No one must be left alone.

The suspect likes to favor a certain type of area.

He's a middle-aged white man who probably won't give up easily.

Let's assume he's armed.

Always be vigilant.

That is all.

All right.

I would like to be our team leader if you don't mind.

Harker, do you mind?

Sure, it's cool.

I already searched one house.

Harker.

He was here alone.

What are you talking about?

35-25.

Is there a.

How do you know?

I have no idea.

We need reinforcements.

What, no!

It's our first day, we won't call for reinforcements. I follow simple intuition.

Just relax.

Okay, I'll go check it out.

All right?

Lee, relax.

FBI!

Good day.

Could you answer a few questions for me?

Don't move.

Just please don't shoot.

Enter your name and rank.

Special Agent Lee Harker.

Can someone tell me what I'm doing here?

Are you ready to start?

Ready to start what?

Say the first word that comes to mind.

Yes.

Camera.

Table.

Leg.

Tiger.

Door.

Mother.

Father.

Piano.

Now you will say numbers from 1 to 100 while looking at pictures.

Get started.

I do not know.

33?

You have to say the numbers from 1 to 100 that come to your mind when you look at the pictures.

Say the numbers.

Zero.

Do you like baseball, Harker?

No, sir.

Clearly.

Who can I talk to about my beloved Marlins?

Yes.

- My wife pretends not to know about it. - What is she interested in?

Only what she benefits from.

You're just worrying for nothing, Carter.

You beat that random number generator 8 times. How did you do it?

I also lost 8 times.

I guess it's better to be half psychic than not at all.

A family of four lived in that house for 12 years.

Nice people.

Dad taught college and coached baseball.

And his mother baked cakes for the church.

Then 2 months ago they were all killed in their own house.

3 victims and one suicide.

Father?

Yes, but it's all a lie.

He stabbed his wife 61 times until the blade broke on the handle, the girl slipped from his grasp.

What about children?

What about the children?

How many injuries?

You can read it in the file.

You mentioned four murders.

I do not understand.

Me neither.

A letter written using a cipher lay next to the bodies.

The font does not match any member of the Horn family.

We have ten such letters, signed by one person.

10 houses, 10 families in the last 30 years.

And they are all signed with one word: Soul Collector.

Someone or something is forcing men to kill their families.

We cannot know who or what at this time.

I told you she's not ready yet.

If you have a better idea, I'd love to hear it, Browning.

Tell me about it.

They're all here, Harker.

Look over everything carefully.

Tell me your version of what happened in Colfax when Agent Fiske was killed.

It's hard to explain, sir.

As if someone patted me on the back and told me where to look.

You have identified the home of the suspect...

without any information to distinguish this house from a hundred similar houses.

Has this ever happened to you, Harker?

From time to time, sir.

Well... in that case, one could talk about hyperintuition.

Yes sir.

Hmm...

Tell me what you see.

What do these families have in common?

That's a good question.

In all these families there were daughters whose birthdays

fell on the 14th day of the month in which they were born.

But on the 14th they killed only the Horn family.

To work.

9-1-1

What is your emergency situation?

Nothing.

She is my daughter.

Sir... who is not your daughter?

Excuse me sir, who is not your daughter?

I shouldn't be noisy.

The father kills his family and commits suicide

I should be quiet.

sir where are you

When he sleeps.

When he's sleeping is the best time.

What for?

When his eyes are closed.

Sir, repeat that to me, please.

Please.

Sir?

Sir, stay on the line.

Sir!

No fingerprints, no witnesses, nothing.

Death certificate.

Harker!

Dwelling on this won't help you.

Sorry, I lost track of time.

I'd like a drink.

Will you date me?

Let's go for a drink.

No, thanks.

- It's late and I'm not drinking. - You don't drink?

You are right.

So I'll take it and listen to you Agent Harker.

Relax for a moment.

Well thank you.

I'm listening, Harker.

There are no signs of forced entry.

According to the expert, no one except the family could get into the house.

Only the bodies remain, killed by the weapons found in the house.

Two cases of gunshot wounds from a rifle registered to the father.

The father is responsible for 8 murders.

One with a knife from the kitchen, one with a hunting knife from the family garage.

Okay, so what?

Logically, the Soul Reaper would have to somehow get into the house to kill them.

But according to the evidence, he wasn't even there.

If it weren't for the letters he leaves behind.

No one would even suspect that he was a murderer.

He commits murder.

But not personally.

Maybe... instructing the families to kill each other...

and they will eventually.

That's crazy, sounds like a page out of Manson.

Manson had accomplices.

In his family.

Do you think the Soul Reaper doesn't act alone?

Well...

That sucks.

- Well, I have to go now. - I will drive.

Here, turn left.

And now straight away. Until the end.

We're here. Come on, Harker.

I will introduce you to my wife and my child.

Sir, is this really necessary?

Yes.

Yes, here they are.

You forgot to kiss me goodnight.

Because it was late and I thought you were already sleeping.

As you can see, I'm not sleeping yet.

Yes, I'm sorry you had to wait for me.

Hi.

Oh, that's Agent Lee Harker.

Harker this is my beautiful wife Anna and this is our daughter Miss Ruby.

Nice to meet you.

I've already started to worry about you, dear.

Do you want to see my room?

Where is his head?

It fell off and I couldn't find it.

That's usually my job. To find what was lost.

What about the bed? Do you sleep there?

I've grown out of it, dad doesn't want me to throw away old things.

He thinks I'll grow up faster that way. But I will grow up anyway.

Calves are also growing a bit, although they still live in an enclosed space.

Yes, calves don't have it easy.

Did you want to be an FBI agent when you were little?

Not.

When I was little, I wanted to be an actress.

Dreams change with age.

It seems so.

Isn't a woman afraid to work in the FBI?

Yes.

It's pretty scary.

Well, I'm sure Agent Harker has a lot of work to do.

As for Miss Ruby Carter, well... Ah... it's already midnight.

Can he come to my birthday party?

Of course, if he agrees.

I will be there.

Yes, who is it?

Hi, Mom.

Lee.

It's me, mom.

Are you OK?

Yes.

I was at home all day. Like always.

What did you do at home all day?

Why didn't you call me?

I did general cleaning.

All right?

Hey, fine.

I just can't sleep, lots of work-related thoughts in my head.

Anxious thoughts?

Yes Yes.

Do you want to talk about them?

Not.

Not.

You know you can tell me about anything.

Tell me all the thoughts that bother you.

I just need to calm down a bit.

Your birthday is coming soon.

Darling, are you still there?

I'll call you back mom.

Who's there?

DO NOT OPEN BEFORE JANUARY 14

SECOND PART

ALL YOUR STUFF

Birthday

On the sand of the ocean

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

After the tone, leave a message.

Lee, honey are you there?

Call me back. If you tell them about what you guessed, how you came up with it,

I will cut off your mother's head and stain everything with her blood.

Yes, mom, everything is fine.

Harker, Carter is looking for you.

Yes, I'm going.

It was him again.

This time we arrived late.

The family was planning a trip.

A friend of the family thought they had left by train, so he wasn't worried.

We found tickets to LA and a reservation at Disneyland.

It was a brilliant murder plan.

Did it happen on the 14th, the girl's birthday?

It looks like that.

Nice try but failed.

How did you decipher that message?

I spent a lot of time thinking.

Okay then... the bodies are in the parents' bedroom.

Let's take a look at them.

We found dad's body in the garage.

With his throat cut and a kitchen knife in his hand.

The injuries are apparently self-inflicted, although that has yet to be determined.

Everyone else is here.

I warn you, the sight is not pleasant.

How long ago did this happen?

A month ago.

Oh my God.

Okay, let's look at it.

- Are you sure she... - Yes, everything will be fine, Agent Harker.

Lift the blanket.

How old was that little girl?

I think about nine or ten.

Damn it.

Hello, who's there?

Hi, Mom.

Lee?

Yes, you only have one daughter.

I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to be very busy... with work.

And maybe I won't pursue.

I would love to, I know you wanted to, but...

Mom, are you still there?

Try not to overdo it with the job, okay?

Yes, but it's worth it.

It's really worth it.

I got an important task.

Really?

And which one?

I can't tell you yet.

You wouldn't like it anyway.

I like only good deeds.

I doubt the FBI has a good deeds department.

Will we see you on your birthday?

I hope so.

Lee?

Lee, do you still go to church?

Yes, I have to go.

Dear Lee, you know that the church protects us from the devil.

I know.

I know, mom.

I'll call you later, okay?

Family murdered in cabin by lake.

The devil commanded him to do so.

Satanic sect in Oregon.

Death certificate.

Hospital of Our Lady of Mercy.

Date of Death: November 16, 1973 Hispanic girl, 13 years old

NINE CIRCLES OF HELL

- What does that mean? - It's an algorithm... his algorithm.

Can you explain this in more detail?

The first murder happened on July 14, 1966.

All other 6 days before or after girls birthday.

Which resembles an inverted triangle.

And what conclusion should I draw from this?

I also deciphered these symbols.

One thing that stood out was the repeated references to spending pleasant

time on the Camer family's farm, Christianity marked with an "X" Camer.

The Camer family.

I was in Gertown when it happened.

A priest visited them every week, but it all went wrong

because of Carrie's father, who was armed with an ax that day.

He killed the priest, his wife and then himself.

Carrie was in school at the time, so she survived.

Look at the date.

March 8.

Look at Carrie's birthday.

March 14.

6 days difference.

That's incredible.

I assume the Soul Collector was on the Camer family farm.

And it's quite possible that Carrie saw him.

Yes, but what about the thirteenth number?

Will something happen?

It is not clear to me yet.

But in 3 days it will be clear to me.

The soul collector goes hunting again.

And that Carrie Ann, is she still alive?

At the Waterhawk Psychiatric Hospital.

Not far from here.

212 kilometers, sir.

And the old farm?

143.

Let's start with her.

We are on the spot.

Christian symbols mark the location.

Sir?

Yes.

This is precise, handmade work. And beautiful, I mean.

Porcelain head, hands and feet. Body made of unbleached fabric, cotton filling.

Hair, maybe human....what's left of it.

Overall, it is beautifully made by a highly skilled craftsman.

And what is this ball?

Well...

She was inside the head.

I think it's kind of like the brain.

It is hollow. There is nothing in it.

But listen.

What is your name my little angel?

My pleasure, Carrie Ann.

I know... you're not afraid of the dark.

Because you are the darkness.

I swear she kept whispering my name the night you brought her

ex-wife, but I was working late, I must have dreamed it.

Can we open that brain?

Yes we can.

But don't scold if you don't find the answer to your question there.

Because there is nothing there.

Okay, let's go Carrie Camer to that psychiatry.

Is that all you need?

Ku-ku, ku-ku!

Ku-ku, ku-ku!!

Ku-ku, ku-ku!!

Ku-ku, ku-ku!

I don't know what it was supposed to be.

Today is your birthday, my little angel.

Father, there is a very strange man.

Daddy!

Mom!

Come here!

And relieve me of the need to live!

Until two days ago, Carrie was in complete catatonia.

Tied to the chair by the door for as long as I've been here.

And I've been here for eight years.

And just yesterday she received a visitor.

Honestly, I've never seen anything like that in my entire career.

As if someone had flipped a switch in her head.

And suddenly it's... here.

Awake and full of life.

Have you seen her visitor?

No, unfortunately, I was not at work at the time.

But it should be recorded in the diary.

January 11. Lee Harker.

Do you check the documents?

It sounds like a good idea, but it's not.

No, we do not ask for documents.

Thank you, Carrie Ann, for taking the time to talk with me.

I think I've seen you somewhere before, haven't I?

I do not think so.

You came to me.

To my home.

Or it was someone who looked like you.

How are you feeling today Carrie?

I am different.

I would say that it was a long dream and such a dark world

As if it was nowhere.

Between this world and the afterlife.

What is it called?

Uncertainty, right?

Do you remember anything?

Do you remember how you got here?

Do you remember your parents?

Poor things, they were at the end of their strength.

I don't think there was a more exhausting child than I was.

My mother always hated me because she thought I was born bad.

She was bleeding.

Dad was a good person.

I remember that well.

That's why he did it.

You had a visitor yesterday.

Could you describe or draw it?

God, may I never forget him.

I was just waiting for him to come and take me.

To come and tell me what to do for him.

To make...

… something for us…

for that nice person from the past.

He tells me many times to break my bones.

If he tells me to jump out the window, I will.

Happy as a flea, I'll just watch the ground get closer to me.

If he told me to kill you right here...

with my bare hands, I would definitely do it.

I would watch your heart beat, boom-boom.

How your eyes are watering with blood.

Do you remember having a doll?

A special doll, your exact copy.

Not.

And you don't remember that either, do you?

You dirty, flirtatious, angelic bitch.

So, our man murders a family in 1975.

But he was not at home at the time of the murder.

20 years later, he appears and visits the only survivor.

She will sign your name and then the survivor will suddenly feel better.

She came out of catatonia the same day we found the doll.

But it could also be a coincidence.

We looked inside the doll's head.

There was nothing there.

Maybe we're missing something.

Something to explain it all.

Some cultures magically control people using dolls.

If he kills people with this doll, how does he activate it?

By remote control?

A soul collector is a human Harker, not a wizard.

Sit down.

How does the Collector know your name Harker?

I have no idea.

Until a week ago, the investigation was at a dead end.

We'll keep you posted and word will begin to spread as…

I don't know how lava flows from a volcano.

What are you hiding?

I went through your entire file.

When was the last time you talked to your mother?

Excuse me sir...

what does that have to do with this case?

She called the police.

January 13, 1974, i.e. the day before your

ninth birthday, which is... the fourteenth.

Did she really do that?

Yes.

She described the perpetrator.

He is tall and pale.

In white... clothes.

Don't you remember anything?

Think about it.

You don't remember someone at your home...

who would he look like?

I know nothing about that, sir.

Go see your mother.

Ask her about that man, how he used to visit you when you were little, do you understand?

Yes sir.

Hi, Mom.

Sorry.

Mother...

If I ask you something now, do you promise to answer me honestly?

I'll try.

Are you still praying?

No, mom.

I never read prayers.

They scare me.

Why are you laughing?

You are right.

No prayers really help.

There is not even a hint of God in the prayers.

I'll do something to you.

Lee, 10 years.

Oh my God, Mom.

I have good news.

My colleague Deborah has agreed to stand in for me tomorrow.

Looks like someone's having a party today.

Looks like someone's having a party today.

Lee?

I can't believe you're going to have a party soon.

What a day it was.

I was bleeding, bleeding, bleeding, bleeding...

Mom...

Do you remember my ninth birthday?

No, I don't think so.

I don't remember anything, and you?

What happened that day?

Not.

What does no mean?

No, that's enough, my child.

But you called the police.

Someone broke into our house.

No one came to us.

Neither relatives nor strangers.

No strangers.

Not even bad wolves.

No one at all.

But these are things a little girl shouldn't know.

I am no longer a child, mother.

You are not a child because you were allowed to grow up.

Was I allowed?

This world is cruel.

Especially for small and fragile things.

Not everyone is allowed to live.

What are you talking about?

Maybe for our own good I forgot everything I could forget.

But I never threw anything away.

All your stuff.

You have everything in your room.

Y-y-y-r.

Hey!

Excuse me?

Who are you and why are you talking to my daughter?

♪ Let me in and I'll make ♪ ♪ of you my wrath. ♪

♪ Make me go away. ♪

♪ I will come back, but not once, nottwice ♪ ♪ but as many times as I want. ♪

Harker, have you been to see your mother?

What is it?

That is him.

Where did you get that from?

I found it in a box with photos at my house.

You really don't remember this guy?

All right.

Okay, let's see what can be done about it.

We'll see what else he can think of.

Yes.

This proves that it is hunting people.

Are you sure you want to start this with this man?

I am sure.

Sir, I must ask you to lie down.

Say your name to the camera.

Dale Ferdinand Cobble.

What is your nationality?

When will I see Lee?

What Lee?

Harker, who likes to walk in the park.

How do you know her?

Friend of a friend.

And this friend wants me to sing to her.

Happy birthday, Lee Harker.

She just wants you all to know that he will be there.

And you will be there too.

You too.

...you too...

Happy Birthday.

Happy Birthday.

Happy birthday, Lee Harker.

It goes on like this for a while.

How long?

24 minutes.

Excellent.

Everyone out.

Browning and Harker, stay.

Go, you have to leave.

In that luggage were notebooks with records.

The handwriting is the same as at the crime scene.

As you can see, all the records are satanic.

Harker, the FBI has put us in an awkward position by approving your involvement in this case.

We currently have no conclusive evidence that Cobble killed anyone.

Yes, he worships the devil, but in the US he has every right to do so.

I'm more concerned that she knows who you are, Agent Harker.

Even if you are not in any danger after his arrest.

I stand on the sand and see a beast rise out of the sea.

With seven heads and ten horns.

And on each head was written a blasphemous name.

Apocalypse, Revelation of John.

Revelation.

She is only one.

But the Collector is not alone.

Someone has to help him.

Maybe more, but...

Surely there must be someone who inspires the families' confidence to get into their homes.

Someone you know well.

Maybe a child or…

Someone who will be considered a child.

Okay, that's enough Harker.

We have the guy who wrote the letters.

And if we get it right, he'll spend the rest of his life in prison.

But this is not the end.

The triangle is not closed.

We are still missing the thirteenth.

Today is the thirteenth, Agent Harker.

What should we do about it?

We have to wait until his accomplice kills at least one more family.

And Cobble is the only one who knows who it is.

Cobble, where is he now?

In hell, right under your feet.

I am a friend of a friend.

What kind of friend?

My friend.

He's down in hell...

In what hell?

Where is it?

It is everywhere underground.

You can also call him a man from hell.

Here is.

The one that will soon blow out another candle.

Future birthday girl.

So fun...

... and funny.

When you decided to go to the police, you had…

...twenty.

So we laughed about it.

But in the end I laughed more than she did.

Who? Who are you talking about?

She is the seventh who will be offered the same choice as all the previous ones.

Whoever you are, accept the gift and destroy it.

And then destroy yourself.

Yourself and others.

Keep him.

And bow down to the ground.

And get to work right away.

Do the dirty work.

Do the dirty work. Work...

Work that will both make you dirty and clean you.

Like a mop.

Or like a dirty towel.

But you... You don't work alone, do you?

Someone is helping you.

You have an accomplice.

Knock, knock, a pretty girl stands at the gate with a Bible in her hands.

Congratulations, you have been selected.

You were left to your own devices.

You can take your donation from the church.

Everything is recorded right here.

On canvases.

On the canvases of the man from the underworld.

The Camer family farm will shine so brightly that it will not be missed.

You can't miss her!

Are you talking about Carrie Camer now?

What did you tell her at the psychiatric hospital?

Oh, Lee.

Your house shone even brighter when I came to you.

It was January 13, 1974, right?

If you could see that eighth house, so shining.

Whiter than a fish's throat, whiter than a breast.

The work we did was perfect.

But your work is done.

Is over.

And you will stay here for the rest of your life.

I...

I won't just be here.

I'll be kind of everywhere.

I will also be in other places a little bit.

Everywhere.

I'll be waiting backstage.

With the father of the underworld.

Who helped you?

Well...

I'll leave that puzzle to you.

Who is the man from the underworld?

Why don't you ask your mom?

My mom doesn't know anything about it.

Glory to Satan.

That was enough, we had him, and now we have nothing.

We let all those families die and now it's over.

But that is the definitive end.

And as for the 13th...

While you were inside, Carrie Cameron jumped off the roof of the psychiatric clinic.

Yes.

Apparently he ordered her to before he came here.

He did the same to her as to the others.

He did it alone, no accomplice, no weapon, no mistakes, no nothing.

He has no accomplice, no, nothing like that.

You didn't have to come with me.

I don't want you driving the car after what happened today.

How do you want to proceed?

I'd rather go there alone.

I tell her I need to talk to her about the investigation.

That he might help us find an accomplice.

All right.

I'll stay here.

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Drop that gun!

What does that mean?

I caught him.

He is free now.

Are you talking about Cobble?

But...

But Cobble is dead.

Cobble is dead.

Everything's gonna be okay, mom.

Everything will be...

alright.

Already... it's over.

I will set you free too, my child.

Once upon a time there was a girl named Lee.

She lived in a small house with her mother.

And no one ever came to visit them.

No family.

No bad wolves.

No one at all.

One day a man came.

Doll maker.

I came early to give you a birthday present.

A gift from the church.

You won!

The birthday doll went to work.

Using his fearsome magic.

A diabolical creature.

And in each of them there is a piece... of him.

The doll erased the girl's memory.

She was telling her where to look.

And when should he close his eyes.

The devil wanted to keep the little girl for himself.

But the mother's consent was out of the question.

You could have been nice to me.

But you weren't.

And this is the result.

Just look at you, you're crazy.

The mother begged him to spare the girl.

In return, she promised him help.

She worked as a nurse.

Her job was to murder families.

The method was always the same.

At the door stands a lovely girl with a Bible in her hands.

Nice girl with a Bible.

Which will tell you, congratulations, you won. It is a gift from the church.

There was only one thing left for the mother.

Enter with a gift.

And the devil hiding in the dolls did the rest.

The mother had no choice but to look at it.

And to make sure everything went the way he wanted.

That was the deal she made with him.

Oh, Harker, that was wonderful.

We are very happy to see you.

Hi Harker that's awesome.

We are very happy to see you.

It's nice of you to come.

are you ok

Well, yes, of course.

By the way, you came just in time.

Miss Rubbie was about to open her presents.

Come on, just come.

No, Carter, that was my mom.

She is the accomplice.

She is Cobble's accomplice.

Sit down!

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name.

I'm definitely a terrible hostess.

Oh yes... don't worry.

I'm just my friend's friend.

I have a friend.

No Carter, you have to hear me out.

Honey, I think it's cake time.

Cakes?

Yes.

I'm going to find something to cut the cakes.

Did you want to tell me something?

I was just wondering if you had to do it.

Is it necessary to cut the cakes?

Yes, you suggested it yourself.

Yes, of course I have to do it.

That woman is already dead.

And that little girl will be next.

Anna, honey, come with me to the kitchen.

Sorry, I'll be right back.

No, I'll be back.

You stay in the kitchen.

All three will have to die.

Mom, why are you doing this?

If they don't die, we will burn and suffer and in hell forever.

Till the end of the time.

I do it for you and I always have.

So that a girl named Lee has the right to grow up.

Evil for good.

And so I will do it again.

Fifth, once more.

And again.

I'll do this until I'm standing on sand.

And until I see a monster emerge from the water.

Glory to Satan.

Darling, come to me.

Do not do it!

You messed everything up, you little snot.

Mom, please.

Don't you dare call me that.

Ruby, honey, we can't stay here.

Ruby, we're leaving.

Happy Birthday.

COLLECTOR OF SOULS

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