(eerie music)
(glass shattering)
(eerie music)
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
- [Speaker] Don't touch it, put
it down.
(woman screaming)
(eerie music)
(woman screaming)
(eerie music continues)
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(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(eerie organ music)
- And then the chest
opens up into a big mouth
and tears off the guy's arms.
So McGritty gets the flame
thrower
and lights the body on fire,
but the alien is too smart,
and the head falls off and legs
come out
and it crawls across the floor.
It was so cool.
- You're so lucky you
got a TV in your room.
- Okay, see ya.
- See ya.
- And then Elizabeth
came up from the basement
with blood all over and said
something
to Mr. and Mrs. Johnson.
And Charlie and Elizabeth,
they kneeled in front of them.
And Mr. and Mrs. Johnson
went back into the basement
where the green light was coming
from.
And well, I got a little
bit freaked out after that,
so I went to close the blind
and that's when I saw
Charlie looking at me
and he looked really freaked
out.
- Well, Charlie seems like a
nice boy.
Does he ever play with you
and the other neighbor boys?
- He's a weirdo.
David tried to get him to
come out and play tag once,
but he couldn't 'cause he has to
listen
to his father read from
the Bible every night.
He's always so quiet.
I get it now though.
- Get what?
- Why he's such a weirdo.
His parents suck, they're
devil worshipers or something.
- I thought the Johnsons were
Catholic?
- They are, dad.
Peter is just a little liar.
- I'm not lying.
- Do you know how exhausting it
is
to have to constantly
call out your bullshit?
But somebody's gotta hold the
line.
- What was that movie called
again, Peter?
It sounds pretty good.
- No, I saw it happen
at the Johnson house.
- You know, honey,
you can always come get into
bed with me and your father
if you have a scary dream.
You're not too old.
- It wasn't a dream.
The Johnsons are freaks.
- Catholics aren't freaks,
honey.
They're just a different
denomination.
They're just a bit more
traditional.
- Repeat after me.
Movies aren't dreams,
dreams aren't, reality
and reality isn't movies.
- It wasn't a dream or a movie!
- Let's watch "Gladiator"
tonight.
That's a f*cking movie innit?
(no audio)
(knock on door)
- Oh, hey, you must be Herma.
- Hello.
- Come on in.
Hey, thanks for house
sitting at such short notice.
We really appreciate it.
- Yeah, I actually haven't
got an apartment yet,
so you're doing me a favor.
- Really, that's great.
Charlie, did you get your
retainer?
This is my daughter Elizabeth.
- Hi, I'm Herma.
- Hello Herma, it's so nice of
you
to watch our house for us.
- Sure thing.
- And this guy, this is Charlie.
Charlie, can you say hi to
Herma?
- Hi.
- Charlie, manners.
- Hi.
- Herma, I'm so glad you could
make it.
- Mrs. Johnson, it's so
nice to see you again.
- You found the place all right?
- Yes, thank you.
I took the bus.
- Perfect.
- So Barbara said that
you've been attending church
for a while,
but I've only seen you
in the last couple weeks
at Saturday, mass.
Did you grow up Catholic?
- No, one of my foster
families was when I was 15.
Lately, I just felt like I
could use a little guidance.
- Jesus is the light.
- Amen to that.
And regardless of the path you
are on,
we are just so excited
to have a God-loving woman watch
our house
while we're on vacation.
- I will do my best.
- Great.
- All right, let's finish
packing up.
- Nice to meet you.
- Good luck.
- Thank you.
- That's not nice, buddy.
All right, I will be out in a
few minutes,
give you a quick tour.
We'll start with the kitchen.
- Sure.
- So here's the kitchen.
We made sure we stocked
all the cupboards for you.
You got tons of food.
Let's see, stove works,
dish soap, everything's under
the sink.
Dishwasher also works if you
want.
There's extra taps under
there, pretty straightforward.
- Thanks.
- Cool, all right.
Before I show you your room,
I just wanna point out,
we have a cellar door here.
- Oh?
- Yeah, but do me a favor,
don't go down there.
There's a leaky pipe,
and it's dripping right
by our electrical panel.
- Okay, no problem.
Somebody will be out in a month
to fix it,
but if there is an emergency,
we keep the key right
behind you on the piano.
Great, lemme show you
where you're gonna stay.
All right, so this is your room.
Nice big bed, plenty of
towels in the bathroom.
It's pretty stocked,
so everything you need
should be right there.
- Great, thanks.
- I'll give you a minute and
I'll see you back downstairs.
What you see is what you get.
Oh, we did stock the fridge.
- Thank you.
- So there's plenty of food in
the fridge.
So I will call you once a
week to check in and oh yeah,
there's the key and I think
you're set.
- Thanks.
- Cool.
- Oi, howdy there neighbor.
How's it going?
I'm just messing with you
Charles.
How you doing, mate?
How's it going?
- Those are our neighbors,
the O'Neils, super nice people.
- How you doing there, Charles?
- Hey, how goes it neighbor?
- I'll come and say hello.
Just wait there, wait there.
- Oh, here he comes.
- Sure, I'll come over
for a barbecue tomorrow.
That sounds really nice.
- Right, I've gotta cook
something up
after hearing about this
lot's trip to The Bahamas.
Speedos, mai tais.
- Frank.
- No, Frank, most of our
time's gonna be spent
doing missionary work, Frank.
- Well, missionary work can
still be down in Speedos
with a mai tai in hands, right?
Right, am I right, Charles?
- I'll make I plan to beach day
or two.
- Oh, there you go, there
you go, there you go.
- Hey Peter.
- Ah Peter, we've just been
introduced to Herma, right?
- That's right.
- Herma's gonna be saying at the
Johnsons
while they're away in The
Bahamas.
- Hi.
(plastic rustling)
Now it's just you and me.
(no audio)
Oh (chuckles).
Well, I can see why they
didn't want me down here.
Mrs. Johnson, you saucy broad.
It's a bit graphic for me, Mrs.
Johnson.
Well, that's different.
(eerie music)
Whoa.
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
Oh, I think I'll borrow
you for the evening.
(suspenseful music)
(Herma gasping)
(Herma retching)
(toilet flushing)
Jesus, that one came on fast.
Maybe I just didn't
sleep so good last night.
- Oops.
(phone ringing)
(Herma retching)
(toilet flushing)
- f*ck, no more midnight snacks.
(tap water running)
(no audio)
Here, let me help you with that.
- Oh, what manners!
Frank, can you turn that off,
honey?
We have company.
- Oh f*ck, you're here,
I thought you were Ally.
- No, this is,
I actually don't remember your
name.
- I'm Herma.
- This is Herma from the
Johnsons.
- Yeah, I remember Herma.
I was there.
They're always f*cking
off on vacation that lot.
Oh, f*ck off, c**t.
- [Ally] Ah!
- Frank is from England.
- Give it back you little
Gremlin.
- It's ringing.
- That was a foul, that was a
foul.
- Hang it up now.
Give it back now!
- This is normal.
This is how they show their
love.
- Yes, I'm calling for Ally
O'Neil
to confirm her appointment this
afternoon
for a Brazilian.
- Hey, hey, hello, yeah,
sorry, wrong number.
There, sorted.
- Are you kidding me?
All phones have caller ID, dad.
This isn't the '40s.
He'll know it was me.
- So he'll think it's a prank
caller
and you'll have something to
talk about.
- But he'll know I like him.
This is a disaster.
- I've never understood that.
I mean, isn't that a good thing?
How else do people get
to talk to each other?
- But you can't force
logic on the heart, Frank.
(sighs) I'll go talk to her.
(indistinct chatter on TV)
- Hi.
- Hi.
- I'm Peter.
- I remember you, Peter.
Do you remember my name?
- Herma, kind of a weird name.
- Yeah, it is.
- I like weird.
Normal is boring.
- I think you're right.
Better to be weird than normal.
- Have you seen "The Evil Dead"?
- No, I don't think so.
- You should, it's a great,
great movie.
And there's this basement
where they find this evil book.
And you're staying at
the Johnson's, right?
- Yeah.
- Have you been in the basement?
- No
Why?
- Cool, that's good.
- I'm just gonna use the
bathroom.
- Okay.
- What Peter did was wrong,
but I don't think he
actually did any damage.
- How can you say that?
He totally embarrassed me.
- And that was not nice, I
agree.
But for once, your father is
right.
Look, if this boy finds
out that you like him
and he likes you,
then he's gonna be happy,
and he's gonna wanna talk to
you,
and spend time with you.
He's probably just as
nervous about it as you.
- But what if he doesn't like
me?
Well then that's good to know,
right?
Then you can move on.
Look, I know this is hard,
but this is gonna happen
a lot in your life
and it will get easier, I
promise.
It'll still be hard, but it'll
get easier
because someday, you're gonna
realize
that you have so much to offer
and you deserve to be loved.
And it is not worth
wasting your time on people
that do not recognize your
value.
Plus, you're just gonna get
better
at recognizing when people
are interested in you
in that way, okay?
(Herma groaning)
Peter, come over here please.
- What?
No fair.
- It's perfectly fair.
- Prank call on Ally's phone
is a one month penalty.
You are now at 16 years,
seven months, and 23 days.
- That's so old, this sucks.
- It's amazing how
predictable you are, Peter.
- You are responsible
for your actions, Peter.
This chart is here so that you
know
what the consequences will be.
- Why do you keep doing this
stuff?
- I don't know.
- Do you even know what a
Brazilian is?
- No.
- You're a sticky little turd.
- Ally.
- It's a good one, I like that.
- Who are you?
- I'm Herma, I'm house sitting
next door.
- Cool, like Hannah.
She was cool too.
- You think I'm cool?
- Yeah, why not?
- Can I tell you guys something?
- Of course, anything.
- I'm pregnant.
- Oh my goodness, how wonderful!
- Congrats.
- What was that?
- [Deb] Herma's pregnant.
- With a baby?
- Yes, with a baby you doofus.
- Where's Mr. Herma?
- Mr. Herma?
- Your husband, I see you got
that crazy ass wedding ring.
- Oh, right, my husband
is on a business trip.
He goes to a ton of conferences
and stuff.
- Well, how far along are you?
- They said about eight weeks.
- Oh, that's so exciting.
- All right you lot,
come and get your kebabs.
- [Deb] What's going on, honey?
- Huh?
- You okay?
- Yeah.
- Did you finish your homework?
- Almost.
- Well, why don't you
finish your homework?
It's almost bedtime.
- Okay.
- And no movies until
you finish your homework.
(tap water running)
- Come on!
(eerie organ music)
It's just some swelling.
It's gonna go down.
sh*t!
(indistinct chatter on TV)
(Herma gasping)
- Jesus!
f*ck!
(plastic rustling)
(knock on door)
(eerie music)
- Come on, baby.
I didn't mean nothing by it, I
swear.
(knock on door)
I hear you shuffling about in
there, baby.
Why don't you open the door?
I just wanna see if you're all
right.
- I'm fine, I don't shuffle.
- Oh, oh, yes, you shuffle,
baby.
You're a shuffler through and
through, through, through.
Do you remember one thing about
me, baby?
I wanted to be that I
revealed you to be a shuffler,
not to the world, but to you,
baby.
I want you to know what a
shuffler you are
and what a shuffler you've
become.
Please God, please let my
baby see her shuffling.
- Then your son will be a
shuffler.
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
Hey, what are you going?
Leave them alone!
- Herma, why don't you come in?
We're having bacon.
- Wow, that smells amazing.
I think you should know that
my ex broke into your house.
He's in there.
- Of course he is.
Why don't you come in?
- Okay.
(eerie music)
- Dig in.
- This is my ex's food?
- He's our guest.
Why do you think we're eating so
late?
- You invited him.
- He is your husband.
- (scoffs) No, he's not?
- I sure hope I'm in a loving
marriage
before I get pregnant.
- You f*cked up.
- I know, I was actually hoping
to ask you a few questions.
- Mm, I have to take this.
- My joints feel loose.
Is that normal?
I really have to pee.
How long is he gonna be in
there?
- As long as it takes.
- Peter!
Peter, oh my, don't eat that!
What do I do?
- Nothing.
- Stop, hey stop.
- I'm not done!
- I am cleaning you up.
(eerie music)
- It doesn't even hurt that
much.
- Don't be silly.
You were bleeding all over your
food.
- Are you sure it wasn't
ketchup?
I like ketchup on my eggs.
- It was blood, and you
shouldn't eat blood.
- It's my blood, I can do
whatever I want with it.
- I'm just saying you shouldn't
eat blood,
yours are anyone else's.
- What about cow blood from a
steak?
- That's fine, you can eat
all the cow blood you want.
- Isn't that confusing?
- No, it's time to brush your
teeth.
Good night.
- Good night.
- Good night.
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(Rob gasping)
- Please God, send me
the way to her salvation.
(birds chirping)
(toilet flushing)
- Jesus.
(Herma groaning)
(microwave buzzing)
- Are you sure it wasn't just
another bad dream, Peter?
- It was real mom.
She came into our house and got
in my bed.
- You watched a scary movie
again last night, Peter.
- Of course he did.
He watched four movies.
I could hear it.
- I'm not a liar!
- I know, honey,
but sometimes you can get
things kind of mixed up.
I really don't feel right
accusing her
of something so bizarre.
She seems like such a nice young
lady.
- Maybe she was sleepwalking.
- Or maybe you can't tell the
difference
between dreams and reality.
- Or maybe I can't tell the
difference
between you and a big fat cow.
- Peter!
- I'm going to school.
(door creaks shut)
(Ally laughs)
- That was a good one.
I liked that.
- He's getting better.
I would've probably gone
with hippo or manatee.
Cow's pretty good.
(motor whirring)
- Think she'll come again
tonight?
- I don't know.
You wanna hang out for a little
bit?
- I can't, I gotta go mow my
lawn.
- Okay.
- Okay, bye.
- Bye.
(eerie music)
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(floor board creaking)
- Mommy!
- It's Peter!
What is it?
What's going on?
- She's back, she's in my room.
- Peter are you okay?
- What is it?
What's going on?
- Peter had another nightmare.
- It wasn't a nightmare.
- Ally, not now.
- Where did you see her?
Well, she's in there now?
Oh, God.
I'm sorry, I didn't see anyone
in there.
Were you drinking coffee?
- I wanted to stay up to
make sure it wasn't a dream.
- Honey, that is not a good
idea.
You're gonna be awake all night.
- Were you just drinking
this with the grounds.
- Who cares?
You still don't believe me.
- Sorry Peter, I didn't
see anyone in there.
- But she was just there.
She was just here.
- Come on honey, you can
sleep with dad and I tonight.
- Even you don't believe me.
- I believe that you are in
distress
and that is what matters to me,
okay?
- Oh f*ck.
(Herma groaning)
No more eating after
nine, that's the rule.
(tap water running)
It's fine, you're gonna be fine.
Just a couple weird dreams.
(shower water running)
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
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(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, that's not real.
It's not real, it's not real.
(Herma sobbing)
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(phone ringing)
Hello.
- [Charles] Herma, it's Charles
Johnson.
- Mr. Johnson, how's The
Bahamas?
- [Charles] Oh, it's lovely.
We are having a blast.
- That's wonderful.
- [Charles] We are blessed.
Hey, how's everything at the
house?
- It's great, things are great.
- [Charles] How lovely.
And you are doing well?
You're finding the
accommodations to your liking?
- Yes, thank you.
You have a lovely home, very
generous.
- [Charles] Thank you,
I'm glad all is well.
Well, that's about it.
I just wanted to call and check
in.
- Yes, all is well.
- [Charles] Great, we'll
talk to you in a week.
- Sounds good.
- [Charles] Bye bye.
(birds chirping)
(phone ringing)
- Hi, mom.
Yeah, I'm a little busy,
but what can I do for you?
Oh, no, well, doesn't Mr. Cole
take the trash to the curb?
Can you call aunt Holly?
Because I'm busy.
Yes, yes I am.
I'm way across town, mom.
Mom, and not to take the
trash to the curb, no.
I'm gonna call aunt Holly, okay?
All right, I will call you back.
10 minutes, yes.
Okay, I love you too.
All right, bye bye.
- Hey mom, can David sleep
over on Saturday night?
- I don't know, honey.
You haven't been sleeping so
well.
Do you think you can actually
sleep if David is here?
- We'll be in bed by 8:30, I
promise.
- We'll see, I'll talk to your
father.
- But dad doesn't care.
- We'll see.
(ominous music)
(Deb panting)
- Mom, what's wrong?
- Oh, Deb, bloody hell.
Peter, look at me.
Peter, Peter, look at me.
Hand me that towel.
Keep that there.
Keep the pressure on.
Ally, Ally, Ally, I need you.
- What is going-
- Look, she's gonna be okay.
Just keep it on her head.
Keep her comfortable.
She'll be okay.
She's gonna be okay.
Okay, okay, it's gonna be okay.
Hi, yeah, my wife, she's
epileptic.
She just hit her head and
she's having a seizure.
Yeah, it's her first in five
years, yeah.
Yeah, 357 Northeast Taylor
Street, yep.
Okay, okay, thank you.
Thank you so much.
Yeah, okay, all right, okay,
thank you.
All right, she's gonna be okay.
All right, ambulance is coming
soon.
This has happened before.
She's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
You're gonna be all right.
All right, breathe.
(dramatic music)
- Come on.
Hey!
- What's it called?
- What?
- Mom's disease, what's it
called?
- Epilepsy, it just means
she gets seizures sometimes.
- That time she fell at the
grocery store?
- Yeah, she had a seizure.
That's when I found out.
- Has she had it her whole life?
- Yeah, I think so.
- You can sleep in your room if
you want.
- You okay?
- I'm okay.
- Okay.
I'm just in the other
room if you need anything,
just holler even if it's
the middle of the night.
- Epilepsy.
(Herma gasping)
(tap water running)
(ominous music)
(Herma groaning)
- Okay.
God damn.
That's it (groaning).
Yes, I'd like to set up an
appointment.
I'm pregnant and I'm sick.
I'm coming apart.
My skin is gray and peeling,
and my fingernails are coming
off.
I don't know, I found
a ring and I put it on
and it won't come off.
Yes I said a ring like
you put on your finger.
I don't know how else to explain
it.
The ring is making me sick
somehow.
The doctor said I was only
eight weeks, but now I'm huge,
and that was only three weeks
ago.
And everything is happening
too fast (groaning).
Yeah, maybe it is an emergency.
I have to go.
I have to take my son to school.
Maybe I'll stop by later.
- Heavenly Father, I appeal to
You with the utmost humility,
but I just cannot understand
this.
Why won't you provide
me the clarity I need?
These dreams persist.
That place, those faces,
a woman is in danger, Father.
Why can't You pledge Yourself to
me
as I have pledged myself to You?
Please show me the way.
Show me the light.
Let me bring her into Your
arms, into Your salvation.
- In the name of the Father, the
Son,
and the Holy Spirit, amen.
- Ally, honey, how was your day?
Did you get your chemistry test
back?
- It was good.
No, not yet.
- Huh, shouldn't you have
gotten it back by now?
I feel like you should
have gotten it back by now.
- No, it's normal.
- Okay.
Peter, honey, I called your
teacher today
and Mrs. Goodwin had so many
nice things to say about you.
Let's have some of that food.
There you go, honey.
She said you can be quite
the charmer in class.
Aren't you hungry?
- No.
- What's the problem, Peter?
- Me, I don't have a problem.
Mom's the broken one.
- [Ally] Peter!
- What did you say?
- You're a broken person.
- Oi, watch it.
- Like the van when we
went camping last summer,
it broke down because something
was wrong with the engine
and that's what epilepsy is.
- Oh, do I spank him now?
Is that what I do?
- Dad?
- No, Frank, it's okay.
He has a right to be angry.
- Why don't you just die
already?
- [Frank] Oi, you leave
the table now, go on.
(eerie music)
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(eerie music continues)
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- You wanna play a game?
Cool.
(eerie organ music)
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(phone ringing)
(phone ringing continues)
(phone ringing continues)
- Hello?
- [Charles] Hi, Herma, how are
you?
- I'm not good actually.
I'm pretty bad.
- [Charles] Is that so?
When you didn't answer my call
last week,
I thought something might be
happening.
- Really, I missed a call?
I mean, I've been a little,
I went into the basement.
- [Charles] Oh, you did?
- Sorry, I know you told me not
to,
but I went into the basement
and I found this ring
and I put it on.
And well, I feel like I'm dying,
and I'm afraid my baby is dying.
- [Charles] I see, wait, your
baby?
- I'm pregnant, something
is wrong in there.
Everything is sped up
and I dunno, I dunno.
- [Charles] Interesting.
- It's the ring, the ring.
I feel like I can't make
any of my own decisions.
And I think I've been
sleepwalking.
And any time I try to call for
help, my body won't let me.
And my baby (sobbing).
- [Charles] Oh, okay, Herma,
I need you to listen to me.
- I can't call for help.
Can you call me an ambulance
please?
- [Charles] Sure, but listen to
me.
Okay, I want you to go
down to the basement.
- What?
- [Charles] I want you to
go back down to the basement
and I want you to just stay
there.
- The basement?
- [Charles] Yes, go to the
basement.
Everything will go smoothly
there.
There's a nice comfy bed and
everything will be much easier
to clean up.
- What (sobbing)?
- [Charles] Hey, Herma, I have
to go.
I'll see you in a couple of
weeks.
(Herma crying)
(Herma panting)
(Herma crying)
(knock on door)
- Herma, honey, are you home?
We haven't seen in a while,
and we just wanted to
make sure you were okay.
We wanna invite you to
a barbecue tomorrow.
Oka, well, I'll try again later,
honey.
Don't be a stranger.
- Wait, (panting) come back.
Please come back.
(car engine roaring)
Please don't go.
Why can't I just open the door?
- She's actually really cool, I
swear.
- I don't know, Peter.
I just tell my mom.
She always knows what
to do when I am sick.
- But she's not really sick like
that.
It's just different.
She needs a priest, I know it.
- Look mom, we gotta speed this
up.
We already spoke to the doctor,
okay?
He said no cheese.
I think any amount of cheese
is probably gonna be too much
cheese.
Hey mom, can I call you back?
I love you too.
This is it.
I found it.
- Excuse me, are you a real
priest?
- Okay, so there might
be some side effects.
So just let me know if you
feel anything different,
headaches, mood swings,
anything.
- I'll tell you.
- And most importantly,
and Ally, I cannot stress this
enough,
this does not mean you
shouldn't be using condoms.
- Right, STDs and stuff.
- Exactly.
And yeah, stick up for yourself.
Tell 'em what you want.
- Okay, I get it, mom.
- Hey, we need to be able
to talk about this stuff.
- I told you I'd tell you.
I'll tell you.
- Good honey, I'm so proud of
you.
- Mom!
I'm going to my room.
- Love you.
- Love you.
Peter!
You little sh*t head!
- I have something to show you.
- You are the worse person I
know!
- Stop, I have something to show
you.
- Peter, give 'em back.
- Stop, I have something to show
you.
- Give 'em back.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, wait.
(Ally screaming)
- Don't hurt her.
- Peter, I'm sorry, help me.
- Peter, what the f*ck?
- My son, has she done this
before?
She seems to have come back.
- [Ally] Okay, what the f*ck is
happening?
Who is that?
- It's Herma.
(knock on door)
Hide!
- Peter, there's a priest in
your room.
- Yes, hi, my name is Father
Bresson.
I'm from St. Joseph's Catholic
Church.
I do apologize for the
intrusion,
but I am here to help you with
the...
- Whoa, what the f*ck is that?
Is that a woman?
- Yes.
- Her name is Herma.
- Watch out, she's dangerous.
She att*cked me.
- She came at you?
Come here girl.
- She's not dangerous.
She was trying to protect me.
- What is all of the commotion
up here?
- Peter's having a party, I
guess.
It's not my type of guests,
but...
- No, no, no, my name is Father
Bresson.
I'm from St. Joseph's Catholic
Church.
I'm here because of...
- Oh my gosh, who is this?
- That's Herma from the
Johnson's place.
They did something to her.
- Be careful, mom, she came at
me.
- What?
(indistinct chatter)
- He took my pills and I
was trying to get them back.
- Are you okay?
- No!
- Peter!
- I came in here.
Peter took my pills.
(indistinct chatter)
- Hey, will you guys shut up?
(Herma screaming)
I brought you here to help her.
- You didn't bring us all here,
did ya?
- But we need to help her.
The Johnsons did something to
her.
They messed her up.
She's possessed by a demon or
something.
That's why Father Bresson
is gonna do an exorcism.
- The church rarely
grants exorcisms my son.
- It's the only way.
- No, we have to get Herma to a
hospital.
(Herma screaming)
- Will you listen to me for
once.
I was right.
You were wrong.
I told you about her weeks ago
when she was entering into my
room,
but you didn't listen just
because I'm a little kid,
but sometimes I'm right and
you're wrong.
- It's not always about
being right, Peter.
- It is about being right.
I was right.
You were wrong.
And that's why,
that's why I deserve a new TV.
- Oh, f*ck off.
(Ally scoffs)
- Peter, now is not the
time for bargaining.
We really need to get Herma to a
hospital.
(Herma screaming)
- [Peter] Should we start the
exorcism?
I got holy water.
- You have to help me.
You have to help me.
You have to help my baby.
- We'll help you honey, we'll
help you.
- My child, what has happened to
you?
Does it have something to do
with this?
- I think so.
I found it in the basement.
- I knew it.
- I thought it was just some
sort of weird kinky sex dungeon
and I thought the ring was cool
and I was just messing around,
and then I fell asleep.
And when I woke up, it wouldn't
come off.
And things are just
getting worse and worse.
- All right, where is this sex
dungeon?
- It's in the basement,
but it's not a sex dungeon.
It's some weird prison for
pregnant women.
- I think I'll go have a look
around,
see if there's anything
that can help us out.
- I'll go with you.
God knows what you'll find down
there.
- All right, you're it then.
- Charles, you devious bastard.
Missionary work, f*cking knew
it!
- Jesus Christ, Frank!
- [Frank] I'm sorry.
- They're imprisoning women down
here.
- Well, at least she gets a
decent bed
to sleep on, how generous.
Oh, f*ck me.
- Yeah, I'm no expert,
but I'd say they're definitely
delivering babies down here.
- What's this about?
Are they running a franchise
of burger joints or something?
- Missionaries maybe, I don't
think
they're nice vacation spots.
This must be it.
- What?
- Where she got the ring.
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(eerie music continues)
(wind howling)
- It's a bit cold in here innit?
- Wait, what happened to the
last person
that underestimated this place?
- Do you have anyone that we can
call?
- No one.
- Well, what about your husband?
- There's no husband.
I lied, the father's an assh*le.
- Okay, any family?
- No, no one, I'm an orphan.
It's just me.
It's just me and my baby.
- Okay, well, we'll make sure
to get you some help, okay?
(Herma screaming)
- How do you do it?
How do you bear the
responsibility?
I mean, I don't even know
what a mother looks like aside
from you.
- We're all just winging it.
You just gotta listen to your
heart.
Your heart and God.
And I can tell that you have a
good heart.
- You don't know that.
You can't know that.
- Maybe not, but it's what I
believe.
- Even if you're right,
what kind of world am I
bringing this child into?
What right do I have to bring
a child into this world,
this world of pain and
suffering?
And this baby is already
suffering.
I can feel it inside of me,
and I can't be his guide.
Just look at me.
What am I?
I can't, I can't do it, I can't
do it.
Look at me, I can't, I
can't do it (sobbing).
- Okay, it's okay.
We're gonna help your baby,
okay?
Okay, it's okay, honey.
We're gonna get you to the
hospital, okay?
- Mom!
- Hey, what are doing?
(ominous music)
- Stop it!
Stop it!
(Herma screaming)
Stop it!
- Get off her!
Oh my God!
Father, help her for Christ
sake.
(Herma screaming)
Peter, Peter, Peter.
Get down there, help your
mother.
- How could you?
(Herma and Peter screaming)
- Peter, stop that!
Peter, stop it.
(suspenseful music)
Oh my God, stop it.
I'm trying to keep her
(indistinct).
Oh my God, oh my God.
(indistinct chatter)
- Oh my God, bloody hell!
(indistinct chatter)
- Quickly Father!
Damn you with the f*cking holy
water,
get her with the holy water.
- For the love of God, release
this child.
- Oh my God!
Peter, go check on your mother
and make sure she's fine.
- Yeah, keep going.
- Yeah, it seems to be doing
something.
More holy water.
- The power of Christ!
- It compels you.
- [Rob] Keep her still, keep her
still!
(Herma groaning)
- Mom's still alive.
- Oh, thank God, son.
Is she okay?
- Yeah.
- [Frank] Oh God.
(Herma screaming)
- Dad, her water broke.
- Ah, f*ck me.
- [Ally] She's in labor.
- Thank you, Ally, I get it.
I know how this works.
- She's having a baby now?
- [Frank] Well, it seems like it
innit?
- [Peter] What are we gonna do?
- [Frank] She's having a baby.
Untie her leg, untie it.
- Do you guys want me to keep
going with this, or should I?
- Just deal with one thing at a
time.
Just deal with one thing at a
time.
Peter, go grab a latex gloves,
scissors
and all (indistinct).
- [Rob] I think that we
should take her to a hospital.
(Peter panting)
- And push, push!
(Herma screaming)
Good boy, come here, bring that.
Bring me the towel, hand me the
towel.
Good lad, good lad.
It's all gonna be okay.
Oka, all right.
Scissors, scissors, mate.
All right, just push, push and
breathe.
- (screaming) I can't.
- Oh, f*ck me!
- What the f*ck is that?
Oh, you gotta be f*cking
kidding!
Just keep going, just keep
going.
You're doing very well.
f*cking keep going, love,
f*cking hell.
- Come on, you can do it.
- Push, push, push, focus!
- Yes, you can.
- You can do it, keep going.
You're doing good.
It's nearly there.
(Herma sobbing)
- I can't, I can't.
- Keep going!
- I can't, I can't!
- Go, one more push, one more
push!
(Herma screaming)
- Oh my God, what is that?
- [Peter] What is it?
- What is that?
(baby crying)
- Dad!
- Dad, oh my God!
- [Peter] Get it off!
- [Frank] Bloody hell!
- The ring, it's getting the
ring!
Don't let it escape!
- Don't let it get away.
(suspenseful music)
(Deb screaming)
- Oh sh*t!
(baby screaming)
(indistinct chatter)
- Pull Peter, pull, pull!
(Rob crying)
- Ally!
- [Peter] Get the ring,
get the ring, get the ring!
(indistinct chatter)
(baby wailing)
- Stand back!
- Go for it, go off my son!
- Get ja ja, bro.
You're trash, go back to hell.
- What the f*ck was that, Frank?
- I dunno, it was a baby, I
guess.
Oh, how's the other baby?
- The other baby?
- Oh yeah, the human baby.
- Herma's baby.
- Can you guys show me this
baby, please?
- He is a beautiful baby boy.
- Well, nice work there, mate.
I suppose this is just a day
in the life of a priest innit?
- Possibly, I was just ordained
last week.
(calm music)
(baby crying)
(heart monitor beeping)
- Hey, it's okay, it's okay.
Don't worry, honey.
You basically look human again.
You might have a bit of
scarring,
but your appearance
should return to normal.
- Thank God.
What happened?
- You gave birth to a healthy
baby boy.
- And a little demon Gremlin
baby.
- What?
- It was awesome.
It was sucking out the baby's
head,
and then it grabbed on to
dad's arm and he yelled at,
mom, stop.
- You are such a liar.
You were pissing your pants.
- Just because something is
scary,
doesn't mean it can't be cool.
- That's enough.
- We're just glad that
you're awake, my child.
- Me too.
Who are you?
- I'm Father Bresson.
- His name's Ron Bresson
(chuckling).
- Nice to meet you, Father.
- All right, why don't
we give them some time
to get to know each other, huh?
- Okay, come on.
- Yes, please.
Hi.
(baby crooning)
Keep you warm, hi.
Come over here.
What do you think I should name
him?
- If I had a baby, I think
I'd name him Necromancer.
- Necromancer huh?
- Yeah.
- Well, I will take
that into consideration.
Thank you.
You should go get some
lunch with your family.
I'm sure they're looking for
you.
- It's my grandfather's name
actually.
- Yeah, I get, kind of
like (indistinct) innit?
(eerie music)
- Peter, come on.
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Exorcism in Utero (2023)
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