Outcast (2010) - full transcript
It tells the tale of Petronella (a Scottish/Romany girl) and Fergal (her mysterious Irish traveller boyfriend). As their doomed relationship plays out, a Beast stalks the estate, killing locals, working its way towards our protagonists. Meanwhile Cathal and Liam, two mysterious travellers from Ireland use ritual and magic on a blood hunt. Mary, Fergal's mother performs ritual and magic of her own. As Cathal comes face to face with Mary in a vicious finale we know one thing: the Beast must die.
- Nella.
- Hiya, Toma.
I'm gonna make some
dinner, all right?
- Dinner.
- Yeah, bangers and mash.
- Father!
Found him.
- I'm here to
accept the proposal.
- Inside.
- Yes, well,
obviously all of
the hot list housing
requires an effort on
the part of the occupant.
Hence, the quick availability
of the properties.
Don't you want to
have a look around?
- We'll take it.
- It's done.
- Shit!
Shit.
- Now, the tattoos
will grant you
our magic for one moon only.
Liam speaks for me.
He'll show you the
rituals once you
have permission from the laird.
Cathal.
- Yes.
- You can use these powers to
hunt down and kill the boy.
No others.
- Yes.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
Where do we start?
- Bonnie Scotland, Lothian.
- Happy birthday.
- Thanks, Ma.
- This is the end of the road.
Come on then.
(fire raging)
- It's okay.
He's not gonna bite you.
Do you want to pet him?
- Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Dog.
- Hey, dog.
You're beautiful, aren't you?
Here you go, Toma.
- Sweets.
- Oh, he's gorgeous.
What's his name?
- It's Bran.
- Hi, Bran.
You just move in now?
We're on the same landing.
I'm Petronella.
- I'm Fergal.
- Come on.
- What?
- Come on, we'll take your
dog for a proper walk.
I'll show you around.
I'm meeting a pal
over at the swings.
Come on.
Why do people do that?
Well, you don't
say much, do you?
Aren't you gonna give me a push?
- Sorry?
- A push, come on.
Come on, you push like a lassie.
Whoa!
Whoa!
- Nella!
- Hey, Ally.
- Apparently
likes the minutes.
They're coming back.
Should be out bangers,
helping Cheek she keeping it.
- Is Tuck coming back?
- Aye, he's still 15.
He looks terrible,
but Liza's bird
gave him a proper hiding like.
- How are you doing?
- What do you
think you're doing?
You can drop with the
babes now by the way.
- How do you mean?
- Do you think after
shooting your mouth off
about me in the chippy,
telling everyone
what a slag I am and all that,
I'm gonna let you so
much as touch me again?
Watch it, Cam.
- How do you mean?
- How do you mean?
How do you mean?
Is that all you can say?
Is that it, you wee dick?
- What the fuck you looking at?
- It has nothing to do with him.
- I wasn't talking to you.
- I said what the
fuck you looking at?
Shite, you better look away.
You're getting
done, you wee dick.
- No.
You're the one
with the wee dick.
- Go it easy boy.
Game on, aye.
Oi.
Come on, boys.
Game on, aye.
He's a got it.
- For fuck's sake, Petronella.
You're lucky he's not
the type to hit lassies.
- What?
It's not like I could take him
- All right, boys,
what can I get you?
- It would be me honor to
buy his lordship a drink.
Lordship, me father sends
his warmest greetings.
I have to request your
favor and permission.
We bring a hunt to your lands.
- I can well what
it is you seek.
I felt his presence here.
- We're here to help you.
Our hunt is just.
- Do you think I'm
a puzzled wing?
Like I need your help.
Just.
What would you know about
what was just and all?
Keep your monkey's
leash held tight, aye?
Out of respect for your father.
I'm sure he's got his reasons,
but I don't like
this fool running
around in his shiny new
skin bringing attention
down on us.
Things are bad enough.
- Natural order.
The deed is his to do.
I guide him in this.
- So you vouch for him?
- I do.
- Very well.
I'll consult in this.
I'll let you know my
decision in the morning.
- What the fuck was that?
I'm trying to do the
right thing here.
- Calm down, gotta let
the dog see the rabbit.
We need his
permission, you know.
- He called me a fucking monkey!
- He coulda done a lot worse.
You're left with all
your bits still on ya.
Let's see what he says tomorrow.
- All right, well,
I need a drink.
- I thought you didn't drink?
- I didn't, I just.
I got it on wing.
- Is that such a
good idea, Cathal?
- Listen to me, I'm all geared
up for the hunt, you know.
My skin's itchy
with all this fire.
And I have to sit in a box
while some old sod prevaricates
about whether or not
I can get on with it?
I'm going for a drink,
it'll keep me calm.
- All right, all right.
- So what were
you doin' all day?
- Just looking around.
- You meet anyone?
- Some kids.
- Girl kids or boy kids?
- Ma.
- So you were hanging
around with girls?
You admit it?
- If I'm going to
live like a normal kid
I'm gonna meet girls.
- There's meeting
and there's meeting.
You know what I'm talking about.
I can see it, Fergal!
I can see it in you!
The desires, the change.
You can't be like that!
- Ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff!
- James.
- What?
- They can see you.
- So?
- I'm not doing it
with an audience.
- Another frigid bitch?
Just what I need.
- Don't egg me like that, aye.
- For fuck's sake.
- You're as bad as
that fucking Paki.
Oi.
- Hey!
You shag her?
- Yeah.
- Cheers.
You're looking the worse
for wear for last night.
Good food, you're only a man.
Trust me.
You'll feel a human again
with that inside ya.
- I'm just not
hungry, all right?
- You'll have your hunt.
Seeking and divining
are allowed.
You won't be allowed to consult.
- Me father did grant
the power to consult.
The skin allows him all of
our glamors and our magics,
and I've been giving
him instruction.
- I won't allow it.
I've spoken to the dead.
They don't want him
in their domain.
- They don't want
me in their domain?
- Not that I blame them like.
I don't want you in my domain.
You don't think I
care about last night?
You don't think
you were watched?
- Sorry, laird.
Thank you.
Right.
We better be off then.
Come on.
- You again?
What now?
- Is your mother here now?
Don't care.
- Excuse me?
- Nella.
- I said, I don't know.
- What do you think
the social would make
of you minding that
lad all on your own?
You're only a school child.
- Go on.
I don't know, but
I'm pretty sure
it's none of your
fuckin' business.
- How dare you speak
to me like that?
- Well, why'd you
threaten the social on us?
- Look, I'm not
threatening anyone.
Just please, pass the
message on to your mother.
- You all right?
- Yes, I'm just having some
trouble finding a flat.
- Really?
Don't they teach you
that in housing school?
- You don't happen to know
which flat the Nickery's
are residing in,
Mary and Fergal.
- Sorry.
- Hey.
Hi.
- Fergal.
Fuck is all this?
- Protection runes.
My Ma has some
different beliefs.
- No shit.
So what, is she like
a witch or something?
- Yeah, I guess
you could say that.
- Cool.
- Hey, listen, my
Mom doesn't like me
hanging around with, um, girls.
- Ooh.
Forbidden fruit.
(crunching)
Don't worry, I
won't tell your Mom.
Be over at the
swings after lunch.
- Yeah, boys.
- Oh, hey, Petro-head.
- Look, Gene, just
fuck off, all right?
- I think she's still in
love with you, ginger boy.
- Listen, did either of
you see Ally last night?
- What?
- Ally, she never came home.
- No, I never seen her.
- You did, didn't you?
- It's none of your
fucking business anyway.
- Oh, no, that's nice.
Don't waste your time, do ya?
Come on.
You might get her to call home
before her Mom calls the police.
- Weren't you
hanging out with her?
- I don't know.
Better fuck off with
you, mate, all right?
- All right, man.
I'm only fucking asking.
Come on.
- It's a good likeness.
You have his image
inside your head now.
Just remember what I've told ya.
Self-control.
Stay out of fights,
stay away from girls.
Take the dog out.
I have to cover the protection.
- You've got a nice smile.
Even though you're
totally balmy clearly.
It makes me feel okay with
ya, like I could trust you.
- I trust you too.
- How come?
- Because you came
by my house earlier.
- Right, you live
next door to me.
- Yeah, but the runes
my Mom painted up
mean no one meaning us any
harm can find the house.
- You don't really think
your Mom's a witch, do ya?
- Me and my Ma, we're from
people who are different to you.
We're not normal.
Most of our people
left this world.
Those that stayed just
hid in the shadows,
waiting patiently.
- Tell you what.
Your balminess is very cute.
- I should go.
I'm gonna be really late.
- Sure, you don't want your Mom
turning you into a toad, do ya?
Can I see you later, Fergal?
- I don't know.
- Okay, but.
Would you like to?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I would.
- Looking for me?
- Yes, yes I was.
- Why do you mean us harm?
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- The only people I
protected me and me boy from
are those that mean us harm.
- I don't know what your
talking about, Ms. Nickery.
I'm here because
some of your forms
have been filled in incorrectly.
And I'm rather
concerned that you may
have deliberately filled
them in inaccurately.
- I lied on them, what of it?
- Well, in that case,
I shall have no choice,
but to remove you
from the property.
- And how on earth do
you plan to do that
when you can't even
find our house?
I could have you
wandering these streets
like a lost child till
your end if I wanted.
- Don't try and frighten me.
I'll have the police on you.
I'm warning you.
- You're warning me?
Listen carefully.
These are words of power.
I put upon you this curse.
You will wander these
parts tortured, unable
to know your path,
your name, your way.
This will be your lot until
you breathe your last.
- Oh.
- Divining is most
effective at sunset.
We will perform it once a day.
I'll summon the bird.
You say the words and
perform the sacrifice,
just like I told ya.
You reach out with your
heart and you read them out.
- I understand.
- It's a slow, steady method.
She can't block us
unless she gets her
hand on one of the sacrifices.
And we will find them this way.
Might just take a wee while.
- Okay.
Summon the bird.
- Now reach out and
feel for your prey.
- This way.
About six miles.
- Cathal.
You can't be leaving a
mess around like that.
It'll come back and
bite us in the arse.
- Where?
Oh.
Which way?
Where was I supposed
to be going?
No, hold on.
It was that way.
I was, I was that way.
- Toma, Toma.
Come on.
We're gonna be late.
You've slept in.
Toma, come on!
- She's settling here,
letting destiny
take it's course.
- Why doesn't she
keep on running?
- Time for that's passed.
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see.
- How can you joke about this?
- Isn't that just
like an Irishman
to make a joke out
of a serious thing,
and a serious thing
out of a joke?
- Look, my head's wrecked.
- Be back by sunset!
Have a clear head!
Make her pay.
This hunt is nothing.
Kill them both.
You're close, bitch.
I smell you.
- Hey, watch where you're going?
- Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Where the fuck are ya?
Come on!
- Jesus!
- And don't be spending
so long in the bath.
I need you to eat this.
Please.
Please, Fergal.
You need to keep
your strength up.
That's a good lad.
- Are you able to summon here?
- Will you just relax?
They're in this estate.
Keep patient, we'll find them.
- What's the matter?
- It's not working, she
might have blocked us.
- What are you's doing?
- None of your fucking business.
- How 'bout I make it
my business, you cunt?
- Hurts, does it?
Now.
Have you seen her?
- No.
- There's no sense in
that and you know it.
- Have you seen her?
- Ah, no, no!
- You sure?
- She blocked the divining.
She must have found
one of our birds.
I hope we'd been
careful with that.
- So what now?
- Seeking, divining
then seeking.
We should be able to
gather all the stuff
for sunset tomorrow.
- Oh, so we just
ride off another day.
I want their blood, Liam.
I want these marks
made permanent.
- Nobody ever said
it was gonna be easy.
- Good?
- Mm.
- Fish and cold potatoes,
you've always loved that.
You need to stay away from him.
- Nice to meet you.
Fergal's told me
a lot about you.
- Look, I'm not gonna force you
any more than I will him.
You're both of age.
But I'm warning you.
Stay away.
- I will.
That's nice of you.
At least you're
not gonna force me.
- You don't know Fergal,
not the way I do.
I know you think you do,
but you don't understand--
- No, you don't understand.
Fergal's a wonderful guy.
You've kept him locked away
from people his whole life,
and now he's finally living.
Let him go.
- Petronella.
I warned you, remember that.
- Just fuck off, all right?
Don't try and threaten me.
Come out.
Come enjoy some walk.
I just wanna hang out
with you for a bit.
Just be with you.
- It's gonna rain.
- I know somewhere
we could hang out.
Oh man.
Look at all the pigeons.
- I hate pigeons.
- Petronella.
- It's okay.
Just be gentle, okay?
- Sorry, what did I do?
- Shh, there's
someone down there.
- What?
- Look.
Do you think he's living here?
- We have to go, now.
- There's no one following.
- Are you okay?
- I don't understand.
- My Mom told me that if I ever
met my father I was to run.
Run as fast as I could.
She's been telling me for years.
There's a beast
after me, Petronella.
Because of my father.
I think it might
even be my father.
But.
Mama said it would be far worse
if I was with you or myself.
- Look, Fergal.
Nevermind your mother, okay?
What do you wanna do?
- I wanna go.
I wanna leave this place.
But I can't go on my own.
Would you come with me?
- Fergal, I'd love to, I
really would, it's just, Toma.
Fergal, I just need to think.
- You're home, son.
What's the matter?
Your tongue tire out?
Was it good?
The heat.
Was it good?
Did you feel the blood
coursing through your veins?
Or your pores opening up?
Your skin become so sensitive
you could hardly stand it?
I can still remember the night.
I can still remember the feeling
of his hand on my skin.
One night of passion and
15 years of hiding in shit.
I thought it was a bit of fun
before it took my life away.
Sure, why am I telling you?
Look at ya.
The big man, aren't you?
And the big man knows
best, isn't that right?
Hm?
- Now?
- She's gonna try to block you,
but you've gotta be strong.
Push your will past hers.
Don't let her into
your mind, yeah?
- So it'll be a fight?
- A battle of wills, yeah.
- Good.
- Now, feel her in your
mind and move towards her.
She's fighting it, concentrate.
Concentrate.
- Cathal!
Cathal, Cathal, come on, Cathal!
- What?
Get off me!
Get off!
Fuck!
- Tomatsk, go outside and
play with your ball, yes?
Play with your ball.
- What's wrong with you?
- He cannot be in this
house all of the time.
- Right.
So you can get
skinned full in peace?
Fuck what's best for him, aye.
- I am his mother, not you!
Now take your ball
and go and play.
- Dog.
- Come on, Bran.
- Dog.
- Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff
ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Dog.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
- My, but you're a sensitive one
for such a big fella, aren't ya?
Get your ball.
Come on, Bran, come on.
- All right, you
Mongol hairy cunt, ya.
See what I've got for you?
Do you see it?
- Toma?
Toma!
Toma?
Toma?
Toma, Toma!
Toma!
What?
No.
- Come on, the
car's just over here, Ma'am.
Just follow me.
Your son is down at the station,
but unfortunately
you won't be able
to see him until the detectives
have finished interviewing.
It's a very serious
crime he's committed.
You understand that.
Come on, Ma'am, the
car's just over here.
She's going.
- No!
No!
No!
- You need
to lift your legs.
- Go to your room, Fergal.
Stay there.
Go to your room!
- Where are you going?
- It's over, Cathal.
The laird's gonna
have it himself.
We have to go.
- I thought it had
to be me or you.
I mean, how the fuck
is he gonna do it?
- There's other ways.
It requires a sacrifice
on his behalf.
He doesn't trust you.
- And me?
What happens to me?
- Go back to your life.
We've tried everything we can.
- No, we haven't
tried everything.
- He said no!
- Look, Liam, your father gave
me the part of consultant.
We'll go and find
those who know.
We know where to go.
- Do you not learn?
You a wee bit simple like?
- What the fuck's
that supposed to mean?
- The laird said no
talking to the dead.
Runes and incantations are
not to be messed with, Cathal.
Not in this world.
Do you not remember what
happened the last time?
You knew it wasn't allowed.
You knew you weren't
allowed or didn't ya?
But you were so
thirsty for secrets.
You've got all this
blood on your hands
and you still can't
see it, can ya?
- She tricked me.
- No!
She was a child, she was 15!
You tricked her!
- I need a drink.
Will you have a
drink with me, Liam?
- What, I just don't
have the time, Cathal.
- I know.
Have a fucking drink, aye.
You people.
All this far and you do nothing!
Huh?
Years I spent trying to
worm my way in with you,
but your arrogance!
How do you expect
any respect when
you treat people like that, huh?
Well, where's your
arrogance now?
Huh?
Where's your fucking
rules now, huh?
You know what?
She won't fucking
beat me, you hear?
I'll fucking kill them both!
Fuck your rules!
- Petronella.
- Hiya.
- What are you doing?
- I'm going.
I'm leaving.
Do you wanna come?
I'll be at the swings.
Later.
- Hello, James.
Now.
Come on.
Come on, James, come on.
(blood dripping)
12.
Which block?
Show me the block.
- Couldn't sleep?
- No, I was just--
- Taking money?
Running away?
Go on, I won't bite ya.
I should've done more, prepared
you for life without me.
Sit down.
A man came among us.
One of the festivals.
Spring's arrival.
We thought he was a
friend to our people.
I was young.
A youth's flattery.
I knew what he was doing,
but some part of me,
something deep, wanted him.
Wanted to.
Otherwise I would have
stopped him, wouldn't I?
Any fruit of such a union
would bring a terrible beast.
My father couldn't kill me.
I was meant to be his heir.
But you.
You were forbidden.
(sighs)
So he sent Cathal.
Surely you felt
it coming for ya.
The beast.
Do you understand?
Go to your room.
Go.
Cathal.
You have blood on your hands.
- Mary.
Long time no see.
Aren't you gonna invite
me in for a cup a tea?
- Sure.
Come in, we have a
lot to talk about.
- Talk about.
Bitch!
Bitch!
- You fucking bastard!
You ugly fucking--
- Me, you spoiled that filth.
You tricked me.
- You wanted him
behind the curtain.
You should be more
careful what you wish for!
- My cause is just.
- Just!
You don't know the
meaning of the word!
(Mary groans)
- How's that for just, aye?
Who'd a thought
all of that fucking
magic and what good is it now?
- I am found!
- Right.
Boy!
Boy.
There you are.
You know I'm gonna
kill you, right?
I'm gonna kill you and then this
beautiful skin
becomes mine forever.
Blood of your blood, cast on
iron, this is how you die.
Them's the fucking terms!
This is how it has to end, son.
Now!
- Petronella.
- I thought you weren't comin'.
You okay?
- Yeah, I'm just really tired.
- Come on then.
You can sleep here
for a couple hours.
The most terrible stuff.
We can leave it all behind.
- What if I'm not a good man?
- You are.
I love you, Fergal.
- Petronella.
- It's okay.
It's nice.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Fergal.
Fergal!
Fergal.
- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!
I can help ya.
I know what to do
about the creature.
I know how to stop
it, you understand?
Now. do you understand?
Okay.
Right now he's
between beast and man
and can only be
killed with a knife
that's daubed with
blood of his own blood.
And I'm his uncle.
You stand over
there and I'll get
to him before he
gets to you, okay?
Go on.
- Run, Fergal!
No.
No!
Fergal.
Fergal, I love you.
I love you, Fergal.
- Anywhere
you have to stay?
- No.
- You're not far gone, are ya?
You hungry?
Come on.
I'll buy you a cup a
tea and some chips.
- How'd you know I was pregnant?
- You couldn't have killed him
if you weren't with his child.
Come on.
Yeah.
Wee charm, for you
and the babe like.
Come on.
- Send the beast
up to his breast.
I've seen the mist fall
round and round in jest.
For he comes, a human child.
Through the waters in the world.
With a fear hand and hand.
- Hiya, Toma.
I'm gonna make some
dinner, all right?
- Dinner.
- Yeah, bangers and mash.
- Father!
Found him.
- I'm here to
accept the proposal.
- Inside.
- Yes, well,
obviously all of
the hot list housing
requires an effort on
the part of the occupant.
Hence, the quick availability
of the properties.
Don't you want to
have a look around?
- We'll take it.
- It's done.
- Shit!
Shit.
- Now, the tattoos
will grant you
our magic for one moon only.
Liam speaks for me.
He'll show you the
rituals once you
have permission from the laird.
Cathal.
- Yes.
- You can use these powers to
hunt down and kill the boy.
No others.
- Yes.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
Where do we start?
- Bonnie Scotland, Lothian.
- Happy birthday.
- Thanks, Ma.
- This is the end of the road.
Come on then.
(fire raging)
- It's okay.
He's not gonna bite you.
Do you want to pet him?
- Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Dog.
- Hey, dog.
You're beautiful, aren't you?
Here you go, Toma.
- Sweets.
- Oh, he's gorgeous.
What's his name?
- It's Bran.
- Hi, Bran.
You just move in now?
We're on the same landing.
I'm Petronella.
- I'm Fergal.
- Come on.
- What?
- Come on, we'll take your
dog for a proper walk.
I'll show you around.
I'm meeting a pal
over at the swings.
Come on.
Why do people do that?
Well, you don't
say much, do you?
Aren't you gonna give me a push?
- Sorry?
- A push, come on.
Come on, you push like a lassie.
Whoa!
Whoa!
- Nella!
- Hey, Ally.
- Apparently
likes the minutes.
They're coming back.
Should be out bangers,
helping Cheek she keeping it.
- Is Tuck coming back?
- Aye, he's still 15.
He looks terrible,
but Liza's bird
gave him a proper hiding like.
- How are you doing?
- What do you
think you're doing?
You can drop with the
babes now by the way.
- How do you mean?
- Do you think after
shooting your mouth off
about me in the chippy,
telling everyone
what a slag I am and all that,
I'm gonna let you so
much as touch me again?
Watch it, Cam.
- How do you mean?
- How do you mean?
How do you mean?
Is that all you can say?
Is that it, you wee dick?
- What the fuck you looking at?
- It has nothing to do with him.
- I wasn't talking to you.
- I said what the
fuck you looking at?
Shite, you better look away.
You're getting
done, you wee dick.
- No.
You're the one
with the wee dick.
- Go it easy boy.
Game on, aye.
Oi.
Come on, boys.
Game on, aye.
He's a got it.
- For fuck's sake, Petronella.
You're lucky he's not
the type to hit lassies.
- What?
It's not like I could take him
- All right, boys,
what can I get you?
- It would be me honor to
buy his lordship a drink.
Lordship, me father sends
his warmest greetings.
I have to request your
favor and permission.
We bring a hunt to your lands.
- I can well what
it is you seek.
I felt his presence here.
- We're here to help you.
Our hunt is just.
- Do you think I'm
a puzzled wing?
Like I need your help.
Just.
What would you know about
what was just and all?
Keep your monkey's
leash held tight, aye?
Out of respect for your father.
I'm sure he's got his reasons,
but I don't like
this fool running
around in his shiny new
skin bringing attention
down on us.
Things are bad enough.
- Natural order.
The deed is his to do.
I guide him in this.
- So you vouch for him?
- I do.
- Very well.
I'll consult in this.
I'll let you know my
decision in the morning.
- What the fuck was that?
I'm trying to do the
right thing here.
- Calm down, gotta let
the dog see the rabbit.
We need his
permission, you know.
- He called me a fucking monkey!
- He coulda done a lot worse.
You're left with all
your bits still on ya.
Let's see what he says tomorrow.
- All right, well,
I need a drink.
- I thought you didn't drink?
- I didn't, I just.
I got it on wing.
- Is that such a
good idea, Cathal?
- Listen to me, I'm all geared
up for the hunt, you know.
My skin's itchy
with all this fire.
And I have to sit in a box
while some old sod prevaricates
about whether or not
I can get on with it?
I'm going for a drink,
it'll keep me calm.
- All right, all right.
- So what were
you doin' all day?
- Just looking around.
- You meet anyone?
- Some kids.
- Girl kids or boy kids?
- Ma.
- So you were hanging
around with girls?
You admit it?
- If I'm going to
live like a normal kid
I'm gonna meet girls.
- There's meeting
and there's meeting.
You know what I'm talking about.
I can see it, Fergal!
I can see it in you!
The desires, the change.
You can't be like that!
- Ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff!
- James.
- What?
- They can see you.
- So?
- I'm not doing it
with an audience.
- Another frigid bitch?
Just what I need.
- Don't egg me like that, aye.
- For fuck's sake.
- You're as bad as
that fucking Paki.
Oi.
- Hey!
You shag her?
- Yeah.
- Cheers.
You're looking the worse
for wear for last night.
Good food, you're only a man.
Trust me.
You'll feel a human again
with that inside ya.
- I'm just not
hungry, all right?
- You'll have your hunt.
Seeking and divining
are allowed.
You won't be allowed to consult.
- Me father did grant
the power to consult.
The skin allows him all of
our glamors and our magics,
and I've been giving
him instruction.
- I won't allow it.
I've spoken to the dead.
They don't want him
in their domain.
- They don't want
me in their domain?
- Not that I blame them like.
I don't want you in my domain.
You don't think I
care about last night?
You don't think
you were watched?
- Sorry, laird.
Thank you.
Right.
We better be off then.
Come on.
- You again?
What now?
- Is your mother here now?
Don't care.
- Excuse me?
- Nella.
- I said, I don't know.
- What do you think
the social would make
of you minding that
lad all on your own?
You're only a school child.
- Go on.
I don't know, but
I'm pretty sure
it's none of your
fuckin' business.
- How dare you speak
to me like that?
- Well, why'd you
threaten the social on us?
- Look, I'm not
threatening anyone.
Just please, pass the
message on to your mother.
- You all right?
- Yes, I'm just having some
trouble finding a flat.
- Really?
Don't they teach you
that in housing school?
- You don't happen to know
which flat the Nickery's
are residing in,
Mary and Fergal.
- Sorry.
- Hey.
Hi.
- Fergal.
Fuck is all this?
- Protection runes.
My Ma has some
different beliefs.
- No shit.
So what, is she like
a witch or something?
- Yeah, I guess
you could say that.
- Cool.
- Hey, listen, my
Mom doesn't like me
hanging around with, um, girls.
- Ooh.
Forbidden fruit.
(crunching)
Don't worry, I
won't tell your Mom.
Be over at the
swings after lunch.
- Yeah, boys.
- Oh, hey, Petro-head.
- Look, Gene, just
fuck off, all right?
- I think she's still in
love with you, ginger boy.
- Listen, did either of
you see Ally last night?
- What?
- Ally, she never came home.
- No, I never seen her.
- You did, didn't you?
- It's none of your
fucking business anyway.
- Oh, no, that's nice.
Don't waste your time, do ya?
Come on.
You might get her to call home
before her Mom calls the police.
- Weren't you
hanging out with her?
- I don't know.
Better fuck off with
you, mate, all right?
- All right, man.
I'm only fucking asking.
Come on.
- It's a good likeness.
You have his image
inside your head now.
Just remember what I've told ya.
Self-control.
Stay out of fights,
stay away from girls.
Take the dog out.
I have to cover the protection.
- You've got a nice smile.
Even though you're
totally balmy clearly.
It makes me feel okay with
ya, like I could trust you.
- I trust you too.
- How come?
- Because you came
by my house earlier.
- Right, you live
next door to me.
- Yeah, but the runes
my Mom painted up
mean no one meaning us any
harm can find the house.
- You don't really think
your Mom's a witch, do ya?
- Me and my Ma, we're from
people who are different to you.
We're not normal.
Most of our people
left this world.
Those that stayed just
hid in the shadows,
waiting patiently.
- Tell you what.
Your balminess is very cute.
- I should go.
I'm gonna be really late.
- Sure, you don't want your Mom
turning you into a toad, do ya?
Can I see you later, Fergal?
- I don't know.
- Okay, but.
Would you like to?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I would.
- Looking for me?
- Yes, yes I was.
- Why do you mean us harm?
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- The only people I
protected me and me boy from
are those that mean us harm.
- I don't know what your
talking about, Ms. Nickery.
I'm here because
some of your forms
have been filled in incorrectly.
And I'm rather
concerned that you may
have deliberately filled
them in inaccurately.
- I lied on them, what of it?
- Well, in that case,
I shall have no choice,
but to remove you
from the property.
- And how on earth do
you plan to do that
when you can't even
find our house?
I could have you
wandering these streets
like a lost child till
your end if I wanted.
- Don't try and frighten me.
I'll have the police on you.
I'm warning you.
- You're warning me?
Listen carefully.
These are words of power.
I put upon you this curse.
You will wander these
parts tortured, unable
to know your path,
your name, your way.
This will be your lot until
you breathe your last.
- Oh.
- Divining is most
effective at sunset.
We will perform it once a day.
I'll summon the bird.
You say the words and
perform the sacrifice,
just like I told ya.
You reach out with your
heart and you read them out.
- I understand.
- It's a slow, steady method.
She can't block us
unless she gets her
hand on one of the sacrifices.
And we will find them this way.
Might just take a wee while.
- Okay.
Summon the bird.
- Now reach out and
feel for your prey.
- This way.
About six miles.
- Cathal.
You can't be leaving a
mess around like that.
It'll come back and
bite us in the arse.
- Where?
Oh.
Which way?
Where was I supposed
to be going?
No, hold on.
It was that way.
I was, I was that way.
- Toma, Toma.
Come on.
We're gonna be late.
You've slept in.
Toma, come on!
- She's settling here,
letting destiny
take it's course.
- Why doesn't she
keep on running?
- Time for that's passed.
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see.
- How can you joke about this?
- Isn't that just
like an Irishman
to make a joke out
of a serious thing,
and a serious thing
out of a joke?
- Look, my head's wrecked.
- Be back by sunset!
Have a clear head!
Make her pay.
This hunt is nothing.
Kill them both.
You're close, bitch.
I smell you.
- Hey, watch where you're going?
- Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Where the fuck are ya?
Come on!
- Jesus!
- And don't be spending
so long in the bath.
I need you to eat this.
Please.
Please, Fergal.
You need to keep
your strength up.
That's a good lad.
- Are you able to summon here?
- Will you just relax?
They're in this estate.
Keep patient, we'll find them.
- What's the matter?
- It's not working, she
might have blocked us.
- What are you's doing?
- None of your fucking business.
- How 'bout I make it
my business, you cunt?
- Hurts, does it?
Now.
Have you seen her?
- No.
- There's no sense in
that and you know it.
- Have you seen her?
- Ah, no, no!
- You sure?
- She blocked the divining.
She must have found
one of our birds.
I hope we'd been
careful with that.
- So what now?
- Seeking, divining
then seeking.
We should be able to
gather all the stuff
for sunset tomorrow.
- Oh, so we just
ride off another day.
I want their blood, Liam.
I want these marks
made permanent.
- Nobody ever said
it was gonna be easy.
- Good?
- Mm.
- Fish and cold potatoes,
you've always loved that.
You need to stay away from him.
- Nice to meet you.
Fergal's told me
a lot about you.
- Look, I'm not gonna force you
any more than I will him.
You're both of age.
But I'm warning you.
Stay away.
- I will.
That's nice of you.
At least you're
not gonna force me.
- You don't know Fergal,
not the way I do.
I know you think you do,
but you don't understand--
- No, you don't understand.
Fergal's a wonderful guy.
You've kept him locked away
from people his whole life,
and now he's finally living.
Let him go.
- Petronella.
I warned you, remember that.
- Just fuck off, all right?
Don't try and threaten me.
Come out.
Come enjoy some walk.
I just wanna hang out
with you for a bit.
Just be with you.
- It's gonna rain.
- I know somewhere
we could hang out.
Oh man.
Look at all the pigeons.
- I hate pigeons.
- Petronella.
- It's okay.
Just be gentle, okay?
- Sorry, what did I do?
- Shh, there's
someone down there.
- What?
- Look.
Do you think he's living here?
- We have to go, now.
- There's no one following.
- Are you okay?
- I don't understand.
- My Mom told me that if I ever
met my father I was to run.
Run as fast as I could.
She's been telling me for years.
There's a beast
after me, Petronella.
Because of my father.
I think it might
even be my father.
But.
Mama said it would be far worse
if I was with you or myself.
- Look, Fergal.
Nevermind your mother, okay?
What do you wanna do?
- I wanna go.
I wanna leave this place.
But I can't go on my own.
Would you come with me?
- Fergal, I'd love to, I
really would, it's just, Toma.
Fergal, I just need to think.
- You're home, son.
What's the matter?
Your tongue tire out?
Was it good?
The heat.
Was it good?
Did you feel the blood
coursing through your veins?
Or your pores opening up?
Your skin become so sensitive
you could hardly stand it?
I can still remember the night.
I can still remember the feeling
of his hand on my skin.
One night of passion and
15 years of hiding in shit.
I thought it was a bit of fun
before it took my life away.
Sure, why am I telling you?
Look at ya.
The big man, aren't you?
And the big man knows
best, isn't that right?
Hm?
- Now?
- She's gonna try to block you,
but you've gotta be strong.
Push your will past hers.
Don't let her into
your mind, yeah?
- So it'll be a fight?
- A battle of wills, yeah.
- Good.
- Now, feel her in your
mind and move towards her.
She's fighting it, concentrate.
Concentrate.
- Cathal!
Cathal, Cathal, come on, Cathal!
- What?
Get off me!
Get off!
Fuck!
- Tomatsk, go outside and
play with your ball, yes?
Play with your ball.
- What's wrong with you?
- He cannot be in this
house all of the time.
- Right.
So you can get
skinned full in peace?
Fuck what's best for him, aye.
- I am his mother, not you!
Now take your ball
and go and play.
- Dog.
- Come on, Bran.
- Dog.
- Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff
ruff ruff ruff.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
Dog.
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff.
- My, but you're a sensitive one
for such a big fella, aren't ya?
Get your ball.
Come on, Bran, come on.
- All right, you
Mongol hairy cunt, ya.
See what I've got for you?
Do you see it?
- Toma?
Toma!
Toma?
Toma?
Toma, Toma!
Toma!
What?
No.
- Come on, the
car's just over here, Ma'am.
Just follow me.
Your son is down at the station,
but unfortunately
you won't be able
to see him until the detectives
have finished interviewing.
It's a very serious
crime he's committed.
You understand that.
Come on, Ma'am, the
car's just over here.
She's going.
- No!
No!
No!
- You need
to lift your legs.
- Go to your room, Fergal.
Stay there.
Go to your room!
- Where are you going?
- It's over, Cathal.
The laird's gonna
have it himself.
We have to go.
- I thought it had
to be me or you.
I mean, how the fuck
is he gonna do it?
- There's other ways.
It requires a sacrifice
on his behalf.
He doesn't trust you.
- And me?
What happens to me?
- Go back to your life.
We've tried everything we can.
- No, we haven't
tried everything.
- He said no!
- Look, Liam, your father gave
me the part of consultant.
We'll go and find
those who know.
We know where to go.
- Do you not learn?
You a wee bit simple like?
- What the fuck's
that supposed to mean?
- The laird said no
talking to the dead.
Runes and incantations are
not to be messed with, Cathal.
Not in this world.
Do you not remember what
happened the last time?
You knew it wasn't allowed.
You knew you weren't
allowed or didn't ya?
But you were so
thirsty for secrets.
You've got all this
blood on your hands
and you still can't
see it, can ya?
- She tricked me.
- No!
She was a child, she was 15!
You tricked her!
- I need a drink.
Will you have a
drink with me, Liam?
- What, I just don't
have the time, Cathal.
- I know.
Have a fucking drink, aye.
You people.
All this far and you do nothing!
Huh?
Years I spent trying to
worm my way in with you,
but your arrogance!
How do you expect
any respect when
you treat people like that, huh?
Well, where's your
arrogance now?
Huh?
Where's your fucking
rules now, huh?
You know what?
She won't fucking
beat me, you hear?
I'll fucking kill them both!
Fuck your rules!
- Petronella.
- Hiya.
- What are you doing?
- I'm going.
I'm leaving.
Do you wanna come?
I'll be at the swings.
Later.
- Hello, James.
Now.
Come on.
Come on, James, come on.
(blood dripping)
12.
Which block?
Show me the block.
- Couldn't sleep?
- No, I was just--
- Taking money?
Running away?
Go on, I won't bite ya.
I should've done more, prepared
you for life without me.
Sit down.
A man came among us.
One of the festivals.
Spring's arrival.
We thought he was a
friend to our people.
I was young.
A youth's flattery.
I knew what he was doing,
but some part of me,
something deep, wanted him.
Wanted to.
Otherwise I would have
stopped him, wouldn't I?
Any fruit of such a union
would bring a terrible beast.
My father couldn't kill me.
I was meant to be his heir.
But you.
You were forbidden.
(sighs)
So he sent Cathal.
Surely you felt
it coming for ya.
The beast.
Do you understand?
Go to your room.
Go.
Cathal.
You have blood on your hands.
- Mary.
Long time no see.
Aren't you gonna invite
me in for a cup a tea?
- Sure.
Come in, we have a
lot to talk about.
- Talk about.
Bitch!
Bitch!
- You fucking bastard!
You ugly fucking--
- Me, you spoiled that filth.
You tricked me.
- You wanted him
behind the curtain.
You should be more
careful what you wish for!
- My cause is just.
- Just!
You don't know the
meaning of the word!
(Mary groans)
- How's that for just, aye?
Who'd a thought
all of that fucking
magic and what good is it now?
- I am found!
- Right.
Boy!
Boy.
There you are.
You know I'm gonna
kill you, right?
I'm gonna kill you and then this
beautiful skin
becomes mine forever.
Blood of your blood, cast on
iron, this is how you die.
Them's the fucking terms!
This is how it has to end, son.
Now!
- Petronella.
- I thought you weren't comin'.
You okay?
- Yeah, I'm just really tired.
- Come on then.
You can sleep here
for a couple hours.
The most terrible stuff.
We can leave it all behind.
- What if I'm not a good man?
- You are.
I love you, Fergal.
- Petronella.
- It's okay.
It's nice.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Fergal.
Fergal!
Fergal.
- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!
I can help ya.
I know what to do
about the creature.
I know how to stop
it, you understand?
Now. do you understand?
Okay.
Right now he's
between beast and man
and can only be
killed with a knife
that's daubed with
blood of his own blood.
And I'm his uncle.
You stand over
there and I'll get
to him before he
gets to you, okay?
Go on.
- Run, Fergal!
No.
No!
Fergal.
Fergal, I love you.
I love you, Fergal.
- Anywhere
you have to stay?
- No.
- You're not far gone, are ya?
You hungry?
Come on.
I'll buy you a cup a
tea and some chips.
- How'd you know I was pregnant?
- You couldn't have killed him
if you weren't with his child.
Come on.
Yeah.
Wee charm, for you
and the babe like.
Come on.
- Send the beast
up to his breast.
I've seen the mist fall
round and round in jest.
For he comes, a human child.
Through the waters in the world.
With a fear hand and hand.