Reside (2018) - full transcript

Soon after a mysterious-ritual ceremony has been performed in a house, there are several chilling and inexplicable events happening which allegedly relate to haunting-spirit possession influencing house members into violence.

Spirits are memories that
refuse to fade away.

They drift in the void of eternity...

waiting for the moment to return.

RESIDE

Come. Come in.

Don't be afraid.

Come in. Don't be afraid.

Don't be scared.

Come now.

Enter!

Don't stop. Keep chanting.



Keep going.

Don't stop. Keep chanting!

Kruea, go close the doors!

Do it now!

It's done, Madam.

From now on, you must not
open the front doors.

What's just happened, Madam?

A glitch.

But everything's under control.

Let's call it a day.

You can leave.

Madam!

Come on!

Shit, the lights go out
every time it rains.



Like in a horror film.

What the hell!

No reception.

It still worked fine this morning.

Now what...

No phone.

No Wi-Fi.

Damn it.

Are you all right, Prang?

Sit still

or the bleeding will get worse.

Are you hurt?

It won't kill me.

Just cover the wound and I'll be fine.

What about Madam? Is she all right?

No.

I've never seen anything so
disturbing in my entire life.

Don't say that. You're freaking me out.

Auntie.

By the way...

- Who's that?
- What?

I don't know.

Madam won't tell us.

The lights are back!

Finally!

No, Krit!

Madam told us not to open the doors.

Open the doors! It's me!

Dej!

Soy.

Dej!

Dej, what took you so long?

I'm sorry.

My car got stuck in a mud
hole on the way up here.

It was raining like crazy.

The road downhill has
been cut by flash floods.

We'll be stranded here for a while.

Where's Madam?

What happened?

See for yourself.

Come with me.

During the ritual this morning

something happened to Madam.

We're at our wits end.

It's good that you're here.

Only you can handle this.

Who're you?

What do you want?

Uncle Krit!

Quiet!

What's going on?

It's quiet now.

Dej, is everything okay?

She's safe now.

Krit, please remove these sacred threads.

A stray spirit possessed Madam's body.

Now it has left her.

But it's not going anywhere

and still wandering inside this house.

Whoa, looks delicious.

It's hot, careful.

We have to get out of here.

We can't just sit around doing nothing.

Didn't you hear what Dej said?

The road's kaput.

We can leave the house
but we can't go down the mountain.

There must be a way!

Help me think.

We can't lounge around as
if we were on a vacation.

Watch your mouth!

No one's on a vacation!

I didn't say it was you.

Why are you acting up?

Acting up?

Well, you'll act up too

- if I spill the beans about...
- What? What're you going to say?

Stop it!

Calm down, boys.

At least we still have some food
left in the house.

Nop

sit down and eat.

Where's Dej?

Infinity Spiritual Center, 2006

Dej!

I've brought you boiled rice.

Hot and tasty.

Thanks...

but I'm not hungry.

You must eat something.

Your hand is ice-cold!

And you're still soaking wet.

Go get changed, you'll get a fever.

Come with me.

I can't remember much...

Not his face

but I sure remember his smell.

I was very young then,
I didn't know what that smell was.

When I grew up,
I realized it was the tobacco smell.

Aunt Kruea told me my
father was a chain-smoker.

When he came home, he'd
kiss me on the cheeks.

Until today I still
remember how he smelled.

Isn't it strange?

My mother raised me.

But...

I keep thinking about my dad.

Sometimes I even dream about him.

It's funny...

Do you think...

Madam will be all right?

Don't know.

She should be.

She'll wake up soon.

She must've been through
something like this before.

It's so scary.

Well...

have you ever seen...

a real ghost?

Never.

Me neither. And I don't want to.

Like, I'm totally scared of ghosts.

I wouldn't have joined this center
had it not been for my aunt.

Okay, put your shirt on.

Prang!

Dej!

Prang!

What happened!

What happened!

I heard my baby.

Stop! You're imagining things again.

I really heard our baby calling me mother.

Nonsense!

It's impossible!

Prang.

Please, Prang.

Prang.

Prang!

Prang!

Prang!

Prang!

Who are you?

How did you get in?

Is it gone?

Yes,

but you guys have to watch out.

It'll look for another body to reside.

Prang!

Prang!

Soy!

Soy!

Soy!

Soy!

Soy!

Tada!

I was just practicing!

You brat!

This isn't funny!

- Little devil!, This isn't the time for a prank!
- It hurts, auntie!

I was just joking!

- This is no time for a joke!
- I want to lighten up the mood!

Lighten up my ass!

What an idiot!

The nerve! Playing pranks on us now!

Won't you stop it, huh?

I told you to stop, you brat!

Aunt Kruea...

Back out!

Soy!

Leave my niece alone!

Don't mess with my father!

Father!

Soy!

I'll run you through
everything that has happened.

This morning...

Madam performed a ritual
to summon a spirit...

to return to that body.

But she didn't know that stray spirits
had also slipped through the doors.

Where were they from?

What do they want?

That I don't know.

But my guess is...

they're vagabond forest spirits
that haunted the area.

Madam's chanting accidentally woke them up.

And now they're wandering
inside this house...

trying to kill us one by one.

Why?

Why do they have to take our lives?

Seems like...

they're preparing our bodies

to receive another spirit

that's trying to come in here.

Spirits are like smoke that
rises from a charred body

and drifts around like nomads.

The thin, weak smoke

is quickly blown away by the wind.

But sometimes

the smoke condenses

and refuses to fade away.

As if they're waiting for the right moment.

In the world of spirits
there's a hierarchy,

just like in the human world.

The largest number of them

are the spirits that died a tragic death.

Victims of wars

or deadly plagues.

Or those killed in grisly murders.

The violent horror of their dying seconds

rattled the souls

and left them hanging.

These spirits grow stronger and
refuse to dematerialize.

They wander aimlessly

drifting in all directions

like smoke.

The rootless spirits that died
by such death will never find a home.

They haunt forests and mountains.

Waiting for the moment to return
to where they once lived.

The location of our center is in the path
where these spirits travel.

That's why I told you over and over

to keep the front doors closed.

Or these spirits will sneak in.

But Madam herself left the doors
open during the ritual.

That's how the wandering spirits
got in and attacked us.

To summon a spirit,

she had to leave the doors open.

Or what she was calling
wouldn't be able to enter.

Now I'm curious...

whose body is this?

Why was Madam so determined
to resurrect it?

No!

We shouldn't touch anything!

The ritual isn't completed.
If we disrupt it,

something even worse might happen.

In any case,

we're stranded.

We have to wait for Madam to wake up,

then we can think of something.

In the meantime,

we need to protect our center

and make sure no more spirits

can force their way in.

How is she?

High fever, still unconscious.

She called out to her mother though.

Was she close to her mother?

The girl has a sad childhood.

Her mother died when she was 3,

so I took her in and raised her.

She has no other relatives.

I'm her only family.

She told me

she couldn't remember her father.

Did he die when she was little?

He's still alive.

He left her mother

when she got pregnant.

Never showed any responsibility,

maybe never saw his daughter's face.

But...

Soy told me

that when she was a girl,

her dad liked to cuddle her

and she remembered the
smell of his cigarettes.

I told her all of that...

and she imagined a version of her childhood

that wasn't real.

She's like that because
she never had a father.

Do you know where her father is?

Yes, I do.

In prison.

Really?

What did he do?

Do you really want to hear the story?

Promise me you won't tell Soy.

I don't want to ruin her memory.

Prang!

Look what I've found in the kitchen.

What a surprise to have found a fine booze

in this grim place.

Come drink with me.

Will you?

It's getting dark,

and I'm afraid of the dark.

Prang.

I've been wondering...

how come a modern woman like you

ended up in this spiritual center.

It's so creepy.

Really,

aren't you afraid of ghosts?

I am.

But...

what's scarier than the ghost is the human.

Humans are the scariest creatures.

Well...

it's getting chilly

after all day of non-stop rain.

Whisky will warm us up.

Care for a shot?

No.

I already quit.

Her mother found out

that he'd moved to Lampang
with another woman.

She went to find him.

Not to bring him back,

but to ask him to come
and see his daughter.

Because the girl kept
asking where her dad was.

They talked but ended up fighting.

He got violent.

That asshole...

lost his temper.

And stabbed Soy's mother to death.

He was arrested and sent to prison.

He's still...

serving his time.

Does Soy know any of this?

No.

I told her that...

her dad disappeared when she was a baby

and her mom...

got hit by a car and died in Lampang.

That's all she knows.

Are you the elder sister of Soy's mother?

No.

I'm that asshole's sister.

They lie in wait and ambush
someone whose mind is weak.

The smell of fear lets them know
who's their target

and when to attack.
They'll possess that weak mind

take over the body and
reside there forever.

So

To beat them...

you have to beat your own fear.

So...

what exactly is a spirit?

A spirit is a memory.

Vestiges of memory

that live on after the body has decomposed.

A spirit will always return to the person
with whom it has a bond.

If we have a deep bond with someone,

when that person dies,

they'll still reside in our minds,

clinging on to us.

They'll make themselves visible,

walking, moving...

smiling, laughing, crying.

They'll live forever in our memories.

Even though only we can see them.

What if it was a painful memory?

When we die...

will that bond remain?

Painful or happy memories...

always connect us with someone.

That means...

death is not such a terrible thing.

It's just a transition,

a phase, an ongoing journey.

Yes.

That's what we call...

a spirit.

Prang.

You scared me!

Where were you last night?

Why didn't you come home?

Didn't I?

Just answer me.

I won't get mad at you.

Did you sleep with Soy?

Are you crazy?

Just answer me,

where were you last night?

And why do you have a dozen
missed calls from that girl?

Prang...

Did you sleep with her?

Prang...

The girl's

young enough to be our daughter.

Soy.

Soy...

Soy...

Soy...

What're you doing here?

Come back inside!

Come in.

Soy...

Mother...

My mother's here to see me.

Soy!

Get in here!

Let me go!

I'm going to my mother!

Soy!

What're you doing!

What're you doing to Madam!

- Let go of me!
- What're you doing to Madam!

Dej, Stop!

Stop!

Let him go!

What're you doing

Nop, get out.

- What're you doing?
- He's trying to kill Madam.

Who?

Nop?

- When?
- Just now, I saw it!

Bullshit. Why would he do that?

Why?

Why are you defending him?

So what people are talking about is true.

Talking about what?

Talking about what?

Tell me!

Are you cheating on me?

What the fuck is this!

Let her go!
Don't hurt Prang!

I want her body!

Mom, I'm hungry!

You're all going to die!

Mother!

My child!

Don't come near me! No!

Some people try to act cool,

but everyone knows what he's done.

What!

What the hell are you babbling about?

Just watch your back.

Don't let me catch you red-handed.

Mother!

Soy! Please wake up!

Prang

We have to run.

This place is overrun by devils!

We have to go now!

Nop! Stop!

That's not Prang!

Auntie. Auntie.

Take Soy into the living room.

Nop!

Nop,

come in here.

Nop!

Where are you taking my child!

My child!

Soy...

Soy.

Prang.

Auntie...

You're awake...

You're awake...

Auntie...

I'm so scared for your life.

Prang...

Prang...

Prang.

Dej.

I'm pregnant.

You've changed.

You don't love me anymore.

Dej.

Dej.

Can you get up?

Slowly.

What're we going to do now?

There are three spirits terrorizing us now.

The spirits of a father,
a mother and a child.

The Mother is locked out.

But she'll try to break
in to be with her child.

It must be...

around here somewhere.

But we can't tell where it is

and whom it will possess next.

So you have to be careful.

For God's sake!
I've been extra-careful!

It can enter any one of us at any time.

Even Madam fell prey to it,

these spirits are so powerful.

Yes,

but

when Madam wakes up,

she'll find a way to thwart them.

Soy!

Dej, help!

Help me!

Something pulled my legs, help me!

I'm here, don't worry.

You're safe now, I'm right here with you.

Dej, watch out!

Mother!

My child!

Little devil!

Go back to hell!

Go!

What?

What?

What're you talking about?

No!

It's not true.

No!

Leave my niece alone, devil!

Auntie...

Get out!

Get out!

It's me, Soy.

Stop! Don't come closer!

What have you done to me?

Soy...

I'm hurt, please help me.

I beg you, don't come any closer.

I'm in pain...

Soy, I'm sorry.

Are you hurt?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Please forgive me.

Auntie...

I didn't mean to. I didn't...

Am I dying?

No, my child. No...

When I die,

I'll become a ghost.

But I don't want to die.

I'm scared of ghosts.

My child...

Auntie...

I love you.

I love you, my child.

Mom.

Mom, is that you?

You're here for me?

Soy!

Soy!

Filthy scum!

I dare you to possess me.

Enter me!

Enter me!

I have nothing left to lose.

You want our bodies, right?

Enter me!

Enter me!

Come and take my body.

Wretched evil!

Aunt Kruea, no!

So you're here!

Do you know what this is?

Auntie!

A sacred dagger.

I will send you back to hell!

Auntie!

Prang, are you all right?

Stop!

Don't come near me.

Prang, what's wrong?

I said get the hell out!

This is me, Dej.

Dej?

I don't know what you are.

You may be the spirit that
took over Dej's body.

I'm clean. You have to trust me.

Shut up!

I don't trust anyone!

You...

All of you conspired to deceive me.

A herbal drink, good for your pregnancy.

Dej!

Our new disciple, Nop.

May I join you?

- Cheers!
- Cheers!

Madam hired me to blackmail you.

She wanted you and Dej to break up.

But I can't do it...

Because I love you.

You've betrayed me...

I know what you're up to.

I have enough proof to
put the blame on you.

Never forget that.

That hag killed my baby.

If you really love me,

let's run away together.

But you have to do one thing for me first.

You said you were curious

Why Madam was so determined to
perform the resurrection rite.

And she was tight-lipped about
the identity of that corpse.

Or maybe...

You've known all along who
it is but kept the truth from us.

Haven't you?

Answer me!

Prang...

I have no idea...

what you're talking about.

Sure, Madam.

I'll do that.

What was that about?

Madam didn't tell me.

She just wants me to call everyone.
It must be urgent.

I can ask Dej what it's about.

No, Soy!

We do what Madam tells us to,
no questions asked.

Why isn't that hag dead?

No way! Maybe she played a trick on you!

Aunt Kruea just called.

Madam calls a meeting at the center
tomorrow morning.

Impossible.

I...

I already did it.

Didn't you know they're lovers?

The baby wasn't yours.
It was the devil's baby!

Bullshit, mom.

Why do you hate her so much?

I want you to inherit the center from me.

That's why you can't have a family.

Enough!

I'll run away with her.
I'll get away from you!

I want to live my own life!

Son, don't do this!

Don't do this!

I already did it.

How?

A 30-year-old Thai man

was found dead by drowning...

Kruea, tell everyone to meet me
at the center tomorrow morning.

I need their help, it's important.

The ritual to summon a
spirit back to its body...

is extremely dangerous.

We won't attempt it unless
it's absolutely necessary.

It requires a strong collective
mind-force to succeed.

You're a ghost just like us!

No!

It's not true!

Come.

Come in.

Don't be afraid.

Come in.

Enter.

Don't be scared.

Enter.

Come in.

My child!

Mother!

Prang.

Dej.

Dej!

I've never stopped loving you.

Now or ever.

Remember that...

A spirit will always return to the person
with whom it has a bond.

If we have a deep bond with someone,

when that person dies,

they'll still reside in our minds,

clinging on to us.

They'll make themselves visible,

walking, moving...

smiling, laughing, crying.

They'll live forever in our memories.

Even though only we can see them.

Get out, you wretched!

Leave my son alone!

Mom, where's dad?

Your dad won't come back again

Why won't he come back?

He's dead, he was killed in a war.

Dad!

Don't cry, child, soon we'll follow him.

Be strong, this too shall pass.

Remember this tree, this is where we died.

One day in the future,

you, me and your father
will meet here again.

Remember.

My son...

Mom.

You're all right now.

The worst is over.

Let's get out of here.

Painful or happy memories...

always connect us with someone.

That means death is not
such a terrible thing.

It's just a transition,

a phase, an ongoing journey.

Yes.

That's what we call...

a spirit.