Restless Souls (1998) - full transcript

The house has
remained empty for 30 years.

Its curse has gone undisturbed.

Tonight marks
an anniversary, an ending,

and a commencement
into unholy ecstasy.

Evaluation?

Looks like the car's beat us to it.

It's already fucked.

I saw a house back there.

Yeah. Well...

Hope we don't
scare them away.

Dangerous-looking
newlyweds



seeking assistance.

Guess it's unlocked.

Hello. Is anybody home?

Is anybody home?

Guess that falls
into the no category.

Think there's a phone?

Well, I think
there's a roof.

Yeah, right.

I'm sure
there's a bedroom.

This is not exactly

how I planned our
wedding night, dear.

Well, a bedroom
and privacy

are the 2 most important
elements of a wedding night.

I think this place
will probably fit the bill.



Looks like it used to
be some sort of hotel.

Yeah.

Well, shall we check in, my love?

Yes.

Tell the bellboy to bring
the bags up right away.

Chop-chop.
Chop-chop.

It's wind.

Well, at least
we won't have to

hang a "do not disturb"
sign on the door.

Of course not.
You already are

married for 2 hours,

and the insults have begun.

Well, this is strange.

Looks like
we were expected.

You planned this,
didn't you?

Heh.

Mary, I spent over 5,000 dollar
for reservations

on that royal oak.

I can be spontaneous,
but I'm not moronic.

Huh.

Wow... This is just fucking weird.

I guess we could just curl up

in the back of the car for the night.

Hey... Mrs. Westlake...

I promise you that this is
going to be one wedding night

that you will
never forget.

Okay?

I love you.

What are you doing?

This properly,
I hope.

Your father
would be so proud.

No, my father would have
hired 4 movers to help me.

Is that a crack
on my weight?

Of course not.

It's a crack on my father's checkbook.

You are
so beautiful.

are you sure he didn't
pitch in on this room?

As far as I know...

God came down
and did this for us.

I'm not complaining
if you're not.

You are so beautiful.

Do you wanna
get down and dirty...

Or do you wanna
wash up first?

Well, I'm sure that
there's running water

right next to
the phone's dial tone.

Well, who knows?

Suppose I should
take a look, huh?

Only if you promise
not to go anywhere.

Ha. I'll be damned.
It works.

All right.

Can you believe it?
It works.

How did I guess?

So, can you give me
10 minutes,

and I'll make all your dreams come true?

Good. I'll break out
my scuba gear.

Your what?

Just kidding.

Hurry up, my love.

...Make that
3 minutes.

James,
what are you doing?

I'm not ready yet.

James.

With the lights off?

I didn't know you were
the old-fashioned type.

Not that I'm
complaining.

Ooh, James,

where did you learn
to do that?

Where did you learn
to do that?

Don't stop now, James.

Please take me
all the way.

Mary?
I'm readynow.

Who the fuck is
in bed with my wife?!

Yes,
give it to me!

Mary!

Mary?!

Yes, Mr. Westlake.

I am putting together
a team as we speak.

Dr. Donna Hemmings,

an expert
in paranormal activity,

is flying in from Tokyo
this afternoon.

Anthony lees,
a renowned psychic,

is coming down
from Boston.

You might have read
about him in the papers.

He's helped the police
on numerous occasions.

And Heather Cyrus,
gifted in many ways

when it comes to the
supernatural and the occult,

is flying over from L.A.

I'm meeting up with them at
the hallow king manor tomorrow.

If your son's wife
is still inside the house,

rest assured, Mr. Westlake,

we will find her.

We will find her.

A haunting,
a poltergeist?

Dan, what's the scoop?

Disappearance.

Ooh, a spiritual
abduction. Cool.

This could be a blast.

It could
be something.

Is she really part
of our group?

Yes, Dr. Hemmings.

Miss Cyrus' approach
is a bit unorthodox,

but her results
are impressive.

Dr. Hemmings,
Anthony Lees here.

I've heard great things about your work.

And I of yours,
Mr. lees.

My enthusiasm
for this assignment

has just
tripled, Dan.

Well, good. We will have
to keep up appearances

in case
Mr. Westlake's son

decides to tag along.

Excuse me?
Outsiders?

That's highly unusual
and potentially dangerous.

Well, I have been trying
to talk him out of it,

but he does have
a stake in this.

It's his wife
who's been abducted.

I've got a feeling
she's not alone.

Well...

Yeah,
good vibrations.

Anthony, are you
picking anything up?

Belle, what would
your mother say?

"No". That's why I always say yes.

What do you see,
Mr. lees?

Young-
young people in love.

Dan, I'm afraid
to ask,

but did this place
used to be a brothel?

Please say yes.

No, sorry. It was
a bed-and-breakfast

that catered mostly
to couples.

Honeymooners were its
specialty, I believe.

Well this must've
been one of their

open house nights.

Open house nights.

I'm not picking up
a presence at all.

That's because it's not
currently happening,

Dr. Hemmings.

Mr. lees
has the ability

to tap into the past
and into the future.

That is his specialty.

He can recall moments
that happened decades ago

and sometimes events
that have yet to occur.

I suppose
it's always handy

having a historian
around.

So, what do you do, Ms. Cyrus?

I make contact.

Hands-on work,
dollface.

That's true.

Heather can get very
physical on the job.

Spirits are sometimes
drawn to her.

I send out a signal
they can't resist.

Mr. lees knows what I'm
talking about, don'tcha?

What? I'm-
I'm sorry. I-

I was distracted
by the past.

And what are
your talents,

if I may ask,
Dr. Hemmings?

If I concentrate hard
enough on a mental image,

I can make it
happen.

You're telekinetic?

What a trip.
Go on,

move something
with your mind.

We have not come here
to amuse ourselves

with parlor games,
Heather.

The plan is that if indeed
there are restless souls here,

Mr. lees is
to locate them,

you are to track them,

and Dr. Hemmings is
to make them come

out into the open

so we can hopefully
send them back

to their final
resting place.

Not until I get my
wife back, Mr. Marshall.

Mr. Westlake, I didn't
see you standing there.

My wife
is still trapped

inside this house
somewhere,

and I'm not leaving
until I get her back.

Well, and we are here

to help you accomplish that.

Don't worry.

Why don't we begin
by you showing us

where the abduction
took place?

You decided to spend the night here?

What a romantic.

It didn't look like this
last weekend.

This thing set
a trap for us.

It knew exactly
what it wanted

the second we set foot
in this place.

It wanted my wife.

Please, now calm down, Mr. Westlake.

Just tell us what happened, the facts.

I was taking a shower,
and I heard these sounds

coming from the bedroom,

and I came in to see
what they were.

Please
take me all the way.

I'm readynow.

Then I see them
moving around

underneath the sheets,
and then,

when I pulled
the covers off,

they were gone.
Mary!

They just disappeared.

This thing just
pulled Mary off

into the walls
of this hellhole.

You know, I can
still hear her

trying to escape.

Okay, Mr. Westlake,
I think we get the idea.

Dr. Hemmings,

would you take Mr. Westlake downstairs

and get him
something to drink?

Yes. Please,
Mr. Westlake,

I think we both
could use a refreshment.

She's in here.

She's still
in here.

All right?
Please find her.

Please.

Well, Anthony, would you do the honors

and see
what we have?

And see
what we have?

I'll-I'll
give it a shot.

Did you get something?

I...

No. I guess my signals
got mixed up for a second.

I'll try it again.

Aah!

No, no.
Now, that goes

in the third bedroom
on the right.

Please be careful.

Careful!

And hurry up, will you?

The first guests will
be arriving in 2 days.

Everything must be
perfect. Perfect! Yes.

You're really going
through with this, huh, mom?

Now, don't you start
with me, belle.

I don't have the time.

Didn't uncle Martin's
will say specifically

not to open this manor up to the public?

That the curse supposedly kills people-

uncle Martin was
an 80-year-old,

superstitious fool.

I inherited this house.

I can do anything
I want with it.

But a bed-and-breakfast
is so...

Romantic.

Dougie and I have
been quite romantic

all through
this house.

Yeah, I don't want
to hear about it.

You're such
a prude, mom.

If I was such a prude,

I would be turning this
place into a nunnery

instead of
a honeymoon palace.

According to
uncle Martin's will,

this place would be
better off as a nunnery.

If you truly believe the
devil lives in the basement,

why don't you just
go down there and visit him?

While you're at it,
check the fuse box,

'cause I just changed these light bulbs.

I'm going out
with sue.

I gotta
get ready.

Listen to me,
you sassy little bitch,

you give me 2 minutes
for your poor, widowed,

near-invalid mother

who raised you
all by herself

in the wilds of Nebraska,

rescued you from packs
of hungry wolves

and rabid dogs
and horrible things-

these guilt trips
are getting old.

Well, so am I.

You wish.

Please,
not the crystal vase.

Look out!
Behind you!

Aah!

Hey.
Doug!

What are you
doing here?

Hunting around for
those secret treasures

you uncle was
talking about.

One last chance before
the guests start arriving.

Did you find any?

That depends on your
definition of treasure.

These walls are called
hollow for a reason.

Hallow.
It's called hallow.

Hallow king manor.

Whatever.

Follow me.
Who is this?

Uncle Martin's
first wife?

Who knows?
He's your uncle.

Now, remember
when you said

we've probably
done it

in every room
of this place?

Well... We missed one.

After you, my love.

Unh!

Whoa. Anthony,
are you Okay?

We kinda lost you there
for a few minutes, buddy.

Did you see something?

The cellar. There's-

there's something
in the cellar.

But we haven't
been down there yet.

how do you know?

I know.

Lead the way.

I knew I wasn't alone.

You like me, huh?

Okay, how 'bout this-

you show me something,
and I show you something?

You don't trust me?

But I'm not a tease.

What's your name?

Doug.

Been dead long,
Doug?

It's been ages.

Ready for
one last fling

before you pass over
to the afterlife?

Deal, Doug.

That's good.

Come on.

I want to feel you
inside me.

You will.

Believe me,
you will.

God.

God!

God!

Ha ha.

"General Wilford Arnold. "

Did you hear something?

We even had a chance
to consummate the marriage.

Mr. Westlake?

Mr. Westlake.

I know this may seem
a little bit blunt,

but your wife's
still a virgin.

What the hell does that
have to do with anything?

We're going down
into the cellar.

Anthony has made
a discovery.

Well, where's Ms. Cyrus?

God!

Heather?

God. Not again.

God. Not again.

James. James.

James?
James, darling.

James.

James, darling,
I want you.

My god, Mary.

I knew you were here.

Mary.

The basement, James.

I'm waiting for you
in the basement.

Coming, Mary.

I'm coming, Mary.

Is there a problem?

You tell us.

We heard a scream.

That. I
- I thought I saw a rat, but I was mistaken.

So, there is something
you're afraid of.

There's something
that frightens everyone.

Something that
turns them on, also.

God!

God.

I suppose all beds have
their history, huh, Anthony?

Mr. Westlake knows
this one better than I.

Speaking of
Mr. Westlake...

Mary?

Mary, are you down here?

You're getting
warmer, my love.

I'm waiting
for you, James.

We all are.

You don't think
he'd be foolish enough

to check out the cellar
by himself, do you?

Let's hope not.

This can't be real.

It's as real as you
want it to be, James.

It is you.

You're real.

Do you remember
when we first met?

That hiking trip
in the woods?

We made love
all night.

But, no, we didn't.

We just
fooled around a little.

You said you wanted to wait
until we were married.

But we are
married now, James.

Yeah.

Yeah, we are,
aren't we?

Mmm, James.

What the-

Who are they?

They're with me now.

If you want one of us,

you have to have
all of us.

To prepare you for me.

Did anyone hear anything
in the kitchen a minute ago?

Like what?

Never mind.

Yes. I was
down here.

She was over there, changing a fuse.

Who was there?

She was the daughter
of

who opened this place
as a bed-and-breakfast.

But that was over 30
years ago. It never opened.

Her boyfriend
had found

a secret passageway
in the wall somewhere.

Over there.

Your initiation
is complete, James.

Welcome to hell.

No!

He's in here.

He's in
that wall somewhere.

Well, Donna, do you
think you can...

I'll try.

Nice job, Donna.

Anthony was right.

There's
a secret room.

I knew it.
I knew it was there.

Jesus. Mr. Westlake.

Mr. Westlake!

He found the heart
of the house.

What's that
on his chest?

The south must
make those yanks pay.

I give you my bride to be, my dark lord,

in exchange for victory
in the great war

that plagues our land.

With this mark, I hereby
solidify the deal.

He's still alive.

We should get him
out of here.

Definitely.

We should all leave this place.

At first light,
we move him out of here.

Donna was
absolutely right.

This is no place
for outsiders.

This room should be
all right till morning.

What did you see down there, Tony?

We should all leave
this place at dawn,

leave and burn this
place to the ground.

It's evil,
pure and simple evil.

Bring on the whips and chains, I say.

I think Mr. lees
is slightly exaggerating,

but we do need
to watch our backs.

Stick together
in at least groups of 2.

I suppose boy, girl, boy, girl

is out of
the question?

Well, considering
the history, and,

sexual politics
of this house,

I think that would
be a poor idea.

Anthony and I
will take the room

at the end
of the hallway,

and I believe you 2 ladies

would be best off
across the corridor.

I'm not afraid of
the abduction suite.

I could use
a little action.

The deal is done.

No.

The baby will not
be born pure.

This mortal has been
soiled once before.

You disgusted little whore.

Now I'm gonna have to
find another one.

wilford.

I think we could
all use some rest.

I really wish you'd
tell me what you saw

when you touched
Mr. Westlake's chest.

Dan, this ability
can be a curse.

Imagine knowing how
your loved ones will die.

Point taken.

I've seen this before.

No. I think this is my great-great-uncle's
great-grandfather's wife.

Well, he must
have been great.

Actually, he was
a psychopath,

some nut case general
in the civil war.

Is this cool,
or what?

What. This room obviously
hasn't been aired out

for a million years.

Yeah, but sealed
tight as a drum.

I really had to pry
that panel loose.

And thank you
for doing that.

Can we
leave now?

Come on.

You mean to tell me you've never
wanted to do it on an altar?

Girls like being put
up on a pedestal,

not
a sacrificial altar.

This is
some weird shit.

Ungh!

Dougie! are you
all right?

Let me see! Let me see!

Aah!

I'm fine.

Come to daddy, baby.

Dougie, what do you
think you're doing?

Making love
to my sacrificial lamb.

Dougie! What's
gotten into you?

You release the animal
within me, baby.

Come on. We've waited
long enough.

You Tarzan, me Jane, huh?

You're not a virgin.

And the earth's not flat.

Big surprise, huh?

Come on. I'm not finished.

Aah!
Aah!

Belle?

Belle!

You two belong
to me now.

No!

Whoa!

Anthony, are you okay?

I think we should
go inside.

No.

I don't wanna
go in there.

I think we should talk.

Does that outfit
come with

A 10-year-guaranteed
chastity belt, as well?

Not all of us can be born
nymphomaniacs, Ms. Cyrus.

All right, the girl's
got an attitude.

I better watch my mouth,
or I could find myself

sleeping in
a tree tonight, huh?

I learned long ago
not to misuse my ability.

Yeah? After
what happened?

Donna?

I'm sorry. What?

Come on, you're
not that innocent.

You're in high school. Some
preppy twit pisses you off.

What did you do?

Well, it only happened once.

And?

Nosebleed. I gave her a
nosebleed using only my thoughts.

Controlling
the flow of blood.

Mmm. You must have been
popular with the boys.

What are you
talking about?

You mean to tell me
you've never

had any erections
spring to mind?

I can't believe
how your mind works.

What? It works like ever other
red-blooded American woman.

Did you ever
try it on yourself?

Try what?

Mental masturbation.

Heather. You're
really crazy, you know that?

Well, if you're scared,
you can try it on me.

I'm always up
for new experiences.

I am not into women.

Well, neither am I,
most of the time.

Hey, with that power, we
don't even have to touch.

This is not why we've come here.

We've come here
to rescue a woman

who's been abducted by sexual spirits.

You're right.
How could using your powers

in an erotic way possibly
benefit the mission?

What are you getting at?

We already know you
can arouse the living.

Who says it wouldn't
work on the dead?

We know the spirits we're
dealing with are sexually active.

Your logic is starting to
make sense, and that scares me.

I won't tell anyone
if you don't.

Well, what?
What do I do?

You know
what feels good.

Just think the same
sensations towards me.

Only rougher.

All right, but you'll tell me
if something feels strange?

Don't worry.
I'm an audible girl.

Okay.

I'll start with
just trying to...

I feel a tickling.

Tingling in my thighs.

Good.

That's good.

Now, if I just
increase the...

Yeah.

That feels nice.

Feels like hundreds
of little fingers

rubbing, vibrating all over.

What if I raise?

Yeah.
Do it harder, deeper.

Let me...

Man. Don't tease me.

Give me everything you've got.

Don't stop.

It's happening. I can feel it.

Don't stop.

Faster. Faster.

That's it.
Faster. Faster.

Fuck her!
Fuck her to death!

Aah!

Once you've
been corrupted,

there's no
turning back, my dear.

There's nowhere to run.

I'm already inside you.

Aah!

Rrr-aah!

Aah!

Look at him, Donna.

So peaceful. So sad.

You can cheer him up.
You know you wanna.

Just look at him, Donna.

Help him take his mind
off his wife.

It's wrong.

But it feels so right.

So, you mean to tell me
that general Arnold

made a deal
with the devil?

General gives
the devil a child,

and in return, the devil
helps the south win the war.

Well, someone didn't live up
to his end of the bargain.

The general's
virginal bride

wasn't as virginal
as she seemed.

The devil had
screwed them both.

Literally.

The south loses the war.

General wilford Arnold
commits suicide.

104 years later,

2 kids release
his soul from his tomb,

and he's been haunting
these walls ever since.

But... Why pick
Mr. Westlake's wife?

I mean,
besides the...

Striking resemblance.

I think he wanted
to try it again-

impregnate a virgin
with the devil's seed,

complete the deal.

So you think old scratch
himself might make an appearance?

No, not necessarily.

See, the devil can use
a host to carry his seed.

Someone with
the mark.

Aah...

Deeper! Deeper!

No! No!

Leave us alone!

Dr. Hemmings!

Please!

Donna, you don't know
what you're doing.

The hell I don't!

The hell you do!

Just look!

Look at who you're
making love to!

Aah!

No!

Almost there! No!

Aah!

No!

There is no protection
from the dark one!

It's okay.

I didn't know what
I was doing.

It was like I was in
some sort of trance.

You were.

This place
has been playing games

with all of us
ever since we got here.

Okay, fuck morning.

We're leaving
this place right now.

Where is Heather?

It's got her.
It's got them all-

Heather,
Mr. Westlake,

his wife.

If Mr. Westlake's wife
is still a virgin,

there may still be
a ceremony.

Reunited in hell,
so to speak.

That's not going
to happen.

6 people walked into this
house. 6 people are walking out.

Hey!

I think
general Arnold

has another plan
in mind.

Anthony!

The door's locked!

The general's trying
to separate us!

All right. We have
our work cut out for us.

We'll get you out
of there, Anthony!

Well, sunrise
is in 3 hours,

if that makes
any difference.

We must think straight.

He already knows our weaknesses

and our desires,

and he's going to try
to use them against us.

None of us are immune.

What's our plan
of action?

Get Anthony
out of this room,

find out
the general's weaknesses,

and then it's back to that
hidden room inside the basement.

Remember, it'll try to
trick us and separate us.

Don't be fooled by what
you see and hear.

The child.

What?

It's the child
I heard earlier.

It's a trick.
There is no child.

Ignore it.

She's crying.

Don't let her cry!

There is no child.
It's all in your mind, Donna.

Do you understand me?

Do you understand me,
little lady?

You mustn't use
those powers of yours.

People will think
you're some kind of freak,

an unholy demon!

Do you understand?

You are an evil child.

Evil!

You can't walk away from me,
you little monster!

Do you hear me?

Do you understand?
Do you understand me, Donna?

Do you understand?

Aah!

Donna, come back here.

Donna!

Come back!

You know we're not
so different, you and I.

I never fit in, either.

Why don't you join
the party, Donna?

No!

Damn. I'm gonna
check the foyer.

You check
the dining room.

You check the dining room.

Donna?

Don't be afraid.

We're not
gonna hurt you.

Donna?

Aah!

I'm coming, Mary.

It's time!

Tony, don't be afraid.
We're not gonna hurt you.

Heather.

You know, I was
attracted to you

from the moment
I first saw you.

History can be
so revealing.

Heather, you're under
the control of the general.

Y- you don't know
what you're doing.

But I know
what I'm feeling.

I'm curious. Can you
tell me my history?

Enjoying the past?

And the future.

Now it's my turn.

Let me predict
the future.

Let's enjoy it
together.

You are not
taking my team.

I'm the one
in control here.

Your time
is long past.

The war is over,
and you lost, general.

You lost.

Aah! Ha!

Just the first
round, son,

but I'm coming back
with a vengeance!

Aah!

See? The future can be beautiful.

What? Who? See? It's a huge place.

Great for
raising a family.

Who is it?

And if you like giving
dinner parties...

What?

What's the matter?

Don't you see them?

But they can't see us.

They're in the future.

It is impressive.

But the background
on this place.

All just rumors
and myths.

No one's lived here
since 1968.

It was just
a freak accident.

A girl fell in the basement,
broke her neck.

Tragedy? Yes. Ghost? No.

What about those
paranormal investigators

that supposedly
came through here?

Yes, and rumored to have all
disappeared without a trace?

That was over a year ago.

I think it was just
a publicity stunt.

And no proof can be found to
support supernatural activity.

Stage a vanishing.
It's media hype.

Personally, I don't think
they were ever even here.

Nobody ever found
any traces of them.

Well, come on. Let me
show you to the upstairs...

Where are you going?

Wait! I'm alive!

I'm right here!
I'm not dead!

I'm not dead!

I'm sorry.

I was a bad girl.

It was an accident.

I didn't mean
to use my powers.

I promise I won't
ever use them again.

No!

That's Okay, Donna.

You're forgiven.

Now, hurry up.

They're waiting
for us at the party.

Come.

Meet the other guests.

Mary, well, look at you.

The belle of the ball.

Traci, you know how
I am about compliments.

This isn't real.

This can't
be happening.

But it is,
Donna.

And your friends, they've already arrived.

The dark one
appreciates previews

before
the main attraction.

It puts him
in the mood.

Time for our guest of honor!

Run, Donna! Save yourself!

No!

W- w-what did he do?

She broke the clock.

She broke the spell.

Is that possible?

Can one object hold all
of the spirit's power?

A single object has been
known to be the catalyst

of many hauntings
in the past.

Of many hauntings
in the past.

It works
as sort of a-

an antenna for
a supernatural transmitter.

Destroy the antenna-

and the object
becomes inoperative.

I don't think
it's over.

She's right. I still
feel the vibrations.

We must find Mr. Westlake and his wife.

It's begun!

Where?

In the heart
of the house,

where his power is
still the strongest.

In the cellar.

In his room
in the cellar.

I don't think
he wants us there.

Well, tough shit!

I'm ready for battle.
how 'bout you guys?

Go.

It has been 134 years,
my lord,

but I'm about to live up
to my side of the bargain.

Have your child,

and allow me the freedom
to travel beyond these walls

to seek more vengeance
on all the yankee traitors

from here to eternity.

Beware of the minions.

What are they, rats?

Faithful servants
of the general's.

Enslaved souls
unleashed to deceive us.

Then we're banish
the general's spirits

and free all the souls
in the process.

Something
like that, yeah.

Freeing spirits that don't
want to go is not my field.

We need something
personal, right,

like their ashes
and holy water.

Like their ashes
and holy water.

We have this.

Good.

Let's evaporate
that bastard.

The time
has finally arrived,

my patient friends.

You must now be bound
in unholy matrimony.

Disrobe...

And come to the altar
of life and death.

I will
not disappoint you

this time, my love.

Who's there?

I'll flush it out.

Donna.

Mom?

What did I tell you
about using

those evil powers
of yours?

You ungrateful
little brat!

You're a disgrace
to the entire family!

You are not real!
I'm grown up now.

I don't have to take
your shit anymore!

Inner demons.

I can handle it.
Let's move on.

Do you hear that?
They've begun.

Let's get out of here.

Once I am free...

My power will know
no bounds.

And you two are
gonna be my assistants

every step of the way.

Slaves for eternity.
Slaves for eternity.

If we don't get in here
soon, it'll be too late.

With all the damn spirits in this place,

you'd think at least one
would be on our side.

That's it. If we can't
move the stones,

we can move the souls
inside the stones.

Heather, I need you to try
to contact the spirits

while I attempt
to draw them out.

Yeah. Yeah.

Give me a child,
my dark lord.

Mmm...

Mary, reclaim
your property.

Where do you think you're going?

No!

Stop!

This isn't how
I pictured it.

Don't stop.
The seed must be planted.

No. Stop!

James, what
are you doing?

Makin' babies,
my dear.

Now is the time
to leave this world

and move on
to the next.

And my husband,
the general?

He'll be along
in a minute.

Thank you.

Stage one complete.

Now it gets tricky.

I didn't need
to hear that.

After you, ladies.

You're too kind.

They're coming!
They're coming through!

Stop them!

Nothing must interfere
with the procreation!

I think we're
almost there.

You don't know
what you're doing!

Hey, I'm not that kind
of a girl anymore, bud.

Let me show you your eternal
future if this child is born.

Nobody likes being a slave.

No! No!

That's it.
Unleash the seeds

and create
a whole new world.

Aaah!

Don't!

Now finish the job.

Stop. No. No.

Don't worry, I'll
finish him off for you.

What are you
doing to him?!

Once corrupted,
there's no turning back.

Remember, general?

By possessing Heather,
you taught me something

really useful.

No, you must not waste
the lord's seed,

or there's gonna be
hell to-

3 strikes, and
you're out, general.

I can't hold on.

You!

You ruined everything.

I will have your head!

Three failures, general.

I think you know what that means.

Your soul is mine.

No. No.

Give me
one more chance.

I know I can succeed this time.

Let's go back to my place

and discuss it.

James?

James.

What happened?

God, don't ask me.

Now, who taught you how to do that?

Look, can we just get out of here?

This place gives me
the creeps.

The party's over.

Hallow king manor,

undisturbed
for over 30 years...

Restless no more.

Now on the market
at a reasonable price.

A bit of a fer-upper,
but has a strong foundation

and a wonderful
antique clock

that can miraculously
still tell time.

If you're interested
and wish to make an inquiry,

you can locate the address
inside the sex files.

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