Bride of Scarecrow (2019) Movie Script

Don't fear, when the

48-hour cycle ends,

we will be back to normal.

Izzy!

What have I told you

about being out here?

Come on, inside, now!

Mom?

I think it's time.

I think it's time we

told her the truth.

For her safety.

The curse.

He will rise soon.

Izzy, love.

We have something we should

have told you a long time ago.

We think that now is

the time to tell you

the truth about our family.

About the land that we live on.

And about the curse that our

family has had for generations.

What is it, Mom?

For generations, our family

goes back to one fatal evening

in the spring of

1910 when a man,

your great-great-great-grandfather,

Antony Web,

was brutally murdered by locals.

You see, they thought he was

stealing, so they strung him up

on a cross in the cornfields

and they left him for dead.

He starved.

And the crows pecked out

his eyes, but there was also

what the legend doesn't tell.

His soon-to-be-wife,

Mary-Lou Jameson,

she was also murdered

by the locals.

They thought she was

stealing alongside him.

So she was taken to a

stable on this land,

and she was set on fire.

They both died on this land,

leaving nothing but one child

in the protection of neighbors

who promised to raise

the baby as if it was their own.

These people from our family.

They were murdered?

The curse goes that

Antony is seen on this land.

For years there have been

old wives tales about him,

cursing him to be a scarecrow.

Roaming these lands

every 20 years.

And for 48 hours, he

can take the lives

of those who walk his land.

He kills innocent people?

They say his soul is

trapped in the same time.

For years, your nana and I

have protected these lands

ensuring that no one gets hurt.

As you come into yourself,

we must make you

a protector, too.

We've kept this a secret

for many years, but tonight,

the Scarecrow will

rise to seek his bride.

I'm scared.

Look, we're safe inside.

We stick together

and we're safe.

As long as no one leaves the

house, stepping on his land,

then we are safe.

We're gatekeepers now, Izzy.

Do you want me to

stay with you tonight?

Yeah.

Look, our family's lived on

this farm for generations

protecting the family secret.

Why does Antony, why

does this Scarecrow,

why does he want to hurt people?

Anyone on his land is

in danger, he's not evil,

he's just tormented by

the curse of the fields.

Would he hurt us?

Look, as long as we stay

inside and we don't disturb him,

then we're safe, okay?

And then in the

morning, we'll go out,

and we protect the land and

make sure no one trespasses.

Are we related to Antony?

Is this why we

protect his secret?

We're related to his

wife-to-be, Mary-Lou.

Was she innocent?

The legend goes that

they were wrongly-accused,

but no one knows.

Okay, look, this is a lot

for you to take in, now just

go to sleep and forget about

it till the morning, okay?

Mom?

Izzy.

Izzy!

Scarecrow?

Antony.

Mom!

She was here, she was

right here, he's got her!

Where the hell did

you get that from?

In case anything

like this happened!

Come on!

It's open.

You wait outside.

No, Mom, you can't

go in there alone.

You wait here,

this ends tonight.

- Mom, please, no.

- Sabina, please.

Please, just, just stay.

I'm fine!

I'm fine.

Izzy.

This ends here.

Mom?

Mom!

Izzy.

Shh!

Izzy.

Izzy, where are you?

Mom!

I can hear

you, Izzy, it's me.

Izzy.

I mean, I just think if

she was being stalked for all

this time, then the police

would have found some evidence.

I mean, this case

went on for years.

I have to go

against you and say

I honestly think

there was a stalker.

So you don't think

it was all in her head?

No, I mean, the picture

the police painted, sure.

But when you look at

how her body was found.

How did she have hog ties on?

Well you don't think

she could've just

put them on herself?

No, I think someone

killed her, I just can't

imagine a person being able

to do that to themselves.

Okay, guys, I'm afraid

we are out of time,

but please do let us know

your thoughts on the fan page.

Do you think Mona

killed herself,

or do you think

she was murdered?

This 1984 case still

remains unsolved.

You're listening to May

Sealey on May the Dead Rest.

This is our limited-series

event where we'll be discussing

unresolved murders of the 1980s.

Do let us know your

thoughts, until next time.

Hello, uh, you wanted to see me?

Yeah.

How do you feel the

show went today?

Yeah, good, I mean, it's

a really fun show to be on.

Why?

Well...

It's not about what I like,

it's more about what

the listeners like and,

you lost half your

audience today and, uh,

that makes your slot the least

listened to slot all week.

Oh.

I mean, I could get more

controversial with my opinions.

I could jazz it up

a bit, I could...

Look, let me cut to

the chase here, I mean,

this just isn't working.

And I'm sure you're

more than aware that,

your show, it's just not

what you wanted it to be.

Yeah, that's 'cause

of the stories!

I mean, the stories

that I get given,

they're absolutely crap,

there's only so much I can do!

Let's not look at

layin' the blame here.

We're putting you

on an earlier slot.

God, please don't tell

me the early morning...

It's the two to six AM slot.

Really?

Seriously?

That's absolute suicide.

I can't believe you're

doing this to me.

So you'll do your last

afternoon drive time slot today,

and then we'll go from the

early slots from then on.

Absolutely gutted, I

don't know what to say.

Okay, thanks for

the opportunity.

You have a phone

call on line two.

Okay, thanks.

May speaking.

What?

Oh, my god.

Really?

Yeah, look at it.

- What's that?

- I don't know!

I think it's some sort of

sheep or a goat or something.

Do you have goats there?

So you're telling me...

Yeah, that I've inherited

this, this property.

- What the hell, May?

- I know!

I mean, apparently I'm next

in line to inherit this plot

of land and everything.

Does your mum know?

No

I don't think I'm gonna tell

her either, to be honest.

I don't think I really

care how she feels.

She's never given you any

idea as to who your father was?

No, never.

So what are we waiting for?

Let's bail!

You don't think

it's a bit weird?

I mean, a father that I've

never met all of a sudden

just dies and then I

inherit this property.

It's just a bit

too good to be true

All I see is a gold mine

Yeah, of course you do.

Do you think I should

just sell it then?

Babe, sell it, rent

it out, do whatever.

Just get out this shitty job

that doesn't respect

your talents.

Oh god, yeah, I didn't

even think of that.

The way I see it, it

solves all your worries.

Oh, my god, do you think

I should quit my job?

Do it now.

Okay, oh, my god.

- What, right now?

- Why not?

Oh, my god, okay!

Right, okay.

Hang on.

Hello?

Connie?

Hiya, yeah, it's May.

Sorry.

Yeah, just a quick one, really.

I just wanted to say that

I won't be coming in today.

I actually won't be coming

in for rest of the week.

Actually, I'm not gonna be

coming in at all, okay, bye.

Fuck!

That's what I'm talkin' about.

- That's what I'm talkin' about.

- She's gonna go mental!

Alright.

The map's saying it's

about a four-hour journey.

Oh, really?

Well I've packed

loads of stuff in here

like snacks and stuff,

so just help yourselves.

Are you excited to own a farm?

Um, yeah!

I mean, it's just a bit weird,

it's just a bit out the blue.

No one's ever mentioned this

side of the family, not ever?

No, I don't know anything

about my biological parents.

Are you gonna tell about

this to your adoptive parents?

No, I mean, they weren't

exactly good parents to me.

I'm pretty sure they just

adopted me to get more benefits.

If I told them, they'd

want half the money.

Aw, you have us, we're a

different type of family.

Yeah.

Do you think this

could be a good story

for your radio show?

May the Dead Rest.

Farmland murders.

Yeah, but we need to

find out what happened

to these people, so come on!

Well, I guess that's

what we're about to do!

Uh, what is with that suitcase?

It's just the essentials.

What, like your

whole wardrobe?

You can take the

man out the city,

but you can't take

the city out the man.

- Oh, my god, cheese on toast.

- Come here.

So, what's with

bringin' your friends?

Sorry, but

they're like my family!

I know they're a bit weird

but they're all I've got.

I wanna celebrate.

- Very sentimental.

- I know, I know.

But it'll be fun, come on!

Okay, get in the car.

Alright.

Let's get this trip on the road!

Wallcreak Manor, here we come.

- Hi.

- Mister Hammerson?

- Please call me Tony.

Hi, May, nice to meet you.

I hope you don't mind, I brought

some of my friends with me.

It's your new home.

- Do you wanna come inside?

- Yes, please, it's so cold

So, what's the big catch?

Now that I've signed,

it's your cue to tell me

this big mystery

about this place.

Your relatives, the ones

that owned the property before.

They vanished without a trace.

It was just over a year ago now.

They were recently

classified as deceased,

so now the property

is being moved onto

the next in line,

which is yourself.

Your father was the

son to Tracey Warren.

She was your grandmother.

Her, her daughter

and granddaughter,

vanished from this property.

What do you mean, vanished?

It's just like they picked

up, packed up and took off.

Never to be seen again.

I'm sure there's

nothing to worry about.

But I can imagine the

concern it brings to you.

But what I can say is

whatever happened then,

it's believed to be gone now,

so, so now it's up to you.

The property is yours, to sell.

It's yours now.

There's some lovely local

produce up the road.

Oh, lovely.

Bit of a drive but...

Signal's pretty bad around here,

but I'm on the other

end of the line.

Okay, well, thank you so much.

It was really nice to meet you.

- Thanks, May.

- Thank you.

Whoa.

So, they have no idea

what happened to them?

No idea.

He said it's like they

just picked up and vanished.

Look, it's still on the

cards that they could literally

have gone off for

a new life, right?

Hm.

Doesn't seem likely.

So, May, what are you thinking

of doing with this house?

I don't know.

I think maybe I'll just sell it.

I mean, the sort of money a

place like this could give me,

I could actually

study journalism.

Then I wouldn't have to work

for such twats that just wanna

hear me talk about

torture porn stories.

I mean, it's not like I

actually knew the people

that lived here, I had no

relationship with them at all.

I mean, there's nothing

actually keeping me here.

Hell yeah, you're

absolutely right.

Mark this as a payment for

your dad never being around.

Anya.

What?

You're right.

This is a good thing.

Shit.

They have real chickens.

Oh.

Hey, baby.

Hello.

Hey, Anya!

Yeah?

- What?

- Anya?

Yeah, I'm coming.

Is that blood?

Oh, come on, Chris.

What?

Don't be saying shit like

that around May, she'll freak.

I'm sure that's blood.

Blood, paint.

Hell, it could even

be chicken blood?

Who knows?

Oh, come on.

I'm sure the police did

a good scout around here.

You have to loosen

up a little bit.

Just stop running your thoughts.

Chill, dude, hm?

Cool.

Anya, I think this

looks like more blood.

You're kidding me.

Babe?

What do you want me

to do with the boxes?

Uh, just unpack

them in the kitchen.

Why, hello, my busters.

MythBuster himself here.

Anyone looking to get into

the spooky spirit of the dead,

this certainly will

not disappoint.

Sit back.

Relax.

Maybe turn on a light.

I recently read of a story,

a supposed true story,

that takes place on the other

side of the pond, England.

Scarecrow.

Myth.

Reality.

I know what you may

all be thinking.

Scarecrow, isn't that

just a stuffed costume

that the farmer puts

out, stuffs with hay

to scare away the scarecrows?

But the actual origin

of the scarecrow

has a whole lot more

to it than that.

Now this supposed true

story takes place in 1991

with a girl named June

whose parents were murdered.

Now June is fully

convinced that a scarecrow

killed her parents, but

from what I read though,

it looks to be a

robbery that went wrong

and the parents died and the

only people that survived

were June and her brother,

that's what I could tell.

Now, fast forward to

2016, 20 years later,

on the anniversary of

her parents' death,

June's brother gets found

dead of a supposed suicide

on the same land where

her parents had died.

So now, June, the very next day,

after her brother has

died of apparent suicide,

June, along with her best

friend and her therapist,

Go to the house to

try and clean it up.

Whoa.

Oh, what a beautiful horse.

Wow.

Yo, where did you

find that?

It was inside there.

You think it was her nana's?

- Maybe?

- Oh, sexy.

Who the hell are you?

You shouldn't be on this land.

Our friend owns it.

- Friend?

- May Sealey?

The owner as of today.

Who the hell are you?

Young girl inherits a farm?

Be careful in this period.

You know the owners

went missing, right?

Why don't you

get off this land

before we call the cops here?

I was here first!

Yeah?

And I bet the police would

like the hear that, too.

Now, get your crap and get

the hell out of this land!

Go and find a homeless

shelter or something.

Why do you wanna sleep

in the farm anyway?

Gross.

Posh bitches.

We're calling the cops in

five minutes, just get walking!

Anya?

Christine?

Hello?

Hello.

Who's in there?

No!

No, don't take that!

It's that time again.

Once again, we are in

fear of his presence.

Unable to leave.

The curse of the scarecrow has

cursed our family for years,

never allowing us to

move on, move forward.

Trapped in a cycle

for generations

to stop others from

becoming in danger.

For decades.

Every year.

He returns.

Our family has dedicated

years of our lives

to protecting the secret.

Never allowing others

to be hurt by the curse

that was put on the land.

I can't have my family harmed.

But as my granddaughter

gets older in age,

I fear.

She needs to know.

The truth.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah, all good.

Just clearin' up.

You find anything upstairs?

What have you got there?

Just some stuff, you know,

stuff that was boxed away.

Evidence?

It was left out by the hallway.

- What did you find?

- Well...

People have gone missing

from this land before.

As in, before the

people who lived here.

More have vanished.

Wait.

Let me see.

Babe, it's crazy,

check it out.

Every year, even more

so than last year,

people have gone

missing from this area.

And not even just from here.

Check out the map.

In Essex, June Sommers,

Karen Gilbert, Nancy Strong.

You know what's nuts?

It's all been around

the same timeframe

as your relatives gone missing.

Could be a coincidence.

What does the

reporter in you think?

She thinks it's something

more than a coincidence.

A cult maybe?

Scarecrow?

- A scarecrow?

- I know, I know.

It's ridiculous as

hell.

Babe, I couldn't make

it up, even if I tried.

These people are crazy.

They actually believe

that a scarecrow did it.

Do you see what I see?

- Deja vu, eh?

- Oh, my god.

We look so alike.

Crazy, isn't it?

- I found this in the barn.

- Holy shit, May!

Where did you find that?

Well, I just found

it in the barn!

Okay, okay.

Let's just put it

somewhere safe, yeah?

Let's go upstairs.

- Which one do you prefer?

- I have no preference.

I see you ladies

found the wine.

Oh, she had some

expensive shit.

Yeah, here, check it out

- Where did you find this?

- It was out in the stables.

Did you guys know that you

own a bunch of farm animals?

I wonder whose this was?

Come on, let's grab a drink.

- You're going to France?

- Yeah.

I've got this wicked apartment.

- Wow.

- In Nice.

When did you decide that,

when did you decide that?

Well, a friend of mine gave

me this place for six months.

So, have you told your

mom about the house?

No.

I don't think I'm

going to, either.

Can I ask why?

I just think with everything

that's happened it's probably

best that we just carry on

leading separate lives, you know?

This house is so cool.

I'd seriously consider

selling it, you know.

What

am I supposed to do?

Leave the city and become

a little farm girl?

What's

wrong with that?

It could be fun.

What have you got there?

It's nothing

Whoa.

Holy shit, girl.

Looks

like her twin, right?

How strange to look

so alike with someone

you've never actually met.

Do you believe in reincarnation?

- I dunno.

- I think it must be.

I mean, there's gotta be

something more than just us.

What if you are her?

Well, if I am her, I

don't know that I am, do I?

Do you know how she died?

Long story.

Explain, how?

She was actually burnt alive.

On this land.

It was the early 1900s and

her husband, she was engaged,

he was accused of being a thief,

and she was painted

with the same brush.

So they threw her in the barn

and they burnt her alive.

God, holy crap.

And her husband?

Apparently he was

turned into a scarecrow.

The legend of a

scarecrow comes from him.

He was strung up like

a scarecrow, starved,

and then pecked

to death by crows.

My god, that's deep.

Wait.

I have an idea.

What are we doing here?

We are gonna try

to invoke the spirit.

See if Mary-Lou walks

the barns anymore.

Anya, stop.

Nah, this is sick!

Invoke spirit?

It's probably total BS, but

when I was doing a write-up

on spirits, we all

know I'm a believer,

I read on how to invoke one.

Trust me, it's total bullshit.

No, come on, let's invoke

the spirit of that girl.

The one that I look like.

Anya.

May.

Let's all hold hands.

Are you kidding me, are

we actually doing this?

Come on, babe, it's

not gonna work anyway.

I summon you with my hold.

You who hold the sight

I see in the image.

The body of God.

The spirit of the devil.

You who takes all

those who come.

You who refuses no one.

Our great lady who exacts

the price of blood.

Mother and daughter.

Destroy all the era and

transform the world.

Come to me now and

change my life!

Where did you get that

god-awful spell from?

I got it online, okay?

Told you.

Total.

Fucking.

Bullshit.

What do we do now?

What

the fuck was that?

Guys, I'm kinda

getting creeped out now.

I wonder if it's the spirit.

Alright, let's

get out of here.

What the hell was that?

I told you, my spell worked.

That was no spell!

So, what if the

scarecrow is real?

Anya.

No, come on.

Usually I'm not the

supernatural believer,

but they all vanished

on this land.

I think that

was a coincidence.

Okay, look, look.

It's fine, it's fine, okay?

Maybe just some

fucked up wiring.

Look, we've all have

enough for the day.

Let's hit the hay.

You're so cute.

What?

The rose.

I didn't get you no rose.

Whatever.

You know I love a romantic.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

Okay.

How you doing?

I'm fine.

Listen.

I know it's a lot of shit to

deal with and it's not easy

finding out about your

dad's side of the family,

inheriting this house.

I know it's hard.

I just wanted to say that

I'm here with you, okay?

Okay?

Yeah.

I know.

You sure?

Did you just see something?

See what?

I don't know, I swear

I just saw something.

Babe,

there's nothing there.

Anya, there isn't

a signal on my phone.

Of course not, we're

in the middle of nowhere.

What?

Is this you?

No.

"You're invited to a wedding."

I didn't write that.

You're invited, too.

I found this in

the bedroom earlier.

What is it?

I, I think it's

some kind of journal.

It was my grandmother's, the

one that lived here before us.

And it keeps an account of

the time that she spent here.

But the weirdest bit

about it is that...

Go on, babe, what is it?

It's saying the same stuff

that you discovered earlier/

It's saying she was

protecting this land

so no one could get hurt again.

It was saying that people

died under the hands of him.

Him being?

The scarecrow.

Why is May outside so late?

Let me check.

She says he rises

every 48 hours.

May!

Dude, what's with the music?

I didn't turn it on.

Why is May outside?

- Outside?

- Yeah!

Come on.

What the fuck?

I saw her.

Right here.

How'd you know?

I saw

her from my window.

Window?

Let me check the house.

May?

I didn't turn this on.

Holy straw.

Fuck.

Please.

Don't, don't, don't.

Who is it?

Who's there?

Darren, what the

hell is going on?

I don't think

you'll believe me.

I don't believe myself.

Darren.

Darren, where the hell

did you find this?

Listen, take this and

shoot anything that you see.

- What the hell is going on?

- Go, Christine.

Anya!

Anya, what the, where's

May, is she okay?

- Get out of here.

- May, where's May?

Come on, bitch, see

what mama's got for ya.

Help me!

Someone help me!

Help!

That's not me.

That's not me, that's not me.

I'm not her.

No, no, no, no!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It is me.

Remember?

Mary-Lou.

I died but I'm back now.

I saw what they did to you.

I was watching,

I saw everything.

They killed you for

something that you didn't do.

I saw it all.

They strung you up

and they starved you.

And I saw what the crows did.

They pecked you to

death, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I've missed you.

I'm the only one taking

this bitch down the aisle.

He's gone.

What was that?

He thinks I'm that

girl from the photo.

- Who is she?

- Mary-Lou!

The one who was murdered

in the early 1900s.

It's the curse of the scarecrow.

It said that Anthony Web

was tied up in the cornfield

by the locals and

starved to death,

and then his

wife-to-be, Mary-Lou,

was burnt alive in the barn.

They were both murdered by

the locals by fear of theft!

And Mary-Lou?

- You're related?

- Yeah!

Apparently my bloodline has

been protecting this curse

of the scarecrow for years

making sure no one else got hurt!

- Well, something happened!

- Yeah, they were all killed!

How do we stop it?

I don't think we can.

May?

Why was he trying to marry you?

Because he wants Mary-Lou.

He actually thinks

that I am her.

I don't think we can stop it.

It says here that'll he'll

attack anyone on this land,

still thinking he's in

the time of his death.

Wait, "anyone who

faces the scarecrow

"must see it through

the 48 hours.

"Each hour of the curse is

each hour until he died.

"Once the 48 hours is up,

the curse will be no more."

We only have to wait 48 hours

for the curse to be over.

For goodness sake.

We don't know when the

48 hours begun, mate.

Well, then we need to

get the hell out of here!

I'll grab the keys, then.

He wants me to be his bride.

Darren!

Get out of here.

May!

Oh, fuck.

May!

May, what're you doing?

May!

Stop!

May!

What're you doing?

You want Mary-Lou?

Stop.

Stop!

I have to do this, Darren.

This won't stop.

I have to do this.

May.

Please!

It won't stop.

May, no!

- May, please!

- Shush.

This won't stop

until I stop this.

He won't stop until

he's with Mary-Lou.

In life and in death.

I'm so sorry, Darren.

May!

I love you.

Please, babe.

Don't leave me!

Shut the door, Darren.

Shut the door, Darren!

May, no.

May!

I'm sorry.

You are not alone anymore.

May the curse

rest here forever.

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