Castle Freak (2020) - full transcript

The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the path

of righteousness.

And though

I walk through the valley

of the shadows of death...

...I will fear no evil.

Where are you?

Please help me save

this lost soul.

Tell me what to do.

You filthy, filthy pig!

You filthy...

...beast!

Your fate is in God's hands now.

May he forgive me.

Thanks.

Am I interrupting something?

Hey, Becks.

Where you been?

- We were just talking.

- Yeah?

Why don't you talk

to someone else?

Whatever you say, Becks.

Bye, Shelly.

Damn, I love it

when you're jealous.

- Mm.

- It gets me so hard.

Yeah? Is that

why you're always talking

to other girls behind my back?

'Cause you got problems

keeping it up?

Whatever works, right?

The universe is not

what it appears to be.

You think our world

is the only one that exists.

There are others.

Hi.

Good to see you.

Parallel universes,

if you will.

Each with their own versions

of this world and ourselves.

Right, so you're trying

to tell me

there's another me

in another universe,

sitting on my ass with you guys,

drinking my Crown Royal?

Come on.

It's not as absurd

as you may think.

It all comes down

to particle arrangements.

It's not just philosophy.

It's science.

Yeah, well, tell me this, then,

Professor.

If there are so many

other universes out there,

how come we ain't never heard

of them?

'Cause these universes

are frustratingly inaccessible.

For now, at least.

I'll bet the government

is hiding them from us.

Or enslaving those other worlds.

- Man, we're enslaved here.

- Preach, brother.

Professor,

what the hell do you know

about other universes?

This guy's never even

left Massachusetts.

An open mind has no limits.

Alright, see,

but th I can relate to.

I mean, I always

have an open mind.

And I rarely have limits.

- Here you go, baby.

- Thank you.

Hey, Professor, you ever heard

of the lizard people?

Lizard people? What the fuck

are you talking about, Chuck?

He's talking about

a race of aliens.

Cold-blooded, humanoid

reptilians that live among us.

That have the power

to shape-shift into human form.

Lizard people, man.

This is what they're teaching

you at that fancy university?

This is no joke, John.

These lizard people,

they look just like us.

And they become politicians

and movie stars

- to push their lizard agenda.

- Goddamn.

I guess the government really is

fucking us six ways from Sunday.

That's why I'm always on alert.

When the shit goes down,

and the government tries

to take what's mine,

I'm gonna be ready for it.

Yeah, you and me both, brother.

You guys are so fucking weird.

Thank you. That's the smartest

thing I heard all night.

Come on.

You want to get out of here?

- Yes. Let's go.

- Mm.

- Ooh.

- Give me some of this.

There you go.

- Alright, okay.

- Mnh-mnh.

Let's... Let's go.

Come on.

What are you doing?

Hey. Hey, get the fuck

off my car, man!

Get in the car.

What's wrong with you?

Jesus, I'm fine. Here.

Want a cigarette?

Here.

- You good?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Do you want me to drive?

I got it. It's fine.

- You sure?

- Yes.

What are

you fucking asking me for?

It's fine. Jesus.

- I can't see!

- Becca?!

- I can't see!

- Becca!

- I can't see!

- Fuck.

- Are you okay?

- Um...

Oh, God.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, how long

till we get there, man?

Just a few more miles, sir.

This your first time

here in Albania?

What do you think?

You nervous?

Yeah. A little bit.

Well, don't be, alright?

I know it's all pretty weird,

but we got this, okay?

Mm.

Oh.

What's that smell?

You smell that?

What's it like?

It must be old.

Yeah, it's really old.

It's...

I don't know...

Not without its charms, I guess.

You got to be kidding me.

What?

It's that bad, huh?

Bec, I've never seen

anything like this.

I knew it.

Finally you have arrived.

Welcome to Whateley Castle.

Did he just say "castle"?

Looks like our luck is changing.

This way, please.

It is an honor to meet you,

Ms. Whateley.

I hope your journey

wasn't painful.

- Reilly.

- I'm sorry?

My last name is Reilly.

Rebecca Reilly.

Not Whateley.

Oh, I apologize.

And the gentleman is?

The name's John.

I'm the boyfriend.

- This place is tight.

- Yeah.

Whateley Castle has stood

for hundreds of years.

Its history precedes

even the town's.

I don't understand.

This was my mother's house?

Yes.

Lavinia Whateley became

the owner of Whateley Castle

after her father passed away.

- That's this guy?

- Yes.

That is the late Mr. Whateley.

What did he die of?

I believe it was a...

heart matter.

Oh.

John, can you describe it to me?

It's big, Becks.

It's really big.

That's right.

I just don't get it.

Becca thought that her mom

gave her up for adoption

'cause she was poor.

You must understand...

Ms. Whateley

was not a well woman.

She was a recluse.

No one in the village

had seen her for many years.

She chose to be apart

from everyone.

But I'm sure she thought

you would have

a better life in America.

Anyway, our castle is yours

to do with as you wish.

Yeah, we're selling it. Hmm?

- Right, hon?

- Do you hear that?

Hear what?

I understand.

The idea of living here

could feel strange initially.

But I am sure, with time,

you will appreciate it.

Hey, take a walk with me,

alright? Let's go.

Becks, I'll be right back, okay?

Alright.

I can have the castle

on the market tomorrow at least,

but maybe it will take some time

to get the right offer.

Yeah, but don't hold out

for a high bid or anything.

You know? The sooner we get

rid of this place, the better.

Of course.

By the way, if you need some

assistance with the furniture,

I can get some locals

to come and help.

No, it's cool.

We've got friends

coming from the States

in a few days.

Together, we'll be able

to take care of it.

Oh, I see.

Hold on.

Just out of curiosity,

do you know how

the old woman died exactly?

Yes, I do.

It was a suicide.

No, I know.

I mean how.

I believe it was

self-flagellation.

What's that?

It's like, uh...

Take this, please.

What...

That's pretty fucked up, man.

As I said to you, Ms. Whateley

was a very sick woman.

Religious fanatic, you know.

She believed

in many strange things.

Do you think that's gonna

put off buyers or no?

Ah, no, no, no, no, no.

I don't think so.

You know, those who

are in the market

for purchasing old castles

usually have, um...

how to say...

eccentric tastes.

Alright. Good man.

You take Castle Grayskull

off our hands,

you get a healthy commission.

But, um, don't tell Becca

what you told me, alright?

'Cause she's been through a lot.

It's all weird enough.

She doesn't...

She doesn't need

any more trauma.

- I understand very well.

- Yeah.

This is my private number.

If you need anything,

I mean, anything...

at your disposal.

Thank you, Marku.

Okay.

That Marku guy

sure was a character.

God, I guess these folks are

pretty stuck in the past, huh?

I was thinking he could help me

find out more about my mother.

He seemed to know

a lot about her.

I don't know, Becks. You really

want to go there with him?

I've got a feeling

there's some skeletons

in the Whateley family closet

you're better off

not letting out.

Come on. The guys will be here

in a few days.

We'll focus on selling

this place and everything in it.

Are you sure it's a good idea

that they come?

Why not?

They're our friends.

Are they?

I thought they were just people

that we partied with.

Look, they're doing us a favor

coming all the way over here.

I can't unload

all this stuff by myself.

Come on. Won't you feel better

with a whole bunch of people

around you you know?

A bunch of people.

I can't go back

to that life, John.

It nearly killed me.

- It nearly killed both of us.

- Hey, I know that, okay?

And the crew knows that, too.

Larry, I talked to him.

He said the guys would be

on their best behavior, alright?

No booze, no drugs.

Them's the castle rules.

- Don't.

- Why not?

- I'm not in the mood.

- Oh, come on.

You're never

in the mood anymore.

Man, I wish

you could forgive me.

Yog-Sothoth!

Yog-Sothoth!

I'll find your daughter.

John?

John? John?!

- John.

- Hey.

Becks, I'm in here.

- Hey.

- Hi.

Sorry.

I didn't know you were up.

- I would have helped you.

- I'm okay.

- Mwah.

- Is there coffee?

- Yes, there is.

- Yes.

Take a seat right there.

Yes.

Oh.

A cup of coffee

for my gorgeous girl.

- Mm.

- Mwah.

- Thank you.

- How'd you sleep?

Mm.

Terrible.

I had the most awful nightmare.

Yeah, that'll happen when

you're sleeping in a new place.

- Especially one like this.

- I saw someone being whipped.

- It was weird.

- Whipped, huh?

- Yeah.

- Kinky.

I wish.

It was awful.

It felt so real.

You'll feel better once Larry

and the guys get here.

The more people in this place,

the less scary it'll feel.

I hope so.

Bacon. Mmm.

What the hell?

The mirrors are all broken.

- Steps right there.

- Mm.

Oh, my God.

What is it?

Oh, this room is incredible.

Here, take the railing

right here. There you go.

Jesus.

I wish you could see this.

Really? Me too.

So funny.

Sorry.

It's weird.

It's like a church almost.

I don't know.

There's stone everywhere.

There's animal skin

on the floor.

Watch your step.

Watch your step. There you go.

Oh.

What?

What is it?

- What is it?

- Nothing. Nothing.

What do you mean, "nothing"?

Looks like this is

some kind of altar room.

Is this is where

your mom came to pray?

Why would she pray down here?

I don't know.

Maybe she wanted privacy.

From who?

John, can we go now?

What's going on?

Answer me.

Nothing, nothing, nothing.

Just more weirdness.

Okay, well, I don't like it

in here. Can we please go?

Yeah.

Yeah, don't get upset.

It's just a bunch

of old religious crap.

Oh, I think this was

your mother's bedroom.

Here, come sit.

No sheets.

Oh, fucking flies!

Jesus.

Oh, there's some old dresses

in here.

- Can I have one?

- Yeah.

God, it stinks in there.

We ought to wash some of this

stuff if you want any of it.

Personally I think we should

sell it all to a thrift shop.

Oh, Mother.

Who were you?

Hello?

Hello, Ms. Whateley.

Hi. Oh, Reilly.

But that's okay.

The Reillys weren't

much of a family to me either.

I wanted to see

how are you doing.

If there is anything

I can do for you...

Actually I'm glad

that you stopped by.

There's something

I wanted to ask you.

Let's go for a walk.

Yes. Please.

Do you know anything

about my father?

In my adoption file,

it just says "unknown."

I'm afraid not.

I can make inquiries in town

if you'd like.

If it's not too much trouble.

Oh, no trouble at all.

If there is anything else

you need help with...

Hmm?

Maybe I can assist in getting

some of your mother's items

appraised.

No, John definitely has

that covered on his own.

But, you know, I'll let him know

that you offered your help.

Wait.

I'll help you.

Thank you.

And...

...are you sure

you want to sell the castle?

I know you find it

overwhelming on arrival,

but maybe something's

changing in you.

I guess I'm just not

much of a castle girl.

I hope you understand.

I only ask about your feelings

because, well, I grew up here

and I cannot imagine

living anyplace else.

We may seem old-fashioned.

But life here

can really be surprising

in ways you cannot imagine.

You know, I'll keep it in mind.

Really,

thank you for everything.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Yeah.

Mm...

Sounds like a view.

Oh!

Whoa, whoa. Becca.

Hey, wake up.

Hey, you're having a nightmare.

Becca. Becca.

- Whoa, whoa. Wake up.

- There's someone in here with...

There's someone in here!

There's someone in here with us!

I'm telling you, there was

somebody in the room with us.

I could feel them.

Becca, there's nobody else here.

These are just bad dreams.

It's normal, considering

everything you've been through.

Maybe.

What color is my mother's robe?

In my dream, it was red.

Babe, it's blue.

Alright?

The robe's blue.

It feels red to me.

Hey.

Listen, when we sell this place,

we are gonna have money

to do whatever we want.

I mean, think about that.

Think about

our future together, okay?

I love you, Rebecca.

I love you more than anything

in the world.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

It's not.

It's fine.

You didn't mean it.

Bec?

Mm.

- Becca, where are you?

- In here.

What are you doing?

You're gonna hurt yourself.

Relax.

You know, I've got this.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

I can't rely on you

to take care of me forever.

I've got to learn

to do some stuff myself.

- Alright. If you say so.

- Yeah, I say so.

- It smells good.

- Thanks.

Mm.

And you know what?

You should get started

on selling everything here.

The sooner we get rid

of everything,

the sooner we can

get out of here

and get on with our lives.

Yeah?

- That sounds like a plan.

- Okay, good.

- Mm.

- Mm!

Shit.

"Casa Giorgio Orsino.

1926."

Goddamn, that's old.

John?

John?

Hello?

Hello?

God!

Becca, what's going on?

Hey, what happened?

- What'd you do?

- Somebody was there!

I swear, there was somebody.

Get up.

Get up, get up, get up.

Come on. Let me see this.

Let me see.

Move your hand, move your hand.

Fuck. Come on.

God, this could have been bad.

- Hey!

- Shit.

You're lucky this thing

didn't land on your head.

There's someone here.

I heard him in the walls.

It was probably a squirrel.

It was not a squirrel!

This thing was big.

Okay, then it was

a big squirrel.

It was a big Albanian squirrel.

It was a person.

Becca, man,

there's nobody else here!

You got to get a grip.

Maybe we should leave.

Baby, we're not leaving.

What are you talking about?

We can't leave now.

We've got everything to do.

We got to get

everything appraised.

We got to go through it all.

I mean, what?

- Marku can help us.

- No, Marku's a weirdo.

I barely trust him

to sell this place.

- Alright, well, we need help.

- No, we don't need help.

Man.

I can take care of this.

The guys are coming anytime.

You really want them showing up

to an empty castle?

Okay.

Look, I know

it's a creepy place,

but it's also

a very big place filled

with a lot

of really valuable stuff.

I mean, this is our chance

to finally get ahead,

and we're not gonna get

that chance again.

And you know that, right?

Yeah.

I'll take a look around.

I'll see if I find anything.

Does that make you feel better?

Hello?

- Hi. Marku?

- This is Marku.

Yeah, it's John from

up at the castle. Remember?

I remember.

Listen, so, you know how

you said you could help us out?

Hello?

I'm just not feeling so good.

I'm kind of in need of some,

uh...

...pharmaceuticals...

if you know what I mean.

I will send

someone straightaway.

Alright, thanks.

I'm gonna get some more boxes

from downstairs.

I'll be right back, okay?

Don't be gone too long, okay?

Honey, I searched

the whole castle, alright?

- There's nothing here.

- Really?

You searched every single room

in 20 minutes?

Baby, I searched a lot of it,

alright?

Hey, come on.

I'll be right back, okay?

Are you Marku's friend?

I'm Doctor.

I bring the pharmaceuticals.

Okay. Cool.

- Yeah, follow me.

- Okay.

So, what do you want?

Huh?

Do you want coke, speed,

Ecstasy, Molly?

- I got it all, bro.

- No, no, none of that shit, man.

Just give me some downers,

alright? You got downers?

So, you are rich American.

Living in castle.

I like rich Americans.

They really know

how to party, yeah?

I don't know.

I guess, man.

I'm just trying

to take the edge off.

The edge. The edge!

I like the edge.

Fucking tear that shit out, bro.

Yeah, okay.

There you go.

Good doing business with you.

I got some H.

We live on edge.

I could get us girls, boys,

whatever you want.

No, man, alright? I'm good.

Alright? I'm good.

- Let me show you the way out.

- Ah, yeah.

I shoot up here.

Alright, what?!

I shoot up. Heroin.

Here!

I can't do it at home.

I'm living with my mother.

But, here, in

the big fucking castle, I can.

- Yeah? I can.

- No.

- Actually no.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Alright, you got it.

Mi casa es su casa, alright?

Awesome, bro. The Doctor

will hook you up anytime.

- Thanks, bud.

- Yeah.

Do me a favor. Be quiet

on your way out, okay?

- Okay. Quiet.

- Quiet.

I'm quiet here.

Hey, hon.

Your man's back.

Oh, what you got there?

I found it

in my mother's closet.

- Can you describe it to me?

- Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Here. I'll take that.

Oh, it's in another language.

Hey.

You are here for party?

Go ahead.

The Doctor shares.

No, I already blast off.

No.

These pictures

are pretty freaky.

Mm.

Well, there's some

pretty far-out stuff in here.

It looks really, really old.

It's probably valuable.

Maybe we can have

Marku look at it.

He said he'd help us

get some stuff appraised.

We do not need Marku.

We have The Professor.

Thank you.

So, where the hell

is this place again?

Up there.

- Hey, hey, hey.

- Hey, hey!

Alright, come here.

- Welcome. How you doing?

- How you living, baby?

- Come on.

- What's up, man?

- How you doing?

- Hey.

- Welcome. You too.

- Good to see you.

- You too. Get up there.

- Hey, John.

My dear. Mwah.

How you doing?

- I'm alright.

- Alright, good.

- Good to see you.

- You too.

Hey. Reading already?

What is this?

Albania. Alright,

study it up, study it up.

Hey, boys!

- Party!

- Welcome, welcome.

- Alright?

- Not bad.

Dude.

Man, you stepped up.

Hey, hey, out of the way,

out of the way.

Alright, so, this is

the great hall, you guys. Look.

Look how big this room is.

Now, there's more to show you,

alright? So, there's a bear rug.

There's a fucking bear rug.

Look at this.

- Come here.

- Whoa, whoa.

- Now, look.

- This place is swank.

You can say that again.

Chuck.

- Yo.

- Not bad, right?

Who's the creepy dude?

That's

Rebecca's grandfather, man.

He was, like, lord of the manor.

- Lord of the weirdos.

- Yes, that, too.

Does this mean you're now

the lord of the manor?

John?

Hey, Becks.

How's it going?

It's going good, Chuck.

It's nice to see you, Rebecca.

Yeah, nice castle you got here.

Thanks.

Hey, Rebecca.

Um...

Wow, you look really cool.

I love those sunglasses.

Thanks, Shelly.

I didn't realize

you would be coming.

Yeah, well, you know, with these

guys being so busy and all,

I thought you could

use some girl time.

How nice.

Hey, Professor, there's

something I want to show you.

Come here.

All this stuff

is so fucking creepy.

I'm gonna go freshen up.

- The Necro-what?

- The Necronomicon.

A grimoire book of spells.

You mean like witchcraft?

I believe it dates

back to the Middle Ages.

This is clearly

the Latin edition.

Can you read Latin?

Of course.

How do you know about this book?

There have been rumors

that the Miskatonic University

housed a copy

of the Necronomicon.

But it was stolen.

I believe in the 1920s.

Maybe that's the copy

we have here.

In Albania?

The followers

of the Necronomicon span

the four corners of the globe.

This isn't Manson

out in Death Valley

with a handful of followers.

This is a worldwide cult that

follow the ways of this book.

Hey, so,

the million-dollar question

is, how much is it worth?

Worth?

It's priceless.

Looking good, bitch.

Looking real good.

Oh.

Oh, John, John, John.

A fucking castle.

Here's to us, John.

Oh, beast.

Where are you hiding?

Hold on.

Aah!

Oh, no!

Fascinating.

What is it?

This passage details

a race of ancient deities

known as the Great Old Ones.

They were monstrous creatures

who once ruled over the earth.

They were imprisoned

in another dimension.

Look, this is Yog-Sothoth.

He's the key to everything.

Okay, you're geeking out,

Professor.

If the pursuit of knowledge

is geeking out,

then, yes, John,

I am geeking out.

Guys, this doesn't make sense.

I thought my mother

was a Christian.

Maybe this wasn't your mother's.

Look at this magnificent beast.

- I believe his name is Cthulhu.

- Don't get too attached

to the weird monster book,

Professor. We're selling it.

You can't sell this.

It's a major discovery.

John, maybe

we shouldn't sell it.

It's family history.

Yeah, some family.

- John?

- You know, fine.

We won't sell

the creepy goddamn book

if it means so much to you.

Thanks for your help, Professor.

Hey.

Hey, asshole.

Okay. I deserve that.

Sorry I snapped.

I think this place

might be getting to me, too.

Are we still friends?

Yeah, we're still friends.

Come here.

Sorry to interrupt.

- Rebecca.

- Yeah?

You said you found

the book in your mother's room?

Yeah, it was in her closet.

Can you show me the exact spot?

Yeah.

We're headed into town to see

about selling some stuff, so...

- Alright.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm good.

- Alright.

Okay.

I'll see you later.

Alright.

So, it was in

the cabinet on the top shelf.

Professor?!

- Rebecca.

- What?!

You're having a vision.

It's okay, it's okay.

He abused my mother.

Who are you talking about?

Let's try here.

Hey.

I'm from the castle

up there on the hill, mountain.

We're looking

at selling some stuff.

I was wondering if you might

want to come by and take a look?

I'm not interested.

What do you mean,

you're not interested? Why?

That castle's filled

with priceless antiques.

That castle is filled...

with evil.

What are you talking about?

When Lavinia Whateley died...

...I thought it was over.

No longer would

our town be cursed

by their ungodly bloodline.

But it didn't end.

When they found Ms. Whateley,

her body had been smashed

to a bloody pulp.

Our cattle,

they have been eaten alive.

Evil still resides

in that castle.

And now that the demon spawn

has returned to her birthright,

- all hope is lost.

- Hey, watch your mouth.

That's my girlfriend

you're talking about.

Then you, sir, are in bed

with a beast.

Oh.

Okay.

Well...

I think that I will be

taking my business elsewhere.

Thank you for your time.

Listen to me.

You best heed my warning.

Get out of that castle.

You may think you have

control over your world,

but you couldn't be more wrong.

There are dark forces...

beyond what you...

Get out of here,

you rotten bastards!

Jesus Christ, John.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Good idea.

- Fools!

- What is going on? Jesus.

You must listen to me!

- Hey.

- John.

- Yes? Fucking...

- Come on.

Really?

Wow. You sure?

Okay, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Thanks a lot.

What's wrong?

That was the estate manager.

Not only is the castle

not on the market...

...but the guy

we've been dealing with there

doesn't even work there.

He had no idea

who I was talking about.

I mean, what's really going on?

Stop.

Oh, oh, oh, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no. No.

Listen to me.

We can work together.

No, no!

No, no, no!

Do not let this be a repeat

of New Year's Eve.

- Oh.

- I'm serious, okay?

Promise.

"No New Year's Eve, Shelly."

Can we get this started, please?

As long

as we're all in agreeance.

- What are you guys doing?

- Ohh!

I can't believe

you fuckers brought coke, man.

You're lucky

you're not in jail, man.

Relax.

Smuggling coke is easy.

Chuck snuck it up his ass.

Do what you've got to do.

Yeah, man.

Oh, if Rebecca finds out you

have it, she's gonna flip.

Dude.

She's blind.

Larry, shut the fuck up, man.

She can, like...

She can sense things.

Relax, man. Here.

- No.

- Suit yourself.

You need some coke.

Yeah, I do.

That's my girl.

According to this passage,

there's a prophecy

that the Old Ones

will return to this world

and cast it

into eternal darkness.

Each of these deities

has its own cult

that follows and worships them.

These people actually want

the Old Ones to return.

You can see whatever you want.

- You good?

- In my vision,

my grandfather ripped a crucifix

from my mother's neck.

Maybe he belonged

to one of these cults.

That would explain

the Necronomicon being here.

Listen to this.

"Yog-Sothoth knows the gate.

Yog-Sothoth is the gate.

Yog-Sothoth is the past,

present..."

Alright, that's enough.

I mean,

this is just getting nuts.

This whole town is insane.

Now you guys are, too?

Old Ones?

I'm sorry. Old Ones?

It's the biggest bunch of shit

I ever heard in all my life.

John, are you okay?

No, I'm not okay, Becks.

I'm...

I'm tired, man.

I'm tired of all this shit.

You're tired?

Really, John?

How do you think I feel?

I'm blind, John.

I'm fucking blind.

What do you want me

to do about it?

Actually,

what do you want me to do?

I've been right here for you.

Haven't I?

Have you been?

Really?

There's someone living

in the walls of this castle,

and you won't even believe me.

The Professor does,

so why won't you?

Because The Professor's

a lunatic and I'm not.

- No offense, Professor.

- Duly noted.

I'm sorry.

What the hell did she just say?

That there's someone

in the fucking walls?

There is nobody in

the goddamn walls, okay?!

This is just hysteria.

The whole damn town has it.

It's not hysteria, John.

It's real.

You know, my whole life

has been a big goddamn mystery.

There's someone here

living in this castle,

and if you don't want

to help me find out who it is,

then you can get

the fuck out of my way.

Come on, Professor.

Becca, hey.

Don't.

Don't!

I'm sorry, Becca.

Hey. G...

Hey. Hey.

Come here.

Come on.

It's alright.

Let her go.

You guys obviously

need some space.

And you, God, you need

to unwind, Lord John.

It's tough business

running a castle.

Let your lady attend to you.

Come on.

Come on.

Thataboy.

Okay, it was here

along this wall.

That's where I heard it.

It's hollow.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Can you hand me my mom's robe?

The red one?

Yep. The red one.

I knew it.

There's a secret passage.

No way.

Are you going in it?

Professor?

Professor, don't go far.

I'll be right there, okay?

1929.

Fuck that.

What a year.

No, that's my boy.

Mm. Mm.

You're not quitting on me.

Come on, come on.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Come on, wake up, wake up.

- Okay?

- No, man.

Oh, no, I got to get this.

Hey, toss that over here.

Have one.

You're not quitting man.

Where's my boy?

Open the fuck up.

Yeah, there we go.

Yeah, you ready?

Yeah, yeah.

There's my fuckin' man.

You're my fuckin' man.

You're my fuckin' man.

You're my... Yeah.

There we go.

That's my guy.

Oh!

Fucking wasting it, man.

You alright?

Mm. To you.

Thank you.

That's what I like to see.

There's a woman

who knows how to have fun.

Hey.

Why don't you...

...give me a tour of the castle?

Yeah?

The whole big, giant castle.

What do you say?

- Yeah.

- Yes.

Yeah. Why not?

Come on.

John always gets laid.

What's he got that we don't?

A castle.

Right.

Is that the sound you heard?

Yeah.

Oh.

Oh, John.

Oh, take your shirt off.

You do it.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, John.

Oh, fuck.

Uh.

Oh, fuck.

You may proceed, Lord John.

And what do we have here?

It must have been Becca's mom's.

I guess freak

runs in the family.

God.

- Oh.

- Get up there.

Oh, John.

What are you doing?

God.

I'm yours, baby.

Do it. I dare you.

John, you're perfect.

Yeah, fuck that.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, John.

Ah! Shit, Shelly.

What are you doing?

Don't stop now. Come on.

Come on.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Come on.

Don't stop.

Oh, baby.

Yeah.

I wish you could see this.

John said the same thing.

Help!

Somebody, man, help!

Please!

Help!

Hey, somebody, man, help!

Come on!

Is it... Yo.

Hey. Who's that?

Holy fucking...

What is it?

Fucking covered in blood.

Where's Shelly, man?

She ain't here, man.

Get me the fuck

out of these things!

Hey, hey. Fuck.

What? What?

Hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey.

Come on, man.

What the fuck?

Alright, whoever did this,

they are gonna fucking pay.

Come on, let's go.

Oh, fuck.

Whatever's hiding in the walls,

I think it lives here.

I know.

I can feel it.

Whatever it is,

it hasn't been gone long either.

Candles are still lit.

Shit, there's a book.

What's it say?

"Father committed

the basis of sin."

He has allowed the

monster to use him as a vessel,

to impregnate me

with its evil seed

in hopes of opening the gate

so that the Old Ones may return.

One daughter bears

the mark of the monster.

The other,

it's too early to tell.

The twins must be separated...

"...until Father returns."

This prick's got to be here

somewhere. Come on.

Help! Somebody help me!

It's that way.

Come on.

What are you doing down here?

Help me.

Marku, what the fuck

happened, man?

Tell me!

It was her.

Foul beast.

Vile demon.

What are you talking about, man?

I am talking about

the abomination

that lives in the castle.

The freak!

We have to stop her.

Her appetites

cannot be contained.

She is insatiable.

Please, please!

Get me out of here

before she comes back.

Get him out of that thing.

Yeah?

Who the fuck are you, Marku?

Why should I believe

a goddamn word you have to say?

Because I know this castle

inside and out.

I can help you get out of here,

but we have to act fast.

No, no, no, no, no,

I'm not going anywhere, alright?

You understand that?

And you know why?

'Cause this is my castle.

And I will be damned

if some inbred freak bitch

is gonna run me out.

Damn right.

We're here with you, bro.

Follow me, boys.

Do you know what this means?

My grandfather raped my mother,

then told her it wasn't him,

that he was possessed

by some monster

so he could get away with it.

He brainwashed her into

believing in these Old Ones.

She must have thought

that she was evil

because she was born deformed,

and she sent me away

to protect me.

I don't know about all that.

Why not?

I think we should

get out of here...

before whatever lives here

returns.

Oh, I totally

just popped a boner.

Same here, bro.

I'm rock hard.

Okay, we should

split up now, huh?

That way we can

cover more ground.

That's a good idea.

Alright.

Chuck and Larry,

you guys take upstairs.

Marku and I,

we handle things down here.

Let's hurry the fuck up

before this thing

finds Rebecca, alright?

We've been preparing our whole

lives for this shit, bro.

The bitch will be neutralized

and destroyed.

Fucking A.

Let's go!

Ah!

Ah!

Hey! Hey!

- What was that?

- I'm gonna go check it out.

No, no, no, Professor.

Professor!

I know who you are.

You're my sister.

Rebecca.

You're my sister.

Rebecca.

Rebecca.

Don't. Don't.

No!

Wait, wait, wait.

Come back.

Come back, please.

What the fuck was that?

I don't know,

but we're gonna find out.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Hold on.

What, man?

Let's just think about this

for a sec, man.

Think about what?

You pussying out?

No, man.

I just think we need

to take a sec

and think about a strategy.

A strategy?

The best strategy

is the element of surprise.

Now, I say we go in there

and we fuck our shit up

before that bitch

knows what hit her.

Yeah?

Sounds like a pretty good plan.

Right?

Alright?

So on the count of three.

Hmm?

One, two...

Three.

Did you hear that?

Come on!

Don't be afraid.

My friends,

they call me The Professor.

My God, you glorious specimen.

The book, that's how

I know of your kind.

But it's not enough.

I want to see the gate.

I want to see Yog-Sothoth.

He is the key to life and death.

And so are you.

Show me everything.

Aaaah!

I can see.

I can see everything.

No. No.

No.

No.

No!

Oh, no, no, no, no.

No!

Yog-Sothoth.

Yog-Sothoth.

Why don't you come on out?

I got something for you.

Marku, where the hell'd

this chick come from anyway?

She's the daughter

of Yog-Sothoth.

No one can stop Yog-Sothoth.

Certainly not you.

Marku, are you fucking crazy?

I'm chosen.

Yog-Sothoth spoke to me.

He summoned me here

to save a child

and reunite the sisters

so he may return.

I find your daughter.

No. No.

She will be soon here

to be reunited with her sister.

There are many more like me.

Disciples of Yog-Sothoth are

all waiting for this moment,

the return of the great Old One.

I'll kill you,

you crazy fucking asshole.

No, you won't.

And neither will your friends,

who are most certainly dead

by now.

Once the great Old One's

offsprings are united,

the gate shall open once more.

This time, forever.

Yog-Sothoth knows the key.

Yog-Sothoth is the key.

Yog-Sothoth is past,

present, future.

All are one in Yog-Sothoth.

He knows where the Old Ones

broke through,

and where they shall...

Hey, freak!

Ah!

Oh, this is my castle now, huh?

You hear me?!

Mine!

All mine!

Now, you fucking freak.

This is for Shelly.

And pissing me off.

John?

John! Stop it!

- Stay out of this!

- Don't hurt her!

Don't hurt her!

Please stop!

Stop!

Stop it!

Stop it!

- Let go!

- Stop!

She's my sister!

She's my sister.

Yeah, you're just like her, huh?

You're a freak!

Stop!

You and your whole family!

Please.

Please. Please.

- Stop!

- Stand up!

John.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

The prophecy has been fulfilled.

The daughters of Yog-Sothoth

have been reunited.

The two make one.

It's time for the old great ones

to return!

Don't fight it, Rebecca.

We have been chosen

by the Old Ones.

Everything that happened

happened by their design.

Embrace your sister, Rebecca.

Embrace your father.

Embrace your family.

Aah! Aah!

Enter.

Just a moment.

Mr. Armitage,

how can I help you?

West.