Crystal's Shadow (2019) - full transcript

Stalked by a strange man in black and haunted by the memories of a manipulative mother, Crystal flees into the dark countryside seeking help. Little does she or her new friends realize her ...

♪ A monarch flies

Across the sky ♪

♪ To meet the angel

And his harp ♪

♪ They sing the world

A lullaby ♪

♪ To still the beating

Of its heart ♪

From the high desert

and the great

American Southwest,

this is Midnight in the Desert.

Welcome, good morning,

good afternoon,

good evening,

wherever you are

and welcome to yet

another edition

of the very best in live

overnight talk radio.

Good evening, everyone.

Welcome to Shadow House.

I'm your host, your MC,

your congenial guide

into the dark corners

of human existence.

Ridley Kay broadcasting

from a secret location

in the desolate hills

of North Texas.

This show

is for fellow travelers,

mind-expanders,

truth seekers,

and the morbidly curious.

We got a great show for you.

Tonight, we talk

about ancient aliens!

Yes, tonight over the phone

is a tried and true UFO geek.

Welcome!

It's great to be back

after a short absence.

One in 50 children

will experience

a paranormal encounter.

Many of them will suffer

continued encounters

for the rest of their lives.

The UFO phenom

and alien abductions

have been with us continuously

since the dawn of mankind.

...gray aliens everywhere

in Samarian civilization.

Strang skulls, dark skin,

large eyes.

Creepy.

People, before we start,

I want to get Arnold's take

on all the current madness

unfolding in real time.

Its insane meltdown

in the Middle East,

the still missing

Malaysia Airlines flight NH37.

Ukraine and Russia,

and the tragic downing

of Malaysia 17.

You'd think variably of course.

That's easier said than done.

I mean, there are

so many variables

that we should consider such as

secret US air bases

at Diego Garcia.

...interests.

Putin and Russia standing firm.

...a lot of strange things

surrounding Flight 17.

I'd say Russia

might be set up

by the Western press

which have been ramping up

in secret bias reporting.

- Divide and conquer, right?

- Absolutely.

The real masters are moving

to push us aside

to take over while most people

become more and more dumb down

by corporate-controlled news

and entertainment

if you could call it that.

Circus

like the Roman emperors did.

Right. This is an age

old conflict between the elite

and the masses.

Is the East and West

being manipulated

into an unavoidable

World War III scenario?

They sure

are moving fast

and coming to a head.

Let's get onto

the bigger picture here.

"Shee-ple--"

I mean, people.

I've loved the paranormal

since I was a little boy.

If you're religiously challenged

and or intellectually retarded,

turn your radio dials now.

Click your web browsers over

to some cute puppies

before we melt your brain,

shatter your pre-conceived ideas

about the universe

and leave you crying

in the corner

like a little bitch.

What if I have nightmares again?

Good girls don't have

nightmares, honey.

So be a good girl.

Crystal.

You're awake.

Every man fantasizes about

picking up a beautiful girl

off the road

and giving her a ride.

You don’t want this fantasy.

Why?

You a serial killer?

Let me out.

Can I drop you somewhere?

Just stop the car!

Miss, I found you passed out

from heat exhaustion.

...took the UFO

phenomenon seriously--

Name's Mal.

Short for Malcom?

Malvin.

Bad-ass, huh?

Check out the smile on that one!

My name's Crystal.

Feel's good, doesn't it?

What?

Moving on.

I grew up an army brat.

I traveled the world

with my pa.

He was based in Germany,

Saudi Arabia,

Philippines, you name it.

Want to be a soldier, too?

World helped me

appreciate my beliefs.

I believe if there was less

ignorance in the world,

people would just come together,

set aside all the differences.

I think it's all pieces

of a giant jigsaw puzzle.

And our government still

wants us to figure it out.

I don't know

anything about religion.

My parents were something else.

Yeah, well, far more things

in this world that unite us

than divide us.

Why not?

Welcome to my humble abode.

I'm Ryan,

how can I help ya'll?

Uh, we'd like a couple

of cheeseburgers

and two rooms for the night.

Ah, well, since you two

look like lost lovers,

I'll give you the special suite

I only give to honeymooners!

Sounds great.

That'll have to do.

Gentlemen.

- Three.

- Three.

I'm out.

Okay.

Three knights.

Shoot!

This here is some both queens.

Bet everything.

Those are my three best cards.

Three.

Two.

I'll take two.

Hell, I'm all in.

Yee-haw!

Every dog has its day, ladies!

Thank you. Thank you, gentlemen.

How did you do that?

Nine of spades.

Ace of hearts

Six of spades.

Six of hearts.

Six of diamonds.

King of clubs.

Jack of diamonds.

Ten of spades.

Queen of clubs.

Seven of clubs.

Nine of clubs,

Four of spades.

Crystal!

You and your

scrawny-ass girlfriend

better get the hell out of here!

Sit down. Rest.

Crystal!

Where's that sound coming from?

Crystal, what's going on?

Tell me so I can help.

- Please, tell me--

- Get away from me!

- I'm not being the bad guy!

- Get away from me!

Nice caravan.

Don't get excited.

It ain't mine.

Boy, I hope you're not using

my property for your hook ups.

- Hey.

- Hello.

Hm.

I'm Lyra Coslov.

I'm a UFO researcher.

I'm helping Ridley

with his radio show.

- Zane McAllister.

- You old smoothy.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Rent.

- Oh.

Where's the rest?

Business is shit

in this economy.

I got hustled by this

young couple at the diner.

I swear, this chick could read

my cards before I dealt them.

And then she pretended

to be sick

and they both took off

with my money.

That's the lamest excuse

you've ever come up with.

When are you going

to get a move on?

Get your sorry-ass RV

off my property?

Stop leeching my water

and my power.

Getting tired of taking

my dead presidents

every month, Zane?

Yeah, well, it would be nice

if I got all of them.

Plus, when I agreed to rent

to your dumb ass,

I didn't know that you were

the ring leader

of "Blasphemy Radio".

Live free or die, right?

I don't like being

on the government's radar.

I'll leave soon enough.

Well, you're on my radar

and it sucks.

If you don't pay

all of your rent,

from now on, it's going

to take 600 a month

after this

so that it doesn't suck.

Hypocrite.

I thought you devout Christians

hated money.

Root of all evil and shit.

Well, better Christian

than your cockamamie mixture

of, uh, conspiracy theory

and new age crap.

They'd ought to invent of word

of what you believe in.

Uh, "con-spiritualism"

or something.

Six hundred.

That, uh, pretty foreign girl,

is she another nut job like you?

I know! She's perfect!

Say hello, to, uh,

master lucifer for me.

No prob.

Enjoy the brutal beat down

you get from Saint Peter

when you try to cross

the pearly gates.

So another episode

of Shadow House.

As you can see,

I have a co-host now.

Oh, fancy.

Check out the looker

on your left.

Right, your right.

After months of you guys

pathetically begging,

I invited best-selling

UFO author

and paranormal researcher

Lyra Coslov

to co-host the show

for a week.

She accepted my invitation.

Go figure.

Welcome to the show, Lyra.

It shouldn't be too surprising.

- You have a latch for knowing--

- Hold a sec.

You're not accustomed

to talking on the radio.

I'm going to give you

a sexy voice.

A sexy voice? Wow!

I've you under

a version of photoshop, baby.

I'm Ridley Kay.

And I'm your father's brother's

nephew's cousin's

former roommate.

What does that make us?

Absolutely nothing.

Dude, don't steal my thunder

by talking

before your introduction.

- Sorry, Rid.

- Long-time listeners

will recognize the voice

of our next guest.

He holds two PhDs

in electrical engineering

in astro-physics.

Plus, he's winner of the

prestigious Ridley Kay

Overall Cool Guy aware.

An oldie, but a goodie.

Please welcome White Path.

Chief technology advisor

but not a chief, huh?

Always the bridesmaid

but never the bride.

You wanted to give us an update

on our old friend HAARP

in Alaska.

What's going on exactly

in the Arctic Circle?

There's a secret arms race

going on, folks,

to control the atmosphere

of the earth.

In fact, if listeners

click onto my website:

they can observe HAARP

activities in real time

as we speak.

Explain exactly what HAARP is

in terms that a drunken teenager

listening to us on Friday night

at three a.m. can understand.

Right. Well, HAARP,

spelled H-A-A-R-P

is not

a musical instrument, kids.

It's an acronym referring

to a secret government facility

in Alaska known as the

high-frequency active auroral--

- Layman's terms, brother.

- Okay, morons.

Think of it as a one billion

volt microwave oven

aimed at the sky.

That would make

a lot of popcorn.

...generates low-frequency

radio waves

in the atmosphere that ripple

all across the world.

See, the US government

uses this program

to study the ionosphere

of planet earth.

However, it does have

many troubling applications.

In fact, HAARP is peaking

right now.

Many conspiracy theorists

believe HAARP

control the weather.

And even punch holes

into alternate dimension.

HAARP will eventually

play a part

in clandestine mind control

of large populations.

In combination with

chemtrail technology

and particularly,

if they manage to implant

- RFID microchips.

- And what do you believe?

I mean, for what purpose?

See, whenever HAARP activates,

people around the world

complain about strange events.

Lights, altered mental states,

sounds, voices, UFOs.

Hell, someone out there

might be having

a real interesting night

right now.

We have a caller.

That's my private line.

I never give that number out.

Alright, enough of your

Native American Jedi

mumbo jumbo.

East to the Rockies,

you're on the air.

Please, I need your help!

Sounds like we have ourselves

a prankster.

- Sayonara, lady.

- Wait!

Someone's following me!

Oh, let me guess,

you used a Ouija board once

and now Satan

lives in your closet.

- Kid, I've heard it all.

- Listen!

You know, Rid?

Those could be HAARP sounds.

♪ The monarch flies

Across the sky ♪

Where did you hear that?

And I'm going to bring it

to you the truth!

- Brought to your front door!

- Alright, cupcake.

It's way past your bed time.

I got a bad feeling about this.

Here's to another year

of truth seeking.

Oh!

Not another step, young lady!

You're trespassing

on my property!

That's the girl

who stole my money!

- Someone's following me.

- Yeah, probably the sheriff!

Yeah, he's looking for her

and that kid!

How are you going to pay

for that there gate, young lady?

Where's that stupid kid

with my money?

No way.

Doesn't look like any kid

I ever saw.

Please help me.

You want help?

Go to the sheriff.

Zane McAllister,

put your dick away.

What the hell is all this fuss?

A woman can't sleep.

Zane, can't you tell

this poor girl's in trouble?

Here.

I'm Caroline.

And "Mr. Trigger Happy"

is Zane, my husband.

You hungry?

How's about I fix you

a sandwich? Okay?

My name's Crystal.

Dipshit over there

is the infamous Ridley Kay

and his girlfriend Laura,

or whatever.

Pick up. Pick up!

Yo, White Path. Come over here.

Remember that crazy chick

from the show?

She's here at Zane's place.

No, shit.

I have no idea how she found me.

And she wasn't kidding!

Why'd you come here?

She had a man in black

trailing her.

You know, those guys

from the government

who show up after UFO sightings

and threaten everyone

to shut up!

Just get your ass over here!

Turn it on?

I'm listening to a show.

No wonder you need help.

Crystal.

Meet White Path.

White Path, Crystal.

Look.

If there really are forces

following this girl,

We should cover the considered

things before getting involved.

Life isn't a haunted house,

Ridley.

These scares aren't fake.

And they don't stop just

because we want them to.

Okay.

Her energy is dark, brother.

I mean real dark!

Don't you see this is

our opportunity to prove--

Prove what?

Everything!

My grandfather says you only

fight demons

if you're an angel.

...more than once.

Tornadoes. We call them

tornadoes in American.

If the tornado wants her,

you and the holy roller

over there going to stand

in its way, gringo?

Absolutely.

I'll come by tomorrow.

Lyra.

I had a clear shot.

Back to the Morning Star Hotel.

It's very late. You could--

Sleep in your crappy

rental home?

Yeah, it doesn't sound so great

when you speak

the idea out loud.

Well, I'll, uh,

come back tomorrow.

To check on Crystal.

It's, um, it's nice having

a young lady in the house again.

Caroline, we're not going

down that road.

Not with that girl.

Is she not coming out?

Did you sleep at all?

I don't belong here.

I should leave.

Enough moping around.

Kid.

You want to belong?

Earn your keep.

There's lots to do at the barn.

Come on.

Holy shit. This is what

you guys saw last night.

I'll see you guys later.

Okay, here we go!

Zane, would you care

to say grace, please?

Bless us our lord

and these fine gifts

we're going to receive

to Jesus Christ our lord.

And please damn Ridley to hell

for eternity. Amen.

Did I miss something?

Okay, okay.

So let me get this straight.

- You're an atheist.

- That's right.

And you believe

in the great spirit?

Absolutely.

We're Christians.

And you?

I believe in everything

except creation.

Aliens created us as some kind

of an experiment.

And you, Crystal?

I don't know what I believe.

So if aliens created us,

who created them?

We shouldn't be at

each other's throats.

No, I disagree.

This is exactly what people

with different beliefs

should be doing.

Having a nice dinner.

- And great food helps.

- Very true.

- Yeah!

- Thank you.

Well done, Caroline.

For once not for you.

Thank you. Thanks.

Crystal.

Complete your task first.

If you finish dinner

early enough,

Mom's going to read you

Alice in Wonderland

before bedtime.

I'm tired of that story, Mommy.

Can we read something else?

You love Alice in Wonderland.

My momma use to read that to me

all the time.

Bullshit, Ridley.

President Clinton couldn't keep

eleven private meetings

with the interns.

Do you know how many people

would have to be involved

in all those conspiracies?

It's crazy!

Ridley's right.

It happens.

Look at this.

LA Times 1995.

"President Clinton apologizes

to the survivors and families"

of those

who were unknowing subjects

of government-sponsored

radiation experiments."

How's that?

I hate smartphone pads.

And this one MKUltra.

" The New York Times in 1974

exposes a secret

US government program

that ran through the 50s and 60s

involving unknown US citizens

in an attempt to create

mind-controlled slaves

using psychiatric drugs,

sexual abuse and torture.

The CIA ordered

all project files destroyed

but 20,000 documents survived

when they were accidently stored

among financial records

that were recovered

through the

Freedom of Information Act."

But why?

Isn't the government made up

of normal human beings?

Why on earth would anyone

want to do such horrible things

to good, everyday people?

Miss McAllister, that's where

Ridley's show comes in.

We believe some other force

is at work.

American ideas

aren't the problem.

Something seems

to be interfering

with American reality.

Some outer force? Please.

I'm sorry,

and you know the truth?

Know I don't, but in a world

where extraterrestrials exist,

- I--

- Are you sure about that?

Yes. I was abducted

when I was nine.

Were you abducted?

I didn't think so.

Look, I researched the subject

for over 15 years.

Very impressive.

Well, I've studied science

for 17 years.

And I hold two PhDs.

I've had a book published.

Bravo.

Look, all I'm saying is,

that in a world

where UFOs are real,

none of your creation stories

make any sense whatsoever.

We're not debating

religion again.

Thank you.

That is just

to keep you company, sweetie.

We're not debating religion!

Zane?

Record that.

It's just static.

Just do it.

You've reached the home

of Caroline and Zane McAllister.

Speak your piece.

Have a blessed day.

Crystal...

Who is this?

What do you want?

Are you the man in black?

Crystal...

Stop following me!

Crystal!

Crystal!

Crystal, stop!

You'll be safer with us.

If I stay, all of you will die!

Not if we work together.

You can't outrun the government.

This thing will catch up

with you one way or another.

You really want to be alone

when that happens?

My entire life's a sequence

of strange events.

I never knew exactly how strange

until my parents were murdered

when I was nine years old.

Living in an orphanage

was more normal,

My eyes were finally open

that I was special.

And not in a good way.

Who killed them?

Me?

Possibly.

The police never found

the killer.

Ridiculous!

I mean, you were a child.

That's what everyone

keeps saying.

You don't remember

if you killed your parents?

I'm afraid now and then

I lose these blocks of time.

It happened that night.

Crystal.

The only thing

I remember from my childhood

is seeing that man

staring at me.

Same thing happened

yesterday also.

And now, he's coming for me.

Who?

The man in black?

Can you tell us

who Malvin is?

I left the orphanage

and I caught a ride

with a man named Malvin.

And the lights followed me

in the sky like they often do.

And now, Malvin is dead.

Are you suggesting you might

have killed this Malvin?

I don't remember what happened.

I swear I'm telling the truth.

I believe her. Especially

after what I saw tonight.

Oh, come on.

We all saw it, didn't we?

Promise me one thing, everyone.

When the lights come,

just run.

Lyra.

Yo, White Path. Get over here.

This is a bad idea, Ridley.

Man says he wants the container.

Odds are, Crystal has it.

Crystal didn't know

what he was talking about.

She has to have something.

Whether she knows it or not.

What's gotten into you?

Our lives have been threatened.

And she might

have killed a guy.

She might have killed

her own parents.

I don't believe that.

Well, you believe

what you want.

I'll believe what I see.

No one delivers on a Sunday.

Careful, Zane.

It's addressed to you.

That belongs to Malvin.

Sit down. Rest.

Where's that sound coming from?

Crystal, what's going on?

You need to get away from me.

Tell me so I can help.

You need to get away.

- Please tell me.

- Get away from me!

- I'm not the bad guy!

- Get away from me!

Caroline, step away

from Crystal.

- No!

- I agree with your husband.

What are you both nuts?

You're going to believe

that horrible man

over this poor girl?

She could be dangerous.

Crystal, listen to me.

You care about

these folks, right?

You and I need to go somewhere.

He's a man in black

flesh and blood.

When people claim

to be abducted by aliens,

some of them say

they were paralyzed.

I was not abducted.

I'm not lying.

I have no clue what to believe.

Maybe you're a listener

of my show

and decided to pull off

an elaborate hoax, I don't know.

He died here.

They killed him

and I couldn't stop it!

Where is he?

Why isn't he here?

Ridley, these portraits

were in my parents' house!

I swear I'm not making

any of this up!

Why are they here?

Okay. Okay.

Why don't you go back

to the truck?

We're leaving.

We'll have something

to eat, alright?

And then we'll sit down

and try to reason this through.

This mean anything to you?

I'm having a hard time

figuring out

what paranormal

bedroom invasions,

men in black, UFOs,

and British royal emblems

have to do

with an orphan girl from Texas.

Did you hear my phone just now?

No.

Sir, you can't park your truck

here all day long.

Good thing I'm in a good mood.

Next time, you'll be towed.

Even with you two love birds

still sitting inside.

Sorry.

Ryan!

Have we been in this truck

the entire time?

You know the answer to that.

Why don't you just rent a room

instead of fulling around

in the truck all day?

You're going

to get yourself arrested.

Pervert.

What the hell, Ridley?

I've been trying to reach you

all afternoon.

Bring Crystal back

to Zane's place.

I'll meet you there.

I think I'm being haunted

by spirits or something.

You just don't want to say it

to the others out loud.

You're a sharp girl, Crystal.

I just want to record video

and audio of you

meditating by yourself.

My equipment will detect

the entire spectrum

of the electro-magnetic

radiation surrounding you.

Just because human beings

can't see invisible light,

doesn't mean it isn't there.

People get sunburned

on the beach.

Now, if your eyes can tune in

to those frequencies,

it'll be like seeing

into a parallel dimension.

The objects and creatures

that share our space.

They just cannot be touched.

People say ignorance is bliss.

Maybe they're right.

Ignorance only works for people

not being chased

by sinister men in black cars.

Do you ever feel like you're

being followed or watched?

But then you turn around

and find yourself

completely alone?

Always.

Maybe it's time

we turn the tables.

Now, listen.

You're going to be alone

in the dark for a while.

But you will be safe.

Alright?

Promise?

If anything comes after you

in this world or the next,

just repeat to yourself:

I am with the great spirit.

Inside here and here.

What's with all

the ghostbusters equipment?

Well, we can't sit around

playing defense.

Eventually, whatever

is chasing Crystal

is going to get her.

Unless we identify it

and deal with it.

Here's one clue.

Funny, huh?

I found a British

royal code of arms

hanging in the room where

Crystal claimed that boy died.

"Claimed?"

What are you saying?

They never found the body?

The enemy's got to be

flesh and blood.

I mean, if they were ghosts,

why would they cover the tracks?

Why clean up

evidence at the crime scene?

They're human.

I wouldn't be too sure

about that.

Have a look at this.

It's from the static recording

from last night.

Notice the time in that video?

Have a look at this.

The HAARP facility in Alaska

was active exactly the moment

we received the phone call

from a so-called Mr. Cruel.

Now, I bet if we timed all

the weird stuff happening

to that girl,

it would correspond exactly

to the spikes on this graph.

What about today?

Crystal and I lost 10 hours

of time this afternoon.

We have no memory

of what happened.

We may have been abducted.

You're suggesting that aliens

abducted both of you

in broad daylight

at a diner?

There it is. HAARP spikes today.

At 1:11, 2:22, 4:44,

and 11:11,

just before I called you.

All corresponding

with the memory losses.

Unbelievable.

This huge conspiracy you guys

have concocted is insane!

The government would be

hounding a poor orphan girl

using a quarter billion dollar

facility in Alaska?

I mean, you guys

are going off the deep end.

I found this in Crystal's

suitcase that may be

the container that Cruel's

been looking for.

I think I know what's happening.

She's being used as a gateway.

It's an entity

from a different dimension.

First, you guys are talking

alien abduction

and now it's

interdimensional beings?

Could make sense.

Aliens would have to travel

faster than the speed of light

to reach earth.

By definition, it would make

them interdimensional.

They're spirits.

Oh, of course!

Spirits are operating

a top secret government, uh,

a government facility to torment

a poor little orphan girl.

What next? What next?

Bodily possession?

Perhaps we should get

a Catholic priest in here.

No, no, no. Better.

We should burn some sage brush

and waft the smoke

around Crystal's head

and get rid of all

the negative energy.

Surely that would stop

the man in black.

- Oh, would you shut up already?

- He's got a point.

Let's suppose that aliens

are abducting people for real.

- But why her?

- Maybe she was bred for it.

Part of a bloodline.

No one

is available to take your call.

Please leave a message.

Hi, Lyra. It's me.

Really missed you today.

Some really interesting

developments here.

Call me back.

No! No! No!

No! Please!

What's wrong?

Have you forgotten

your childhood friend?

This is Ridley Kay

welcoming all our devoted

listeners to another night

of strange happenings

and unexplainable phenomenon.

I'm afraid my guest

Coslov couldn't be here tonight.

She's...

she's busy.

The funny thing

about being a host

of a paranormal radio show

is the wide diversity

of experiences people

bring to the table.

Think about what that truly

means for a second.

Last week,

we discussed HAARP and secret--

...involving the

earth's atmosphere.

Before that, we explored above

top secret government programs.

And then, it was demonic

possessions and exorcisms.

Secret bloodlines of the elite.

And on, and on, and on.

How can these various theories

be true all at the same time?

All my guests were people

who're deeply convinced

they experienced something real.

We're all living in that

ancient Hindu parable

taught to us in school.

We're all blind in trying

to describe

an elephant in the room

by touching it.

A blind man touches the tail

and says the paranormal

is like a rope.

Another blind man

touches the trunk

and says the paranormal

is like a tree branch.

And then humanity fights over

which version is correct.

Is there anyone looking

with eyes open?

Is there anyone

who can see the whole elephant?

Please call me. Please.

Crystal?

Crystal, are you awake?

I'm sorry.

I didn't believe you.

It's alright.

It's alright.

You're safe now.

East of the Rockies.

You're on Shadow House.

Good evening.

You sound familiar.

This is the voice of the master,

you young amateur.

Welcome back.

I can't describe

the whole elephant,

but I may be able to give you

another tiny piece.

Well, I suppose that's the best

we can hope for.

Actually, I saw an extremely

interesting relic.

This little idol?

Absolutely.

A young lady had it.

She called the show

last week begging for help.

Yes, I remember her.

What is this object?

That is a statue of an ancient

Samarian god Enki.

Don't know anything about him.

Oh, but you do.

You and all your listeners do.

- Really?

- There's more to this

ancient character

than meets the eye,

but ancient cultures have

a long history

involving strange abductions.

It's a little hard

to make out what you're saying.

You find very similar stories

about shape-shifting

non-physical entities

who abduct people

from all over the world.

Fairies in Scotland

and Ireland,

the strigoi in Romania,

and Eastern Europe,

the yokai in Japan,

Rakshasa in India

They even exist

in Native American culture.

Enki is one

of the original names

for the fallen angel

that we call Lucifer.

Are you implying

that ancient aliens

were perhaps spiritual in nature

rather than extraterrestrial?

Ask you friend White Path

about that.

Are you still there?

Are you there?

Typical.

Can you hear me?

You can't keep

Crystal locked up forever.

It's obvious this...

this man in black,

this Alister Cruel

can track Crystal's movements.

He must be using

some kind of tracking device.

An implant or a chip.

You wanted to run.

Get the bug out of her.

Get her away from here

with no one seeing.

We give the girl some cash.

She'll be free as a bird

if we get her far enough away.

And how exactly will we get

an implant out of her?

I worked as a nurse

for 20 years.

I can do that.

No. I saw we make contact

and we record it.

Find a way to give them

what they want

without giving them her.

Then we expose it to the public.

That would protect Crystal.

I get it! Finally, I get it!

You don't care anything

about this girl.

She's just a way for you

to find the truth

with a capital T.

It's your dream come true,

ain't it?

It's your once

in a lifetime opportunity.

I care more about Crystal

than you know.

Yeah? Well, she's a little

young for you, don't you think?

Guys?

I like Zane's idea.

Are you sure you want

to go ahead with this?

Okay, can you stretch your arms

out for me?

Look at the back

of her neck, numbskull.

Something's transmitting.

I can feel a tiny lump.

What would you know about that?

Didn't you ever watch X-Files?

Miss McAllister, you need

to be very careful.

It's extremely close

to her spine.

Okay.

Okay, can you take her hair

for me, please?

There, too.

Great.

Okay.

Okay. You sure you're ready?

Okay, here we go.

Okay.

Can you feel that?

It feels so weird.

Here it is, honey.

Got it!

Oh, god!

There we go. Good girl.

Brave girl.

'Atta girl.

I'll be praying

real hard for you.

Here.

Take care of yourself.

I wish I had parents like you.

My little girl disappeared

a few years ago.

It was lovely to have

a young lady in the house again.

- Here.

- Nah.

Here.

Don't take it if you're going

to accidently shoot

your balls off.

We're going to figure this out.

I promise.

So Mexico.

Crossover at El Paso

to Matamoros.

Exactly what I was thinking.

They're activating HAARP again.

Cut the lights, quick!

Okay, take the next right.

It's a short cut.

Let's lose this guy

and stay off the freeway.

I told you.

I'm not leaving your side.

God almighty.

Would you let me have my way

just for once?

This thing is bigger

than all of us.

Stay with your sister

for a spell.

I love you,

that's why I got to stay.

I love you, too,

that's why you have to go.

What the hell?

Probably shit it out

in a few days.

Can I turn the

head lights on again, please?

I could drive a lot faster.

Son of a--

Malvin!

Shit! Shit! I hit someone!

I saw him go under

to the truck!

There's blood on the front!

Crystal, where are you going?

Come back!

Wait here

and I'll bring her back.

Come back here!

Crystal?

We should go back.

Who are you?

Alister Cruel?

Crystal.

Crystal?

Crystal.

This place is evil.

We can't stay here.

Come back with me.

Mal?

I'm here. Let me help you.

Mal!

Crystal? We need to leave now.

You don't understand?

He's trapped here

because of me.

I didn't mean to hurt anyone.

I didn't mean to.

I have to free him.

Crystal, there's no one here.

No! Crystal, stay away from him!

That's not Malvin.

It's a ritual site. Stop!

No!

What's wrong, Ridley?

Did you forget all about me?

Didn't I tell you?

I'd be coming back for you.

Ridley.

You've been such a bad boy.

Didn't I tell you never

to talk about these things?

But you just couldn't

keep your mouth shut,

could you?

You just had to go

and broadcast it to the world.

Who are you guys working for?

And what the hell

are you talking about?

What do you want

with that poor girl?

Will your kind ever learn?

Some things are simply

beyond your understanding.

Every child should know

its limitations.

But you keep on

overstepping yours.

So now, I'm going

to have to punish you.

Aren't I, Sam?

What the hell

are you talking about?

Stay back!

I don't want any trouble.

This gun is loaded.

♪ The monarch flies

Across the sky ♪

♪ To meet the angel

And his harp ♪

♪ To sing the world

A lullaby ♪

♪ To stop the beating

Of its heart ♪

Who the hell are you?

You'd just shoot your own mom?

How could you?

After all

I've done for you?

Who the hell or what are you?

Crystal?

I want you to keep away

from that girl.

I'm going to give you

what you need.

Crystal's the container.

Crystal, no!

Good girl, Crystal.

My darling!

You did just fine!

Now, finish him!

Look, what do you guys want?

Why are you doing this?

Crystal, you don't have

to do this.

You're not a killer.

Surely you noticed

the butterflies.

You knew what Crystal was

right from the start.

We told you. We always tell

everyone the symbols

are everywhere.

It was you who took

my daughter, too!

You bastard! What did you do

with my baby?

You're breeding people

so you can possess them.

That explains the abductions.

The blood lineages

through the ages.

Pulling the strings

of the people

inserted as leaders.

If it's any consolation,

Crystal wasn't the killer.

We simply placed

something inside her.

Something we nurtured

and grew.

Where did you come from?

What do you want from us?

We've always been here.

Since before your kind,

we watched as you settled.

Waited,

wanted what we've always wanted

from every one before.

Just that you'd live your life

as you would normally.

Just do what seems natural

and easy,

the path is wide and welcoming.

It is already beneath your feet.

You just have to walk it.

To enjoy it.

You're a part of this anyway.

Every human being,

whether you know it

or not.

I am with the great spirit.

I am with the great spirit.

I am with the great spirit.

I am with the great spirit.

I am with the great spirit.

Ridley.

Remember my

grandfather's stories.

Silence!

Who asked you to speak,

feather head?

The lords of darkness!

You're free from them!

Crystal!

Deny it in your body!

You are with the great spirit.

You are with the great spirit!

- You are with the great spirit.

- I am with the great spirit!

White Path!

Don't die on me, god dammit.

She belongs to me!

I will visit you again soon.

You be a good little boy.

It's Cherokee Hope-hope.

Crazy shame, and I thought

I'd lost you, buddy.

What's that?

Uncle Sam.

Where's Crystal?

What'd you do with my buddy?

Am I under arrest?

You going to charge me

with anything?

Are you simply going

to make me vanish?

Who the hell are you?

Yo, dude. You hear me?

What kind of game

are you guys playing?

What the hell is this?

I know all about you spooks.

You're trying to read

my mind, aren't you?

Not getting into my head, pal.

You need to get some sleep, son.

Nightmares keeping you

awake at night?

What the hell

did you do to me?

That's it?

Thanks for nothing.

Son of a--

Back in the 1930s,

Albert Einstein

tried to create

a grand unified theory

of everything.

One single equation

that would explain

all of the seemingly

contradictory forces in physics,

time, space, gravity,

and electromagnetism.

Maybe that's what we need today.

One big theory that proves

all of the paranormal together

maybe everything

is somehow connected.