Dark Vision (2015) Movie Script

Good Evening

and welcome to the

show that dares to

lift the veil on the unknown

to confront our darkest fears.

Are you ready to spend the

night, with Spencer Knights?

My team on tonight's

vexing vigil are...

Kev on roving camera.

And returning to the show

after a three-year sabbatical,

we have camerawoman

extraordinaire, Jo.

Hi.

And facing her

nocturnal nightmares,

tonight's celebrity

fear-facer, star of

Dream Angels, Martha Clewes.

It's Marva, with a V.

Tonight, through

the power of mind control

technique, I will give

our guest the will

to face her deepest fear.

Fear, of the dark.

But unknown to Miss Clewes,

we're not taking her

just any dark place.

We're taking her to

one of Britain's most

haunted locations.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to Baylock's Folly.

So remember folks,

don't lose your cool.

And be Mind-Full.

Is that

the best you can do?

It's gonna be a long night.

Where is everyone?

I don't know.

We're supposed to

meet the caretaker.

I see you've got

your coverage sorted.

Kudos.

You ain't

seen nothing yet.

Someone's left us a tipple.

Oh hi, Clem.

Jesus!

Apologies.

Must have nodded off.

I sleep like the dead.

Clem is the keeper

of this isolated outpost.

She's held the position

for, quite a while so

she knows a thing or two

about it's unsettling history.

Oh.

For your troubles.

Much appreciated.

I'll put it away for

a special occasion.

Yeah, like breakfast.

Over the years,

there has been a plethora

of phantom phenomena in the

lower levels of this building.

What isn't said, is the

foundation of this folly

contain the remnants of a

15th century plague hospital.

No they don't.

The bubonic

plague, or black death was

one of the worst

diseases in history.

Half of Europe's population

was wiped out by it.

A plague doctor who worked

here, William Baylock,

took it upon himself

to ease the suffering

of those in his care.

It is said Baylock succumbed

to the disease himself,

losing his mind in the process.

No, no he didn't.

Let's descend

and see what lies in

the bowels of this dark folly.

Kev, that's her head!

Sorry.

Jesus!

It is said this

diseased doctor still wanders

the tunnels beyond this

door, endlessly searching

for victims to dispatch

from their despair.

But if his spirit comes

across the living, well, it's

a case of bring out your dead.

Tonight, we will be

completely cut off from the

outside world to

investigate the mysterious

manifestations in this tunnel of terror.

The guys back at the hub

will put reverb on that.

Awesome.

You okay?

Yeah I'm fine, just

not big on enclosed spaces.

Good job you're

not spending the night

in an underground tunnel then.

What's that smell?

Is that vinegar?

That's not vinegar,

it's rat's piss.

Or, it could be all the

rotting dead bodies down here.

Kevin!

Spooky.

The beaked masks of plague

doctors contained oils

and herbs to filer what they

thought was infected air.

Maybe I should get one.

Kev, here.

Bizarrely, these guys

would soak their garments

in vinegar and rose water to

keep the Black Death at bay.

The wooden cane was carried

to inspect patients.

Legend has it, Baylock

used this not only to

examine the infected,

but ultimately to

choke them to death.

There have been many reports

of stick-like tapping

echoing through these

tunnels, often followed

by the muted screams

of Baylock's victims.

Some have even felt the

sensation of something

wooden, slowly choking them.

I'm used to that feeling.

It's probably just rats.

Yeah, rats with rhythm.

Bloody hell Spence,

when was the last time

you got these things serviced?

Just keep documenting!

Shit!

We can't leave her like

this for much longer.

Nice work

with the vinegar.

What vinegar?

Darkness sees all.

It stares at the fear

hiding in your soul.

when you hear the word,

you can and you will

face the darkest fear of all.

Angels.

Where am I?

Jo?

I't okay Marva, I'm here.

Where's here?

Miss Clewes, you're

in the haunted remains

of a 15th century plague

hospital, 60 feet below

a remote tower, deep in

the English countryside.

Oh, and it's almost midnight.

I'm being filmed?

Jo!

Ah!

Miss Clewes.

Miss Clewes?

How do you feel?

Um, I'm

quite good actually.

Now that's the

magic I'm talking about.

Some say this

is the face of one

of Baylock's victims.

If you look closely, it's

screaming out in terror.

Is this part

of the therapy?

Yeah, ruining it.

Looks like a

yawning camel to me.

Kev, that does

not look like a camel.

Or an alpaca?

What the

hell's an alpaca?

It's a sort of llama.

What like the Dalai Lama?

No, that's Lama with one L.

Alpacas are smaller than

llamas, and they've actually

got a much thicker

coat which is used in...

What the fuck?

The face is said

to be that of a child.

He killed children?

To Baylock,

all souls were equal in

the need for redemption.

Which is another way of saying,

he was completely insane.

How many people

did Baylock kill?

Oh, hundreds.

It's said he finished

off whole families.

Must have seen it as his

calling or something.

Hundreds is

probably pushing it

a bit don't you think?

I preferred you

when you were comatose.

Charming, nice

to know you live up

to your reputation, Spencer.

What reputation?

AHHH!

Jo, are you okay?

Have you been lurking

in there all this time?

Is this...?

Yes it is, what's

he doing here, Spencer?

Who'd you think's

been chucking these

cameras and lights

about the place?

Nice to know

we've go our very own

techno-monkey on call.

Nice to be appreciated.

Took me all afternoon to

install these puppies.

Oh, and I don't

suppose you've been tapping

any walls tonight either?

Whatever

makes you say that?

Thanks Xan, for

adding a touch of drama

to tonight's proceedings.

But just remember in cyberspace

everyone can hear you scream.

That was bloody awful.

It's my script honey,

just stick with it, yeah?

Not if you keep

churning bollocks like

that out I won't.

Remind me why

I asked you back again?

Uh, because I

make you look good?

Fair enough.

It's chilly.

Oh, right.

Aw...

Oh.

Thanks.

Hands.

William Baylock.

Show us your presence.

William, please give us a

demonstration of your power.

The darkness, whispers....

Silently giving release

to God's children.

No!

The children!

Suffering, all of them

screaming, help, please help us!

It's coming!

Oh my god!

Don't take stock

of the tittle tattle

about this place having

once been a plague hospital.

That was on the edge of town.

This place has a

different story to tell.

In truth, children were

moved here to be kept safe.

Isolated from the black death.

In these tunnels, under

what was the old monastery.

Baylock did see it

upon himself to rid

the town of the curse by

dispatching the diseased.

But not because he

was infected himself.

One night a fire

broke out in the town.

Everyone rushed to help,

including the monks.

But unknown to them, Baylock

made his way down here.

When the brothers

returned, they found him

surrounded by the lifeless

bodies of 13 children,

all with their

windpipes crushed.

He was said to be in the

process of an incantation

to invoke the

spirits of darkness.

You see, Baylock was

what many people today

would call a Satanist.

He sacrificed victims

as an offering, to gain

his own soul passage

to a darker dimension.

But whatever the good

fathers did to him that night

thwarted his plan.

Soon after the monastery

was burned to the ground.

The Folly was built in it's

place, leaving the souls

of Baylock and his

young victims trapped

eternally beneath it.

Some say Baylock's

remains are here still.

And hundreds of years

after his death, he walks

these catacombs in

endless search of them.

Just thought I'd

put you straight.

On the reality of the situation.

Remember.

There is more in the

darkness than you know.

Good night.

Now that was scary.

That's it, I've

got to get out of here!

Marva, deep breaths,

they're just stories.

I don't care!

I-I can't breathe,

I'm suffocating!

I can't get any air!

Shh, Marva keep it together!

We can get through this

if we just stay calm.

No, I can't

deal with this!

Dream.

Your friend's great,

a real screamer.

One a.m., and the Mind-Full team

split into two separate vigils.

Intrepid newcomer

Marva and myself in the

first chamber, Jo and

Xan at the far end.

Kev will act as roving camera.

But remember, whatever happens,

don't give up the ghost.

You're probably

right, but I'm just saying

the guy's moral compass

is completely fucked.

Shit, I can't believe

I left Marva with him.

I should be with her.

Just relax.

Spencer's many things

but at least he's got the

you know, touch, to

keep her zoned out.

Yeah, that's

what I'm afraid of.

Oh, please don't

stop on my account.

I'm just here to document.

Don't kid yourself Kev.

This craps' about

as far away from a

documentary as you can get.

It's okay Kev, trash

peddlers like us can only

marvel in the presence of

a real filmmaker like Jo.

What films have you made again?

Nothing that would

register with your I.Q.

That famous

friend of yours does.

Marva Clewes.

I've still got one of her

Dream Angels calenders.

Actually I've got three

years worth of them.

December was always pretty hot.

Why are you here, Xan?

I was curious, to

see how you were doing

after your film course.

I wondered if you'd

learnt to grow up yet.

Hey guys, remember

it's Dark Vision,

not Jerry Springer

in a basement.

Nice.

Now we know where to dump

Spencer after I kill him.

That's a bit harsh.

Don't tell me you've

fallen for his gold-plated

spin as well, Kev.

Actually I have quite

a lot of respect for him.

That's funny, so did I.

Playing with

yourself again, Xan?

It's the latest

paranormal pocket product.

A ghost hunting

app, awesome!

You seriously think

this thing's for real?

It's got a

mode for measuring

fluctuations in

room temperature.

Ooo, wow.

It seems to have

found a cold spot.

And my own personal

favorite, ASA.

The ambient spectral analyzer.

Which is?

The detection of

sound beyond the mortal

range of hearing.

Voices from the astral plane.

Sun...

Kitten...

Cabbage...

Car...

Rainbow...

And two million

people stop downloading.

It's okay.

God Marva, you're freezing!

What happened?

I'm not sure,

but I was deep in a

contact trance when

Martini just lost it.

It's Marva!

I felt some

pushing against my throat.

It felt like w-w-wood.

Hey babe, that's

just your imagination.

Awesome.

My arms, my arms!

What's on my arms?!

Somebody stop her!

Keep filming.

Marva, you're

having a panic attack.

No, I can see it!

Disease, I've got the plague!

Marva, keep,

keep taking breaths.

Nice and slow.

That's it.

She's in no state

to continue with this.

No shit.

She'll be fine.

Let's just get her some

air, and we'll cont...

No, Xan's right,

she can't go on.

It's okay.

I just, I just

needed to breathe.

No.

My necklace.

Oh, you're shitting me.

Must be around

here somewhere.

You're freaking out,

about a piece of jewelry?

It's special to me.

I'll help you

look for it Jo.

Hey, Kev will

help you find it.

Okay.

Uh, where do

you think you're going?

I'm taking her home.

We've another four

hours to get through yet.

What?

Look, I'll

take her upstairs.

I need to check on

the streaming anyway.

No, I'll take her.

I'm taking her home.

Well then, both of

your fees for the evening

will just have to stay

in my bank account,

unless someone can

take her place.

You manipulative little sh...

It's ok, Jo.

I'll go with Xan.

But...

We need this, hun.

Okay.

See you later, yeah?

So that's what you

learnt at film school.

To help avoid cold spots.

Bet that pushes

your hits up.

It pushes something up.

Please,

tell me you got that.

Why was Jo so freaked

out about losing a necklace?

Um, maybe because

it has sentimental value.

It was just a

cheap piece of old tat.

Oh right.

No.

It belonged to her

sister, Corinne.

Jo doesn't have a sister.

Didn't Jo tell you?

Tell me what?

They were out for

a drive, when Jo stopped

and got out to chat to a friend.

While they were talking

a drunk driver crashed

into the car.

Both cars caught fire.

Corinne was trapped.

When was this?

Six years ago.

Why didn't she tell me?

Obviously you were

good enough to tell.

I was the one Jo

stopped to talk to.

I think I need some

of Clem's little helper.

So how long have

you two, you know?

We've been together

for almost two years now.

Wow, two years?

That's...

Longer than you had?

I was gonna

say quite a while.

I had no idea Jo was, ya know?

From what I

hear, you were too busy

checking out other

girls to notice.

Clearly I

wasn't the only one.

Besides, I wouldn't believe

everything you hear.

There are two sides

to every story.

Ain't that the truth.

Hope you're

refreshed and ready for

round two, Miss Clewes,

I know you're in there.

I'm not going

back down there.

It's okay, I'll tell

him you're not ready.

I'll huff

and I'll puff!

I'm not doing it!

Marva!

Ah, Miss Clewes.

I'm not doing it!

What have you done to her?

Carry on

streaming, Xan.

I thought Marva

wasn't coming back.

With the hits

that we've been getting?

The hub said that two teams

have already been voted off.

that leaves us and

just two more to boot.

You're not doing this.

Jo, will you

just get with the program

and start taking

this thing seriously?

What?

My girlfriend's having

a major meltdown, and

will probably never speak

to me again for getting her

into this bullshit.

And I'm the one not

taking things seriously!

She'll be fine.

In the meantime, we're down

to the last three teams.

We've almost got our own series.

This is a big deal, Jo,

we need to win this.

Okay, I need to win this.

If this goes tits up my next

stop's the shopping channel.

It's always about you.

You'll do anything to

bolster that over-inflated

ego of yours, no matter who

gets hurt along the way.

Don't get

superior on me.

I know why you were fired

from your last documentary.

I wasn't fired, I quit.

I, I need you, Jo.

Look at what I've got

to work with here,

an app-obsessed nerd, and

a cameraman who'd more used

to delivering pizza than

getting a shot in focus.

No offense, Kev.

Awesome.

We're the same, Jo.

Passionate, hungry.

And we'll do whatever it

takes to get it in the can.

I did that on my last job.

I may not be perfect,

Spencer, but I do have

some standards left.

I just took a wrong turn

before I found them again.

That's okay!

I understand.

At the end of the day you've

got to follow your heart.

Even if that does mean

hooking up with an

ex soap star to get back on top.

I'll pass that on to

Marva when we get home.

Great, you tell...

Marva!

Have you got a

trigger word for everyone?

Take her.

What's mine?

Awesome!

Hic en spiritum.

Sed non icorpore.

Evokare lemures de mortuis.

Decretum espugnare.

De angelus Hakkai.

En inferno inremeablis.

WA TA NA SY YAM

What are you doing, Spence?

Just a bit

of theater, Kevin.

Jingle bells.

I'm okay with that

Spence, it's just, ya know,

leaving Jo by herself.

Believe me,

she can handle it.

Look, if we just give

this thing one final take,

we'll hit big, Kev!

Okay.

What do you want me to do?

Well, start by

chucking a few stones,

then tapping the walls

a bit, before really

scaring them shitless.

How am I gonna do that?

There's a camera

installed in the beak.

Awesome.

Contact me if

Jo gets out of hand.

Back at dawn.

Sleeps like the dead.

Great.

The things I do for this show.

Why can't I get this close to

them when they're conscious?

Spencer?

Spencer!

Spencer is that you?

What the fuck?

Marva.

It's okay.

But, Jo.

Shhh.

If that's you Spence,

I swear to God I'll

rip your fucking nuts off.

Spencer!

Open the door!

The very walls

of this building are

transmitting the evil beneath.

I've never experienced

such a case of spectral

banging in my life.

I'm in awe, at the bravery of

the team in the tunnels below.

I hope they're alright.

Clem, Clem!

Kev, hello?

Kevin.

Hello?

Jesus!

I heard knocking.

Shit!

You look like you've

seen a ghost, Mr. Knights!

Here.

Are you okay?

I've been better.

Tell me Clem, this

devil worship thing.

How can you be sure?

I don't quite understand

your meaning, Mr. Knights.

I mean, Baylock.

Was he really trying

to open a doorway?

Isn't what you've learnt

this evening dark enough?

Fairly.

I was just curious.

As I said, Baylock's

victims were an offering,

to gain passage to

the shadow realms.

Thankfully he was

stopped before he could

complete the incantation,

thank the gods.

Hence, his spirit

is in purgatory.

Trapped between this world

and the ones beneath.

Is that right?

Well I think he just

popped up to say hello.

His shade may

appear from time to time.

In fact I've seen it myself

on several occasions,

most alarming.

But I assure you Mr.

Knights, it can cause

no harm to the living.

How do you know

so much about this stuff?

A PhD in witchcraft

and the occult?

One should never judge a

book by it's cover Mr. Knights.

Believe me, never before

has one place been so

plagued by the presence of evil.

But so long as the ground

below us remains hallowed,

Baylock's spirit will

remain safely trapped.

Yeah, about that.

I think there might

be a little problem

with the hallowed bit.

Jo?

Jo is that you?

Spencer?

I don't know what you're

playing at, Spencer,

but if you don't get me

out of here right now

my agent's gonna...

I don't have an agent anymore.

Marva?

Alone.

Here.

You've got to be kidding me.

Trapped.

Evil.

Help.

Please.

What did he do to you?

Trapped.

Evil.

Help.

Help, somebody please!

Help me!!

This kind of witchcraft

is beyond the understanding

of all but the most omniscient.

Who taught you the incantation?

Um, I was contacted

by someone at the hub, I think.

They sent me a text,

along with illustrations.

Oh God.

I've forgotten.

I don't know who it was!

You have been

manipulated, Mr. Knights.

But that's impossible.

I do the manipulating!

Indeed.

No!

How can I have been so blind?!

What?

Tonight is the eve of

Mabon, the Autumn Equinox.

On the occult calender of

old, it signifies a time

when the barriers between

this world and the

ones beneath are

at their most thin.

What are you saying?

I believe what

has taken place tonight

is a conjunction of factors

adding to the master plan of,

whatever is behind this.

But, isn't

it all just words?

Just words?

Maybe.

But human sacrifices

were also required.

To seal the deal, so to speak.

And if that is what has

occurred tonight, then...

What have I done, Clem?

It appears you've

opened a doorway.

To Hell.

That's one name for it.

Whatever it's called Mr.

Knights, there could now

be an evil far more

powerful than the spirit

of William Baylock

walking beneath us.

Please, no.

Believe me, Mr. Knights.

The shadows are out there.

Foul hordelings of demonkind.

Is that what

we're dealing with?

Possibly.

Though the incantation

you read points to

something more specific.

A cambion.

The name cambion was given

in the post-medieval period

to anyone thought to be the

semi-human offspring of a demon.

The energy of a developing

fetus is extremely powerful.

An ideal source for

the demon to feed off.

In fact, the young

in general, hence the

high possession

rates among them.

But what we're dealing with

here is quite the opposite.

This is the possession of

someone who is already dead.

Even centuries after

death, Baylock's energy

remains intensely powerful.

I believe it is

magnetic to the cambion.

By joining with Baylock's

spirit, a hybrid may be formed.

Part phantom, part demon.

That sounds like

a pretty twisted mash-up.

Yes, quite.

And my theory is correct,

the more souls this

particular cambion takes,

the stronger it will become.

You mean,

the more alive?

If it's absorbing the

life force of the living,

it could enter the physical

world, Mr. Knights.

Our world.

I'm responsible

for unleashing this evil.

What must I do, Clem?

To recall the

cambion back to the depths,

you must invoke the

spirits of light.

But I can't

do this by myself.

I beg you Clem, please

help me to stop this!

I can't do it alone,

I just can't face it!

Man up!

Fear feeds fear.

Now.

Let's go down there and

send this evil fucker

back to the dimension

from where it came.

Stand back.

What the hell

happened to you?

I took the elevator.

Obviously I've

missed a few things.

You can tell me how you did

this when we get out of here.

In the meantime, I want

you to meet someone.

Baylock.

They crucified him.

Yeah, that's

not all they did.

Oh god.

Marva.

No.

Evil.

Run.

It won't open!

I'm sure I've got the right key.

The forces of evil

are mocking us, Mr. Knights.

We have reached the point

where humankind ends,

and the beast begins.

We must fight fire with fire.

What does that mean?

Terra, ignis, aqua,

elements of astral power

I summon thee, earth by

divinity, divinity by earth.

Clem?

Grant me the power

to see, the strength

of my enemies by my side.

By the dragon's light, on

this night, call to thee

to give me your might.

By the power of three, I

summon thee, to protect

all that surrounds me.

So mote it be, so mote

it be, so mote it be.

I'm thinking this

leads to a way out.

Last time I passed through.

We need to move, now!

My leg's not up to that.

Wait here.

Xan!

I'll be right back.

I'll get you away from here.

I'll get you away from him.

Help.

Evil.

Jo!

Please.

Help.

Evil.

Help.

Free.

Kev?

Oh, Kev.

Xan!

Xan, let's go!

Help.

Please.

Help.

Just go!

Come on!

Help.

Please.

Baylock.

Demon.

Come on, let's go!

Baylock.

Fuck.

Kevin, you scared

the crap out of me.

Where's Jo?

Look, we need to get

out of here and I'm

not screwing around, Kev.

Jesus.

Back, demon!

I seek out against you, cambion.

I break your bond.

May warlocks bewitch

you, I break your bond.

May Kurgarras bewitch

you, I break your bond.

May Narsindus bewitch

you, I break your bond.

May Agulgillu bewitch

you, I break your bond!

Go back deceiving

figure, go back!

Mr. Knights?

Mr. Knights!

The ground,

is it hallowed?

The evil is banished.

We did it, Mr. Knights.

We f-finished?

Yes, Mr. Knights, you

have completed your show.

You okay?

Yeah.

Let's go.

Alive.

Alive!

Alive!!

ALIVE!

* Old Soul by Louise Latham

You're

back in the room.

Dark Vision (2015) - full transcript