Drag Me to Hell (2009) - full transcript

No!

No!

Repeat
the following phrases

precisely as spoken.

There is no friction
with the proper diction.

There is no
friction with the proper diction.

Good sounds
abound when the mouth is round.

Good sounds abound
when the mouth is round.

Round.

I think we can make this work.

I'll call you this
afternoon and let you know.



- Thank you so much.
- Thank you.

- You're welcome.
- Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Have a great day.

- Thank you.
- Yeah, you, too.

Have a good day.

Thank you. Bye.

Here you go, Mr. Jacks.

Thank you.

Mr. Jacks?

I was wondering if you'd
made any decision regarding

the assistant manager's position.

Oh, well, I'm still deciding,

and right now, it's
between Stu and yourself.

Stu Rubin, the new guy?



Well, I know he's new,

but he's also quite
aggressive, and we like that.

You know, Stu's someone who's not afraid

to crunch the numbers and
make the tough decisions.

I'm perfectly capable of
making the tough decisions.

I'll let you know as soon as I decide.

Okay?

In the meantime, take him through

our loan qualifying procedures,
just in case, all right?

Okay.

Oh, and
would you mind taking

your lunch break now?

Sure.

And maybe on your way back,

you could pick me up a turkey club?

Turkey club, excellent choice.

You mind picking one up for me?

Thanks.

And spicy mustard.

- What have you got?
- Get your approval on this?

This is the loan we talked

about before.
- Oh, the loan.

Exactly.

Big one, huh?

1.5.

Absolutely, it'll be one of many.

Well, Professor,

congratulations on making
it through your first week.

Thank you very much.

Mm.

Thought you'd
have a full beard by now.

So did I.

I'm a little disappointed.

Oh, man, this thing.

That's it. I'm done.

I'm out.

Chris, don't even bother.

I gotta get a new one.

I'm telling you, you're
gonna drive yourself nuts.

It's completely broken.

Was broken.

You are cocky and sexy and unbelievable.

I almost forgot.

Found it at the bank.

What is this?

No way!

Wow, it's a 1929 Standing Liberty,

and it's almost fully struck.

You found this in regular
circulation at the bank?

I did.

I'm gonna add this to
my nerdy coin collection.

- Okay.
- Thank you, baby.

Thanks for thinking of me.

All right.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- See you later.
- I'll see you later, okay?

Dr. Dalton.

- Hello, dear.
- Oh, hi, Mom.

What are you doing?

Christine just came
over, brought some lunch, and

I'm correcting some papers.
- Christine?

Oh, the one from the farm?

Yeah, Mom, the
girl I've been dating

for almost a year, the girl
who's coming for dinner.

We're still on for dinner?
- I'm sure she's

a very sweet girl.

She is.

I can't wait for you to--
- But, you know, your father

and I just have certain
expectations for you.

I can't really do

the expectations.
- I understand Amy Kulick is

looking for someone to play tennis with.

- Yeah, I.
- You know, she graduated

from Yale Law with honors,

and she's a very successful attorney now.

I know. You told me.

Yeah, that's the kind of girl

I would love to see you with.

- Mother--
- She's the kind of woman

who could really help you socially

and, as a result, in your career.

And that's the kind of thing

you should be thinking about now.

Mother, I don't wanna--

You can't be playing around

with little girls off the farm.

I think you're
really gonna like--

It's time to
really find a partner.

Mm, Christine, you messed up my order.

No, I didn't.

Yeah, I said no mayo.

You never said that.

Know what? Don't sweat it.

It's okay.

Mr. Jacks, by the
way, aren't you a Laker fan?

I am a Laker fan.

My mom is having this thing on Sunday.

I can't use these.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah.

Absolutely, you want them?
- These are great seats!

They are great seats.

This is where they bring

the hot dogs right to you.
- Yes, it is.

You are gonna hobnob with celebs.

You sure that's okay?

Absolutely, it's okay.

Yeah.
- Well, thank you, Stu.

Take them. Absolutely.

Say hey to Kobe for me.
- Of course.

Will you help me?

Of course.

What can I do for you?

Your trucks are at my house.

The men are packing all
my things, private things.

Please, make them stop.

Mrs.--

Ganush.

Mrs. Ganush, the bank is
informing you of their intent

to repossess your property
at 325 Brandon Street today.

But this is my home for 30 years.

And I make every payment until
the sickness took my eye.

I hope to have more money soon.

I just need a little more time.

You--
- I don't think my manager's

going to extend you any more credit.

Oh.

Please.

Won't you try?

Okay.

Bless you.

Bless you!

We have an elderly woman
asking for an extension

on her mortgage payment.

She's on a fixed income,

and she's had some medical problems.

There's gotta be something
we can do to help her.

Well, apparently, we've already granted

her two extensions.

And, you know, on this
type of foreclosure,

we seize the trapped equity

and the bank makes a
sizable amount in fees.

We would have to throw
her out of her house.

It's a tough decision.

Your call.

I'll take care of it.

Mrs. Ganush.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Ganush,

but another extension on the
loan is out of the question.

What?

I would like to help,
but it is in the bank's--

No, please, this is my home.

Where will I live?

You list your
granddaughter as a reference.

Maybe you could stay with her.

I would not burden her.

And there are several fine
assisted living facilities

for the elderly.
- A nursing home?

No, I would never live
in one of those places.

I'm really sorry.

I am proud woman, Miss Brown,

and never have I begged for anything.

But now, I beg for you.

I humble myself before you.
- Mrs. Ganush, Mrs. Ganush,

please, please stand up.
- I, Sylvia Ganush, beg.

On my mother's grave, I beg you!

Please let go.

Let go!

Security!

Stop!

Over here, Billy!

Over here!
- We're coming.

You shame me.

I beg you, and you shame me.

I think your business
is finished here, ma'am.

Let's go.

Mrs. Ganush.

Go, ma'am.

Let's go.

I never saw anything
quite like that before.

Are you okay?

You handled that just right, you know.

Good night.

See you tomorrow.

Okay.

You know, I just finished
going over this McPherson loan.

This is very impressive work.

Thanks.

Would you mind taking this home tonight

and finishing it up?

Because I would like to show it

to the regional veep in the morning.

I would love to.

- Great.
- Thank you.

Oh, and as far as that
assistant manager's position goes,

you're at the top of the list.

You shamed me.

I beat you, you old bitch!

No!

Lamia.

Soon it will be you who
comes begging to me.

She's right over there.

Thank you, thank you.

Hey.

Once they send some officers
over to have a talk with her,

she's not gonna be
bothering you anymore, okay?

So don't even think about her.

And I'm gonna call Mr.
Jacks and just make sure

he can have somebody walk you
to your car every night, okay?

Okay.

Just thank God you're okay.

You are okay, right?

I'm fine.

What?

What's the matter?

It's just that

maybe I could have gotten her
another extension on her loan.

Chris, no, don't do that.

You said the bank granted

this woman two extensions already, right?

I'm sorry, if you don't pay your mortgage,

you lose your house.

What does this woman expect?

It's not your fault.

You can't beat yourself up over it.

What is it?

What's wrong?

Did you hear that?

What?

Really? You didn't?

No.

What?

I know this is gonna sound weird,

but I wanna get my fortune read.

Now?

Are you kidding?

Come on, Chris.

I'll read your fortune for you.

Mm, in the near future, we
are gonna get in the car,

go home, and relax.
- Clay, I really want

to do this.

Why, because of what
happened with that old woman?

Chris, I really think we
should just get you home now.

Can you do this for me?

Pray to God none of
my students see me here.

The only class I'll be able to teach is,

like, Hypocrisy 101.

Hm, so many things to choose from here.

Unfortunately, not what I'm looking for,

which is a weird little dried monkey head.

Oh, wait, no, never mind, he's got one.

Shh.

I am Rham Jas, seer.

I'm Christine and this is Clay.

You probably already knew that, right?

Just kidding.

How can I help you?

I would like to have my fortune read.

Can you do that?

I have the ability to
see certain energies.

Sometimes these energies are
a foretoken of things to come.

$60, please.

Seriously?

Yes.

60.

Doesn't that seem a little
steep for this sort of thing?

If you're not serious, please go.

All right. Come on, Chris.

Wait, wait.

I'll pay.
- Oh.

No, you know what?

All right. I got it.

I got it.

There you go.

Platinum card.

Very good.

Thank you.

Here. Here.

- Thanks.
- Sure.

Ah, ah.

Please.

So, you wish to know
something of your destiny.

- Yes.
- Very good.

Let's see what the fates have in store.

You know, Freud
said destiny was not

an act of fate, but
rather something created

by our subconscious to
control our conscious choices.

That's true.

But we cannot attempt to understand

the world by intellect alone.

Oh, Carl Jung.

Yes, from his treatise
Psychological Types.

So--

Jung, New Agers' favorite psychologist.

Because he wasn't afraid to
bring God into the equation.

Well, he wasn't afraid to bring God--

- Clay, Clay, come on.
- Let's do it.

I know. Come on.

Let's start.

Shall we?

I'm ready.

Well, please, give me your hand.

Okay.

This way.

Okay.

You work with money.

That's right.

And you've
recently lost something.

No, I don't think so.

No.

No, you haven't lost anything.

But something's been taken from you.

No.

A button.

Oh, my God.

Yes.

Well, anyone can see
she's missing a button.

So what?
- Clay, it was really strange.

The old woman today, she
took a button from my sleeve.

Why would she do that?

You would both please just be quiet.

I think that's enough for tonight.

What's wrong?

I'm tired, and I see
it's become quite late.

I will, of course, refund your money.

Wait, wait, wait!

Did you see something?

A dark spirit has come upon you.

What do you mean?

- Well, he's--
- Did you blaspheme the dead

while visiting a graveyard?

No!

Did you play with a Ouija board

or consort with those who
practice the black arts?

All right, take it easy, man.

Come on.
- Wait, Clay, Clay, Clay.

No. No, I didn't.

Perhaps someone has cursed you.

Then how did he know all that?

Know what, that you lost a button?

And by the way, he didn't
really know that much.

He makes a couple of good guesses,

then he stirs you up,

and then he leaves you
with all these questions

and, conveniently, his business card.

Come on, Chris, he's a scam artist.

But he didn't want the money.

He tried to give it back, remember?

Well, he sort of tried,

but in the end, he took it, didn't he?

I guess so.

I gotta go meet the guy
that's towing your car,

so you gonna be okay?

- Yeah.
- All right.

Kitty, take care of her.

I'll see you in about an hour.

Love you.
- Okay.

Okay.

Here, put that on your lip.

- Thank you.
- I can't believe

she came to the house.

This is so nuts.

I'm calling the cops.

It wasn't her.

Who was it then?

I don't know, I couldn't see who it was.

Of course it was her, had to be her.

No, Clay, it wasn't anyone!

It was somebody.

Chris, it had to be somebody.

The lights were out, you
just couldn't see who it was,

but I'm guessing it was--
- Clay, there wasn't

anybody here.

Then who did this?

Who hit you in the face?

Huh?

I think it's just a reaction

to her being attacked earlier in the day.

Yeah, classic symptoms
of post-traumatic stress.

Yeah, she's showing signs

of panic and paranoia, so.

Want me to walk you out, man?

No, no, no, no, I'm fine.

All right.

Oh, hey, hey.

How you doing?

- Better.
- Yeah?

Especially after the
doctor explained it to me.

He said that victims of violence, they--

Re-experience their trauma.

I misinterpreted it to be
something more than it was.

Happens.

I just, I feel...

- What?
- Kind of embarrassed.

Are you kidding?

No.

You never have to be embarrassed with me.

Okay?

Hey, listen, I was thinking
maybe we could take

a little trip on Saturday,

get on the train and go to Santa Barbara.

Your folks' cabin.

Yeah, if you're
up for it, the cabin.

Oh, my God, I would love to!

Yeah? Oh, good.

That'd be so exciting.

Oh, baby, you're gonna love it.

You're gonna love it, I'm
excited for you to see.

There's trees

and it's private.
- That would be great.

It'll be great.

It'll be good.

I think we need to.

And we can just, we can
just talk and stuff.

What?

What's the matter?

I couldn't wake up.

It's okay.

Okay.

Come here.

Was just a dream.

Oh, baby, that's the rental car

they dropped off this morning.

Okay?
- Thanks.

Sure.

Love you.

Love you too.

Hey, baby, try not to piss
off any old ladies today, okay?

Hey, Christine?

What, are you just getting here?

What are you, the hall monitor?

Ha, ha, very funny, Christine.

Oh.

What's this?

What do you want?

I need you to finish teaching
me the loan procedures.

I've got a lot on my mind.

Can we do this tomorrow?

- Sure.
- Okay.

I'll just tell Mr. Jacks

that you don't have the time right now.

Maybe he can tell me.
- No, no!

Okay, I'll do it.

Okay.

We were going over the
asset-based lending guidelines.

Right.

Let's say your client is a company

that can't get traditional bank financing.

And?

Uh, and.

And?

And.

And get your filthy pig
knuckle off my desk!

Christine Blood.

Brown.

Christine.

Your nose.

Uh, sure, can you hold?

Let me help you.

No, no, I've got it under control.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, God!

Oh, my God!

Stop it!

Mr. Jacks!

- Did I get any in my mouth?
- Mr. Jacks--

- Oh, my God!
- Did I get any in my mouth?

Let me take you over here to get clean.

- I'm so sorry!
- Why did you do that?

Oh, my God!

What was that about?

- It's just a nosebleed.
- Disgusting, ugh!

Did I get any in my mouth?

We'll clean you up.

We have antiseptic.

There's blood everywhere.

What is it?

Hi.

I came to see Sylvia Ganush.

Is she here?

Who are you?

I'm a friend of hers.

Someone--
- Wait.

I know who you are.

Grandma told me you would come.

You are the woman from the bank,
the one who took her house.

Actually, it was the
bank that took the house.

I mean, I just work there.

In fact, I tried to help your
grandma get the house back,

but my boss wouldn't let me.

Are you going to stand here on my porch

and lie to my face?

No.

You used to be a real
fat girl, didn't you?

Yeah.

I can tell.

You are not welcome here.

Wait!

Wait, I need to see her.

I need her to forgive me.

And I'll get her the house back.

And you're gonna make
everything all right for her,

is that it?

Yes.

Come on.

Where is she?

Get her off me!

Get her off me!
- Come!

Don't look.

Grab her shoulder.

No, no, lift her up!

Be careful.

Let's roll the dice!

Still going to make
everything all right for her?

You deserve everything
that is coming to you.

I believe what plagues you is the Lamia.

Lamia, that's the
word the old woman used.

The Black Goat,

only summoned by gypsies
for their darkest deeds.

For the first three days,

the Lamia appears as a nasty spirit

that torments its victim.

After that, it reveals itself
to be a taker of souls,

and it comes for the owner
of the accursed object.

Accursed object.

What object?

Something taken from the
victim, cursed and given back.

This?

What if I just burn it?

I'm afraid no matter what
condition the button is in,

you would still be the owner.

The Lamia would still come to take you.

Take me where?

Then how do I get rid of this?

You could attempt to appease the spirit.

The simplest way would
be a blood offering.

A small creature could be
sacrificed, a chicken perhaps.

No way!

Look, I'm a vegetarian.

I volunteer at the puppy
shelter, for Christ's sake.

I don't go around killing animals.

You will be surprised
what you'll be willing to do

when the Lamia comes for you.

This will show you how.

Hi!

Here, kitty, kitty.

Chris?

Chris?

Chris?

Hey, there you are.

What you doing out here?

Baby, I called the bank.

They said you left early.

You're not answering my calls.

Is that blood?

No.

Why would there be blood?

Yeah, baby, there's
blood on your sleeve.

- Oh.
- Are you bleeding?

No, um, it was just tomato juice.

I was cutting a tomato in the kitchen

and it must have gotten on my sleeve.

Hey, Chris, why don't we
do this dinner another time?

You've had a rough couple of days.

I think it's better.

No, I want to go to the dinner.

I know, but are you sure
you're feeling all right?

Honestly, I haven't been.

But I think that everything
is gonna be okay now.

I really do.

What do you think?

You look beautiful.

God, it's such a nice day.

It really is.

God, it's gonna be nice inside too.

They're gonna love you.

- Clayton.
- Hello, Mother.

Good to see you, this is Christine.

That's my mom, Trudy.

Hello, Christine.

Hello.

It's very nice to meet you.

Oh. Well.

Please, come in.

Come in.

- Hey, Dad.
- Hey, son.

How are you? Good to see you, sir.

This is Christine, Christine,
this is my dad, Leonard.

- Nice to meet you.
- Oh, hi, Maria.

Thank you.
- You have a beautiful home.

Oh, well, thank you very much.

Can I get you a drink?

Yeah, wine?

Do you guys want?
- Sure.

Okay, come help me.

- I'll be right back.
- Mm-hm.

I'll take a Chardonnay!

Yes, dear.

I hope you don't mind.

Oh, how thoughtful.

Homemade?

Yes.

And what type of cake
would you call that?

Uh, it's called a, um, harvest cake.

Is that something you
would make on a farm?

No.

I mean, not anymore.

We used to when we had a gaggle of geese.

Geese?

Well, right around the harvest time,

that's when your goose eggs
will make a real dense yolk.

Makes for a rich cake.

Mm.

Well, just, thank you.

- Here we are.
- Sorry to interrupt

the bonding sesh.

Why don't you join
us in the dining room?

- Yeah, let's go.
- Yeah.

Okay.

It's right in here.

Whoa, jeez.

Hecuba.

Never did understand that damned animal.

Hate cats.

That is so strange.

Hecuba is usually very sweet.

Oh, that's okay.

I had a cat.

I understand.

You mean you have a cat.

Unless something happened to him.

Well, how am I supposed to know?

I mean, you know how cats are.

They come and they go.

That's true.

- Well.
- Well.

Yes. Yes, please.

So, how's the coin collection, son?

That's my dad's way of saying,

"So, you're still a huge nerd?"

It's good. It's good.

In fact, Christine just got me

a 1929 Standing Liberty
quarter at her bank.

- Really?
- Isn't that crazy?

Yeah, it's rare.

Oh, I just think the job

of a bank teller must be so difficult,

with all that counting and repetition.

Must get very tedious.

Yes, you're right, but I'm not a teller.

- Oh?
- Yeah, Mom, I told you.

Christine's a loan officer.

- Ah.
- She handles all the loans

for small businesses
and homes for her bank.

And she's up for this big promotion, so.

Right, Chris?

If I could close this one
account that I'm working on,

it would really help.

Well, that must be
a very important loan.

It's the biggest that my
branch has ever handled.

And how did that come to you?

Well, I was reading
the Wall Street Journal

and came across this
medical supply company

that was looking to expand,
but didn't have the liquidity.

So I met with their CFO
and presented a formula

for restructuring some
of their long-term debt.

Sounds like you've got a
lot going for you, Christine.

Well, your mother must
be very proud of you.

I suppose.

Uh, I don't see much of my mother.

Why is that?

Wow, Mom, that's, it's kind of personal.

I'm speaking to Christine.

Uh, well, ever since my dad died,

um, she doesn't talk much.

She just, uh,

stays on the farm and
keeps to herself because...

Because?

Because her husband died, Mom,

and she just wants to be by herself.

Why don't--

Because my mother's an alcoholic.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

It's certainly nothing to be ashamed of.

Have to say, I find your
honesty very refreshing.

My father had a drinking problem,

and I was always too ashamed to admit it.

You've got backbone.

Unlike that last girl he brought by.

What was her name?

- Alice.
- We don't have to--

Alicia!

- Alicia.
- Oh.

She was dreadful, Christine.

She was ill-mannered, no ambition at all.

Well, they met on the internet.

There you go.
- Oh, what is that?

"They met on the internet"?

- Really?
- What does that mean?

Am I being too hard on him?

- No, not at all.
- There you go.

Thank you very much.
- Oh, thanks a lot.

You know, I think I will try
some of that cake of yours.

- Toss me under the bus.
- Look at that.

It looks great, you're gonna like it.

Looks so interesting.

You only dislike it if
you hate delicious things.

Harvest cake, huh?

We have to get this recipe.
- It sounds so quaint,

doesn't it?

Did you hear something?

No.

You okay?

Tasty.

- I like it a lot.
- I do like it.

- Mm-hm.
- Mm!

You know, Mom, when you
say we met on the internet,

it's a little misleading.

Well, you need to do that

to find a good mate.

- She has a Facebook.
- You can't even trust

the things you hear or that
people write about themselves.

- Very nice.
- Even the pictures are

false half the time.

Is that true?
- Oh, it's true.

I don't think it's a
misconception to think

that people of good breeding
and success should be able

to meet potential life partners
in a realistic situation.

Would you, Christine?

No.

No, of course not.

What?

What, but we did.

We met at a bar, Chris.

What are you talking about?

Oh, my God, that's right.

You two better get
your stories straight.

It's not a Klan rally, Mom.

It's a bar.

Yeah, we met at a bar,

and we set up the date on the internet.

You okay?

You okay?

Want water?

Baby, have some, went down the wrong pipe.

Oh, my God!

I'm sorry, I don't, uh,

there must be a window open.

Chris?

Okay, I hear you!

Leave me alone!

Just leave me the hell alone!

Stop it!

Baby, there's no one there.

Okay.

I think I'd better go.

Yes, I think that would be best.

- Wait, Chris.
- Don't follow her.

She's a sick girl.

Mom, she needs my help.

Let her go.

Wait!

What's the matter?

Look, I did what you said!

I killed that little kitty!

You're so full of shit!

These are elusive and powerful
forces we are dealing with.

There are no guarantees!

We must speak directly
to this dark spirit.

We must dissuade it from
taking your soul, and soon.

I know someone who can help us.

And I'm supposed to trust you?

Tomorrow is the third day.

After that, the Lamia will come for you.

We can't let that happen.

But you must understand,

the woman who can help us must
put herself at great risk.

She will not do that for free.

What do you need from me?

$10,000, cash, by tomorrow.

Mr. Jacks.

Yeah?

This is kind of awkward for me,

and I know it's not official yet,

but I was wondering if
I could get an advance

for the new position.

What, the assistant manager's position?

Yes.

See, one of my family
members is really sick.

They're not gonna die,

but they could.
- Christine, Christine.

There's a problem.

The McPherson deal was
canceled last night.

What?
- Yeah.

Right after I informed the regional office

that we had this big loan pending,

I find out that they just made their deal

over at First National.

Now, I gotta call in to
see what exactly happened,

but right now, this does not look

too good for you or for me.

So, this assistant manager
promotion has been delayed.

In fact, you know, I think,

with everything that's been happening,

I think I'm gonna have
to give this job to Stu.

Stu.

I see.

I'm sorry.

Look, if you've got family problems,

maybe you should take the
day off, sort them out and...

So, how much?

3,800 for everything.

Including my jewelry?

Including.

But this stuff is worth
so much more than that.

Please.

This is all I have.

I'm begging you.

Take it or leave it.

Chris?

Chris?

Baby?

Thought you were lactose intolerant.

I am.

But then I thought, screw
it, I'm eating ice cream.

I paid Rham Jas.

What?

You're kidding me.

I paid him.

Why, I mean, I thought
that you didn't believe.

I don't know what I believe in anymore.

I really don't, but I know
that you believe in this.

I know how important it is to you,

and I know how much pain
this is causing you.

And, I also remembered,

I remembered a promise that I made

the night I fell in love with you.

I told myself that I would
always look out for you.

I'd always take care of you.

So I paid him.

You remember the night that
you fell in love with me?

I remember the second
I fell in love with you.

Oh, my God.

You sure you don't want
me to go in with you?

He said I should come alone.

Yeah, I know, I know.

He told me the same thing.

Christine, if you will
permit me the pleasure

of an introduction, Shaun San Dena.

Welcome.

How do you do?

Shaun San Dena is an experienced medium.

Furthermore, she's personally
been touched by the Lamia.

I first encountered
this spirit many years ago

in this very house.

And what happened?

I lost a young boy's soul to the beast.

I have waited these long years

for a chance at redeeming myself,

a chance to destroy the foul thing.

And--
- Tetiechko, please.

Tonight, my chance will come.

But to summon it, I will need your help.

Can you be strong?

I'll try.

My late husband,
Sandor, was also medium.

He chose this site to build a house upon

because he sensed certain
forces at work here.

In this place, there is a particular

A particular confluence of
forces which allows a doorway

to be opened through which we may pass.

And through which others
may pass into our world.

Please be seated.

What's going on?

Everything we're doing
is for your own good.

Please.

Christine, please.

Thank you.

Once the spirit has entered me,
put my hand upon the animal.

Do you understand?

Yes.

I force the spirit of
the Lamia into the goat.

Milos, that's when you strike.

Si, Tetiechko.

I understand.

We all must be receptive.

What am I supposed to do?

You must allow the darkness in.

You must invite the dead to
co-mingle with your spirit.

I'm scared.

Yes.

Now repeat these words: I
welcome the dead into my soul.

I welcome the dead into my soul.

You must believe it!

I welcome the dead into my soul.

I welcome the dead into my soul.

I welcome the dead into my soul.

I welcome the dead into my soul!

I welcome the dead into my soul!

I welcome the dead into my--

Something else is here with us.

Yes.

It is not the Lamia.

It is the spirit of some
unsettled soul from years ago.

Sometimes the unsettled
ones linger by the door.

There are others here, as well.

Begone, foolish spirits!

Begone!

She is coming.

Who now inhabits the
body of Shaun San Dena?

Lamia.

Lamia, what is it you desire?

I desire the soul of Christine Brown!

We will feast upon it as
she festers in the grave!

No!

It was my manager, Jim Jacks!

He was the one!
- Silence!

Lamia, surely you can be dissuaded

from taking this insignificant woman.

Surely she is not worthy
of your greatness.

No!

I come for you, Christine.

You're mine!

No!

You tricked me!

You black-hearted whore!

Now, Milos, now!

You bitch!

Away, unclean spirit!

Lamia!

As one who summoned you to this circle,

I command you to leave this instant!

Christine!

I don't want your cat,
you dirty pork queen!

Shaun San Dena!

- Si.
- You must banish the spirit!

Yes!

Milos!

Oh, my God.

I'm okay.

Thank God!

I'm okay.

Unbelievable!

You did it!

Thank God.

I tried.

Are you okay?

Oh, my God.

Help me!

Call an ambulance.

Is she breathing?

No.

Oh, my gosh.

It's so sad.

Yes.

Strange how things work out.

She waited 40 years for another chance

to overcome the Lamia,

and finally, on the last
night of her life, she did.

No, I'm afraid you misunderstand.

The Lamia cannot be banished by a medium.

This is our lesson tonight.

I'm sorry.

But I saw her get rid

of the thing.
- No.

You saw her drive it from a seance.

That is all.

It will be back.

The goat was never slaughtered.

When this night is through,

the Lamia will come for the
owner of the accursed object.

Unless, of course, you
are no longer the owner.

Do you have the button?

Make a gift of it and
you've given the curse away.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

Because the Lamia will tear the soul

out of whoever you give that to.

They'll burn in hell for eternity.

And I would have sent them there.

I would be your accomplice.

Whatever you decide,
you have till morning.

Is it over?

It's over.

Clay!

You will burn in hell!

You will burn in hell!

You bitch, you'll burn in hell!

Your turn's coming!

You will burn in hell!

You okay?

Holy shit.

Okay, you sure you're still okay

about the Santa Barbara trip?

- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Yeah?

And what time should I get you?

It's better if I meet
you at the station.

There's something I've
gotta do on the way.

I can do it, you want
me to do it on my way to--

No! No.

I've got it under control.

Meet at, like, 7:30 at--

Wait! Where's my envelope?

- What envelope?
- It was in my purse.

I just had it!

It's just an envelope.
- No, it's gotta be here!

It's here, so we'll find it eventually.

Oh, my God.

- Okay.
- I thought I'd lost it.

Okay.

Bye.
- 7:30.

Don't be late.

Dad, can we go to the Angel game?

What about the Dodgers?

We're only gonna be
in town for a few days.

But if there's a home game...

I'm sure if I just tell him
how much I care about you,

I mean, he's gotta understand.

Are you sure
you don't want anything else?

No.

So you're just gonna sit

here drinking coffee all night long?

Yes.

Maybe! What's it to you?

Honey, I make my money on tips.

Coffee drinkers don't tip.

Honey, just keep the coffee coming

or I'll give you a tip you won't forget.

Oh, my gosh.

What a delightful surprise.

Well, you're the sweetest
person in the world.

Never mind what it's about, Stu.

Just get here in 10 minutes

or I'm gonna tell Mr. Jacks something

you don't want me to tell him.

Oh, yeah?

Like what?

Well, for starters, that you
stole the McPherson loan file

off my desk and gave it to First National.

Now you got nine minutes!

Give me another.

Seriously?

Oh, God, Christine,
please don't tell on me.

I mean, if my dad ever finds out,

just tell me what you want.

I need to give something to you.

A little gift.

A gift?

But I don't understand.

I thought you called me down here

because I gave that
loan to First National.

Look, you don't need to understand!

Just shut up!

Now, this gift that I'm giving you,

it'll become your property.

You'll be the owner, all right?

Okay.

Okay.

What?

Forget it.

But I thought you wanted to give it to me

'cause of the loan stuff.

Just leave.

Okay.

Thank you so much, Christine.

But you're not gonna tell my dad, right?

Go!
- Okay.

Who does deserve this?

Well?

Is it possible?

There are gypsy blessings
bestowed upon the dead.

They give gifts to their departed

to curry favor with the deceased's soul,

for, truly, the soul never dies.

Yes.

I do believe you can give the curse

to someone who has passed on,

but you must make a formal gift

of the accursed object to the deceased.

Oh, I'll do better than that.

I'll shove it down her goddamn throat!

I'm gonna get some.

I'm giving it back to you!

You're gonna take this thing!

Are you gonna take this thing?

Take it!

That's the last of my hair you're getting!

I, Christine Brown,

do hereby make a formal gift

of this button to you, Sylvia Ganush!

Choke on it, bitch!

Goodbye.

Hi, it's Christine.

Leave a message and I'll call you back.

Christine, it's Jim, Jim Jacks.

I'm sorry I'm calling so
early, but last night,

I found some troubling information

about our friend Stu Rubin.

Apparently, he stole your
file on the McPherson loan

and then tried to broker his
own deal at First National.

I guess he thought we wouldn't find out.

And we wouldn't have, either,
except that an hour ago,

he came by my house and tried
to pin the whole thing on you.

After I confronted him

about a few inconsistencies in his story,

he broke down crying and, well,

we won't be seeing him around anymore.

So I just wanted you to know
that, come Monday morning,

that assistant manager's
position will be waiting for you.

Passenger
Benson, please meet your party

at the concourse ticket counter.

Welcome to Union Station.

- Cookie, Miss?
- No, thanks.

Train travel as
your mode of transportation,

and we wish you a pleasant journey.

Hi. Good morning.

- I'm sorry, we're not open.
- Oh, I just want this coat.

We're not open yet.

My boyfriend and I are taking

this really special trip this morning.

Please?

Northbound
Surfliner, service to Van Nuys,

Simi Valley, Oxnard, Santa Barbara, San--

Clay.

- Hey.
- Hey!

Oh, man!

God, I'm so glad you're
here, so many things

I wanna tell you.
- Wait, there's something

I wanna say while I have
it straight in my head.

Okay. Go ahead.

You never stopped believing in me.

Thank you for that.

And there's something else,

something that I couldn't admit to before.

I could have given Mrs. Ganush

another extension on
her loan, but I didn't.

It was my decision,
and it was wrong of me.

You have such a good heart.

You're so beautiful right now.

Do you like my new coat?

I do. I really do.

What happened to the old one, though?

I threw it out.

And I never want to see it again.

Oh, no.

Oh, that's too bad, 'cause
I, look what I found.

I found this in the car.

And I thought maybe you could...

I thought maybe you could sew it back on.

Yeah, I think you might have
my Standing Liberty quarter,

'cause the envelopes
kind of look the same.

Chris, what's wrong?

- Oh, my God!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Stop! Chris!

Oh, God!

Hey! Hey!

Hey, hey, no!

Hey!

Oh, God, no!

Hey! No!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me, please!