The Elf (2017) - full transcript

- If you stop me now, I won't
be able to do the restore.

My life's work.

- Nobody works here you see.

I mean I'm Mr. Brooks, but
nobody works here anymore.

I don't...

Well okay.

Unbelievable.

Guy says he works here.
- That's good.

- No that's not good.

- This is so odd.

- Okay I'll bite, what is it?



- Okay so you know
how toy makers

were a specialty profession,
kind of like a butcher,

et cetera, so on and
so forth right?

Well each customer in this
book represents a ledger

like a checklist
of each toy made.

Empty.

- Maybe he just didn't
get around to it.

It's not that hard
to figure out.

Or maybe it got lost amongst the
rest of the crap over here.

- Yeah, all great theories,

except he wasn't
making different toys.

It's the same toy.

- Monteya, come on.

Come on be careful,
what are you doing?



Come on now didn't I tell you

to be careful with
what you touch?

Ow.

Huh.

Finally something works.

Whoever can use that...

Whoever accepts this gift will
be the soul of its contents.

"You are part of a wild hunt."

Any attempt to
interrupt the nature

"of its intent
will lead to end."

"Be warned that it
sees all and punishes.

You are granted removal of one
name from this... naughty list."

- Hey.

- Wait I thought you said
you were at a toy shop

which is kind of pedophile-ish
but I didn't want to judge.

- Sky, why are you calling me?

I told you to wait for my call.

- Wait are you in any trouble?

Because if you need me there
before Christmas just let me know.

- Wait, where is Nick again?

- Nick is in the back, and
what I really, really need

is for you to not know so
much about the big surprise.

- Why not?

- Because you have a big mouth.

- Okay, so that's how
this is gonna go?

Where's Nick?

- He's in the back.

- So, he's in the
back, by himself?

- Yeah.

- You must really hate
your boyfriend, huh?

- Uh, fiancé and what why?

- You're letting him touch
all this old and creepy shit

without a gun or a priest
or a shaman, nothing?

Now you know what, hey
send me the address

where you're gonna have
this little party.

I'm gonna have my
cousin Yelp it.

- Sky the party is on Christmas

and you know how Nick feels
about that time of year.

- Wait so you invited the
entire neighborhood or?

- Yeah, yeah I invited
a few people.

- Yeah that's some really
crazy shit right there.

Having a bunch of
random people over.

- Yeah, if you, if you
could see this place

you would know that that's
not gonna be an issue.

- That's racist.

- No, no what I'm saying
is that this place

is literally stuck in the 30's.

- You realize that's
still racist right?

- Okay what I mean is
that there's no one here

under the age of 90, I mean,

there's no traffic,

no birds,

there's no kids.

- Hey, wait, what's going on?

- I'm okay.

- Hey have you seen The Village?

- I gotta go.

I'll call you later.

- Okay whatever.

I'll remember that.

- "I accept this
gift from Woo-Don."

I guess it was the
last thing he made,

but the whole thing was odd.

I'm not even sure I
saw whatever it was.

I'm just happy for
it to be appraised

and then we can move
on with our lives...

- Do you want to marry me?

- What?

- You heard what I said.

Do you want to marry me?

- Of course.

- Well you know what this
holiday means to me.

- Yes, and I'm trying.

- Look, we've spent the
majority of our time

celebrating an old shop.

I mean we hardly even talk.

I feel like I know nothing
about your life here,

the people, the town.

- I've never kept anything
from you, Victoria.

- Why can't we meet your mom?

- She uh...

I've already told you why.

- Well I want to know
again, tell me again.

I'm serious, if we're
gonna get married

then I need to meet at least
one person in your family,

a cousin, an uncle, anyone.

What are you doing,
why are we stopping?

- Sir, hey.

Are you okay?

Sir, you've been in an accident,

is there anyone you
want me to call?

- I'm going to get
into so much trouble.

- Sir, you're gonna be-sir,

who's going to be mad at you?

- Hey.

Nick?

- Let's get to the house.

- Okay let's just
not talk about it.

Listen.

Christmas music.

I better go and turn
that right off.

- Really?

- I think I'm gonna
make some hot chocolate

but don't worry I
wouldn't even dream

of putting marshmallows in it.

- Honey.

- I'll be fine just
not right now okay?

- Victoria.
- Oh my god.

What?

Are you serious?

Is this a joke?

Whatever.

Nice try and all, but,

this is not what I meant
by Christmas spirit.

That thing is creepy
as shit by the way.

Okay, I get that it's weird

but it is not that
much of a big deal.

What's up with you?

- I didn't bring it.

- Yeah.

Why does it have
that creepy blade?

So, I'm assuming you
found it like that?

- Yeah but,

it ran.

- It ran?

- Yeah and it marked
me with a seal.

- A seal?

- And it's right
here on my left arm.

- Yeah.

Damn, I hate it
when that happens.

When I was young my
Sally See and Say spoke

without me pulling her cord.

You know what I did?

I chucked it.

Bye you creepy son of a bitch.

- Oh.

Done.

No more trouble from Santa's
creepy little helper.

- What'd you do with him?

- It is in the trash.

- Okay.

I'm gonna take a shower, and uh,

I might crash.

- Well we stayed at my house

and why is that even weird?

How man guys know
where you live?

- That's a fair point.

But wait so you're in
the middle of nowhere

with a guy who's having
killing your ass flashbacks.

- No no no they're not flashbacks
they're night terrors.

- Night terrors my ass,

have you seen Amityville Horror?

- No, what's that?

- It's what you're
living right now.

Look girl there is so many
new dating apps right now.

I say you call it all off
and you come back home

before you get chopped up

into little baby
pieces in your sleep.

- Listen he's not crazy, I mean,

yeah okay, he's got issues.

- This is all my fault.

I should have let
you use my account

so you could stream
more movies...

- Okay listen there's
one more thing.

There was this really creepy elf

waiting on us when we got home.

- Like real elf?
- No it's dumb.

- Ah so he's into elves.

- Never mind, never mind.

Look it's Christmas
Eve and the 'rents

are gonna be here any second

so I love you.

- Alright alright
I love you too.

But as your friend I'm
obligated to say this-run.

- Bye.

Hey, hey,

Hey, you're ok.

Hey, hey it's okay, I'm
here, I'm here, I'm here,

I'm here, I'm here,
I'm here, I'm here.

It's okay, it's okay, come here.

- That's it.

- Nick what just
happened in there?

- Just pack up whatever
you got and let's go.

Don't just stand there,
let's go, let's move.

- Nick it's Christmas Eve.

And there's a major snow
storm heading this way.

- Okay,

there cannot be.

- Yeah all flights
are being canceled.

- Shit.
- Nick.

Wait, wait, Nick, Nick, wait.

- Surprise.

- Well say something, son.

- Speechless?
- John.

Speechless.
- We spoke about this.

- Yes, yes we did.

- So, as a family we are so
excited to celebrate one of many

and just thrilled to be here.

- Well it's a party isn't it?

Special, all the way
from Greenland.

To the man of the house.

- Excuse me.

What?

- Here, it's okay Dad just...

- Oh boy.

- Hey.

- I just wanna...

- Surprise?

- You just couldn't
resist could you?

- Oh come on that's not fair.

- You knew how much
this shit meant to me.

- Yeah but you know how
much family means to me.

Look it's Christmas
Eve and my family

and my parents are
right out there

and I even invited some
people from the town.

- You did what?

- Yeah, from the place
that you grew up in.

- Born, I didn't grow up here.

- Okay, whatever.

- And I told you the only
thing that I want to do

is I want to appraise this place

and get the fuck out of here.

- You actually haven't
told me much of anything.

I don't know a thing about you.

- Well I for one
never cared much

about the buzz during
this time of year.

- Pops where you going?

- Going to get my
own special bottle

and it ain't from no
damn Greenland either.

Come on, Martha.

- Ma.
- I like his take on that.

- Ma.

Dad there's a storm coming.

- Screw it, god damn.

- I guess maybe three
months is a little fast.

Even for us.

- It's Christmas Eve.

My family and friends
are out there, so.

- I don't think it
is safe to drive.

- Then why did you come?

- Because you are as blind
as a bat, that's why.

- Which explains 50
plus years no doubt.

God it is freezing.

- Well if you had worn
what I put out for you...

- Wait a second.

Do you hear that, hmm?

Silence.

- This close, you
are this close.

- What the hell is this?

- What is this?

- I just said that.

- What is this doing in our car?

- Funny lookin' thing isn't it?

- Can you believe him?
- You know how he is.

He hasn't been the
same ever since.

Anyways.

So... three months.

- Oh my god.

- Starting to understand
the idea of cold feet.

I don't know.

Do you think I'm
making a mistake?

- Oh hey, it's not
for me to say.

Only you know what's
good for you.

- Earlier, we were at the shop

which by the way is
this whole other story,

and I was looking out the
window and there was,

this old man shoveling snow.

- Okay and?

- And there was no snow.

Then we get home and
Nick has this...

little elf thing propped
up, waiting on us.

It's the creepiest thing that
I've ever seen in my life.

And if you know
Nick, you know that

that just makes no sense at all.

- Right, and what
does that mean?

- Nick...

he hates Christmas,
absolutely loathes it

because he had an incident
when he was younger where...

Let's just say the last thing
that Nick would ever do

is touch anything and I mean
anything Christmas related.

- Okay so why do you
think that he did it?

- I guess,

I guess he's having second
feelings about the wedding

and him acting out of character

is his way of showing me that.

- Okay, big sister card.

I think that you've
had way, way too much

of this Greenland eggnog.

- That stuff was gross.

- Yeah that's why nobody
goes to Greenland, honey.

- Tiffany you seen Papa?

- I thought they came back?

- Well they should've
been back by now.

You know maybe I should
go and try to find them.

- No.

No you're gonna stay right here,

and you're gonna
make things right.

- Yeah, uh, I'll go find them.

- Yes.

- Yeah with the storm coming in

we're gonna need some
supplies anyways, right?

- Yes, that's a great idea.

- You know what
I'll go with him.

- Dad hates the cold.

He's probably out playing
hooky somewhere.

- Nana, Papa!

I don't know why they
would've traveled this far.

- So you see things Nick?

- Nana!

- Hey man I get it.

We've all been
through some shit,

kind of changes your
perspective of things.

- Yeah well it's a good
thing there are people

I pay to talk about
those things.

- I'm sorry.

- Papa!

- I guess Victoria
didn't tell you

I'm an actual psychologist.

- Nana!

Papa!

- But in your case...

a god damn psychiatrist.

See, Mr. Conway wanted me
to give you a message.

It wasn't hard,
I've had you pegged

ever since the first
time I laid eyes on you.

I mean who knows?

You might've been bullied,
you might've been touched.

Could've been batshit crazy.

But either way, you're
gonna tell Victoria

that you can't do this.

"Hey it's too much,
I'm too coo-coo."

Believe me, she'll understand.

- Okay.

Pretty long walk.

Someone could get lost.

- I always knew you'd settle down
in a nice quiet little town.

- Dad this was supposed
to be an introduction,

a chance for us to all meet and
spend Christmas together...

- What so we could meet the
guy you decided to marry

without consulting us
or telling anyone?

- Consulting?

- You're cooped up in this house

doing what you clearly
don't want to do.

Do you have any interest
in this family whatsoever?

- Family?

That is rich coming from you.

Tell me is this everyone or
are we waiting on someone?

- That's enough.
- Come on, Dad.

Let's all hear it, how's
our brother nowadays?

Have you heard from him lately?

- I said that's enough.

- Oh why don't we
go and ask his mom?

Remember the one you sent away?

- John.
- I know honey.

You're mad at me,

and that's okay, I
probably deserve it,

but that's no reason to
throw your life away.

- I am not.

- And what's sad is you
don't even see it.

Look around you,

there's no photos of a
life before this moment.

- John.

- No artwork, no paintings...
- John.

- No plans, no memories...
- John.

John!

- Don't you find
that a little odd?

He told you that he
killed his father

when he was nine right?

Or that he stabbed his mother in
the face over and over again?

And now she's sitting in
a psych ward in Bristol.

You know it's amazing
what you can find out

if you do a little research.

Christmas Eve Massacre,

or that's what the
papers called it,

house of murdered guests
donned in their finest silks.

- Honey, we just didn't know
how to tell you all of this.

- If I'm guilty, I'm guilty of
trying to protect my little girl.

- Oh.

- Guys, everybody.

We...

we are in danger.

- Calm down, it's okay.

- No wait, what, no listen.

There's a killer out there,
and we have to leave now.

- Nick, where's Jeremiah?

- Oh yeah.

We were walking and
then he attacked me.

I..

He...

He was... he was
attacked by this...

this little-this

this little thing!

This... Okay.

- This elf thing!

- Okay, all right, calm down.

- Don't tell me to calm
down, are you listening?

We have to go!

- Hey, I'm sorry I didn't
notice, I'm sorry.

- You remember, you remember
the imp, the little elf thing.

- You mean this elf?

- Yeah, but he was...

- I know it's not easy, son.

- Hey, hey listen I'm gonna
support you through this, okay?

We're in this together,

but right now I just need to make sure
that you don't hurt anybody else.

- You...

you told him to attack me.

- You told him to attack me.

Why would you do that?

- Let's go upstairs
and get ready

and as soon as the storm passes

we're gonna get you the
help that you need.

Nick, baby, upstairs.

- We're all here for you, son.

- Let's just go upstairs and...

- We're all here for you.

- Baby let's just go
upstairs, come on.

- What about Jeremiah?

Dad? - I'll go
look for Jeremiah.

He probably just got lost

following Nick
back to the house.

Hon, can you give
me my coat please?

That's probably Jeremiah now.

Hon, if Nana and Papa
get here before me

make sure they stay, okay?

♪ Sayeth Christ and say his name

♪ He's the light, the joy within

♪ Be the light, the joy within

- What's going on?

- Hey, excuse me.

♪ Let your...

Excuse me!

Well that's great and all,

but, I need to go look
for my son-in-law,

and I don't have time for this,
but thanks for the offer.

- No wait.

You see, we traveled a very
long distance to be here.

And it would really
warm my heart

if you let us sing
one more song.

♪ We wish you peace and joy

- What?

♪ We wish you peace
and joy within

♪ We wish you peace

Oh my god!

- What's going on?

- Rolling blackout?

I guess caused by the storm.

That's weird.

- John, what happened?

- I don't know.

Everybody just calm down okay?

- We need to call somebody.
- There's nobody to call,

there's no service.

Just calm down okay.

- What was that?

- What the hell?

- What is it?

- It's-it's nothing,
it's nobody.

Tiffany let me see that light.

Tiffany give me the damn light.

- Dad.

- I'm gonna go check
on the breaker box.

Yell if the lights come on.

Check on your sister.

- Just be careful out there.

- What is that?

- It's what I've been
trying to show you.

- Is this from the...

that thing?

- When I was young, they
used to tell me about him.

My grandfather.

The keeper of children's souls.

The uh-townspeople they were...

so afraid of him that
they created a curfew,

and uh, anyone that was
caught after dawn was...

The story goes that...

a wild hunt was initiated
by supernatural creatures,

led by an evil demagogue.

And their main objective
is to take souls.

Our souls.

And bring them down into...

the underworld... for sport.

And if you...

if you saw them,
they-you're cursed.

Unless you bargained
to help them.

- Help-help them how?

What is that?

- I found this...

inside the box with the elf.

- I don't understand.

Why are-

why are some of the
names scratched out?

- I think my grandfather
decided to help them

by sealing the souls
of little kids

inside of a wooden box.

And they gifted him
with something

that would help him do it.

- Sweet Christmas.

- Gah!

- Who is there?

Perfect.

- What?

- Dad?

- John, what happened to you?

- Jeremiah...

he's-in the snow man.

- Did you find him?

- John, what happened to you?

- John, what happened to you?

- Somebody...

He knows.

The thing, the elf, he...

- It's Mom.

- Get away from the door.

- Tiffany!

- It won't lift.

- It's stuck.

- How do we get rid of it?

Nick, what do we do?

- I don't know, okay?

- Dad.

Stay with me, stay with me.

Don't speak, don't speak
just save your energy, ok?

- We need more bandages or...

- Upstairs, I'll go get 'em.

- No, don't you move.

You have already done enough.

- Mrs. Conway.

- Don't, don't move.

- Dad I just...

Dad.

Dad.

Dad.

Dad.

Dad, stay with me.

Dad.

- This bitch has not
answered any of my...

- Hi, can I take your order?

- One second please.

Come on V.

- I'm waiting, can
I take your order?

- Bitch I said hold on, damn.

- Who is this?

- Um, this is Sky
and who is this?

- Sky?

Um..

Listen...

there's a fucking
killer on the loose

at the Brooks' residence.

- Wait, what?

Okay, um...

what does he look like?

- One foot... about
one foot two inches.

Sky, listen, don't let the son
of a bitch leave this house.

- Did she just... hello?

Killer on the loose?

Hello! Killer on the loose!

I knew that motherfucker...
Amityville Horror.

What did I say?

- Where'd you go?

- Another name has
been etched off.

- Let me see that.

Was there anything else,
something with it?

- I, no I don't think so.

- It's a yes or it's a no.

- I...

- It said something about
having the ability

to erase one of the names.

- What does that mean?

- I don't know... the...

the photo book, the toy
maker list, the...

- What about them?

- If this is a naughty list

and it is compiled for all
the names that were chosen

for a wild hunt, shit.

- What?

- The reason the, the reason
why the toy maker's ledger

is empty is because
he never finished.

All the people in Blakeley,

they're the children
of the town.

- Wait.

You think...

You think that this
wild hunt is here

to finish off the townspeople?

- No, their... descendants.

To finish the cycle.

Their minds got old...

No, their minds never changed,
but their bodies got old.

That is why the old man in
the car was acting so weird.

- Okay what,

what,

if what you're saying
is true then...

your grandfather must not have
finished the list, which,

that means that...

You're next.

- And if we don't... finish,

- Then the hunt continues.

Unless...

There's two names here.

Oh shit, Mom.

Mom?

Mom?

What is that?

Mom?

Nick.

Nick.

Nick.

Are you seeing this, Nick?

Nick.

Nick.

- Hey, hey.

Nick.

Let's get out of here.

We have to go.

Get away!

What do you want from me?

Somebody help me!

Nick!

Nick?

Nick?

- Kill it!

Kill that motherfucking
piece of shit, kill it!

It's dead.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

- Walk. Walk.

- Is it dead, is it dead?

Nick, what the fuck?

I can't open it, I just
need a bit more...

Nick help me.

Just a little bit
more, I'm gonna...

- What's that? That emblem?

- What do you mean, honey?

- How did your parents know
how to find this place?

- Because you aren't the only
one who survived this curse.

Nothing personal my love,

it's just only one
name can be erased.

Hey! Listen!

Where's the list?

Stay with me, where's the list?

Baby, baby.

Do you think this is funny?

- Sort of.

- No! No!

Baby!

Baby.

Don't, no.

Merry Christmas.

- These damn roads, they had
me circling round and round

for like hours and then out of
nowhere it just cleared up.

I got you something,
it's a little cheap,

but I knew it was
something you would like.

Kind of weird, huh?

It's a little creepy but...

Merry Christmas.