(bird squawking)
(animalistic grunting) (bushes rustling)
(man growling) (disorienting music)
(grunting continues)
(shrill, disorienting music)
(man growling)
(wet spurting sounds)
(bird squawking)
(rustling)
(man grunting)
(rustling)
(bird squawking) (heavy breathing)
(animalistic growling)
(intense music)
(growling and heavy breathing cont.)
(rustling)
(eerie, shrill music)
- What's that?
Must've been some birds.
(eerie, shrill music) (bird chirping)
(faint growling)
(man roars) (intense music)
(screaming) (man growling)
(growling and snarling)
(intense, synthetic horn music)
(thud)
(growling and snarling continues)
(wet spurting sounds)
(rustling)
(owl hooting in the distance)
(bird squawking)
(man grunting)
(water splashing)
(man grunting)
(intense, synthetic horn music)
(eerie music)
(rustling)
(bird squawking)
(water splashing)
(suspenseful music) (man snarling)
(horse neighing)
(heavy breathing and snarling)
(heavy breathing)
(intense music)
(intense music cont.)
(rustling)
(man grunting)
(stomping)
(car engine humming)
(wildlife sounds)
- Goddammit.
You could have reminded me to get some gas.
- No shit. - We're in the middle
of nowhere.
Be right back. - Yeah, sure.
- Don't turn on the radio,
you'll run down the battery.
Don't wander off, you hear?
- [Woman] (exasperated) George!
(suspenseful music)
- Is there a gas station around here where I could get some...
(man growling)
(man groaning)
(snarling and growling)
(man groaning)
(snarling and growling)
(birds chirping)
(man growling)
(suspenseful music)
(sound of boots on gravel)
(suspenseful music cont.)
(rustling)
(rustling and heavy breathing)
(snarling and growling)
- [Woman] What are you doing?
Oh my God!
(gun firing)
(whine of pain)
(tire blowing)
(car screeching)
(suspenseful music)
(car door clicking open)
(low, ominous sound)
- Goddammit.
Brand new car. Brand new tires!
(man scoffing)
(cat yowling)
(low, ominous sound cont.)
(cat meowing)
It won't take me long, honey.
(cat meowing)
(eerie music)
(suspenseful music)
(cat meowing)
Sit tight, honey.
I'll have this taken care of in a minute.
There.
(low, ominous sound)
(man huffs)
Aw, this damn thing is stuck.
(cat meowing)
(lightning crashing)
(eerie music)
(rustling)
(lightning crashing)
(low, ominous sound)
(lightning crashing)
(cat meowing)
(rustling)
(cat meowing)
(lightning crashing)
(low, ominous sound)
(cat meowing)
(suspenseful music)
(cat hissing)
(cat yowling)
(woman gasping)
(woman groaning)
(woman screaming)
Come on, darling.
You know you shouldn't have wandered away.
- My hands!
Just look at my hands!
- Everything's all right, my darling.
Just you calm down.
(woman sobbing)
Come on.
Let's go, huh?
(woman sobbing)
We're all set to go.
- I don't give a damn!
I'm staying here.
I'm not going anywhere.
I wanna go back home.
(birds chirping)
I wanna get away.
- Come on. Don't you think you'd better calm down?
- Leave me alone, you hear?
I'm gonna die.
(cat meowing)
(sobbing) What'd we come out here for?
What did you get us lost for?
- Take it easy, honey, it's all right.
We're not lost, so don't be afraid.
(sobbing)
There's a town 10 miles or so down the road.
Looks like a very nice place.
- Yeah, we always set out for a very nice place
and end up nowhere.
And my hands! I have to get them to do something
about my hands.
- I love you and I love your hands.
- Bullshit, you're full Of it!
- That's the reason I married you.
(woman sobbing)
- Hold me.
(dramatic synth music)
- Don't. - That's better.
(cat meowing)
(low, ominous sound)
(car engine revving)
- [Woman] Darling, isn't that a light over there?
- [George] Yeah, so it is.
- [Woman] Thank God.
("Toccata and Fugue in D minor" by J.S. Bach plays)
- I'll be back.
Just don't move.
- [Woman] Are you kidding?
- I better put on my jacket.
- Hurry back. - Yeah.
("Toccata and Fugue in D minor" by J.S. Bach cont.)
(knocking on door)
(thudding footsteps)
(knocking on door) (thunder crashing)
Hey!
- It looks like somebody got lost.
(ominous organ music)
(thunder crashing)
Let him in, Louise.
(man grunting)
- [George] Thank you, ma'am.
(thunder crashing)
- The rain stopped.
Thought that storm was gonna be a dilly,
but I guess I was wrong.
I'm not often wrong.
In fact, I'm almost never wrong.
(clock chiming)
But to err is human, I guess.
- [Louise] At least you're right about that, husband.
- [Man] Hush, woman.
(car humming)
- Damn it.
This really isn't my day.
(thunder crashing)
I'll get it fixed tomorrow.
- If you're expecting any more tourists,
you may be disappointed.
- No, no, I don't.
The only kind of people we get around here anymore
are people like you.
They got lost.
- I better go see my wife. - Yeah.
(eerie music)
- People will come.
Someday, or should I say some night?
(horse hooves clicking)
They'll come on a night just like this.
(horse neighing)
I pray to God we won't be here anymore
when they do.
- Come on, Louise.
Aren't you ever going to stop this nonsense of yours?
- Nonsense, is it?
I'm not so sure it's nonsense.
Ten years ago,
when the farm at the crossroad burned down
in the middle of a rain storm that flooded half the country.
It was nonsense too, wasn't it?
- An accident.
- I never said it was anything else.
- Well, that settles it.
- I'm not so sure.
Nobody was ever able to prove it.
Then, two years ago... then a couple of years ago,
a fishing boat sailed by; three good men just vanished
though the sea was perfectly calm.
And it all happens at the same time of year.
You know very well it would be a long list
if we were to add up all the strange catastrophes
that strike us just before, or during, or after the Equinox.
- What are you trying to say?
I don't know what you're talking about.
- Oh, they're just stories, a legend.
They say that one or maybe two sailboats got wrecked
when the wind jammers used to follow our coastlines
so to stay clear of the big storms we get,
mostly at Equinox time.
You know,
that's when the day is exactly as long as the night.
That's when we get the highest tides.
(orchestral music)
They say five brothers lighted channel fires
that led the ships straight into the rocks.
Ship wreckers used to do that, you know?
Bandits, they were.
Murderers who killed and plundered.
Ships relied on channel fires
as they do on lighthouses.
When they were torn apart on the rocks,
both the crew and the cargo were an easy prey.
(orchestral music)
(orchestral music cont.)
They say one was a British ship
on its way back from India.
It had stopped over in Egypt, so they say.
The story is that it picked up a special shipment of crates
in Cairo, and to this day,
nobody knows exactly what was in 'em.
(light orchestral music)
They say the sea that night went berserk,
as fierce, as vicious, as murderous
as if it were whipped up by a hurricane.
The end of the world.
Waves lashed out at the rock,
but the five brothers kept on feeding the fires.
(orchestral music)
(orchestral music cont.)
It was a long night before the sun came out again
and sobered the sea,
but before it did, the whole topography
of the coast had changed.
(ship creaking)
It looked as if a giant hand had pushed the cliffs
into the sea.
No one ever saw the five brothers again,
nor the ship.
Were they swallowed up by the sea or buried
beneath a rockfall? Or, did they ever exist?
The only thing we know for certain
is that an English clipper
did run into trouble that night off our shores.
Some kids found the logbook next morning
under one of the cliffs,
which had moved overnight in the sea.
Now the whole thing may be a fairy tale, I don't know.
- That's a strange story.
- Ah, the brothers, all five of them,
did exist and that's no fairy tale.
They even say the offspring signed a pact
with the devil and you know it damn well.
- That's plain nonsense again.
I know no such thing.
All I know is they do have descendants,
but that doesn't take any witchcraft.
- Well, be that as it may...
Except that the old woman,
she never goes out of the house,
stays cooped up with her idiot son and a daughter
nobody has ever yet caught a glimpse of.
- [Man] Maybe, but why call the son an idiot?
He was born misshapen.
- No thank you.
- [Man] Looks like a gargoyle, but he's no idiot.
- [Louise] Maybe you'll say he's smart
by the time you've got through that bottle.
(man grunting)
- Good stuff.
Brew it myself.
- He's misshapen, you say.
I say more likely he's a monster.
(birds chirping)
(snorting)
(grunting)
- Get out of the way.
Go on.
Stupid goat.
Come here, you old goat.
God, he's lazy.
(suspenseful music)
Come here, I said!
Well?!
That's better.
You know what to do.
(lightning crashing)
Goddamn wind.
(grunting)
(thudding)
(growling and snarling)
What's the matter with you?
Huh?
Come on, my little baby.
Get out of the way like a good girl.
(thudding)
(grunting)
(hooves clacking)
- [Louise] It's that horse again?
The devil's own mount.
Isn't anybody going to have the guts enough to shoot it?
- [Man] If it comes pounding its hooves
around here once more, I'll kill the son of a bitch.
- You'd do that, husband? - Yeah.
- [Louise] Somebody has to before it damns us all to Hell.
- [Man] Hell or no Hell, I'm killing the son of a bitch.
("Toccata and Fugue in D minor" by J.S. Bach plays)
- What's the matter with you?
You're supposed to pull, so pull, goddammit!
("Toccata and Fugue in D minor" by J.S. Bach cont.)
(hooves clacking)
(thunder crashing)
- That's it, that settles it.
I'm gonna give it a belly full of buckshot.
(ominous organ music)
(thunder crashing)
Goddamn horse.
(footsteps pattering)
(thunder crashing)
(woman gasping)
(horse neighing)
(woman gasping)
(thunder crashing)
(rainfall pattering)
- Even if you're the devil, you don't scare me.
(horse neighing)
Come here!
I'll beat your goddamn brains out!
You think you scare me, huh?
You don't scare me.
(horse neighing) (suspenseful music)
Come here!
(man huffs)
(horse neighing)
(wind howling)
(low, ominous sound)
(clumps of earth tumbling)
(ship creaking)
(horse neighing)
(woman breathing)
(thunder crashing)
(woman gasping)
(fabric rustling)
(thunder crashing)
(car door slamming)
- I'm getting out of here.
(car door slamming)
(engine sputtering)
Shit.
(engine revving)
(thunder crashing) (suspenseful music)
(woman gasping)
(horse neighing)
(hooves clacking)
(horse neighing)
(hooves clacking)
(woman sighing)
(birds squawking)
(wildlife sounds)
(woman gasping)
Damn it.
Where am I?
(thunder crashing)
(rustling)
(creaking wheels)
- Keep going.
What are you stopping for?
Pick it up.
My son.
(inhuman howling)
Never seen anything like it.
That's as hard as you'll pull it? (lightning crashing)
Stop!
That's it.
(birds squawking)
This is as good a grave as any.
(grunting)
(horse neighing) (thunder crashing)
(ship creaking)
(barrels clonking)
(thunder crashing)
Get the hell over here!
(strange, staccato sounds)
It's heavy, isn't it?
Want me to lift it for you?
(grunting)
Big boy like you.
(scraping)
This looks just great.
Yes.
(wood creaking)
(horse neighing)
(grunting)
(strange sound cont.)
Need a shoe horn, or what?
(grunting)
(low, ominous sound)
(horse neighing)
(low, ominous sound cont.)
(thunder crashing)
(horse neighing)
(lightning crashing)
(low, ominous sound cont.)
(lightning crashing)
(horse huffing)
That a boy.
(rustling)
(woman panting)
(bird squawking)
(scraping)
(thud)
(suspenseful music)
(scraping)
(woman panting heavily)
(woman screaming)
What was that?
Go and find out.
(intense music)
Out there!
What do you see?
Well, what is it?
(man grunting)
(woman screaming)
- Show yourself so I can let you have it!
I'll get you, even if it's the last thing I do!
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
(gun firing) (horse neighing)
Show yourself!
There you are.
You're running away, huh?
Wait!
(gun firing)
I know you're quick.
(gun firing)
(horse neighing) (shotgun racking)
Neigh some more.
(gun firing)
Where are ya?
Why don't you neigh some more?
(gun firing)
I know you're over there!
(shotgun racking)
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
Shut up!
(gun firing)
(man grunting)
(bird cawing in distance)
(grunting)
(horse grunting)
(match striking)
(groaning)
- Now what's the matter?
What do you want?
What are you trying to show me?
Leave her where she is.
You still got work to do.
(frantic grunting)
(horse huffing)
(bird squawking in distance)
(grunting)
That's amazing.
She looks just like her.
(heavy breathing)
Well...
You're right.
Why should she live when my daughter is dead?
Throw her into the grave!
(suspenseful music)
(horse neighing)
(eerie music)
(grunting)
(scraping)
(animalistic growling)
Just dump her in.
(hooves clacking)
(horse neighing)
(hooves clacking)
(horse neighing)
(man grunting) (horse neighing)
(hooves clacking)
(thwack)
(groaning)
(horse neighing)
(woman grunting)
(horse neighing) (man groaning)
(horse neighing)
(woman grunting)
(man groaning) (horse neighing)
(wet spurting sounds)
(gurgling)
(horse neighing)
(gurgling)
(animalistic growling)
(horse hooves clacking)
(man grunting and growling)
(horse neighing) (man groaning)
(hooves clacking)
(loud, pained groaning)
(woman screaming)
(horse neighing)
(woman screaming)
(man groaning)
(horse neighing)
(woman screaming)
(horse neighing)
(man growling)
(woman screaming)
(old woman grunting)
(man groaning)
(woman screaming)
(man groaning)
(animalistic growling)
(guttural groans)
(guttural groans cont.)
(woman screaming)
(old woman grunting)
(man groaning)
(rocks exploding)
(man roaring)
(both groaning)
(woman gasping)
(shuffling)
(woman screaming)
(woman groaning)
(woman screaming)
(old woman groaning)
(woman screaming)
(woman groaning)
(woman screaming)
(gurgling)
(old woman groaning)
(man grunting)
(low, ominous sound)
(man groaning)
(owl hooting in the distance)
(low, ominous sound)
(scraping)
(owl hooting in the distance)
(low, ominous sound)
(ominous music)
(woman screaming)
(slapping)
(woman screaming)
(low, ominous sound)
(woman gasping) (eerie music)
(woman gasping)
(woman screaming) (man groaning)
(wet, dripping sound)
(man groaning)
(low, ominous sound)
(man groaning)
(shotgun racking)
(gun firing) (horse neighing)
(suspenseful music)
(shotgun racking)
(gun firing)
(gunfire continues)
(gunfire cont.)
(horse neighing)
(shotgun racking)
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
(birds chirping)
(rustling)
(man grunting)
(gravel sliding)
(wildlife sounds)
(birds chirping) (woman breathing heavily)
(man grunting)
(woman screaming)
(rustling)
(animalistic grunting)
(woman screaming) (suspenseful music)
(man growling)
(rustling)
(woman screaming)
(suspenseful music)
(man growling)
(birds chirping)
(suspenseful music cont.)
(woman screaming)
(woman breathing heavily)
(boots thudding)
(woman grunts)
(engine sputtering)
(man grunting)
(engine sputtering)
(boot steps thudding)
(man growling)
(woman screaming)
(engine humming)
(tires screeching)
(man groaning and gurgling)
(engine revving)
(man groaning)
(man roaring in pain)
(grunting and groaning)
(man wailing in pain)
(car door opening)
(footsteps thudding)
(man groaning)
(match striking)
(flames crackling)
(man groaning)
(flames crackling) (man groaning)
(man wailing)
(tires screeching)
(cat meowing)
(car skidding)
(bird squawking)
(engine sputtering)
- Shit.
Gas.
Gotta be some in the trunk.
(woman sighs)
[Woman, Voiceover]: Oh, no, the gas...
Damn. (trunk slams)
(engine sputtering)
Come on.
(engine sputtering)
Just a little more, car.
(gun firing)
(gunfire cont.)
(eerie music)
(woman panting)
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
(woman panting)
Please, help me! Please, help me!
[Man] Huh?
Everything is true, just like you said!
I saw the monsters! The old woman's son!
Oh. - I know,
but I don't give a damn.
The key to it all is that animal.
The key. - The mummy,
I saw it!
It's coming this way! - Screw the mummy!
- Please do something. Oh!
Please, please don't let it...
(sobbing)
Use your rifle on it!
- [Man] It's a shotgun, lady.
- You've gotta kill it. - Kill it?
- You've gotta help me.
- [Man] I told you, lady, what I want is that goddamn horse!
(woman sobbing)
(shotgun racking)
- [Woman] Please!
(gun firing)
Stop them!
They're going to kill us!
- [Man] I'll get you.
(gun firing)
- Please.
(shotgun racking)
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(horse neighing)
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
(shotgun racking)
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
- [Man] Stay still, damn it.
(shotgun racking)
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
(shotgun racking)
(gun firing) (horse neighing)
(shotgun racking)
(gun firing)
No, you can't get away from me.
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
Come on!
(gun firing)
(horse neighing)
(gun firing)
(man grunting)
(dramatic music)
(man groaning)
(horse neighing)
(shotgun cocking)
(gun firing) (horse neighing)
(man breathing heavily)
(woman panting)
(low, ominous sound)
I knew it.
I told them that wreck was here all the while!
I knew it was there all along.
I knew it!
(rustling)
I knew it!
I told you, didn't I?
I was dead certain it was there and I was right.
It's mine, now.
And it's gold, it's treasure.
It's secret.
I'll be its master, its secret is mine!
- The mummy, it's coming our way!
I'm so afraid.
- [Man] I found the ship.
There's nothing to worry about anymore.
(rustling)
(low, ominous sound)
- Take this!
(gun firing)
(low, ominous sound)
Damn.
What is it?
Why doesn't it stop?
We'll see...
(man) Get out of my way!
I'm part of a mystery, now!
You got no power over me!
Get out of my way!
The ship is mine, now!
I'm the master of the ghost ship!
You're nothing but my slave!
(neck cracking) (man screaming)
(man groaning)
(man gasping)
(man gasping and groaning)
- [Mummy] Right, right.
(squelching)
(man groaning)
(squelching)
(low, ominous sound)
(woman gasping)
(low, ominous sound)
(woman gasping)
(rustling)
(woman grunts)
(shotgun racking)
(shotgun jostling)
(jostling cont.)
- [Woman] There we go.
(gun firing) (explosion booming)
(woman gasping)
- What you need is a cup of coffee
and maybe I'll add some buttered toast with honey,
so as to get you on the right foot.
You mustn't waste such a nice day.
(woman groaning)
Hmm...
(cat meowing)
- [Woman] It was a dream, it was a dram,
I just don't understand.
(cat yowling)
(woman muttering)
(cat yowling)
I don't know.
(woman groaning)
This bed is...
(woman sighing)
(cat meowing)
("Toccata and Fugue in D minor" by J.S. Bach plays)
(birds chirping)
- I'm terribly sorry, ma'am.
- Why is that?
- The fact is, I didn't realize where I was 'til much later.
I must have seemed awfully rude.
I'm sorry.
Last night, was there a storm, or did I dream it?
- There was, and you arrived right in the middle of it.
- Could you tell me... I mean, I'm looking for my husband.
- Ah, well, he drove off at the break of dawn.
I believe he went looking for a garage to get a tire fixed.
It was a long way.
It'll probably take until noon.
- I see.
Oh, well, I guess he did the right thing.
You can't be too careful.
- He promised me he'd try to make it back before lunch.
Of course, both of you will lunch with us when he gets back.
My husband said he'd go see if he could buy us some fish.
- Your husband?
(ominous organ music)
You mean your husband?
How long ago did he leave?
I mean...
- Oh.
Ten minutes or so.
What's wrong with you?
Don't you feel well?
- No, I'll be all right in a minute.
I'm okay.
I'll walk around a bit.
- You sure you're all right? - Yes, I'm all right.
("Toccata and Fugue in D minor" by J.S. Bach plays)
- I'll see you for lunch.
(cat yowling) (birds chirping)
(rustling)
(cat meowing)
(birds chirping)
(rustling)
- [Man] Le Condor was her name.
(low, ominous sound)
(cat meowing)
(cat yowling) (woman gasping)
(woman screaming)
(cat meowing)
(low, ominous sound)
("Toccata and Fugue in D minor" by J.S. Bach plays)
- It's okay, darlin'.
We got a nice, quiet room.
We'll get a good night's sleep.
("Toccata and Fugue in D minor" cont.)
- I guess they lost their way.
(cart rattling)
- Come on.
Pull straight, will ya!
You know how the roads get.
Come on, pull!
I said pull!
("Toccata and Fugue in D minor" by J.S. Bach plays)
(upbeat funk music)