Barun Rai and the House on the Cliff (2021) Movie Script
1
[news] Violence is
around us everywhere.
We see violence every day.
We see it on TV.
We can't pick up the newspaper
without reading about it.
It is a violent society.
Police getaway, giving excuses
that these are mysteries...
and involve the Paranormal.
Violence is around everywhere.
With crime in New York
on the rise this year...
the number of unsolved cases
is beyond count.
Police needs to hire
Special Investigators
to solve such cases.
The problem with New York now
are that the police aren't
bothered.
Cases get opened and then
get shut. Just like that.
Same with Emily
Anderson's missing case.
She mysteriously disappears
and the next day, Cory murders
her whole family.
How and why are the police
still, baffled?
If we were the police,
we want answers!
You just have to go out there
and do your job.
[guillotines cuts,
lighter sparks]
[ominous music playing]
[ghostly voice] Hi, buddy!
Wait, you got scared?
Our world is far
beyond the ordinary.
Ooh, new guest in the house.
Do you want something?
Most of us can't see all that
surrounds us.
[eerie sound distrotion]
Say it as a gift or a curse.
I see things others cannot.
[ethereal music playing]
[Girl 1] Cory, why are you here
at this hour?
Don't kill me.
[Man 1] Hold on. Get up Cory.
Don't!
[man grunting in pain]
He's a moron. Get out, Cory.
[muffled speech, man screams]
[gunshot fired]
[whimpers]
Don't kill me.
Oh, my God!
What happened to you?
Oh, my God,
what happened to you?
[women wincing in pain]
[music playing on TV]
[indistinct echoing chatter]
[woman] Cory, is that...
What happened to you?
[man] Why do you have
a gun in your hand?
Stop, Cory, Stop!
[man yelps and screams in shock]
[shots fired]
No! Leave us alone. Stop!
[background screaming voices]
No! Leave us alone!
[shot fired]
[explosion]
[garbled voice]
Don't betray!
[evil cackling]
[garbled voice]
Kill yourself?
Now kill yourself!
Oh, that's great, mama!
[satanic chants play]
- Cory Marchman.
- Did he do it?
No. But it was his finger
that pulled the trigger.
It was possession.
It's a textbook case.
What do you mean by possession?
Like paranormal?
[lighter clicks]
I saw something. I saw some...
It was a girl.
[ghostly scream]
[sighs]
She-- She made him do it.
How'd you know it was a girl?
Are you a psychic?
Well, I'm a criminal
investigator by title.
And I deal with cases
that are out of the ordinary.
A ghost?
[snickers]
[laughs]
There's a picture of her
in the basement. The girl.
Thank you very much.
[ominous music swooshes]
After speaking with NYPD
neighborhood co-ordination
office
the Wake-up New York
Radio News team confirmed
that the body of Emily Anderson
was identified at 07:05 this
morning
near the Hudson River.
Principal cause of the death
has believed to be choking.
[echoing voice] The Emily
Anderson case is sloved
Finally, the case
has been solved.
The mystery of her death
Is finally revealed.
It was Justice Barun Rai has
solved the paranormal case.
[title song begins]
When I'm gone...
away to another land
Keep me in your heart...
even if you can't
hold my hand
And most of all...
remember the times we shared
We always care
Remember me...
everything was meant to be
Remember me...
everything was meant to be
Remember not to grieve
I'll be there, just believe
It will take a while
But try to smile
Remember me...
everything was meant to be
Remember me...
everything was meant to be
[songs ends]
[waves crashing]
[vocalizing]
[camera clicks]
[man screaming]
[somber music playing]
So another suicide at Corvid's
head in the same year.
But what is it about this
beautiful village
which compels people
to take their own lives?
[camera flash flourishes]
[woman] There's this thick fog
that goes into the sea
in the early mornings.
I see it sometimes
when i am on an early ride.
It's hard to focus.
Sometimes you can't see 10 yards
in front of you.
[reporter on TV] Everyone knows
everyone else around here.
So, when there's
a certain death...
it doesn't just affect
the immediate family
it affects all of us.
It becomes quite disorientated.
I suppose you could misjudge
where the edge of cliff's
actually is.
[man on TV] Some folk
around here say that
they've seen a lady walking
along the cliff.
Then she disappears
like a ghost!
And we don't understand why?
[man on TV] This rumor is
going around in the village
There's a lady on the edge
of the cliff killing people.
In small-knit
community like this one
these tragic deaths
will be mourned by many.
We asked a local police officer,
Inspector Jenny Jones
about the rumors that these
deaths are actually murders.
[Jenny Jones] I can't possibly
comment on the status of the
current investigation.
While I can say is that
our heartfelt condolences
go out to the families
of the victims.
And if anyone has any
information they feel they might
be useful...
we would urge them
to contact us.
[suspenseful music playing]
[ship horn, plane noise]
[Barun Rai] When we think in
terms of Criminal Psychology
we are always told that
every crime has a means
of motive and opportunity.
But what if a crime does not
have any apparent motive?
The crime contains a
paranormal element.
[projector trilling]
This man here, a much-loved
gardener in Santa Monica
California
was accused of those killings.
With a whole village was shocked
as to how he could've done it?
And yet we had
conclusive evidence
that he was the perpetrator.
That is...
unless
his mind
his movements were being
controlled by some other entity.
[projector trilling]
[overlapping whispers]
[exorcism verses]
[possessed male screaming]
In every case, it's important.
It's imperative
that we keep an open mind
we trust our instincts
and what we perceive to be
the facts of the situation.
[everyone applauds]
[suspenseful music playing]
[body bag zipper unzips]
[camera clicks]
[door clicks shut]
Come and have a look at this.
Do you see these flecks?
I've never seen them
on suicide before.
Okay, so...?
They are called Petechiae.
And they're caused by
pressure on the vein.
And very common in cases
of Asphyxiation.
But not enough for...
So, what's the
cause of death here?
Well, quite certain,
he died of his injury.
The head wound.
A subdural haematoma
caused by cervical-spine-trauma
to be specific.
But that would mean that...
succession marks up here
is after death.
How is that even possible?
[telephone ringing]
[dramatical music flourish]
- Hello?
- Barun, it's Jenny.
Council is meeting about the
things happening around here.
Can you meet me there?
I need to give the specifics
for the Corvid's Head suicides.
I'll see you shortly. Bye!
Ma'am, Brian was found with
inappropriate pictures again.
You know the drill, Brian.
Do you want to spend the night
in the cells?
Right! Well, let's see if we can
reschedule then. Shall we?
[flips photographs]
[inquisitive music playing]
Alright.
Make a copy of these
and give his mum a call.
Tell her to come
and pick him up.
Yes, ma'am!
[rain and waves sound]
[blaring ship horn]
[Barun] We travel,
some of us forever
to seek other states,
other lives,
other souls.
My next destination
is Corvid's Head.
A small town across the channel.
- Hello, Sukhbir.
- Hey, good to see you.
Whatever, you don't tell them
we are from the paranormal.
[waves crashing]
[car door opens and closes]
We are from ITN News.
We heard that we're
getting desperate.
You are from the
paranormal, aren't you?
We wouldn't know
anything about that.
About the suicides?
- No, no, clue.
- Are you sure?
There have been
rumors about ghosts.
You flew in from the USA, I see.
Has this got anything
to do with Nixon?
Come on, man!
Following the reports about the
leak from a factory in Hampton
Park
we have approached
the business owner.
And in return for maintaining
his trading license
he has agreed to
commission a report
connecting the link between
factory fumes
- and mental health.
- Barun, we have a word.
You haven't missed much.
They seem to think there's a
link between factory fumes and
suicides.
What's puzzling me is the flecks
in the victim's eyes.
Symptoms of asphyxiation.
But we can't place anyone there
at the scene.
Do you have-- any images?
Any evidence?
- No!
- Hmm.
It's quite a while came
to the country, isn't it?
- I'll see you back at the
police station. - Yeah.
[door clicks open]
[Jenny] This way, gentlemen.
Can you grab the files for me,
please, Shaun.
I sure see there's quite a lot
to go through.
Hmm-mm.
Thank you.
- May I keep them for a few
days? - Yes, absolutely!
Thank you.
[knocks on the counter]
I've come for
Brian. Where is he?
I'll go and get him, madam.
[cell door viewer opens]
Put your hands out.
Come on further.
All the way around.
Right. Put them back in.
[door clicks open]
Get your hands off him.
There's no need to restrain him.
He would never fly.
Would you love it?
You need to keep a
better eye on him.
He's a grown man!
Grown men go to jail
for repeat offended.
[Hindi song plays on car radio]
- Harmesh?
- Yes!
It's way above our price range.
[Harmesh laughs]
Listen, it'll be worth it, okay?
I have a good feeling about
this.
Why don't we fancy one of those
flats next to the marketplace?
No!
It's so beautiful here.
And it's just like a short walk
from the hospital.
You're going to be home 10
minutes after you finish your
shift.
I mean, even the air
smells fresher here.
It's like you!
Beautiful!
[both laugh]
[sinister music playing]
If the new couple
finds out about this...
it's going to put them off.
I thought you said
they weren't from here.
[tree branches
swaying in the air]
Look, if they show up,
make sure they buy it.
Let's just get rid of it
before anything else happens.
Alright!
[Soumili laughs]
[Harmesh] And she blushes...
[Harmesh laughs]
- Stop it.
Hey!
[Hindi song playing
on car radio]
- Oh, is that it?
- Hey!
- I think it's that one.
- Oh-oh, it's beautiful.
Yeah!
But why do we need
such an expensive house?
I think we should
reconsider, Harmesh.
Why? Look, we are here now.
We'll go inside. And
we'll take a look.
- Okay?
- Okay...
[car doors close]
[Soumili] Hey,
Sophie, we are here!
[Sophie] You are really going to
I love this house.
[key jingle, door clicks opens]
Wow!
The things here are original.
Everything seems just perfect!
[sinister music playing]
[door creaks open]
[Sophie] It's pretty big. You
can convert it to another room.
Okay. Eh, hold my hand.
- Careful! Your head.
- Yeah.
Wow!
[both chuckle]
Oh, my God!
- This is interesting.
- Yeah, it's quite spacious.
[haunting music playing]
Hmm... I bet you
love this place.
Yeah. You know we can turn this
into our children's playroom.
Hmm... maybe!
First, we have to...
give us the babies.
[chuckles]
[Sophie] Are you alright?
Yeah, Sophie, it's great.
We are coming.
[both chuckle]
Hey, what's this?
What's this?!
[ominous music playing]
Oh, my God! It's a book.
Listen, it's not yours.
Keep it back. Come on.
I know!
- Come on, let's go.
- Let's go.
[curtains rasping]
Wow!
Lovely, isn't it?
Beautiful.
Will you take it?
- Oh, well...
- Hmm-mm.
I think we'll take it.
I'll see you back at the office.
Hey, uh... Sophie?
Is there anything
you're not telling us?
It's ridiculously good price.
- Yeah, that it is. But uh...
- That it is!
Okay, Sophie, do you mind,
if we walk around for a bit?
Help yourselves!
- Hmm...
- She's weird. Hmm?
- Yeah, but the house is nice.
- Yeah.
[camera clicks]
Wow, I love it.
[Soumili laughs]
Barun, you cracked the
California case very easily.
There was no motive for the guy
to do what he did.
His records were clean.
[indistinct chatter]
Now coming to
Corvid's Head case.
No, sane person...
without any issues
just suddenly commit suicide.
Exactly!
So, Barun...
What's your-- What's your
gut feeling about this one?
I don't know.
We need more...
circumstantial evidence.
[suspenseful music playing]
[waves crashing at shore]
[upbeat music playing]
I am the fire darling
The fire itself
I am the fire darling
Dance around my flame
[song fades away]
[weird groaning noise]
[song plays, camera clicks]
Come on let's dance
together all night
until the sunrise
[gasps] Someone is there.
Oye!
Hey! Hey, hey, hey, stop!
What do you think you are doing?
I'm sorry.
Your curtain was open.
Eh... give me that.
No! Please important pictures.
Please don't!
You know you can't be taking
pictures of people when they are
in private.
I won't!
What's your name?
Brian!
Brian, you do that again...
and I will report to you.
Do you understand?
Take this and go.
And I don't want to
see you here anymore.
[ominous music playing]
[haunting whispers]
[things crashing downstairs]
- Harmesh?
[Harmesh groans]
[haunting whispers]
Harmesh?
[haunting whispers continue]
[furniture creaks and moves]
[Soumili groans]
[sighs]
[irritated groan]
[flips switch]
What is this doing here?
Strange!
Tsk...
[loud gasp]
Oh, my God!
[window creaks open]
[Soumili gasps]
[mild thunders]
[strained gasp]
[window clicks and closes]
[voice] Soumili
[Soumili scared gasp]
[rapid breathing]
[rumbling thunder]
Who is that?
[scared gasp]
[rumbling thunder continues]
[strained breathing]
[strongly exhales]
[yelps in fear]
[ghostly whisper]
You're going to die.
[ghostly noises]
[car zooms past]
Uh... Soumili, they are here.
That's Soumili, my wife.
She's the one who
actually heard something.
So, you didn't actually see
anyone inside the house?
I'm sure someone was here.
Because the windows were open.
Oh...
The box was emptied
on the floor.
A box? Where's that now?
I cleared it out.
Oh, you shouldn't be really
tampering with evidence.
- Umm... sorry.
- And what did you hear?
I'm sure I heard something.
Because that woke me up.
[thumping sound overhead]
And what's that?
Umm...
Erm... it's empty, though.
Old plumbing.
It makes a hell of a racket.
- Should we have a look?
- Yeah, sure.
Yes. Umm... this way.
It's only recently
that we have moved here.
Alright. Where from?
[attic door creaks open]
[attic door closes]
[footsteps climb down]
- Anything?
- Nothing!
Well, that doesn't appear to be
any more signs of an intruder.
So...
That's it! Nothing you can do?
Well, you heard a noise
and so that box had fallen over.
Nothing had been taken, so...
No, I saw something.
I'm sure!
[sighs]
Truth is... I was
asleep at the time.
Eh... it could be
these all windows.
It's the sea breeze around here.
It's stronger than you think.
Oh, if it's just the windows
then I can fix them.
Great! I will get in touch
if you have any more concerns.
Come this way.
That's okay. We can
see ourselves out.
Thank you, officer.
- Thank you.
- Thanks.
[crows cawing]
[floorboard creaking]
- Hi Sukhbir!
- Hey!
- Mmm...
- Okay!
And it's right next
to the cliff. Wow!
[birds chirping, the
door clicks open]
[door closes]
[mellow music playing]
[church bell tolling]
[birds chirping]
[crows cawing]
[sinister score playing]
[leaves rustling in the wind]
[gate creaks opens and closes]
[ominous music playing]
[doorbell croaks]
How about a housewarming party?
[knock on the door]
[Soumili chuckles]
[haunting music flourish]
Good afternoon.
I'm from Corvid's Head church.
- Hello, father. Please come in.
- Thank you.
[door creaks shut]
- My name is my father, Paul.
- Hello!
How's it been in the house?
Eh... good!
Would you mind
if I perform a blessing?
Oh, of course not.
Is it a tradition
in the village?
Well, the house has been empty
for some time.
- Sure! I'll get you a glass of
water. - Thank you.
[floorboard creaking]
[chilling music playing]
[floorboard creaking]
[briefcase clicks, crows cawing]
[ghostly whispers]
[loud ghostly voices]
[wooden horse rocking]
Oh, Holy Father...
we welcome your spirit
into this place.
[kettle creaking]
[chimney soot crackling]
[crackling intensifies]
[ominous music playing]
[clock ticking]
[rocking chair creaking]
[flies scuttling]
[door shuts close]
[father moans]
[crow caws]
[ghostly voice] Get out now!
Get out!
[loud shudder]
[panting and running]
[door creaks open]
Father?
[church bell tolling]
[cathedral door thuds open]
[door thuds shut]
Tell me!
I have failed...
Failed! Failed! Failed!
We can't afford
failure, father Paul.
Helpless lambs
when the spirit is too powerful.
We can't do anything.
Its necessary for us to
recognize our limitations.
The best way we could
serve our flock...
is to steer
everybody that we can
away from the danger.
I don't think we can
ignore this one...
sir!
[door lock thuds open]
I've been having terrible pain
in my stomach from the past
couple of hours.
Umm... initially,
I thought it was muscular.
-Myalgia--
-Myalgia?
Erm... I'm a nurse.
At the hospital?
I will be at the hospital
in a couple of weeks.
I've just moved here.
- From India?
- Yes!
I'm from Delhi.
But I have been working in the
UK for quite some time now.
We... erm...
bought a new house
at Corvid's Head.
I'm assuming yo've...
considered all the obvious
triggers; something you've
eaten... injury, etcetera.
Now tell me, Mrs. Banerjee.
Are you an anxious person?
- Moving house is stressful.
- It is.
- Specially when--
- Go on!
I think I had a
break-in in my house.
Do you think?
- You called the police?
- Yes.
But they weren't sure.
And then... And then,
I started doubting myself.
It was night...
I don't know.
How are you sleeping?
Not very well lately.
Stress can manifest itself
in a physically way, you know.
As pain!
And sleep deprivation will only
exacerbate this.
I'm prescribing you
some anti-depressants.
[approaching footsteps]
[knocks on window]
[door clicks open]
- Yes!
I'm Barun Rai.
I'm working with the police.
Is Brian in?
He has done nothing wrong.
I keep telling you lot.
I- Not even nicked any sweets
lately-- - No, no, no!
It's not about that.
I hear he's a photographer.
I'm interested in taking a look
at some of the pictures he's
taken.
You're as bad as her.
Who?
You are not having his photos.
So, get out of here.
Stop hounding him.
Although the arrest for theft
could've been far worse, you
know.
Just like her.
I can get a search warrant.
If you're going to make this
any more difficult.
[receding footsteps]
Thank you.
[door slams shut]
[suspenseful music playing]
You know, Jenny,
the deaths look strange.
They don't look like suicides.
Yes, the anomaly with the eyes.
It's been picked up by the
coroner by the victims, but...
as you know, they do appear
to be suicides.
There seems to be a
shadow in these photos.
Look at this lot.
Do you see something here?
They seem to be taken about the
same time they were going to
jump.
The same guy took both.
And I know what
you are thinking.
But he's not a suspect.
He's this simple guy
from the village called Brian.
Brian, again?
He took both photos.
That's a strange coincidence.
He is harmless. He's
just fascinated.
He's always taking photos.
Hmm...
There's a copy of his file
in your folder.
What about the shadow
in the picture...
next to the younger man?
If you're talking about
the bruising on the neck...
you're right; I did see.
No... the bruising was obvious.
I am talking about the shadows
standing next to him.
[Barun] This is the spot on the
cliff they have been jumping
from.
And they are all jumping
from the same place.
How strange?
Well, the last few certainly.
But when it's high-tide
it's impossible to tell.
The coroner's report
didn't mention any...
fume inhalation, did it?
No, why?
Because if the asphyxiation
happened beforehand...
then it likely to have been
by strangulation.
So?
You know, Jenny...
blocking the airways manually
takes a lot of strength.
And it takes longer
than one thinks.
And it's highly unlikely
that it happened on the cliff
and no one saw it!
Hmm... alright!
Mrs. Banerjee lives in the house
on the clifftop.
And she reported
hearing strange noises.
Maybe we should look
into it further.
[approaching footsteps]
[door clicks open]
[door closes]
[ominous music playing]
[footsteps overhead]
[loud and shocked gasp]
[panting]
[running footsteps]
[clock chimes and dings]
[TV white noise]
[dramatical music flourish]
[TV switches off]
[faint footsteps approaching]
[indistinct thudding noise]
[hounding footsteps]
[clock dings and chimes]
[door slams shut]
[chilling music playing]
[ominous music playing]
[gasps in shock]
[whimpers in fear]
[ghostly whispers]
[loud gasp]
[loud chime and
rapid clock movement]
[Soumili screaming]
[mirror shatters]
[car pulls over]
[panting rapidly]
[woeful music playing]
[exhales]
[whimpers and cries]
[door clicks open]
[door closes]
Soumili?
Harmesh!
- Harmesh!
- Soumili?
Please come here, Harmesh!
Soumili?
What just happened?
Soumili, are you--
Are you okay?
[Soumili crying]
I think I saw something.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, you...
saw someone here?
- No!
- Are you sure, Soumili?
I-- I'm not sure!
- I don't know.
- Okay. Okay. Okay.
Shush, it's okay. It's okay.
- No...
- Soumili, it's okay!
[loud crying]
Hey, it's okay.
It's okay, Soumili.
Hey! Sush... it's okay.
It's okay.
[softly whimpers]
It's a new country.
It's a new home.
It's... It's difficult.
I understand, okay!
Too much is happening too fast.
I know what I saw.
You didn't say that
one minute ago.
You said you're confused about
what you saw.
[Soumili whimpers and cries]
- It's okay.
Hey! Sush... it's okay.
Hey, I'm here with you. Okay.
Hello, I'm Barun Rai.
You are with the police?
I'm working with inspector Jones
on this one.
Okay.
- Please have a seat.
- Thank you.
- Would you like some tea?
- No! No, thank you.
What absurd noises did
you report to Jenny?
No, there have been no noises.
Not after we have
fixed the windows.
No, I heard noises.
Soumili!
Banging, thumping!
Different kinds of
noises. Kind of--
that makes you feel there's
another person in the house.
Listen, the truth is
that there was an intruder.
One of the first night
that we were here.
And, Soumili has been
on the edge ever since.
That's understandable.
Giving excuses for me?
- I'm not-- - They were not just
weird noises.
No!
I have felt fingers on my back
pushing me!
On my head, my shoulders.
It-- it's windy here.
And the windows needed fixing
and the panes.
And we have taken care of it.
Okay.
The move has been stressful.
- I can imagine.
- Can you help us?
I'll look into it.
Thank you very much.
But, uh...
I don't think we'll need it.
- As you wish. Bye.
- Yeah.
[exhales in disappointment]
[door locks]
Oh, God! You ask for
help from anyone.
If you cannot support.
At least don't talk.
I am very supportive.
Mr. Rai!
Sorry!
[ominous music flourish]
- What is this?
- I'm not sure.
I keep finding this lying around
in the entire house.
Like somebody has
been moving it.
Maybe your husband.
No, it's not him.
I just want this
out of my house.
- So I'll keep it. I'll look
into it. - Thank you.
[haunting music playing]
[Polly] Alexander and I
were meant to be together.
All those months of hope, the
planets suddenly align in my
favor.
And make them notice me.
[ethereal music playing]
Now our wedding now will be
under the light of
lunar blood moon.
It only happens every 50 years.
I couldn't be happier.
Hmm... it looks like
some form of a code.
Have to ask Sukhbir
to decipher it.
I have been seeing
something really odd.
Are you going to say that
I'm stressed and tired again.
Do you think you're
stressed or tired?
Yes, obviously, I am.
But I'm scared too.
I just want...
whatever I see,
this-- this weird, odd stuff.
This just needs to stop.
[suspenseful music playing]
This script looks like, Theban.
God! I Haven't seen
this at the university.
[women giggling]
- Gosh, it's cold today. Isn't
it? - It's freezing!
[ominous music playing]
So, how was your first day
in the surgery?
It was great!
My husband's busy.
So, I'm going to go home.
I'm going to take the woods.
- Careful. Bye.
- You too.
[sinister music playing]
[crows cawing]
[twig snaps]
[haunting music flourish]
[haunting music intensifies]
[door clicks open and shuts]
- Hey!
[floorboard creaking]
What happened?
Are you-- Are you okay?
You look worried.
You know that guy who was
taking our pictures.
- Yeah... - He followed me all
the way back.
- Is he still outside?
- No, I ran!
But he has followed me
from the hospital.
He's just a kid.
And he loves photography, okay?
Nothing to worry about.
Yeah! That's the reason he knows
my house address and my
workplace.
Why is he clicking my pictures?
- Because you're so beautiful.
- No!
That's why!
[laughs]
- It's not funny. It's scary.
- Listen...
Do you want me to report him?
- Yeah!
- Okay, I will.
Hmm? Yeah. So, relax.
Go take a bath and come.
Crazy creep!
I'll take care of it.
[slides changing]
[suspenseful music rise]
[slides change rapidly]
[projector switches off]
[switches on projector]
[ominous music playing]
[slides changing rapidly]
[projector powers down]
[projector comes on]
[ghostly snarl]
[phone rings]
[sharply exhales]
- It's Jenny.
- [coughs] Hello!
- Are you alright?
[sharply exhales]
Hi... Jenny!
Pleased to hear your voice.
Never been more glad. In fact.
[snickers]
Look, I don't know if it's
worth mentioning or not...
but the police from Corvid's
Head has been in touch.
There's been some sort of
incident at the house on the
cliff.
I wonder if it's connected
to the suicides.
Okay!
[lighter clicks]
Maybe you could subtly find out.
- You should speak to him.
- Hmm.
[birds chirping]
[car brake squeals and halts]
Hello there!
- Are you father, Paul?
- I am.
- Good morning to you.
- Good morning.
I think my colleague, Inspector
Jones got in touch with you.
That may have been a mistake.
I'm an old man.
I'm here to talk to you about
the Corvid's Head suicides.
I don't know anything.
I'm not accusing
you of anything.
I think you might
be able to help me.
I can provide comfort to
the families. That's all!
Father, I believe you
do know something.
It's not the cliff, is it?
Father, if you know anything...
[footsteps walking away]
[orchestral music playing]
[cheerful giggling]
[loud waves crashing]
[audience applauding]
[car zooms away]
[indistinct crashing waves]
[On TV] It's going to be
a difficult year.
I think every year
is a difficult year.
But to know that it's something
forbidden to go for.
[TV sound fades away]
- What's going on, Brian?
Mum, I'm sorry. I can't.
Every time I open the door,
someone's asking about your
photos.
Where are you going?
[On TV] Only we could get going.
[Soumili] Harmesh,
I'm going to take a bath.
[water running in the tub]
[squeaky wiping sound]
[ghost swishes through]
[shocked gasp]
[news] The Russians strengthen
their hoard on Afghanistan
sending in more
men and equipment
and moving deeper
into the country.
And are in complete control
of the capital Kabul
and the roads leading to it.
[ominous music playing]
[news] ...is in fact in Russia.
The Russian invasion force has
joined forces with Washington.
[news continues to play on TV]
[strained gurgling and gasping]
[rapid panting]
[strained groaning and running]
[ghostly whispers]
[painful screaming]
[ominous music playing]
Till now, there 140, 000 Soviets
in Afghanistan.
- in another two divisions...
[door creaks open]
[female vocalizing]
[Soumili] Harmesh...
[Soumili giggling]
Harmesh!
- Soumili?
- Come here.
[Soumili laughing]
- Follow me!
- Soumili?
Come here, Harmesh.
[echoing] Soumili,
where are you going?
Soumili, please come back.
Soumili?
Soumili! Soumili, no!
Wow!
[Soumili laughs]
Stop. Come back.
[Soumili] Harmesh, come soon!
Soumili, listen to
me. Come on, yeah!
Soumili!
- Come back.
- Harmesh, hurry up!
[Soumili] You still love me?
Oh my God!
[loud laughter]
Come here, Harmesh.
No!
[Harmesh screaming]
[shudders]
Sou-- Soumili!
Soumili!
[air whooshes]
Soumili!
Soumili!
[body thuds]
[ominous music playing]
- No!
- What's happening?
What? What do you see?
Get the cops over to the cliff.
Soumili!
[flies scuttling]
[Harmesh screaming]
[Soumili gasps loudly]
[camera clicks]
Hello, Corvid's
Head, police station?
[intense music playing]
[camera clicking pictures]
Who was with him?
- [camera clicks] Was it you?
- Me?
- I saw something.
- It wasn't me.
- I know it was you.
- I was just taking pictures.
- Come with me.
- I didn't do anything.
What are you doing? Let me go.
[reporter] It was
Soumili Banerjee,
whose husband, Harmesh didn't
return home last night.
He was last seen at the cliff
edge over there at Corvid's
Head.
Police are searching the area
as you can see.
And with the recent suicides,
fresh still in people's minds
it's a wonder whether this
dangerous cliff edge has taken
yet another life.
[helicopter hovering]
[woeful music playing]
Mrs. Banerjee...
I'm so deeply sorry
for your loss.
It must be an awful shock.
We are going to do a thorough
investigation.
We have our boats out there
at the moment.
I will keep you updated
with any progress.
But I must warn you. Because
there's high-tide running...
[Soumili softly whimpers]
...these things take time.
Mrs. Banerjee...
He wouldn't do that.
Why would he?
We are going to investigate.
I promise!
Did he leave a note
or letter, anything?
We'll get to the bottom of this.
We have two eye-witnesses to
help us out with the
investigation.
But at this point,
anything is possible.
I'll contact you
when I hear more.
[footsteps approaching desk]
[chair screeches, cuffs jingle]
[Brian sniffles]
[Brian softly whimpers]
[cassette player clicks]
Commencing the interview with
the suspect, Brian Dawson at
11:03.
Did you push him?
[dramatical music flourish]
Push...
Was that your answer?
I must warn you this
conversation is being
recorded...
and maybe used in
the court of law.
[whimpers and scratches head]
I'll ask you again.
Did you push him?
[Brian sniffles]
Not me!
- Not Brian [neck snaps]
- Well, then who?
[chilling music playing]
Brian, how do you know, Was
Harmesh going to be at the
cliff?
[bangs head on the desk]
Stop that!
[whimpers and cries]
[haunting whooshing, evil snarl]
[cassette player clicks off]
The interview suspended at 11:05
[Brian speaks in tongues]
[cell door opens and closes]
Thanks for coming.
Something happens to Brian.
Do you want to follow me?
So, we put him in here.
Right!
- I'll leave you to it.
- Thank you.
[evil snarling and grunting]
Brian!
[creature snarling]
Brian?
Are you confessing to murder?
[creature continues to snarl]
Who are you?
[haunting growls and snarling]
[creature screams,
cell door opens]
[suffocates, neck snaps]
[gasps for breath]
[Barun struggling and gagging]
Barun?
[Barun panting]
- Are you okay?
- What happened?
- Excuse me!
[Barun exhales in relief]
[Brian sniffling and crying]
He doesn't look much like
a physical threat to me.
- He was in distress.
- No thanks to you lot.
I don't think you understand
just how serious this is.
Brian is a prime suspect
in a potential murder case.
What?!
Brian, what have you done?
[whimpers and nods head]
Do you have a solicitor?
Will I need one?
You might do.
Come on!
[footsteps walking away]
[waves crashing]
[haunting whooshing]
[clock ticking]
[door knob rattles]
[rattling intensifies]
[Soumili screaming]
[furniture screeching]
[door closes]
[curtains rasping open]
Mrs. Banerjee, what's happened?
What has to happen around here
for you to do your job?
What? Eh...
Something's wrong in the house.
Do you have another break-in?
No!
Wait!
Yes!
If that's what it
takes. Then, yes!
Tell me exactly what you saw,
Mrs. Banerjee.
Please trust me. I'm
very open-minded.
I've seen chairs
moving by themselves.
Cupboards...
I don't know how they do it.
By-- By strings or...
You don't believe me.
You don't believe me.
I can see it in your eyes.
You don't believe me.
No, it's not that. I'm just...
I know you've been through
a lot lately.
Look, please sit down.
I think there's
something I can do.
My colleague, Barun Rai, 's an
expert in investigating
situations like these.
Please let me call him for you.
[sharply exhales]
Okay.
[birds cawing and chirping]
[gate opens and closes]
[chilling music playing]
[ghostly whispers]
[door clicks open]
Are you okay?
What happened?
I don't know.
I just-- I just fell.
Please... careful!
[Soumili] Please sit.
Would you like some water?
[Barun] No thank you.
Inspector Jones
had told me that...
you believe in
paranormal activities.
It's a subject of
my interest. Yes!
You mean there's something wrong
with the house.
Haunted?
Yes!
My husband...
Do you know what had happened?
I saw him standing on the cliff.
I ran towards him
from the hotel. But...
There... When I got
there, he wasn't there.
[sighs]
Did you...
Did you...
see him jump?
No, I did not see him jump.
[somber music playing]
Was he alone or...
I can't say for sure.
Hmm... like I said...
when I got there,
he wasn't there.
And the police
are investigating.
Let's see.
- I think we should wait.
- Hmmm.
Mrs. Banerjee, the other day
you gave me a diary.
There are some pictures at
the back. Did you see them?
No!
[Soumili] They said they had
not found his body.
I feel there's still a chance.
What if they're wrong?
You said yourself that the
police are very certain.
If you don't accept that...
you simply can't embrace
your sense of grief.
But I want to know
what happened.
What was he going through?
Why would he do this?
[indistinct waves crashing]
[door clicks open and shuts]
Oh!
[exhales]
[exhales, rocking chair creaks]
[floorboard creaking]
[radio starts playing]
[switches off the radio]
[radio switches back on]
[song plays on radio]
[switches off the radio]
[hissing voice] Soumili...
[haunting music plays]
[hissing voice] Soumili...
[flies scuttling noise]
[hissing voice] I am here
to take you Soumili...
[scuttling noise intensifies]
[Soumili screaming]
[ghostly cackle]
[Soumili gasping and panting]
[chilling music playing]
[chilling music seething]
[sharply exhales]
[furniture creaking]
[door creaks]
[ghostly snarl,
Soumili screaming]
[incoherently panting]
[panting]
[exhales]
[chilling music playing]
[ethereal swooshing]
What?
What was it? What did you see?
The cliff top on
Corvid's Head...
- near the Banerjees' house.
- Yeah!
I felt a strange power.
Strange... Strange energy there.
It felt as if... it's
growing stronger!
It's gaining confidence.
Go on!
I saw...
dozens of bodies
by the shoreline.
[Sukhbir] No!
It's as if...
this energy, this power, is
is waiting for something.
Could the sea have
something to do with it?
When is the next spring tide?
It must be in the local papers.
Oh, yeah! Ah!
It says...
Oh, it's this week!
- Really?
[ocean sounds]
[door clicks open]
[hopeful music playing]
Ma!
[both crying]
Ma!
We're helping the police with
their investigation into...
Harmesh's death.
Soumili is sleeping.
We just wanted to ask her
a couple of quick questions.
We don't have much time.
Ready?
[ominous music playing]
[indistinct voice on TV]
[Soumili] Harmesh...
- Soumili?
[Soumili laughing]
Soumili, is that you?
[Soumili laughing]
[Soumili laughing]
Soumili, where are you going?
Soumili, please
come back, Soumili!
[Harmesh] Soumili!
[Soumili] It's so nice here.
[Harmesh] Soumili, please stop!
Come on.
No!
[screaming]
[Harmesh screaming]
[camera clicking]
So, what did you see?
I saw Harmesh running behind
someone on the cliff top.
Tch... it was Brian, right?
No... I think it was a woman.
I... I thought it was Soumili.
- Soumili?
- Hmm.
But then she turned her head
around it looked like someone
else.
But...
Soumili told inspector Jones,
that she was in the bath at the
time.
Do you think she was lying?
I can't say.
But you know what I am thinking?
Harmesh was convinced...
that whoever it was
that he was running behind
was Soumili!
Are you 100% sure
that it wasn't?
If Soumili is responsible
for Harmesh's death...
who is responsible for all
the other apparent suicides?
When did it all start?
I need to find out.
[pensive music playing]
[newspaper reading
machine creaks]
All of these men jumped.
But only one woman.
Polly Shlonvick,
she was the first.
Is she the shadow in the photos?
Could she be the one?
[Sukhbir] She was supposed
to marry, Alexander.
[artifact trilling]
[typewriter clacking]
[nervously tapping]
[phone rings]
- Hello?
- Hello, Sukhbir.
Yeah, Barun.
Could you make any sense
of the diary?
Yeah, the diary talks about
Alexander, a lot.
But it was written by someone
whose name isn't obvious.
I think it begins with a "P."
And you won't believe this.
He cheated on her.
[intense music playing]
[man and women giggling]
[Sukhbir] She was supposed to
marry Alexander.
[deceiving music playing]
[women wailing and crying]
[Alexander] Polly! Polly!
It looks like she's
written a curse on all men.
I see.
[overlapping voices]
Listen to this.
"The price of the
betrayal will be heavy."
"The price of the betrayal
is mine to take."
"I will not rest until vengeance
has been won."
"All men who dare
cross my path...
"will suffer for the
pain bestowed on me
by my betrayal."
[dramatic music playing]
[Polly screaming]
[Alexander] Polly!
[lightning and thunder]
[basement door creaking]
[Barun] She was
betrayed by her fiance.
And so she's been taking it out
on the men of Covid's Head.
I guess is she wants to get into
the house on the cliff.
[ethereal music playing]
[woman] What's this?
[woman 2] This book!
[woman 3] Again?
[Brian] Not me!
Not Brian!
[man screaming]
[wooden horse creaking]
- We need to get Soumili out of
there. - Okay, sure!
- Yeah, go around there. Will
you? - Okay, I'll do it.
Okay.
[brooding music playing]
[hissing voice] Soumili!
[knocking on door]
[pulsing music playing]
[overlapping voices]
[hissing voice] Soumili!
[knocking on door]
[gasps in shock]
[rapid panting]
- Is there anyone in?
- No!
I tried, but...
It seemed like nobody there.
- Do you want me to wait?
- No.
Why don't you go back to
the hotel? Be by the phone.
Keep an eye on this place.
If you see anything wrong,
call the cops.
Okay? Do you have the diary?
Yeah! Here.
Great, thank you.
- Come on.
- But where do you going?
To get back up.
[church bell tolling]
Father Paul.
I already told you.
I don't know anything.
[footsteps approaching]
You knew Alexander.
And Polly was a
member of your Parish.
[suspenseful music playing]
I'm sorry, Mr. Rai.
I'm busy organizing
the church service.
Did you know, Polly wrote
about you in her diary.
It was Polly at the
house the other day.
Wasn't it?
You two were really close?
Weren't you?
Did she speak to
you? At the house?
[panting]
Father, this is
really important.
Soumili's life is in danger.
And now with this moon...
if you know anything about
how to appease this spirit
please help me. Guide me.
Father...
She's already too powerful.
There's nothing we can do.
Have you dealt with
any such spirits before?
So, what you are
saying is that...
you're prepared to
let Soumili die.
There must be
something we can do.
I'm sorry, Mr. Rai.
Nothing at all.
You loved Polly once.
[pensive music playing]
[Father Paul] You
don't know anything.
Please leave.
If not for Soumili...
come for Polly.
Set her free!
[church bell tolling]
Yes.
This inspector...
he's very determined.
We need to do something.
I can't.
[door creaks and shuts]
The last time I tried...
I virtually lost my legs.
I'm worried about Brian.
With good reason
Brian is listening every time
the demon calls him.
[Brian screaming in agony]
He is not totally
in the demon's possession.
There's no telling what he might
command him to do.
What about Soumili?
Soumili?
Do you mean Polly?
This is about her?
Please...
guide me!
[grunts and exhales]
Father Paul, we are dealing
with a vengeance demon.
A very powerful one!
Pervu Novak!
Every time he takes a life...
he grows more powerful.
And now, he's almost got control
of Polly!
If a ghost that
has wronged in life
is drawn to it.
What will happen to Polly?
I feel the demon is using her
to get into the...
the house!
[ghostly voices]
What did you say?
Have you laid eyes on Polly?
Yes.
- And?
- Rotten!
Decomposed shell.
I see!
You're right, father Paul.
The demon is looking
for a new host.
Yes...
If Soumili and Polly...
become one
on the blood-red-moon
there's no telling
what its strength would be.
It could kill us all.
We will be in great danger.
All of us!
We must save, Soumili.
We must do it
quickly, father Paul.
[ominous music playing]
God be with you.
Now!
What is it?
The first commandment.
Breaking the first rule.
Will he forgive me?
Father Paul, we both knew this
day was going to come about.
You have to make a sacrifice.
God be with you.
Now go!
[crow cawing]
[crashing waves]
I would set no vile
things before my eyes.
I hate the deeds
of faithless men.
I will have nothing
to do with evil.
He who practices deceit...
won't be allowed in my house.
He who speaks falsehood...
won't be established
before my eyes.
Morning by morning...
I would destroy all
the wicked of the land.
[Brian growls]
[ominous music playing]
[growling noises in sink]
[Soumili screaming]
[gasping in fear]
[lightning and thunder]
[Soumili sobbing]
[ominous music playing]
I miss you!
[Soumili laughing]
[rumbling thunder]
Soumili?
[doorknob rattling]
Open the door, Soumili.
[overlapping ghostly voices]
[glass breaks, furniture moves]
[gasps in shock]
[loud thud]
[Harmesh] Soumili!
Harmesh?
Harmesh?
[Harmesh singing] Remember me?
[accordion music playing]
Remember me?
Oh, my God!
Remember me?
Harmesh, wait.
Harmesh, where are you going?
Harmesh?
Stop playing games, Harmesh.
Harmesh?
Harmesh, please!
Harmesh, please!
[ghostly whispers]
Are you here?
[thunder and lightning]
[Harmesh] Soumili!
Harmesh?
Soumili!
[haunting music playing]
[Soumili screaming]
[panting and gasping]
What are you doing?
[Soumili's mother screaming]
[Brian grunting,
Soumili panting]
[thunder and lightning]
[growling noise]
- Barun...
- Father, you are here.
What's happened to your head?
You're bleeding.
The sofa came out of the way
and hit me.
Forget that. How do we get in?
The door is locked.
Okay. There's a basement here.
After you, father.
[lock rattling]
[grunts and pulls the hatch]
[growling noise]
[hatch shuts closes]
[Soumili struggling]
[ominous music playing]
[ghost screaming]
It's out there.
It's waiting for us.
[ghostly voice singing]
[evil cackling]
[growls and sighs]
Don't look at her.
Draw a circle around me
[evil cackling]
We pray to thee
our God this day.
I will set no vile
things before my eyes.
I will have nothing
to do with evil.
[harmonic voice] Oh, please!
The power of Christ compels you.
[growling and screeching]
It's my house!
[strong wind]
He who speaks falsehood.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
Morning by morning
[mimics] Morning by morning.
Morning by morning. Morning by
morning.
Barun, why are you
doing this to me?
Please save me.
I'm scared.
[whimpers]
- Help me! I can't bear it.
- Soumili?
I hate the deeds
of faithless men.
Dare you not...
[seething cross]
I told you that burn.
[laughing hysterically]
He who speaks falsehood.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
- Morning by morning
- You have to fight it.
- I will destroy all the wicked
of the land - Fight it, Soumili.
- Fight it. - I will have
nothing to do with evil.
[Soumili screaming in pain]
He who speaks falsehood.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
Soumili, you have to fight it.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
[sharply exhales]
[evil cackling]
I will not leave her!
[ghostly voice] Get out!
Only when she becomes one.
And you can call the
devil by its name.
Leave its host.
[father moans, flies scuttling]
[Barun grunts]
May the holy cross be my light.
May the devil never be my guide.
Be gone, Satan!
Barun, you must get Polly
out of Soumili.
Use the diary.
Sacred water...
Write me down, the devil.
Give me all you have.
Let me feel your power.
Do it!
- Do it now!
- Pollyanna
[Soumili screaming in pain]
Take me now!
Let me be yours!
[explosion, screaming]
Barun...
[struggling moans]
[crackling fire]
[sirens wailing in the distance]
Is she okay? Is it over?
- Yes, it's over now.
- Okay.
Easy.
All yours, Jenny.
Father Paul sacrificed himself
for the sake of the village.
And got rid of the
negative energy.
Harmesh has not been found.
But at least my efforts
have amounted to something.
Soumili will have the chance
to start a new life.
Now I too must move on
to where I'm needed next.
Until then...
[radio] You're listening
to the Radio Morning News.
Corvid's Head, the UK's
former suicide capital...
had reported no new deaths
for over a year now.
Police are confident that the
explosion of killings or suicide
that took place here
are all in the past.
And as for the local villagers
the infamous story of the house
on the cliff
is now no more than an anecdote.
Tell me what you see
when you look at me
I've been losing sleep
waiting to feel free
Hell, I need to be
it's the only way to grieve
It's over when you see
ought to put the
change of scene
Come on let me see
Who left the light on
everybody is silent
I've been walking alone
You take your time
Telling me I'm doing fine
But this is growing old
In 1978...
you left me waiting
Why can't we say this
You let me waiting
In 1978...
Take me to the new place
the house upon the cliff
Telling you're not safe
I'm over all of this
You've been getting hasty
Tasty... your lips
Did you hear the sound from
upstairs who could even know
Listen, now you don't care
cigarettes smoke
fills the cold dark air
Who let the light on
everybody's silent
I've been walking alone
You take your time
telling me I'm doing fine
but this is growing old
In 1978...
you let me waiting
Why can't we say this...
you let me waiting
In 1978...
Who left the light on?
Everybody's silent
I've been walking alone
You take your time
telling me I'm doing fine
but this is growing old
[news] Violence is
around us everywhere.
We see violence every day.
We see it on TV.
We can't pick up the newspaper
without reading about it.
It is a violent society.
Police getaway, giving excuses
that these are mysteries...
and involve the Paranormal.
Violence is around everywhere.
With crime in New York
on the rise this year...
the number of unsolved cases
is beyond count.
Police needs to hire
Special Investigators
to solve such cases.
The problem with New York now
are that the police aren't
bothered.
Cases get opened and then
get shut. Just like that.
Same with Emily
Anderson's missing case.
She mysteriously disappears
and the next day, Cory murders
her whole family.
How and why are the police
still, baffled?
If we were the police,
we want answers!
You just have to go out there
and do your job.
[guillotines cuts,
lighter sparks]
[ominous music playing]
[ghostly voice] Hi, buddy!
Wait, you got scared?
Our world is far
beyond the ordinary.
Ooh, new guest in the house.
Do you want something?
Most of us can't see all that
surrounds us.
[eerie sound distrotion]
Say it as a gift or a curse.
I see things others cannot.
[ethereal music playing]
[Girl 1] Cory, why are you here
at this hour?
Don't kill me.
[Man 1] Hold on. Get up Cory.
Don't!
[man grunting in pain]
He's a moron. Get out, Cory.
[muffled speech, man screams]
[gunshot fired]
[whimpers]
Don't kill me.
Oh, my God!
What happened to you?
Oh, my God,
what happened to you?
[women wincing in pain]
[music playing on TV]
[indistinct echoing chatter]
[woman] Cory, is that...
What happened to you?
[man] Why do you have
a gun in your hand?
Stop, Cory, Stop!
[man yelps and screams in shock]
[shots fired]
No! Leave us alone. Stop!
[background screaming voices]
No! Leave us alone!
[shot fired]
[explosion]
[garbled voice]
Don't betray!
[evil cackling]
[garbled voice]
Kill yourself?
Now kill yourself!
Oh, that's great, mama!
[satanic chants play]
- Cory Marchman.
- Did he do it?
No. But it was his finger
that pulled the trigger.
It was possession.
It's a textbook case.
What do you mean by possession?
Like paranormal?
[lighter clicks]
I saw something. I saw some...
It was a girl.
[ghostly scream]
[sighs]
She-- She made him do it.
How'd you know it was a girl?
Are you a psychic?
Well, I'm a criminal
investigator by title.
And I deal with cases
that are out of the ordinary.
A ghost?
[snickers]
[laughs]
There's a picture of her
in the basement. The girl.
Thank you very much.
[ominous music swooshes]
After speaking with NYPD
neighborhood co-ordination
office
the Wake-up New York
Radio News team confirmed
that the body of Emily Anderson
was identified at 07:05 this
morning
near the Hudson River.
Principal cause of the death
has believed to be choking.
[echoing voice] The Emily
Anderson case is sloved
Finally, the case
has been solved.
The mystery of her death
Is finally revealed.
It was Justice Barun Rai has
solved the paranormal case.
[title song begins]
When I'm gone...
away to another land
Keep me in your heart...
even if you can't
hold my hand
And most of all...
remember the times we shared
We always care
Remember me...
everything was meant to be
Remember me...
everything was meant to be
Remember not to grieve
I'll be there, just believe
It will take a while
But try to smile
Remember me...
everything was meant to be
Remember me...
everything was meant to be
[songs ends]
[waves crashing]
[vocalizing]
[camera clicks]
[man screaming]
[somber music playing]
So another suicide at Corvid's
head in the same year.
But what is it about this
beautiful village
which compels people
to take their own lives?
[camera flash flourishes]
[woman] There's this thick fog
that goes into the sea
in the early mornings.
I see it sometimes
when i am on an early ride.
It's hard to focus.
Sometimes you can't see 10 yards
in front of you.
[reporter on TV] Everyone knows
everyone else around here.
So, when there's
a certain death...
it doesn't just affect
the immediate family
it affects all of us.
It becomes quite disorientated.
I suppose you could misjudge
where the edge of cliff's
actually is.
[man on TV] Some folk
around here say that
they've seen a lady walking
along the cliff.
Then she disappears
like a ghost!
And we don't understand why?
[man on TV] This rumor is
going around in the village
There's a lady on the edge
of the cliff killing people.
In small-knit
community like this one
these tragic deaths
will be mourned by many.
We asked a local police officer,
Inspector Jenny Jones
about the rumors that these
deaths are actually murders.
[Jenny Jones] I can't possibly
comment on the status of the
current investigation.
While I can say is that
our heartfelt condolences
go out to the families
of the victims.
And if anyone has any
information they feel they might
be useful...
we would urge them
to contact us.
[suspenseful music playing]
[ship horn, plane noise]
[Barun Rai] When we think in
terms of Criminal Psychology
we are always told that
every crime has a means
of motive and opportunity.
But what if a crime does not
have any apparent motive?
The crime contains a
paranormal element.
[projector trilling]
This man here, a much-loved
gardener in Santa Monica
California
was accused of those killings.
With a whole village was shocked
as to how he could've done it?
And yet we had
conclusive evidence
that he was the perpetrator.
That is...
unless
his mind
his movements were being
controlled by some other entity.
[projector trilling]
[overlapping whispers]
[exorcism verses]
[possessed male screaming]
In every case, it's important.
It's imperative
that we keep an open mind
we trust our instincts
and what we perceive to be
the facts of the situation.
[everyone applauds]
[suspenseful music playing]
[body bag zipper unzips]
[camera clicks]
[door clicks shut]
Come and have a look at this.
Do you see these flecks?
I've never seen them
on suicide before.
Okay, so...?
They are called Petechiae.
And they're caused by
pressure on the vein.
And very common in cases
of Asphyxiation.
But not enough for...
So, what's the
cause of death here?
Well, quite certain,
he died of his injury.
The head wound.
A subdural haematoma
caused by cervical-spine-trauma
to be specific.
But that would mean that...
succession marks up here
is after death.
How is that even possible?
[telephone ringing]
[dramatical music flourish]
- Hello?
- Barun, it's Jenny.
Council is meeting about the
things happening around here.
Can you meet me there?
I need to give the specifics
for the Corvid's Head suicides.
I'll see you shortly. Bye!
Ma'am, Brian was found with
inappropriate pictures again.
You know the drill, Brian.
Do you want to spend the night
in the cells?
Right! Well, let's see if we can
reschedule then. Shall we?
[flips photographs]
[inquisitive music playing]
Alright.
Make a copy of these
and give his mum a call.
Tell her to come
and pick him up.
Yes, ma'am!
[rain and waves sound]
[blaring ship horn]
[Barun] We travel,
some of us forever
to seek other states,
other lives,
other souls.
My next destination
is Corvid's Head.
A small town across the channel.
- Hello, Sukhbir.
- Hey, good to see you.
Whatever, you don't tell them
we are from the paranormal.
[waves crashing]
[car door opens and closes]
We are from ITN News.
We heard that we're
getting desperate.
You are from the
paranormal, aren't you?
We wouldn't know
anything about that.
About the suicides?
- No, no, clue.
- Are you sure?
There have been
rumors about ghosts.
You flew in from the USA, I see.
Has this got anything
to do with Nixon?
Come on, man!
Following the reports about the
leak from a factory in Hampton
Park
we have approached
the business owner.
And in return for maintaining
his trading license
he has agreed to
commission a report
connecting the link between
factory fumes
- and mental health.
- Barun, we have a word.
You haven't missed much.
They seem to think there's a
link between factory fumes and
suicides.
What's puzzling me is the flecks
in the victim's eyes.
Symptoms of asphyxiation.
But we can't place anyone there
at the scene.
Do you have-- any images?
Any evidence?
- No!
- Hmm.
It's quite a while came
to the country, isn't it?
- I'll see you back at the
police station. - Yeah.
[door clicks open]
[Jenny] This way, gentlemen.
Can you grab the files for me,
please, Shaun.
I sure see there's quite a lot
to go through.
Hmm-mm.
Thank you.
- May I keep them for a few
days? - Yes, absolutely!
Thank you.
[knocks on the counter]
I've come for
Brian. Where is he?
I'll go and get him, madam.
[cell door viewer opens]
Put your hands out.
Come on further.
All the way around.
Right. Put them back in.
[door clicks open]
Get your hands off him.
There's no need to restrain him.
He would never fly.
Would you love it?
You need to keep a
better eye on him.
He's a grown man!
Grown men go to jail
for repeat offended.
[Hindi song plays on car radio]
- Harmesh?
- Yes!
It's way above our price range.
[Harmesh laughs]
Listen, it'll be worth it, okay?
I have a good feeling about
this.
Why don't we fancy one of those
flats next to the marketplace?
No!
It's so beautiful here.
And it's just like a short walk
from the hospital.
You're going to be home 10
minutes after you finish your
shift.
I mean, even the air
smells fresher here.
It's like you!
Beautiful!
[both laugh]
[sinister music playing]
If the new couple
finds out about this...
it's going to put them off.
I thought you said
they weren't from here.
[tree branches
swaying in the air]
Look, if they show up,
make sure they buy it.
Let's just get rid of it
before anything else happens.
Alright!
[Soumili laughs]
[Harmesh] And she blushes...
[Harmesh laughs]
- Stop it.
Hey!
[Hindi song playing
on car radio]
- Oh, is that it?
- Hey!
- I think it's that one.
- Oh-oh, it's beautiful.
Yeah!
But why do we need
such an expensive house?
I think we should
reconsider, Harmesh.
Why? Look, we are here now.
We'll go inside. And
we'll take a look.
- Okay?
- Okay...
[car doors close]
[Soumili] Hey,
Sophie, we are here!
[Sophie] You are really going to
I love this house.
[key jingle, door clicks opens]
Wow!
The things here are original.
Everything seems just perfect!
[sinister music playing]
[door creaks open]
[Sophie] It's pretty big. You
can convert it to another room.
Okay. Eh, hold my hand.
- Careful! Your head.
- Yeah.
Wow!
[both chuckle]
Oh, my God!
- This is interesting.
- Yeah, it's quite spacious.
[haunting music playing]
Hmm... I bet you
love this place.
Yeah. You know we can turn this
into our children's playroom.
Hmm... maybe!
First, we have to...
give us the babies.
[chuckles]
[Sophie] Are you alright?
Yeah, Sophie, it's great.
We are coming.
[both chuckle]
Hey, what's this?
What's this?!
[ominous music playing]
Oh, my God! It's a book.
Listen, it's not yours.
Keep it back. Come on.
I know!
- Come on, let's go.
- Let's go.
[curtains rasping]
Wow!
Lovely, isn't it?
Beautiful.
Will you take it?
- Oh, well...
- Hmm-mm.
I think we'll take it.
I'll see you back at the office.
Hey, uh... Sophie?
Is there anything
you're not telling us?
It's ridiculously good price.
- Yeah, that it is. But uh...
- That it is!
Okay, Sophie, do you mind,
if we walk around for a bit?
Help yourselves!
- Hmm...
- She's weird. Hmm?
- Yeah, but the house is nice.
- Yeah.
[camera clicks]
Wow, I love it.
[Soumili laughs]
Barun, you cracked the
California case very easily.
There was no motive for the guy
to do what he did.
His records were clean.
[indistinct chatter]
Now coming to
Corvid's Head case.
No, sane person...
without any issues
just suddenly commit suicide.
Exactly!
So, Barun...
What's your-- What's your
gut feeling about this one?
I don't know.
We need more...
circumstantial evidence.
[suspenseful music playing]
[waves crashing at shore]
[upbeat music playing]
I am the fire darling
The fire itself
I am the fire darling
Dance around my flame
[song fades away]
[weird groaning noise]
[song plays, camera clicks]
Come on let's dance
together all night
until the sunrise
[gasps] Someone is there.
Oye!
Hey! Hey, hey, hey, stop!
What do you think you are doing?
I'm sorry.
Your curtain was open.
Eh... give me that.
No! Please important pictures.
Please don't!
You know you can't be taking
pictures of people when they are
in private.
I won't!
What's your name?
Brian!
Brian, you do that again...
and I will report to you.
Do you understand?
Take this and go.
And I don't want to
see you here anymore.
[ominous music playing]
[haunting whispers]
[things crashing downstairs]
- Harmesh?
[Harmesh groans]
[haunting whispers]
Harmesh?
[haunting whispers continue]
[furniture creaks and moves]
[Soumili groans]
[sighs]
[irritated groan]
[flips switch]
What is this doing here?
Strange!
Tsk...
[loud gasp]
Oh, my God!
[window creaks open]
[Soumili gasps]
[mild thunders]
[strained gasp]
[window clicks and closes]
[voice] Soumili
[Soumili scared gasp]
[rapid breathing]
[rumbling thunder]
Who is that?
[scared gasp]
[rumbling thunder continues]
[strained breathing]
[strongly exhales]
[yelps in fear]
[ghostly whisper]
You're going to die.
[ghostly noises]
[car zooms past]
Uh... Soumili, they are here.
That's Soumili, my wife.
She's the one who
actually heard something.
So, you didn't actually see
anyone inside the house?
I'm sure someone was here.
Because the windows were open.
Oh...
The box was emptied
on the floor.
A box? Where's that now?
I cleared it out.
Oh, you shouldn't be really
tampering with evidence.
- Umm... sorry.
- And what did you hear?
I'm sure I heard something.
Because that woke me up.
[thumping sound overhead]
And what's that?
Umm...
Erm... it's empty, though.
Old plumbing.
It makes a hell of a racket.
- Should we have a look?
- Yeah, sure.
Yes. Umm... this way.
It's only recently
that we have moved here.
Alright. Where from?
[attic door creaks open]
[attic door closes]
[footsteps climb down]
- Anything?
- Nothing!
Well, that doesn't appear to be
any more signs of an intruder.
So...
That's it! Nothing you can do?
Well, you heard a noise
and so that box had fallen over.
Nothing had been taken, so...
No, I saw something.
I'm sure!
[sighs]
Truth is... I was
asleep at the time.
Eh... it could be
these all windows.
It's the sea breeze around here.
It's stronger than you think.
Oh, if it's just the windows
then I can fix them.
Great! I will get in touch
if you have any more concerns.
Come this way.
That's okay. We can
see ourselves out.
Thank you, officer.
- Thank you.
- Thanks.
[crows cawing]
[floorboard creaking]
- Hi Sukhbir!
- Hey!
- Mmm...
- Okay!
And it's right next
to the cliff. Wow!
[birds chirping, the
door clicks open]
[door closes]
[mellow music playing]
[church bell tolling]
[birds chirping]
[crows cawing]
[sinister score playing]
[leaves rustling in the wind]
[gate creaks opens and closes]
[ominous music playing]
[doorbell croaks]
How about a housewarming party?
[knock on the door]
[Soumili chuckles]
[haunting music flourish]
Good afternoon.
I'm from Corvid's Head church.
- Hello, father. Please come in.
- Thank you.
[door creaks shut]
- My name is my father, Paul.
- Hello!
How's it been in the house?
Eh... good!
Would you mind
if I perform a blessing?
Oh, of course not.
Is it a tradition
in the village?
Well, the house has been empty
for some time.
- Sure! I'll get you a glass of
water. - Thank you.
[floorboard creaking]
[chilling music playing]
[floorboard creaking]
[briefcase clicks, crows cawing]
[ghostly whispers]
[loud ghostly voices]
[wooden horse rocking]
Oh, Holy Father...
we welcome your spirit
into this place.
[kettle creaking]
[chimney soot crackling]
[crackling intensifies]
[ominous music playing]
[clock ticking]
[rocking chair creaking]
[flies scuttling]
[door shuts close]
[father moans]
[crow caws]
[ghostly voice] Get out now!
Get out!
[loud shudder]
[panting and running]
[door creaks open]
Father?
[church bell tolling]
[cathedral door thuds open]
[door thuds shut]
Tell me!
I have failed...
Failed! Failed! Failed!
We can't afford
failure, father Paul.
Helpless lambs
when the spirit is too powerful.
We can't do anything.
Its necessary for us to
recognize our limitations.
The best way we could
serve our flock...
is to steer
everybody that we can
away from the danger.
I don't think we can
ignore this one...
sir!
[door lock thuds open]
I've been having terrible pain
in my stomach from the past
couple of hours.
Umm... initially,
I thought it was muscular.
-Myalgia--
-Myalgia?
Erm... I'm a nurse.
At the hospital?
I will be at the hospital
in a couple of weeks.
I've just moved here.
- From India?
- Yes!
I'm from Delhi.
But I have been working in the
UK for quite some time now.
We... erm...
bought a new house
at Corvid's Head.
I'm assuming yo've...
considered all the obvious
triggers; something you've
eaten... injury, etcetera.
Now tell me, Mrs. Banerjee.
Are you an anxious person?
- Moving house is stressful.
- It is.
- Specially when--
- Go on!
I think I had a
break-in in my house.
Do you think?
- You called the police?
- Yes.
But they weren't sure.
And then... And then,
I started doubting myself.
It was night...
I don't know.
How are you sleeping?
Not very well lately.
Stress can manifest itself
in a physically way, you know.
As pain!
And sleep deprivation will only
exacerbate this.
I'm prescribing you
some anti-depressants.
[approaching footsteps]
[knocks on window]
[door clicks open]
- Yes!
I'm Barun Rai.
I'm working with the police.
Is Brian in?
He has done nothing wrong.
I keep telling you lot.
I- Not even nicked any sweets
lately-- - No, no, no!
It's not about that.
I hear he's a photographer.
I'm interested in taking a look
at some of the pictures he's
taken.
You're as bad as her.
Who?
You are not having his photos.
So, get out of here.
Stop hounding him.
Although the arrest for theft
could've been far worse, you
know.
Just like her.
I can get a search warrant.
If you're going to make this
any more difficult.
[receding footsteps]
Thank you.
[door slams shut]
[suspenseful music playing]
You know, Jenny,
the deaths look strange.
They don't look like suicides.
Yes, the anomaly with the eyes.
It's been picked up by the
coroner by the victims, but...
as you know, they do appear
to be suicides.
There seems to be a
shadow in these photos.
Look at this lot.
Do you see something here?
They seem to be taken about the
same time they were going to
jump.
The same guy took both.
And I know what
you are thinking.
But he's not a suspect.
He's this simple guy
from the village called Brian.
Brian, again?
He took both photos.
That's a strange coincidence.
He is harmless. He's
just fascinated.
He's always taking photos.
Hmm...
There's a copy of his file
in your folder.
What about the shadow
in the picture...
next to the younger man?
If you're talking about
the bruising on the neck...
you're right; I did see.
No... the bruising was obvious.
I am talking about the shadows
standing next to him.
[Barun] This is the spot on the
cliff they have been jumping
from.
And they are all jumping
from the same place.
How strange?
Well, the last few certainly.
But when it's high-tide
it's impossible to tell.
The coroner's report
didn't mention any...
fume inhalation, did it?
No, why?
Because if the asphyxiation
happened beforehand...
then it likely to have been
by strangulation.
So?
You know, Jenny...
blocking the airways manually
takes a lot of strength.
And it takes longer
than one thinks.
And it's highly unlikely
that it happened on the cliff
and no one saw it!
Hmm... alright!
Mrs. Banerjee lives in the house
on the clifftop.
And she reported
hearing strange noises.
Maybe we should look
into it further.
[approaching footsteps]
[door clicks open]
[door closes]
[ominous music playing]
[footsteps overhead]
[loud and shocked gasp]
[panting]
[running footsteps]
[clock chimes and dings]
[TV white noise]
[dramatical music flourish]
[TV switches off]
[faint footsteps approaching]
[indistinct thudding noise]
[hounding footsteps]
[clock dings and chimes]
[door slams shut]
[chilling music playing]
[ominous music playing]
[gasps in shock]
[whimpers in fear]
[ghostly whispers]
[loud gasp]
[loud chime and
rapid clock movement]
[Soumili screaming]
[mirror shatters]
[car pulls over]
[panting rapidly]
[woeful music playing]
[exhales]
[whimpers and cries]
[door clicks open]
[door closes]
Soumili?
Harmesh!
- Harmesh!
- Soumili?
Please come here, Harmesh!
Soumili?
What just happened?
Soumili, are you--
Are you okay?
[Soumili crying]
I think I saw something.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, you...
saw someone here?
- No!
- Are you sure, Soumili?
I-- I'm not sure!
- I don't know.
- Okay. Okay. Okay.
Shush, it's okay. It's okay.
- No...
- Soumili, it's okay!
[loud crying]
Hey, it's okay.
It's okay, Soumili.
Hey! Sush... it's okay.
It's okay.
[softly whimpers]
It's a new country.
It's a new home.
It's... It's difficult.
I understand, okay!
Too much is happening too fast.
I know what I saw.
You didn't say that
one minute ago.
You said you're confused about
what you saw.
[Soumili whimpers and cries]
- It's okay.
Hey! Sush... it's okay.
Hey, I'm here with you. Okay.
Hello, I'm Barun Rai.
You are with the police?
I'm working with inspector Jones
on this one.
Okay.
- Please have a seat.
- Thank you.
- Would you like some tea?
- No! No, thank you.
What absurd noises did
you report to Jenny?
No, there have been no noises.
Not after we have
fixed the windows.
No, I heard noises.
Soumili!
Banging, thumping!
Different kinds of
noises. Kind of--
that makes you feel there's
another person in the house.
Listen, the truth is
that there was an intruder.
One of the first night
that we were here.
And, Soumili has been
on the edge ever since.
That's understandable.
Giving excuses for me?
- I'm not-- - They were not just
weird noises.
No!
I have felt fingers on my back
pushing me!
On my head, my shoulders.
It-- it's windy here.
And the windows needed fixing
and the panes.
And we have taken care of it.
Okay.
The move has been stressful.
- I can imagine.
- Can you help us?
I'll look into it.
Thank you very much.
But, uh...
I don't think we'll need it.
- As you wish. Bye.
- Yeah.
[exhales in disappointment]
[door locks]
Oh, God! You ask for
help from anyone.
If you cannot support.
At least don't talk.
I am very supportive.
Mr. Rai!
Sorry!
[ominous music flourish]
- What is this?
- I'm not sure.
I keep finding this lying around
in the entire house.
Like somebody has
been moving it.
Maybe your husband.
No, it's not him.
I just want this
out of my house.
- So I'll keep it. I'll look
into it. - Thank you.
[haunting music playing]
[Polly] Alexander and I
were meant to be together.
All those months of hope, the
planets suddenly align in my
favor.
And make them notice me.
[ethereal music playing]
Now our wedding now will be
under the light of
lunar blood moon.
It only happens every 50 years.
I couldn't be happier.
Hmm... it looks like
some form of a code.
Have to ask Sukhbir
to decipher it.
I have been seeing
something really odd.
Are you going to say that
I'm stressed and tired again.
Do you think you're
stressed or tired?
Yes, obviously, I am.
But I'm scared too.
I just want...
whatever I see,
this-- this weird, odd stuff.
This just needs to stop.
[suspenseful music playing]
This script looks like, Theban.
God! I Haven't seen
this at the university.
[women giggling]
- Gosh, it's cold today. Isn't
it? - It's freezing!
[ominous music playing]
So, how was your first day
in the surgery?
It was great!
My husband's busy.
So, I'm going to go home.
I'm going to take the woods.
- Careful. Bye.
- You too.
[sinister music playing]
[crows cawing]
[twig snaps]
[haunting music flourish]
[haunting music intensifies]
[door clicks open and shuts]
- Hey!
[floorboard creaking]
What happened?
Are you-- Are you okay?
You look worried.
You know that guy who was
taking our pictures.
- Yeah... - He followed me all
the way back.
- Is he still outside?
- No, I ran!
But he has followed me
from the hospital.
He's just a kid.
And he loves photography, okay?
Nothing to worry about.
Yeah! That's the reason he knows
my house address and my
workplace.
Why is he clicking my pictures?
- Because you're so beautiful.
- No!
That's why!
[laughs]
- It's not funny. It's scary.
- Listen...
Do you want me to report him?
- Yeah!
- Okay, I will.
Hmm? Yeah. So, relax.
Go take a bath and come.
Crazy creep!
I'll take care of it.
[slides changing]
[suspenseful music rise]
[slides change rapidly]
[projector switches off]
[switches on projector]
[ominous music playing]
[slides changing rapidly]
[projector powers down]
[projector comes on]
[ghostly snarl]
[phone rings]
[sharply exhales]
- It's Jenny.
- [coughs] Hello!
- Are you alright?
[sharply exhales]
Hi... Jenny!
Pleased to hear your voice.
Never been more glad. In fact.
[snickers]
Look, I don't know if it's
worth mentioning or not...
but the police from Corvid's
Head has been in touch.
There's been some sort of
incident at the house on the
cliff.
I wonder if it's connected
to the suicides.
Okay!
[lighter clicks]
Maybe you could subtly find out.
- You should speak to him.
- Hmm.
[birds chirping]
[car brake squeals and halts]
Hello there!
- Are you father, Paul?
- I am.
- Good morning to you.
- Good morning.
I think my colleague, Inspector
Jones got in touch with you.
That may have been a mistake.
I'm an old man.
I'm here to talk to you about
the Corvid's Head suicides.
I don't know anything.
I'm not accusing
you of anything.
I think you might
be able to help me.
I can provide comfort to
the families. That's all!
Father, I believe you
do know something.
It's not the cliff, is it?
Father, if you know anything...
[footsteps walking away]
[orchestral music playing]
[cheerful giggling]
[loud waves crashing]
[audience applauding]
[car zooms away]
[indistinct crashing waves]
[On TV] It's going to be
a difficult year.
I think every year
is a difficult year.
But to know that it's something
forbidden to go for.
[TV sound fades away]
- What's going on, Brian?
Mum, I'm sorry. I can't.
Every time I open the door,
someone's asking about your
photos.
Where are you going?
[On TV] Only we could get going.
[Soumili] Harmesh,
I'm going to take a bath.
[water running in the tub]
[squeaky wiping sound]
[ghost swishes through]
[shocked gasp]
[news] The Russians strengthen
their hoard on Afghanistan
sending in more
men and equipment
and moving deeper
into the country.
And are in complete control
of the capital Kabul
and the roads leading to it.
[ominous music playing]
[news] ...is in fact in Russia.
The Russian invasion force has
joined forces with Washington.
[news continues to play on TV]
[strained gurgling and gasping]
[rapid panting]
[strained groaning and running]
[ghostly whispers]
[painful screaming]
[ominous music playing]
Till now, there 140, 000 Soviets
in Afghanistan.
- in another two divisions...
[door creaks open]
[female vocalizing]
[Soumili] Harmesh...
[Soumili giggling]
Harmesh!
- Soumili?
- Come here.
[Soumili laughing]
- Follow me!
- Soumili?
Come here, Harmesh.
[echoing] Soumili,
where are you going?
Soumili, please come back.
Soumili?
Soumili! Soumili, no!
Wow!
[Soumili laughs]
Stop. Come back.
[Soumili] Harmesh, come soon!
Soumili, listen to
me. Come on, yeah!
Soumili!
- Come back.
- Harmesh, hurry up!
[Soumili] You still love me?
Oh my God!
[loud laughter]
Come here, Harmesh.
No!
[Harmesh screaming]
[shudders]
Sou-- Soumili!
Soumili!
[air whooshes]
Soumili!
Soumili!
[body thuds]
[ominous music playing]
- No!
- What's happening?
What? What do you see?
Get the cops over to the cliff.
Soumili!
[flies scuttling]
[Harmesh screaming]
[Soumili gasps loudly]
[camera clicks]
Hello, Corvid's
Head, police station?
[intense music playing]
[camera clicking pictures]
Who was with him?
- [camera clicks] Was it you?
- Me?
- I saw something.
- It wasn't me.
- I know it was you.
- I was just taking pictures.
- Come with me.
- I didn't do anything.
What are you doing? Let me go.
[reporter] It was
Soumili Banerjee,
whose husband, Harmesh didn't
return home last night.
He was last seen at the cliff
edge over there at Corvid's
Head.
Police are searching the area
as you can see.
And with the recent suicides,
fresh still in people's minds
it's a wonder whether this
dangerous cliff edge has taken
yet another life.
[helicopter hovering]
[woeful music playing]
Mrs. Banerjee...
I'm so deeply sorry
for your loss.
It must be an awful shock.
We are going to do a thorough
investigation.
We have our boats out there
at the moment.
I will keep you updated
with any progress.
But I must warn you. Because
there's high-tide running...
[Soumili softly whimpers]
...these things take time.
Mrs. Banerjee...
He wouldn't do that.
Why would he?
We are going to investigate.
I promise!
Did he leave a note
or letter, anything?
We'll get to the bottom of this.
We have two eye-witnesses to
help us out with the
investigation.
But at this point,
anything is possible.
I'll contact you
when I hear more.
[footsteps approaching desk]
[chair screeches, cuffs jingle]
[Brian sniffles]
[Brian softly whimpers]
[cassette player clicks]
Commencing the interview with
the suspect, Brian Dawson at
11:03.
Did you push him?
[dramatical music flourish]
Push...
Was that your answer?
I must warn you this
conversation is being
recorded...
and maybe used in
the court of law.
[whimpers and scratches head]
I'll ask you again.
Did you push him?
[Brian sniffles]
Not me!
- Not Brian [neck snaps]
- Well, then who?
[chilling music playing]
Brian, how do you know, Was
Harmesh going to be at the
cliff?
[bangs head on the desk]
Stop that!
[whimpers and cries]
[haunting whooshing, evil snarl]
[cassette player clicks off]
The interview suspended at 11:05
[Brian speaks in tongues]
[cell door opens and closes]
Thanks for coming.
Something happens to Brian.
Do you want to follow me?
So, we put him in here.
Right!
- I'll leave you to it.
- Thank you.
[evil snarling and grunting]
Brian!
[creature snarling]
Brian?
Are you confessing to murder?
[creature continues to snarl]
Who are you?
[haunting growls and snarling]
[creature screams,
cell door opens]
[suffocates, neck snaps]
[gasps for breath]
[Barun struggling and gagging]
Barun?
[Barun panting]
- Are you okay?
- What happened?
- Excuse me!
[Barun exhales in relief]
[Brian sniffling and crying]
He doesn't look much like
a physical threat to me.
- He was in distress.
- No thanks to you lot.
I don't think you understand
just how serious this is.
Brian is a prime suspect
in a potential murder case.
What?!
Brian, what have you done?
[whimpers and nods head]
Do you have a solicitor?
Will I need one?
You might do.
Come on!
[footsteps walking away]
[waves crashing]
[haunting whooshing]
[clock ticking]
[door knob rattles]
[rattling intensifies]
[Soumili screaming]
[furniture screeching]
[door closes]
[curtains rasping open]
Mrs. Banerjee, what's happened?
What has to happen around here
for you to do your job?
What? Eh...
Something's wrong in the house.
Do you have another break-in?
No!
Wait!
Yes!
If that's what it
takes. Then, yes!
Tell me exactly what you saw,
Mrs. Banerjee.
Please trust me. I'm
very open-minded.
I've seen chairs
moving by themselves.
Cupboards...
I don't know how they do it.
By-- By strings or...
You don't believe me.
You don't believe me.
I can see it in your eyes.
You don't believe me.
No, it's not that. I'm just...
I know you've been through
a lot lately.
Look, please sit down.
I think there's
something I can do.
My colleague, Barun Rai, 's an
expert in investigating
situations like these.
Please let me call him for you.
[sharply exhales]
Okay.
[birds cawing and chirping]
[gate opens and closes]
[chilling music playing]
[ghostly whispers]
[door clicks open]
Are you okay?
What happened?
I don't know.
I just-- I just fell.
Please... careful!
[Soumili] Please sit.
Would you like some water?
[Barun] No thank you.
Inspector Jones
had told me that...
you believe in
paranormal activities.
It's a subject of
my interest. Yes!
You mean there's something wrong
with the house.
Haunted?
Yes!
My husband...
Do you know what had happened?
I saw him standing on the cliff.
I ran towards him
from the hotel. But...
There... When I got
there, he wasn't there.
[sighs]
Did you...
Did you...
see him jump?
No, I did not see him jump.
[somber music playing]
Was he alone or...
I can't say for sure.
Hmm... like I said...
when I got there,
he wasn't there.
And the police
are investigating.
Let's see.
- I think we should wait.
- Hmmm.
Mrs. Banerjee, the other day
you gave me a diary.
There are some pictures at
the back. Did you see them?
No!
[Soumili] They said they had
not found his body.
I feel there's still a chance.
What if they're wrong?
You said yourself that the
police are very certain.
If you don't accept that...
you simply can't embrace
your sense of grief.
But I want to know
what happened.
What was he going through?
Why would he do this?
[indistinct waves crashing]
[door clicks open and shuts]
Oh!
[exhales]
[exhales, rocking chair creaks]
[floorboard creaking]
[radio starts playing]
[switches off the radio]
[radio switches back on]
[song plays on radio]
[switches off the radio]
[hissing voice] Soumili...
[haunting music plays]
[hissing voice] Soumili...
[flies scuttling noise]
[hissing voice] I am here
to take you Soumili...
[scuttling noise intensifies]
[Soumili screaming]
[ghostly cackle]
[Soumili gasping and panting]
[chilling music playing]
[chilling music seething]
[sharply exhales]
[furniture creaking]
[door creaks]
[ghostly snarl,
Soumili screaming]
[incoherently panting]
[panting]
[exhales]
[chilling music playing]
[ethereal swooshing]
What?
What was it? What did you see?
The cliff top on
Corvid's Head...
- near the Banerjees' house.
- Yeah!
I felt a strange power.
Strange... Strange energy there.
It felt as if... it's
growing stronger!
It's gaining confidence.
Go on!
I saw...
dozens of bodies
by the shoreline.
[Sukhbir] No!
It's as if...
this energy, this power, is
is waiting for something.
Could the sea have
something to do with it?
When is the next spring tide?
It must be in the local papers.
Oh, yeah! Ah!
It says...
Oh, it's this week!
- Really?
[ocean sounds]
[door clicks open]
[hopeful music playing]
Ma!
[both crying]
Ma!
We're helping the police with
their investigation into...
Harmesh's death.
Soumili is sleeping.
We just wanted to ask her
a couple of quick questions.
We don't have much time.
Ready?
[ominous music playing]
[indistinct voice on TV]
[Soumili] Harmesh...
- Soumili?
[Soumili laughing]
Soumili, is that you?
[Soumili laughing]
[Soumili laughing]
Soumili, where are you going?
Soumili, please
come back, Soumili!
[Harmesh] Soumili!
[Soumili] It's so nice here.
[Harmesh] Soumili, please stop!
Come on.
No!
[screaming]
[Harmesh screaming]
[camera clicking]
So, what did you see?
I saw Harmesh running behind
someone on the cliff top.
Tch... it was Brian, right?
No... I think it was a woman.
I... I thought it was Soumili.
- Soumili?
- Hmm.
But then she turned her head
around it looked like someone
else.
But...
Soumili told inspector Jones,
that she was in the bath at the
time.
Do you think she was lying?
I can't say.
But you know what I am thinking?
Harmesh was convinced...
that whoever it was
that he was running behind
was Soumili!
Are you 100% sure
that it wasn't?
If Soumili is responsible
for Harmesh's death...
who is responsible for all
the other apparent suicides?
When did it all start?
I need to find out.
[pensive music playing]
[newspaper reading
machine creaks]
All of these men jumped.
But only one woman.
Polly Shlonvick,
she was the first.
Is she the shadow in the photos?
Could she be the one?
[Sukhbir] She was supposed
to marry, Alexander.
[artifact trilling]
[typewriter clacking]
[nervously tapping]
[phone rings]
- Hello?
- Hello, Sukhbir.
Yeah, Barun.
Could you make any sense
of the diary?
Yeah, the diary talks about
Alexander, a lot.
But it was written by someone
whose name isn't obvious.
I think it begins with a "P."
And you won't believe this.
He cheated on her.
[intense music playing]
[man and women giggling]
[Sukhbir] She was supposed to
marry Alexander.
[deceiving music playing]
[women wailing and crying]
[Alexander] Polly! Polly!
It looks like she's
written a curse on all men.
I see.
[overlapping voices]
Listen to this.
"The price of the
betrayal will be heavy."
"The price of the betrayal
is mine to take."
"I will not rest until vengeance
has been won."
"All men who dare
cross my path...
"will suffer for the
pain bestowed on me
by my betrayal."
[dramatic music playing]
[Polly screaming]
[Alexander] Polly!
[lightning and thunder]
[basement door creaking]
[Barun] She was
betrayed by her fiance.
And so she's been taking it out
on the men of Covid's Head.
I guess is she wants to get into
the house on the cliff.
[ethereal music playing]
[woman] What's this?
[woman 2] This book!
[woman 3] Again?
[Brian] Not me!
Not Brian!
[man screaming]
[wooden horse creaking]
- We need to get Soumili out of
there. - Okay, sure!
- Yeah, go around there. Will
you? - Okay, I'll do it.
Okay.
[brooding music playing]
[hissing voice] Soumili!
[knocking on door]
[pulsing music playing]
[overlapping voices]
[hissing voice] Soumili!
[knocking on door]
[gasps in shock]
[rapid panting]
- Is there anyone in?
- No!
I tried, but...
It seemed like nobody there.
- Do you want me to wait?
- No.
Why don't you go back to
the hotel? Be by the phone.
Keep an eye on this place.
If you see anything wrong,
call the cops.
Okay? Do you have the diary?
Yeah! Here.
Great, thank you.
- Come on.
- But where do you going?
To get back up.
[church bell tolling]
Father Paul.
I already told you.
I don't know anything.
[footsteps approaching]
You knew Alexander.
And Polly was a
member of your Parish.
[suspenseful music playing]
I'm sorry, Mr. Rai.
I'm busy organizing
the church service.
Did you know, Polly wrote
about you in her diary.
It was Polly at the
house the other day.
Wasn't it?
You two were really close?
Weren't you?
Did she speak to
you? At the house?
[panting]
Father, this is
really important.
Soumili's life is in danger.
And now with this moon...
if you know anything about
how to appease this spirit
please help me. Guide me.
Father...
She's already too powerful.
There's nothing we can do.
Have you dealt with
any such spirits before?
So, what you are
saying is that...
you're prepared to
let Soumili die.
There must be
something we can do.
I'm sorry, Mr. Rai.
Nothing at all.
You loved Polly once.
[pensive music playing]
[Father Paul] You
don't know anything.
Please leave.
If not for Soumili...
come for Polly.
Set her free!
[church bell tolling]
Yes.
This inspector...
he's very determined.
We need to do something.
I can't.
[door creaks and shuts]
The last time I tried...
I virtually lost my legs.
I'm worried about Brian.
With good reason
Brian is listening every time
the demon calls him.
[Brian screaming in agony]
He is not totally
in the demon's possession.
There's no telling what he might
command him to do.
What about Soumili?
Soumili?
Do you mean Polly?
This is about her?
Please...
guide me!
[grunts and exhales]
Father Paul, we are dealing
with a vengeance demon.
A very powerful one!
Pervu Novak!
Every time he takes a life...
he grows more powerful.
And now, he's almost got control
of Polly!
If a ghost that
has wronged in life
is drawn to it.
What will happen to Polly?
I feel the demon is using her
to get into the...
the house!
[ghostly voices]
What did you say?
Have you laid eyes on Polly?
Yes.
- And?
- Rotten!
Decomposed shell.
I see!
You're right, father Paul.
The demon is looking
for a new host.
Yes...
If Soumili and Polly...
become one
on the blood-red-moon
there's no telling
what its strength would be.
It could kill us all.
We will be in great danger.
All of us!
We must save, Soumili.
We must do it
quickly, father Paul.
[ominous music playing]
God be with you.
Now!
What is it?
The first commandment.
Breaking the first rule.
Will he forgive me?
Father Paul, we both knew this
day was going to come about.
You have to make a sacrifice.
God be with you.
Now go!
[crow cawing]
[crashing waves]
I would set no vile
things before my eyes.
I hate the deeds
of faithless men.
I will have nothing
to do with evil.
He who practices deceit...
won't be allowed in my house.
He who speaks falsehood...
won't be established
before my eyes.
Morning by morning...
I would destroy all
the wicked of the land.
[Brian growls]
[ominous music playing]
[growling noises in sink]
[Soumili screaming]
[gasping in fear]
[lightning and thunder]
[Soumili sobbing]
[ominous music playing]
I miss you!
[Soumili laughing]
[rumbling thunder]
Soumili?
[doorknob rattling]
Open the door, Soumili.
[overlapping ghostly voices]
[glass breaks, furniture moves]
[gasps in shock]
[loud thud]
[Harmesh] Soumili!
Harmesh?
Harmesh?
[Harmesh singing] Remember me?
[accordion music playing]
Remember me?
Oh, my God!
Remember me?
Harmesh, wait.
Harmesh, where are you going?
Harmesh?
Stop playing games, Harmesh.
Harmesh?
Harmesh, please!
Harmesh, please!
[ghostly whispers]
Are you here?
[thunder and lightning]
[Harmesh] Soumili!
Harmesh?
Soumili!
[haunting music playing]
[Soumili screaming]
[panting and gasping]
What are you doing?
[Soumili's mother screaming]
[Brian grunting,
Soumili panting]
[thunder and lightning]
[growling noise]
- Barun...
- Father, you are here.
What's happened to your head?
You're bleeding.
The sofa came out of the way
and hit me.
Forget that. How do we get in?
The door is locked.
Okay. There's a basement here.
After you, father.
[lock rattling]
[grunts and pulls the hatch]
[growling noise]
[hatch shuts closes]
[Soumili struggling]
[ominous music playing]
[ghost screaming]
It's out there.
It's waiting for us.
[ghostly voice singing]
[evil cackling]
[growls and sighs]
Don't look at her.
Draw a circle around me
[evil cackling]
We pray to thee
our God this day.
I will set no vile
things before my eyes.
I will have nothing
to do with evil.
[harmonic voice] Oh, please!
The power of Christ compels you.
[growling and screeching]
It's my house!
[strong wind]
He who speaks falsehood.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
Morning by morning
[mimics] Morning by morning.
Morning by morning. Morning by
morning.
Barun, why are you
doing this to me?
Please save me.
I'm scared.
[whimpers]
- Help me! I can't bear it.
- Soumili?
I hate the deeds
of faithless men.
Dare you not...
[seething cross]
I told you that burn.
[laughing hysterically]
He who speaks falsehood.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
- Morning by morning
- You have to fight it.
- I will destroy all the wicked
of the land - Fight it, Soumili.
- Fight it. - I will have
nothing to do with evil.
[Soumili screaming in pain]
He who speaks falsehood.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
Soumili, you have to fight it.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
Won't be established
before my eyes.
[sharply exhales]
[evil cackling]
I will not leave her!
[ghostly voice] Get out!
Only when she becomes one.
And you can call the
devil by its name.
Leave its host.
[father moans, flies scuttling]
[Barun grunts]
May the holy cross be my light.
May the devil never be my guide.
Be gone, Satan!
Barun, you must get Polly
out of Soumili.
Use the diary.
Sacred water...
Write me down, the devil.
Give me all you have.
Let me feel your power.
Do it!
- Do it now!
- Pollyanna
[Soumili screaming in pain]
Take me now!
Let me be yours!
[explosion, screaming]
Barun...
[struggling moans]
[crackling fire]
[sirens wailing in the distance]
Is she okay? Is it over?
- Yes, it's over now.
- Okay.
Easy.
All yours, Jenny.
Father Paul sacrificed himself
for the sake of the village.
And got rid of the
negative energy.
Harmesh has not been found.
But at least my efforts
have amounted to something.
Soumili will have the chance
to start a new life.
Now I too must move on
to where I'm needed next.
Until then...
[radio] You're listening
to the Radio Morning News.
Corvid's Head, the UK's
former suicide capital...
had reported no new deaths
for over a year now.
Police are confident that the
explosion of killings or suicide
that took place here
are all in the past.
And as for the local villagers
the infamous story of the house
on the cliff
is now no more than an anecdote.
Tell me what you see
when you look at me
I've been losing sleep
waiting to feel free
Hell, I need to be
it's the only way to grieve
It's over when you see
ought to put the
change of scene
Come on let me see
Who left the light on
everybody is silent
I've been walking alone
You take your time
Telling me I'm doing fine
But this is growing old
In 1978...
you left me waiting
Why can't we say this
You let me waiting
In 1978...
Take me to the new place
the house upon the cliff
Telling you're not safe
I'm over all of this
You've been getting hasty
Tasty... your lips
Did you hear the sound from
upstairs who could even know
Listen, now you don't care
cigarettes smoke
fills the cold dark air
Who let the light on
everybody's silent
I've been walking alone
You take your time
telling me I'm doing fine
but this is growing old
In 1978...
you let me waiting
Why can't we say this...
you let me waiting
In 1978...
Who left the light on?
Everybody's silent
I've been walking alone
You take your time
telling me I'm doing fine
but this is growing old