Beezel (2024) Movie Script
Avery!
Come here!
Hurry!
Please!
Hurry!
Avery, quick!
Mom?
I'm so hungry.
Can you get me a snack?
Please hurry.
Ah.
Can my friend have a snack, too?
Avery! Be careful.
Harold Weems?
You must be Apollo.
Yes, sir.
Don't tell me you
walked all this way.
Oh, that's all right.
Train station's not too far.
Two or three miles.
Well, with an
attitude like that,
I can tell we're gonna make
something great together.
- Yes, indeed.
- Come on inside.
Let me help you. I'll get that.
- Oh, thank you, thank you.
- Yeah.
All right.
Wow. You were thirsty
after that walk, huh?
No car?
Uh, nah. Nobody has
a car in New York.
Apollo, can I get
you anything else?
These cupboards are chock
full of sweets and goodies.
Oh, no, no, no,
I'm good. Thank you, though.
Wife's got soup on the stove.
Homemade cream of chicken.
Yeah, but thanks, I
appreciate it. I'm good.
Um...
Okay, um, we're good to begin.
Just a matter of
paying the deposit.
Right.
What did we say?
400 or 500?
Uh, we said four.
What do you shoot on?
Oh, it's a GR-C1.
Yeah, records right on
the tape. No processing.
Top
of the line, huh?
Got it second hand.
Works great, though.
There's still something
precious about celluloid.
Makes me feel like I'm
capturing a memory.
Okay, um, so how
do you wanna start?
How much do you
know about my case?
Just what you
mentioned over the phone.
Something about your last wife?
Let's just keep it at that.
What about you?
Wife at home? Girlfriend?
Boyfriend?
Anything goes, these days.
Nah, nah. No, it's just me.
Mm-hm. Keeping my eyes
on the prize, you know?
And what's the prize?
Paying rent.
Hm.
Let's get started.
Okay. Say
something, please.
Hello, Apollo.
All right. All right.
Hello. My name
is Harold J. Weems.
You may recognize
me from a scandal
that occurred in this
house many years ago.
It seems everyone thinks
that I am a killer.
I know.
Laughable.
A dark stain of
suspicion has followed me
for most of my life.
But now with the help of a
fledgling documentarian, Apollo,
we are about to set
the record straight.
I have been hiding something,
all of these years.
The truth is,
I know exactly who's responsible
for the death of my wife,
and my son.
And today, I'm going
to spill my guts
and share every detail with you.
Oh, yeah. Sounds good.
Looks good, yeah.
- Okay.
Great.
Bring the camera.
You're rolling, yes?
We have a good rhythm.
Come on, stay with me.
I never could get the
stain out. Poor Jane.
This is where I found her.
I'd just gotten
home from a shoot.
Photo shoot. I photographed
wildlife in the area.
It was an awful mess.
The police, of course,
suspect me, the husband.
Even though I was miles away.
I'm sorry. Where...
Where should I look? Here, or-
Oh, slightly off
camera. That works.
Okay. Right, right,
right, right, right.
Um...
Where was I?
You came home and you
found your wife's body?
Right! Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah.
Right, of course. Um...
I found her on her side.
The most horrifying
expression on her face.
At first, I thought she was
scared to death, literally.
Then I saw her arm and her
right calf were dismembered.
Eaten, actually.
The coroner found bite
marks all over her body,
and of course, my dental
records didn't match.
So...
How'd you feel?
Hm?
Well, I just thought
you might wanna talk
about your feelings, as
far as coming down here
and seeing your son and wife.
Don't mention my son.
The police? They
were terrorists.
They had no understanding
of what I had to endure.
I'm sorry. Just give
me one quick second.
Yeah.
We'll be here.
All right.
All right. We are...
Rolling.
All right, with
your help, Apollo,
we'll convince the
world of my innocence.
Hey, uh, that's okay.
You don't have to
mention me. All right?
Apollo.
Don't tell me you're
a nonbeliever.
No, no, no, it's not
that. You know, it's just...
This is your thing, okay?
And I'm just filming it.
All right? That's cool?
Let's get some air. I have
something special to show you.
You can set that down.
Apollo!
From one artist to another.
I've buried myself
in this passion.
- Oh, you took these?
- Mm-hm.
Oh, okay. They're nice.
Thanks.
I, uh, apologize.
I don't have many visitors.
I don't always know how to act.
Probably why I choose animals.
They don't fuss over my
peculiar nature.
Yeah, I've been like this for
as long as I can remember.
Oh, well, you're
all right, man.
No, this is, this is cool.
This is, this is really cool.
Mm.
Look.
The neighborhood kids.
What're they up to?
Well, I'd guess that little
one was double dog dared.
These kids think a witch
lives in this house.
Always be mindful of
your story, Apollo.
If you don't tell it correctly,
the world will tell it for you.
And there's my wife Deloris.
Good to have a little fun
with it. You know?
Apollo, I don't think
we're gonna get everything
in the time we
allotted for today.
Oh, that's okay. I can
just come back another day.
Mm.
How about you stick around,
we'll shoot everything today,
and I'll personally drive
you to the train station?
Uh...
This would be overtime.
So, I'll triple your rate?
Tell me you're not
dying to hear my story.
Okay. Cool, cool.
Great. Give me a moment.
I gotta find something.
Okay.
Found it!
Apollo, come here.
My little Shangri-La.
Now, what I'm about to
show you requires trust.
This was never
seen by the police.
They wouldn't see what I see.
What you will see.
Go ahead.
Take a look.
Why would you film this?
It's fascinating
how she feeds.
Oh, Mr. Williams, I...
Why are you showing me this?
I don't wanna see this.
Beneath the house,
inside the room
The blind witch waits anew
She'll sniff and
crawl and feast on all
She'll eat every part of you
That's the little rhyme
those neighborhood rats
sing about my beautiful house.
They don't understand
what I do to protect them.
Right there. Do you see it?
The proof?
It's in the eyes, Apollo.
That look of terror.
No mortal man could do that.
I don't feel so good.
I gotta go, man.
You can keep the money,
all right? Just...
I'll just mail you the footage.
Oh! It's okay, Apollo.
You'll see
her for yourself.
What...
What're you doing?
It is
almost time, love.
You know what to do.
Let me go, man.
Just let me go.
I'm sorry, Apollo. You
never stood a chance.
Everything in that
kitchen was drugged.
The soup, the cookies.
And all it took was
a glass of water.
Hah!
Apollo, I'm curious.
Why did you stay so long?
Was it really for the money?
Or curiosity?
Hm?
Why are you doing this, man?
My name is Harold J. Weems,
and I was chosen by her.
If you are watching this, it
means you are my successor.
She calls herself Beezel.
And she's lived
here long before me.
And through our sacrifice,
she'll lived here long after.
Help me, man.
Help!
Shh, shh, shh!
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
She feeds on the
flesh of the living.
And every 300 years,
she births a child.
I've made a lot of
sacrifices in my life,
but if you choose to let
her in, there is no regret.
There is no pain.
There is only power.
The responsibility will
fall on you to keep her fed.
What the fuck?
I've never captured a
live feeding successfully.
It's rather exciting.
When Beezel took my first wife,
Jane, she feasted for days.
Poor Jane suffered.
At first, it was
difficult to watch.
But then I stopped fighting,
and let her in completely.
And now, I finally have a
wife with a shared purpose.
I can already taste you.
Help!
Help.
Oh, God, please! No, no!
No, stop!
No, no!
Stop!
WBCN in
Boston, Massachusetts.
Mrs. Weems?
Mrs. Weems?
This is Naomi.
Charlotte's replacement?
Oh, shoot!
Sorry.
Your file did say that
you prefer candles.
I'm so sorry to hear about
Charlotte, Mrs. Weems.
I still can't believe she
would abandon you like that.
Anyways.
My name is Naomi
and I'll be taking care
of you from here on.
And I promise I won't
disappear on you.
You have such a beautiful smile.
Something funny?
Well, you must be starved.
How about I make
you some dinner?
Here we go!
Nice and warm.
Come on up.
Right.
There we go.
Prepared your favorite.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
Did Charlotte prepare
this differently?
All right, come on up.
All right. Deep breaths
for me, Mrs. Weems.
Unfortunately, Charlotte
didn't leave any updated notes,
so I might need a
few days to catch up.
Okay.
Let's get you ready for bed.
Shoot.
I'll check in throughout
the night, okay?
Hello?
It
will happen
again.
Mrs. Weems?
I didn't know.
I didn't know what she was.
Mrs. Weems.
Are you awake?
Beezel!
First.
Linda.
And then...
Charlotte.
Not enough.
Feed her.
Stuff her.
That will please her.
Feed her.
Stuff her.
That will
please her.
Feed her.
Stuff her.
That will please her.
Go away.
This
is Charlotte Hodges,
Shepherd's Valley Hospice nurse.
It's day nine of
Deloris Weems' care.
Something strange is
happening with my patient.
About a month ago, Mrs.
Weems had a stroke.
Doctor said she would
never walk or speak again.
A few nights ago, about an
hour after I put her to bed,
she began to talk in her sleep.
At first I thought
it was a miracle,
but the things she
was saying, they were
terrifying.
She was talking about hurting
Linda, the nurse before me,
but that doesn't make sense.
I get a strange feeling in
this house that something is
watching me.
I'm gonna record her, the
next time this happens.
So, um...
Here we are.
No.
I...
I won't do it.
Poor
Linda.
It's so [sobs] cold.
One is enough.
It's too cold.
It's so [sobs] cold.
One is enough.
Kill Charlotte.
One is enough.
Got some water for ya.
How's your throat?
Mrs. Weems?
Did you know that you
talk in your sleep?
I'll be right here
if you need anything.
I'll be right here
if you need anything.
Enough.
You've had enough.
Feast on her.
Now.
While she sleeps.
Beezel.
Just one more.
Where are you going?
Hello, Naomi.
Hello?
Help.
Help!
Mrs. Weems?
I'm coming to help you!
You're gonna be okay.
[sobs] Help me.
Mrs. Weems?
Charlotte!
I'm gonna get you out of here!
No!
No!
Open the door! Open the door!
No! No!
Wait!
Ooh!
I found it!
So,
10 years ago,
this is where my mother-in-law
killed and buried
three hospice nurses.
Allegedly.
But the worst part?
Now, nobody wants to
buy it.
Quite the inheritance.
Wow.
What's down there?
There he is.
Out in the snow,
looking wonderful.
Yeah?
That's my
husband, everybody.
- That's me.
- Hands off, ladies.
All right, film me. It's me.
It's not you. It's me.
I always want
it to be a filmmaker.
Wait. Tell me, do I look good?
Eww, I'm all...
It's not cute, 'cause
my hair is wet.
That's why I keep him.
Ladies, if you're watching,
that's why I keep him.
The happiest I've seen him!
It's so weird.
He's so grumpy, and yet,
he's like an angel.
Stop.
- You're not ready for this.
- No, no.
Stop.
What're you doing?
I'm browsing the Yellow
Pages for something to eat,
because I'm starving.
And there is no internet
in this great house.
Thanks for calling
Great Wall. How can I help you?
Hi. Can I get an egg drop
soup and veggie lo mein, please?
Sure. Egg drop and
veggie lo mein, what else?
What do you want?
Egg rolls.
And?
More egg rolls.
Okay. Two orders
of egg rolls, please.
My husband's the best.
Sure. It's 89
North Hampton Road.
You're so sexy.
Cash.
Yeah. Thank you.
See you soon.
Babe, I love you, but...
I'm so exhausted.
Let's have a baby.
What?
Come on. Right
here on this table.
No.
What's wrong with you?
Hm!
One thing you should
know about my husband,
he's impossible to please.
He's also exceptionally
cute, so, I can forgive.
Comfortable?
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Do you have any idea how
weird this shit is for me?
You know I've only ever
seen pictures of this house.
Not just from the news, but
from letters she would send.
Before or after
she joined a cult?
I don't know if
she joined a cult.
But definitely before
she met Harold.
Did you ever meet him?
Harold Weems?
Fuck no.
That guy's a psycho.
Had they never met, my
mom would still be alive.
Somehow, he convinced her
that a witch lived
in the basement.
Yeah.
And that was more
appealing than raising me.
Who's this for?
What?
The filming. Who's
gonna watch this?
We will. Our kids will.
I wanna remember this.
I don't wanna
remember this, no.
Aren't you scared, being here?
Why would I be scared?
Any normal person should be.
Normal's boring.
You're a psycho.
Come on.
Show me you love me.
You know I love you.
I could feel it.
- Please stop.
- Don't be so stiff.
- I know what you're doing.
- What am I doing?
Please stop, now!
Did you see that? A bird
flew right into the window!
Can I have some
privacy, please?
Did you hear what I said?
A bird flew right
into the window!
Privacy!
Please.
- What?
- Privacy!
Sorry!
Excuse me, sir.
I've fallen and I can't get up.
- Is that my mom's?
- She was a real horn dog.
I have to sign this.
The house is officially
on the market tomorrow,
and I still need to
change the locks.
Kids in the neighborhood are
breaking in, as you've seen.
What if we kept it?
Cleaned it up a little?
Yeah?
Not gonna happen.
You know I wouldn't
mind moving back to the States.
Live here, until
the value goes up?
This isn't your decision.
Well, we're married. So,
of course I have a say.
It's not like we have
anything tying us to Paris.
I'm not living in my dead
mother's house. Are you kidding?
This is the perfect
place to raise a family.
We're not having kids!
You know, it feels
like we've been
really out of sync lately
and I think that you
should work on that.
Lucas!
Luke!
- Was that good?
- It was very good.
It's very good.
Apparently, it's
really warm here.
Luke?
Luke?
Oh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Nova?
Shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh.
Nova, are you okay?
Shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh.
What's wrong with you?
Shh.
Shh.
Look, drop it 10,
20% if you have to!
I'll accept anything
that comes in!
Please, Shelly.
Nova?
Did you take a knife?
You were right.
We've been outta sync.
But I'm gonna fix that, okay?
My husband is out
at the realtor's office,
and I have no idea why because
this is about to
be our new home.
He just doesn't know it yet.
See?
Better already.
What do we think of this?
What is this?
Nova!
What is this video?
We made love last night.
I think I would remember that.
Would you look at me?
She's gonna be so pleased.
Enough.
You've had enough.
Beezel.
What?
Where did you get these?
Downstairs.
In the basement.
We need to get out of
this house immediately.
But I like it here.
There's something wrong!
This house does
something to people,
and I think it's doing
something to you.
Yeah.
I have
some great news.
I just got an
offer on the house.
We got an offer.
Okay, when do we close?
- Just a few things.
They wanna fix the roof.
- This could take months!
Well, it's
a buyer's market, so,
let's just sit tight
and we'll talk soon.
Okay, I'll start your
inspection. Thank you.
Baby, are you okay?
I'm fine.
This is crazy.
Nova!
Is there something
you wanna tell me?
Maybe you think I'd be mad, or
you want it to be a surprise?
I have a surprise for you.
We leave for Paris, tomorrow.
I've arranged for the
realtor to finish the sale.
Should we celebrate?
Awake!
Nova.
Are you awake?
I just had the weirdest dream.
You were in it.
Did it feel good?
What?
You heard me.
Did it feel good?
All right. Go find
your rooms, everyone!
Just take as much as you can.
We'll do another trip, too.
Watch out for this wire.
Yeah, we will.
I mean, there will
smells, for sure.
That's about it.
Yeah.
So, this is a sun
room, a dining room.
Come here!
Hurry!
Please!
Hurry!
Avery, quick!
Mom?
I'm so hungry.
Can you get me a snack?
Please hurry.
Ah.
Can my friend have a snack, too?
Avery! Be careful.
Harold Weems?
You must be Apollo.
Yes, sir.
Don't tell me you
walked all this way.
Oh, that's all right.
Train station's not too far.
Two or three miles.
Well, with an
attitude like that,
I can tell we're gonna make
something great together.
- Yes, indeed.
- Come on inside.
Let me help you. I'll get that.
- Oh, thank you, thank you.
- Yeah.
All right.
Wow. You were thirsty
after that walk, huh?
No car?
Uh, nah. Nobody has
a car in New York.
Apollo, can I get
you anything else?
These cupboards are chock
full of sweets and goodies.
Oh, no, no, no,
I'm good. Thank you, though.
Wife's got soup on the stove.
Homemade cream of chicken.
Yeah, but thanks, I
appreciate it. I'm good.
Um...
Okay, um, we're good to begin.
Just a matter of
paying the deposit.
Right.
What did we say?
400 or 500?
Uh, we said four.
What do you shoot on?
Oh, it's a GR-C1.
Yeah, records right on
the tape. No processing.
Top
of the line, huh?
Got it second hand.
Works great, though.
There's still something
precious about celluloid.
Makes me feel like I'm
capturing a memory.
Okay, um, so how
do you wanna start?
How much do you
know about my case?
Just what you
mentioned over the phone.
Something about your last wife?
Let's just keep it at that.
What about you?
Wife at home? Girlfriend?
Boyfriend?
Anything goes, these days.
Nah, nah. No, it's just me.
Mm-hm. Keeping my eyes
on the prize, you know?
And what's the prize?
Paying rent.
Hm.
Let's get started.
Okay. Say
something, please.
Hello, Apollo.
All right. All right.
Hello. My name
is Harold J. Weems.
You may recognize
me from a scandal
that occurred in this
house many years ago.
It seems everyone thinks
that I am a killer.
I know.
Laughable.
A dark stain of
suspicion has followed me
for most of my life.
But now with the help of a
fledgling documentarian, Apollo,
we are about to set
the record straight.
I have been hiding something,
all of these years.
The truth is,
I know exactly who's responsible
for the death of my wife,
and my son.
And today, I'm going
to spill my guts
and share every detail with you.
Oh, yeah. Sounds good.
Looks good, yeah.
- Okay.
Great.
Bring the camera.
You're rolling, yes?
We have a good rhythm.
Come on, stay with me.
I never could get the
stain out. Poor Jane.
This is where I found her.
I'd just gotten
home from a shoot.
Photo shoot. I photographed
wildlife in the area.
It was an awful mess.
The police, of course,
suspect me, the husband.
Even though I was miles away.
I'm sorry. Where...
Where should I look? Here, or-
Oh, slightly off
camera. That works.
Okay. Right, right,
right, right, right.
Um...
Where was I?
You came home and you
found your wife's body?
Right! Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah.
Right, of course. Um...
I found her on her side.
The most horrifying
expression on her face.
At first, I thought she was
scared to death, literally.
Then I saw her arm and her
right calf were dismembered.
Eaten, actually.
The coroner found bite
marks all over her body,
and of course, my dental
records didn't match.
So...
How'd you feel?
Hm?
Well, I just thought
you might wanna talk
about your feelings, as
far as coming down here
and seeing your son and wife.
Don't mention my son.
The police? They
were terrorists.
They had no understanding
of what I had to endure.
I'm sorry. Just give
me one quick second.
Yeah.
We'll be here.
All right.
All right. We are...
Rolling.
All right, with
your help, Apollo,
we'll convince the
world of my innocence.
Hey, uh, that's okay.
You don't have to
mention me. All right?
Apollo.
Don't tell me you're
a nonbeliever.
No, no, no, it's not
that. You know, it's just...
This is your thing, okay?
And I'm just filming it.
All right? That's cool?
Let's get some air. I have
something special to show you.
You can set that down.
Apollo!
From one artist to another.
I've buried myself
in this passion.
- Oh, you took these?
- Mm-hm.
Oh, okay. They're nice.
Thanks.
I, uh, apologize.
I don't have many visitors.
I don't always know how to act.
Probably why I choose animals.
They don't fuss over my
peculiar nature.
Yeah, I've been like this for
as long as I can remember.
Oh, well, you're
all right, man.
No, this is, this is cool.
This is, this is really cool.
Mm.
Look.
The neighborhood kids.
What're they up to?
Well, I'd guess that little
one was double dog dared.
These kids think a witch
lives in this house.
Always be mindful of
your story, Apollo.
If you don't tell it correctly,
the world will tell it for you.
And there's my wife Deloris.
Good to have a little fun
with it. You know?
Apollo, I don't think
we're gonna get everything
in the time we
allotted for today.
Oh, that's okay. I can
just come back another day.
Mm.
How about you stick around,
we'll shoot everything today,
and I'll personally drive
you to the train station?
Uh...
This would be overtime.
So, I'll triple your rate?
Tell me you're not
dying to hear my story.
Okay. Cool, cool.
Great. Give me a moment.
I gotta find something.
Okay.
Found it!
Apollo, come here.
My little Shangri-La.
Now, what I'm about to
show you requires trust.
This was never
seen by the police.
They wouldn't see what I see.
What you will see.
Go ahead.
Take a look.
Why would you film this?
It's fascinating
how she feeds.
Oh, Mr. Williams, I...
Why are you showing me this?
I don't wanna see this.
Beneath the house,
inside the room
The blind witch waits anew
She'll sniff and
crawl and feast on all
She'll eat every part of you
That's the little rhyme
those neighborhood rats
sing about my beautiful house.
They don't understand
what I do to protect them.
Right there. Do you see it?
The proof?
It's in the eyes, Apollo.
That look of terror.
No mortal man could do that.
I don't feel so good.
I gotta go, man.
You can keep the money,
all right? Just...
I'll just mail you the footage.
Oh! It's okay, Apollo.
You'll see
her for yourself.
What...
What're you doing?
It is
almost time, love.
You know what to do.
Let me go, man.
Just let me go.
I'm sorry, Apollo. You
never stood a chance.
Everything in that
kitchen was drugged.
The soup, the cookies.
And all it took was
a glass of water.
Hah!
Apollo, I'm curious.
Why did you stay so long?
Was it really for the money?
Or curiosity?
Hm?
Why are you doing this, man?
My name is Harold J. Weems,
and I was chosen by her.
If you are watching this, it
means you are my successor.
She calls herself Beezel.
And she's lived
here long before me.
And through our sacrifice,
she'll lived here long after.
Help me, man.
Help!
Shh, shh, shh!
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
She feeds on the
flesh of the living.
And every 300 years,
she births a child.
I've made a lot of
sacrifices in my life,
but if you choose to let
her in, there is no regret.
There is no pain.
There is only power.
The responsibility will
fall on you to keep her fed.
What the fuck?
I've never captured a
live feeding successfully.
It's rather exciting.
When Beezel took my first wife,
Jane, she feasted for days.
Poor Jane suffered.
At first, it was
difficult to watch.
But then I stopped fighting,
and let her in completely.
And now, I finally have a
wife with a shared purpose.
I can already taste you.
Help!
Help.
Oh, God, please! No, no!
No, stop!
No, no!
Stop!
WBCN in
Boston, Massachusetts.
Mrs. Weems?
Mrs. Weems?
This is Naomi.
Charlotte's replacement?
Oh, shoot!
Sorry.
Your file did say that
you prefer candles.
I'm so sorry to hear about
Charlotte, Mrs. Weems.
I still can't believe she
would abandon you like that.
Anyways.
My name is Naomi
and I'll be taking care
of you from here on.
And I promise I won't
disappear on you.
You have such a beautiful smile.
Something funny?
Well, you must be starved.
How about I make
you some dinner?
Here we go!
Nice and warm.
Come on up.
Right.
There we go.
Prepared your favorite.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
Did Charlotte prepare
this differently?
All right, come on up.
All right. Deep breaths
for me, Mrs. Weems.
Unfortunately, Charlotte
didn't leave any updated notes,
so I might need a
few days to catch up.
Okay.
Let's get you ready for bed.
Shoot.
I'll check in throughout
the night, okay?
Hello?
It
will happen
again.
Mrs. Weems?
I didn't know.
I didn't know what she was.
Mrs. Weems.
Are you awake?
Beezel!
First.
Linda.
And then...
Charlotte.
Not enough.
Feed her.
Stuff her.
That will please her.
Feed her.
Stuff her.
That will
please her.
Feed her.
Stuff her.
That will please her.
Go away.
This
is Charlotte Hodges,
Shepherd's Valley Hospice nurse.
It's day nine of
Deloris Weems' care.
Something strange is
happening with my patient.
About a month ago, Mrs.
Weems had a stroke.
Doctor said she would
never walk or speak again.
A few nights ago, about an
hour after I put her to bed,
she began to talk in her sleep.
At first I thought
it was a miracle,
but the things she
was saying, they were
terrifying.
She was talking about hurting
Linda, the nurse before me,
but that doesn't make sense.
I get a strange feeling in
this house that something is
watching me.
I'm gonna record her, the
next time this happens.
So, um...
Here we are.
No.
I...
I won't do it.
Poor
Linda.
It's so [sobs] cold.
One is enough.
It's too cold.
It's so [sobs] cold.
One is enough.
Kill Charlotte.
One is enough.
Got some water for ya.
How's your throat?
Mrs. Weems?
Did you know that you
talk in your sleep?
I'll be right here
if you need anything.
I'll be right here
if you need anything.
Enough.
You've had enough.
Feast on her.
Now.
While she sleeps.
Beezel.
Just one more.
Where are you going?
Hello, Naomi.
Hello?
Help.
Help!
Mrs. Weems?
I'm coming to help you!
You're gonna be okay.
[sobs] Help me.
Mrs. Weems?
Charlotte!
I'm gonna get you out of here!
No!
No!
Open the door! Open the door!
No! No!
Wait!
Ooh!
I found it!
So,
10 years ago,
this is where my mother-in-law
killed and buried
three hospice nurses.
Allegedly.
But the worst part?
Now, nobody wants to
buy it.
Quite the inheritance.
Wow.
What's down there?
There he is.
Out in the snow,
looking wonderful.
Yeah?
That's my
husband, everybody.
- That's me.
- Hands off, ladies.
All right, film me. It's me.
It's not you. It's me.
I always want
it to be a filmmaker.
Wait. Tell me, do I look good?
Eww, I'm all...
It's not cute, 'cause
my hair is wet.
That's why I keep him.
Ladies, if you're watching,
that's why I keep him.
The happiest I've seen him!
It's so weird.
He's so grumpy, and yet,
he's like an angel.
Stop.
- You're not ready for this.
- No, no.
Stop.
What're you doing?
I'm browsing the Yellow
Pages for something to eat,
because I'm starving.
And there is no internet
in this great house.
Thanks for calling
Great Wall. How can I help you?
Hi. Can I get an egg drop
soup and veggie lo mein, please?
Sure. Egg drop and
veggie lo mein, what else?
What do you want?
Egg rolls.
And?
More egg rolls.
Okay. Two orders
of egg rolls, please.
My husband's the best.
Sure. It's 89
North Hampton Road.
You're so sexy.
Cash.
Yeah. Thank you.
See you soon.
Babe, I love you, but...
I'm so exhausted.
Let's have a baby.
What?
Come on. Right
here on this table.
No.
What's wrong with you?
Hm!
One thing you should
know about my husband,
he's impossible to please.
He's also exceptionally
cute, so, I can forgive.
Comfortable?
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Do you have any idea how
weird this shit is for me?
You know I've only ever
seen pictures of this house.
Not just from the news, but
from letters she would send.
Before or after
she joined a cult?
I don't know if
she joined a cult.
But definitely before
she met Harold.
Did you ever meet him?
Harold Weems?
Fuck no.
That guy's a psycho.
Had they never met, my
mom would still be alive.
Somehow, he convinced her
that a witch lived
in the basement.
Yeah.
And that was more
appealing than raising me.
Who's this for?
What?
The filming. Who's
gonna watch this?
We will. Our kids will.
I wanna remember this.
I don't wanna
remember this, no.
Aren't you scared, being here?
Why would I be scared?
Any normal person should be.
Normal's boring.
You're a psycho.
Come on.
Show me you love me.
You know I love you.
I could feel it.
- Please stop.
- Don't be so stiff.
- I know what you're doing.
- What am I doing?
Please stop, now!
Did you see that? A bird
flew right into the window!
Can I have some
privacy, please?
Did you hear what I said?
A bird flew right
into the window!
Privacy!
Please.
- What?
- Privacy!
Sorry!
Excuse me, sir.
I've fallen and I can't get up.
- Is that my mom's?
- She was a real horn dog.
I have to sign this.
The house is officially
on the market tomorrow,
and I still need to
change the locks.
Kids in the neighborhood are
breaking in, as you've seen.
What if we kept it?
Cleaned it up a little?
Yeah?
Not gonna happen.
You know I wouldn't
mind moving back to the States.
Live here, until
the value goes up?
This isn't your decision.
Well, we're married. So,
of course I have a say.
It's not like we have
anything tying us to Paris.
I'm not living in my dead
mother's house. Are you kidding?
This is the perfect
place to raise a family.
We're not having kids!
You know, it feels
like we've been
really out of sync lately
and I think that you
should work on that.
Lucas!
Luke!
- Was that good?
- It was very good.
It's very good.
Apparently, it's
really warm here.
Luke?
Luke?
Oh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Nova?
Shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh.
Nova, are you okay?
Shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh.
What's wrong with you?
Shh.
Shh.
Look, drop it 10,
20% if you have to!
I'll accept anything
that comes in!
Please, Shelly.
Nova?
Did you take a knife?
You were right.
We've been outta sync.
But I'm gonna fix that, okay?
My husband is out
at the realtor's office,
and I have no idea why because
this is about to
be our new home.
He just doesn't know it yet.
See?
Better already.
What do we think of this?
What is this?
Nova!
What is this video?
We made love last night.
I think I would remember that.
Would you look at me?
She's gonna be so pleased.
Enough.
You've had enough.
Beezel.
What?
Where did you get these?
Downstairs.
In the basement.
We need to get out of
this house immediately.
But I like it here.
There's something wrong!
This house does
something to people,
and I think it's doing
something to you.
Yeah.
I have
some great news.
I just got an
offer on the house.
We got an offer.
Okay, when do we close?
- Just a few things.
They wanna fix the roof.
- This could take months!
Well, it's
a buyer's market, so,
let's just sit tight
and we'll talk soon.
Okay, I'll start your
inspection. Thank you.
Baby, are you okay?
I'm fine.
This is crazy.
Nova!
Is there something
you wanna tell me?
Maybe you think I'd be mad, or
you want it to be a surprise?
I have a surprise for you.
We leave for Paris, tomorrow.
I've arranged for the
realtor to finish the sale.
Should we celebrate?
Awake!
Nova.
Are you awake?
I just had the weirdest dream.
You were in it.
Did it feel good?
What?
You heard me.
Did it feel good?
All right. Go find
your rooms, everyone!
Just take as much as you can.
We'll do another trip, too.
Watch out for this wire.
Yeah, we will.
I mean, there will
smells, for sure.
That's about it.
Yeah.
So, this is a sun
room, a dining room.