Monster Beneath Us, The (2024)

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[crow cawing]

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[footsteps]

[crow cawing]

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[footsteps]

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[crows cawing]

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[clock ticking]

[writing]

[knock on door]

Who is there?

Mrs. Gray, Milord.

Oh.

What do you want?

Afternoon tea is ready.

I don't want it.

But sir, you haven't

eaten in days.

I'm not hungry.

Milord, I must insist,

otherwise perhaps a visit

from Father Steven

or the physician.

Why?

I'm perfectly well.

Pardon my frankness, sir,

but you don't seem well.

This has been going

on for weeks.

Something must be troubling you.

Something is.

You.

Leave me, Mrs. Gray.

[scribbling continues]

[door opens]

[door closes]

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[door opens]

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[door closes]

[door rattles]

[door rattles]

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[pill bottle rattles]

[sips]

[glass clinks]

[clock chiming loudly]

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[drawer closes]

[distorted buzzing]

[footsteps]

[door bangs shut]

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[scraping]

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[g*n clicks]

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[drip]

[soft suspenseful music]

-[door creaks open]

-[gasps]

[creaking]

No more.

[banging]

I won't have it anymore!

This has to stop!

You hear me?

Stop!

-[low growling]

-[wood cracking]

[panting]

Stop. Please.

Stop.

[door creaks]

[low growling]

[g*nsh*t]

It's not in my head.

It's not.

[intense music]

[snarling]

[dramatic music]

[door rattling]

[grunting]

[panting]

[bang]

[suspenseful music]

[door slams]

[panting]

[loud bang]

I won't allow it!

[loud bang]

No more!

[loud bang]

[latch clicks]

[door creaks]

Stop it!

[panting]

[clicking and growling]

[faint laughter]

[clicking]

Fine.

You win.

I'm sorry, Charlie.

[intense music]

[g*nsh*t]

[dramatic music]

[music fades]

[hooves clip-clopping]

[coach rattling]

[coach rattling]

[crows cawing]

This is it, Mother.

Yes, this is it.

Lady Abbington.

Welcome to Dolorige Manor.

[door opens]

It is so big.

There's more space

in the country

than there is in London.

Father wanted us to live here

forever?

That was his hope. Yes, but...

things change.

Where are the rest of

the staff Mrs. Gray?

They were dismissed, Milady.

Only myself and

the grounds man left

to look after the household.

Oh, for what reason?

His lordship did

not make me privy

to that information, ma'am.

Well, that will

make things easier

once the estate is sold.

You're planning to sell?

Of course.

Oh, please understand

it's nothing personal,

Mrs. Gray.

It's a financial decision.

Well, the Manor,

it's been in the family

for generations.

Apologies, Milady.

That were out of turn.

As I was saying, things change.

Is there somewhere

I can put my flowers?

Certainly.

The parlor room will do nicely.

Follow me.

However long you reside

at Dolorige Manor,

it is my duty

to make you feel at home.

I shall prepare some tea.

You must be thirsty

after your long journey.

No, really, there's no...

Some sandwiches too, perhaps.

What filling would be

preferable, young Master?

Um, cheese, please.

Very good. I'll see to it.

Pardon me.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Why is it so quiet in here?

Well, it's a large empty house.

I don't think anyone

besides Mrs. Gray

has been in here

since your father...

You can say it, Mother.

Since Father died.

Is this where it happened?

What?

Where father died.

Was it in here?

No, no, it wasn't in here.

I can put my flowers here, then.

That's better.

Quite.

[door opens]

[melancholy music]

[melancholy music continues]

[door opens]

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[door opens]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

[stairs creaking]

[suspenseful music continues]

[faint growl]

[low creaking]

[faint growl]

Hello?

Come out, kitty, kitty.

Come on.

[growling]

It's okay.

I'm not going to hurt you.

[mewling]

That's it.

Out you come.

You don't need to be afraid.

[clicking, snarling]

Are you...

[woman] Master Charles!

[snarling stops]

-I have to go.

-[low squeal]

-Here, have this.

-[mewling]

So you're not all alone

in the dark.

[mewling]

Bye.

Coming!

[mewling]

[growling]

[unsettling music]

[sighing] Do I have to?

Yes, Charlie.

Your education is

of the utmost importance.

But why can't I

just go to school

like I used to?

We can't afford

your boarding school

at the moment.

The only money we have left

is what your father left us.

So, until we leave here,

you'll have to settle

for tutoring.

Besides, don't you

want to spend time

with your dear mother?

I suppose.

There will be

other children at tutoring.

Yes, of course.

Mrs. Gray's relatives

and the grounds man's

children or the like.

You'll find out today, I expect.

[sighs]

Are you ready?

I think so.

Mm. Of course you are.

Hello, there.

You must be Charles.

Hello.

And that must make you...

Grace Abbington.

Wonderful to meet you,

Lady Abbington.

My name is Ms. Hawthorn.

I will be tutoring Charlie.

So I've heard.

And how are you settling in?

Just fine.

[door creaking]

[high pitched tone]

[high pitched tone]

[gentle music playing]

[birds chirping]

[chair creaks]

[music continues]

[pill bottle rattles]

[drawer slams closed]

[crow cawing]

[tense music]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[footsteps]

[crow cawing]

Hello?

[soft tense music]

Is anyone there?

[crow cawing]

[crow cawing]

It can't have been.

[crow cawing]

[music continues]

[birds singing]

[music intensifies]

[music fades]

[sighs] I don't

care much for Latin,

but Ms. Hawthorn says

we only have to do

a few lessons a week.

What did you do today, Mother?

Oh, I organized

your father's study.

Hmm.

Was it dreadfully dusty?

Father was never

very good at tidying, was he?

[laugh]

Can I see it?

What?

Father's study.

I would like to see.

Tomorrow, of course.

I suppose.

Mother, are you unhappy?

Pardon?

If you wish

to share your thoughts,

Ms. Hawthorn says

I'm a good listener.

Thank you, Charlie.

But I'm perfectly content

with my book.

You certain?

I am.

I'm hungry.

It's rather late

for a snack, Charlie.

How about if I had an apple?

Very well.

You can fetch one

from the kitchen.

But you must take it upstairs

and get ready for bed.

I will.

I'll be up in a few moments

to say goodnight.

[sighs]

[faint growl]

[suspenseful music]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[music continues]

[pill bottle rattling]

[pills rattling]

[clattering]

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[door creaks open]

Charlie?

[sighs]

Charlie?

[footsteps]

[creaking]

[muffled sounds]

[footsteps moving quickly]

Charlie?

[door creaks open]

[door bangs]

[suspenseful music]

[muffled laughter]

For goodness' sake.

[suspenseful music]

[stairs creaking]

[Charlie] It's all right.

You have it all.

-[clicking]

-I brought it for you.

[clicking]

That's it.

[clicking]

-Do you like it?

-[clicking]

Hmm.

What are you doing

down here, Charlie?

I was just sitting.

Who were you talking to?

Is something the matter, Mother?

No, I'm not sure why

you're down here.

I told you to go upstairs

and get ready for bed.

-I just came...

-No excuses.

Come upstairs, please.

Could I just...

I won't ask again, Charles.

Yes, Mother.

You shouldn't be

coming down here.

It's freezing.

[suspenseful music]

[clicking]

[music fades]

I think I know

why Father liked it here.

Oh?

So quite.

It's not so busy like London.

There is always so much to see

when we go on our walks

with Miss Hawthorn.

Is that so?

Thank you, Mrs. Gray.

And what do your peers

make of Ms. Hawthorn's walks?

I don't know.

What do you mean?

I haven't really asked.

I don't really enjoy

spending time with them.

Surely, there must be someone

you get along with.

No, not really.

But I've made another friend.

A better friend.

Mm.

A better friend?

Yes.

Down in the basement.

Mm. This is good.

Indeed. Mrs. Gray

must have known

that this was your favorite.

Did you, Ms. Gray?

Indeed, young Master.

His Lordship told me.

How lovely.

[fire crackling]

[sighs]

[unsettling music playing]

[music intensifies]

Most struggling thing is

that I know now 13 horses.

No one else can do 13 horses.

[laugh]

Not too far, Charlie.

Stay where we can see you.

Oh, leave him. He's having fun.

[crows cawing]

I will never tire with that.

Mother, Father, come quickly.

Come see what I found.

We're coming.

Look, the lake is frozen.

You know, I fell through

the ice here once.

Really?

Yes, maybe a little

younger than you.

[giggles]

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Yeah.

[unsettling music]

[music intensifies]

-[door opens]

-[gasps]

[creaking]

[soft footsteps]

[rocking chair creaking]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

[low growling]

[growling]

[gasps]

What is it?

[tense music playing]

[panting]

Who's down there?

I warn you. I'm armed.

[tense music continues]

[footsteps]

[suspenseful music]

[music intensifies]

[gasp]

[rocking chair creaking]

[panting]

[gasping]

[exhales]

Pull yourself together.

[suspenseful music fades]

[gasp]

[exhales]

[door creaking]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful

Charlie?

Charlie. Where are you?

[suspenseful music]

[loud footsteps]

[door creaks]

[music intensifies]

[stairs creaking]

[growling]

Charlie!

[snarling]

Get away from him!

[mewling]

Charlie. Charlie, wake up.

Wake up.

Mother? What's going on?

What are you doing down here?

It's the middle of the night.

I had a nightmare.

If you had a nightmare,

why did you not come to me?

Well, I don't want to wake you.

So, you came down here instead.

Yes.

I wanted to be near my friend.

Is your friend here now?

Yes.

They're always here.

Come upstairs please.

I don't like you

being down here.

But Mother, please. I...

If you have a nightmare,

you come to me.

I have no quarrel

with you waking me up.

Yes, Mother.

Come, now.

This is no place

for a child to sleep.

[unsettling music]

[crow cawing]

[suspenseful music]

[sigh]

[crows cawing]

[pill bottle rattles]

[pills rattle]

[clock chiming]

Afternoon tea, Milady.

Thank you, Mrs. Gray.

You asked me

to bring an extra cup.

Indeed. Um...

I would like you

to join me, Mrs. Gray.

Oh, is there a problem, ma'am?

No, no problem.

I wanted to have a word

about the house.

The Manor.

If I could be quite candid

with you, Mrs. Gray,

I would like to discuss

the state of the finances.

I do not think

that's appropriate, ma'am.

Everything is in disarray.

There are demands here.

Debts I wasn't even aware of.

It's become quite clear

that James was not

keeping up with

his work appointments

or his payments

and I'm lost, quite frankly.

You've known James

since he was a child.

Correct?

He would visit

his uncle on occasion.

When his mother would allow.

And when he moved

to the Manor permanently,

did you notice

any melancholia then?

I only ask because

it was quite unusual

for James to be so disorganized.

I'm trying to understand

what happened.

On first arrival,

his lordship was

most amicable with the staff.

And did his temperament change?

I'm afraid so, Milady.

He began to withdraw

from public life.

He stopped receiving guests,

or checking on the renovations

of the property.

Became very curt with the staff,

reclusive towards the end,

if you understand me.

If you don't mind me

saying, Milady,

I do not think

his lordship's melancholia

was due to the difficulties

between yourselves.

Indeed, he was most positive

about the idea of you

and Master Charles joining him.

As I'm sure you're aware,

the Abbington's have

a history of low spirits.

I am well aware.

But James, he was

never like his uncle.

He was...

Regardless, I'm not sure

how this helps me

settle the outstanding accounts.

Maybe his family could help.

They would visit often.

Lady Esme lives but a...

short ride away.

Yes, I'm well aware.

I would rather not

involve Lady Abbington.

Though I thank you

for the suggestion.

Well, if I can be

of any more assistance, ma'am.

I need to prepare supper.

Mrs. Gray.

Did James ever

venture into the woods?

I'm not sure I follow, ma'am.

The woods.

The end of the Manor.

Did he go riding

or take walks there?

I saw him a few times, ma'am.

I did not want to pry

or ask what he was doing.

The woods are

best avoided, I think.

You wouldn't want to stumble.

The trees make it

easy to get lost.

[children playing]

[woman] Careful, children.

[children playing]

[boy] What are you playing?

[Charlie] A game.

[boy] I can see that.

What's the game?

It's called Jacks.

How do you play?

Just pick up the jacks.

Why you playing by yourself?

I want to.

You're incredibly odd,

did you know that?

I'm not surprised

you don't have any friends.

There. Nice and warm.

Just what you needed

after a long day.

I'm going to have my bath now.

Do you want

to stay here and read,

or would you like

some more milk before bed?

-Some more milk.

-[chuckles]

Go downstairs

and find Mrs. Gray.

She'll be in the kitchen,

I expect.

Good evening, Master Charles.

What can I do for you?

Could I have some

more milk, please?

Mother said I'm allowed.

Certainly. Run along now.

Won't be long.

Thank you.

[melancholy music]

[door creaks open]

[water dripping]

[melancholy music continues]

[water sloshing]

[water dripping]

[James] I think you're being

rather hasty about this.

Oh, I'm being hasty.

Fine talk coming

from you, James.

If you could give me

a moment to explain.

For us to discuss...

There's nothing to discuss!

You should have

thought of the consequences

the moment you...

How many times

must I apologize

for one mistake?

I have accepted the fault

of my actions.

Can't undo them, Grace.

You wouldn't even give

me the opportunity

to make things right with...

Because there's

no way you can, James!

[water dripping]

What about Charlie?

He will stay here with me.

He's my son, Grace.

He's mine too, James.

[water sloshing]

You may choose to move

to your family's estate, James.

My estate, Grace.

Dolorige was left to me, alone.

If your grievances are with

my mother's proximity...

My grievance is with you, James!

[water dripping]

I will never give up on us.

[kisses]

[screams]

[coughing]

[sobbing]

[sobs]

[sobs]

"There was no choice.

He was going to have to crawl

through the tunnel."

"Christopher lowered himself

onto his hands and knees

and started to crawl forwards."

Where did you go?

[suspenseful music playing]

[low growl]

I told you not to do that.

Settle down.

[mewling]

Where was I?

-Here it is.

-[growling, clicking]

"Christopher lowered himself

onto his hands and knees

and started to crawl forwards

into the dark black hole."

[growling]

I think that's enough for today.

My mother will be expecting me.

[clicking]

-I will come back. I won't

read anymore without you.

-[clicking]

If I don't go,

I'll be in trouble.

[mewling]

Go on.

[mewling]

[growling]

[Charlie] Oh.

[snarling]

Ow! Let go!

I'm not going

to read anymore without you.

Ow!

Let go!

-[growling]

-Ow!

Now look what you've done.

And I have to hide this.

[clicking]

[mewling]

[crows cawing]

[hooves clip-clopping]

[coach rattling]

[sighs]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[footsteps]

Begging your pardon, ma'am,

but a carriage

is approaching the house.

Carriage?

We made no plans

to see visitors today.

I believe it is

Lady Abbington, ma'am.

[sighs] For goodness' sake.

Are they close?

Moments away.

Trust Esme to invite herself.

Charlie is upstairs

in his bedroom.

See to it that

he's appropriately dressed.

Right away, ma'am.

[rustling]

What a surprise this is.

[man] Forgive

the intrusion, Grace.

I said we should

have called ahead.

But Mother insisted.

No. You are always welcome here.

It's wonderful to

see you, Thomas.

And you, dear Florence,

how have you been?

Well, Aunt Grace,

Mother send her love

to you and cousin Charlie.

She was sad not to be able

to join us today.

Thank you, Florence.

Lady Esme.

You look tired, Grace.

Thank you for

your concern, my Lady,

but I'm quite well.

Shall we go inside?

How have you been, my Lady?

Cold. That journey is awful.

I'd have much preferred

had you brought

Charles to visit us.

But I expect

that's asking too much.

Now, now, Mother.

Grace and Charlie have only

recently arrived in the north.

I'm sure Grace planned to visit

once they settled

into their new home.

Of course.

[intense music]

[door closes]

[Florence]

Where's Charlie, Aunt Grace?

Can I go and say hello to him?

Of course. He's down

in the parlor room.

Just down there.

We'll meet you in a moment.

I noticed you and Charles

did not attend church

Sunday last, Grace.

Oh, an oversight

on my part, my Lady.

In the move up north,

I lost all track of days.

Mm.

We will be in attendance,

of course,

every week.

Good.

It's very dusty

in here, isn't it?

Have the staff been taking

privileges with you, Grace?

Well, we only have one member

of household staff at present.

Pardon?

It seems that James dismissed

the rest of the staff when he...

And do you intend

keeping it that way?

Indeed. There seems no point

in hiring new members of staff

when our time here

will be limited.

Limited?

Dolorige Manor will be

on the market

by the end of the month.

And, with any luck,

it will sell before the summer.

Sell?

Don't be obtuse, Thomas.

Of course, she's selling.

Why would Grace

want to ensure that Charles

remains near

the rest of his family

or indeed keep a property

that is so integral

to her husband's heritage?

That's unkind, Mother

I assume the house

is simply too large

for such a small household.

Thank you, Thomas. Exactly.

Shall we go into

the parlor room?

And where's my favorite

grandson?

-Hello, Grandmama.

-Ooh!

What are you doing

playing on the floor?

-You'll ruin your clothes.

-That's not true...

Charlie. I did tell you

to play on the table.

Uh, don't blame Charles

for your own failings, Grace.

Let's move on, shall we?

Grace, glad to see

you and Charlie

settling into your new home.

Oh.

How have you

been finding things?

Good, thank you. Um...

Charlie started his

new tutor group.

They have lessons

in the dining room most days.

How do you find

your new peers, Charlie?

Good, I suppose.

Papa, can I show Charlie

the new game now?

The one we brought.

Oh. Um...

Yes, of course.

[rustling]

Wow, this looks fun.

It's called chess.

Do you wanna play?

I can teach you the rules.

Chess is a wonderful game.

How about I check on

Mrs. Gray for our lunch?

Yes. And a cup of tea

wouldn't go amiss either, Grace.

Of course.

Thomas, can I get you anything?

[melancholy music]

Thomas?

Forgive me.

I was deep in thought.

What was the question?

Do pay attention, dear.

Do you want something to drink?

I'm having a tea.

Oh, um, I'll have a tea, please.

-You can't put the knight there.

-Why?

Because they can only

move a certain way.

Remember? Like this.

How is Cynthia?

She's well.

The doctors have

put her on bed rest.

She's eight months along now,

if I'm not mistaken.

She is indeed.

Bless her.

Does she have any idea

of whether it's a...

Have you had enough

to eat yet, Charles?

Yes, I'm content. Thank you.

He is looking thin, Grace.

-Is he?

-Mm.

Remind me when

we get back, Thomas,

to write a check for Grace.

I haven't brought

my checkbook with me.

Pardon me. Why?

Well, to buy Charles

some new clothes, of course.

I mean, James's inheritance

is clearly being mishandled.

I'm not exactly sure

where the funds are being spent.

-Mother.

-Hmm?

I know.

Let's get out of here.

I want to show you something.

[cough]

[door opens]

[door closes]

And what about his injuries?

That's enough, Mother.

What?

The scratches on his arms.

Where have they come from?

Have you hurt him?

No. No, Esme, of course

I haven't hurt Charlie.

I mean, that kind of punishment

might be commonplace

where you are from

but it is not within society.

-I shall be forced to

act if it was you.

-How could you?

Well, if it wasn't you,

it must have been a child

in that dreadful new tutor group

you've enrolled him into.

Honestly, I don't know

what James was thinking

leaving Charles with you.

Mother, stop now.

What were you thinking,

bringing up James?

We agreed not to talk about it.

[Esme] So, I'm not allowed

to talk about my son now?

My grandson's father?

[Thomas] It's uncouth, Mother.

Especially given the nature

of the situation.

[Esme]

Don't patronize me, Thomas.

Grace is doing everything

she can for Charlie.

I really don't see what

all the fuss is about.

I'm simply being honest

with Grace.

You're making an already

difficult situation harder.

Grace is going above

and beyond for Charlie.

Well, she should be doing more.

What with James...

Come now.

We agreed not

to talk about James.

-Especially after what he did.

-Yes

Well, James was

clearly in distress.

I mean, one has to wonder what

his wife was doing in London

-that could have caused him--

-Mother, stop!

[sighs]

[pills rattling]

Oh!

Where did you come from?

I was showing

Florence something.

Where?

Charlie, where?

In the basement.

[unsettling music]

Hear me, oh, Lord.

Pardon his sins.

Deliver him from evil.

Let him into Your kingdom.

Lord.

[banging]

Pull yourself together.

[sobbing]

Pull yourself together.

You're a gentleman.

You're a gentleman.

[melancholy music]

Florence!

Where are you?

Down here, Papa!

[suspenseful music]

What are you doing down there?

[suspenseful music]

I thought I told you

not to go down

into the basement

I know, but why?

Because it's not safe.

And when I tell you

to do something,

you should do it.

I know, but...

Grandmama Esme

told me you had

some scratches on your arm.

Is that true?

Charlie.

Show me.

Who did this to you?

Is it someone

in your tutor group?

It was just an accident

Who did it?

You'll be cross.

Charlie, please just tell me.

-[faint banging]

-[Florence screams]

[sobbing]

Florence! Florence!

-What happened?

-Papa... tried to fight!

Down there!

[sobbing] He saw it!

His head!

Stay here!

Stay here!

[Florence sobbing]

[door opens]

Thomas!

[dramatic music]

Thomas! Thomas!

Thomas. Look at me.

Look at me. Thomas.

Thomas, what happened?

-Tell me.

-[groans]

I thought Florence was...

No, Thomas. Thomas.

I'm here. I'm here.

Stay with me.

[sighs]

-I thought I saw Florence.

-Oh!

[sobbing]

Oh! Oh!

Oh!

That's...

That's...

It's...

Sitting in the...

[low growling]

[Thomas muttering]

What is that?

It's still here.

What is it?

[coughing]

Thomas. Thomas, no! No! No! No!

Thomas, stay with me!

No!

Thomas?

Thomas? No!

Thomas, Grace,

what is happening down there?

Florence is distraught.

[suspenseful music]

God, in Heaven! What is this?

I... I don't know what happened.

I came down

and I think he's dead.

We need to call for somebody.

-No, you did this!

-What? No!

Yeah, you did this, didn't you?

James wasn't enough!

You have had to

take my Thomas from me as well.

Oh, my poor boys!

No, no, no.

I think he hit his head!

You're a monster!

We should never have come here!

I am calling the authorities!

Esme, no!

[dramatic music]

No. No. No.

[dramatic music]

[music intensifies]

[music fades]

Thank you for your patience,

Lady Abbington.

We've removed the body.

And Father Steven

has cleared the area.

Am I... under arrest?

Not presently.

However, the circumstances

are suspicious.

And as the only one present

at the time of

his lordship's death...

You spoke to Esme.

Lady Esme Abbington

gave a statement, yes.

She said I did it, didn't she?

Anything witnesses

have said to me

is considered private

and confidential, ma'am.

-But I...

-I cannot discuss

the details of our investigation

with someone who is

under suspicion.

But I can say that

we have not yet decided

on our line of inquiry.

Did you find anything

down there?

I saw something, some creature.

-A hallucination caused

by the stress, I imagine.

-No.

I must ask you to stay

within the grounds

of your estate

for the next few weeks, Milady.

Whatever for?

As a precaution while

we complete the autopsy

and finalize our reports.

News travels fast around here

and there are some

who will be quick

to hold you accountable.

But I didn't do anything!

Well, if that's true,

you'll comply with us.

A constable will be posted

outside the manor.

But the scratches...

You did search the

entire basement?

Thoroughly. Stay within

the manor grounds, ma'am.

Wait to hear from my office

and let's hope,

for your son's sake,

that results find you

innocent of any wrongdoing.

I'll be leaving now, ma'am.

If you need anything,

do not hesitate to send for us.

Mother! It just, it's not fair!

You don't understand!

I understand better

than you do, Charlie.

That basement is clearly

no place for a child.

I just...

As per your request.

Where did you get this?

-[sighs]

-No, Mother.

No, Mother!

Don't, Mother, please!

That's enough, Charlie!

[lock clicks]

That should do it.

Why? It's just not fair.

Pull yourself together, Charlie!

I'm serious. No more

going into the basement.

I am the only person

who has a key to that lock

and that is the way it's going

to stay. Do you understand?

Yes, Mother.

Good.

[suspenseful music]

[g*n clicks]

[g*n c*ck]

[gasping]

[suspenseful music]

[music intensifies]

[g*nsh*t]

[moaning]

[moaning]

[suspenseful music]

[growling]

[suspenseful music]

[clock ticking]

[growling]

-[growls]

-[screams]

[gasps]

[panting]

[breathes heavily]

[pill bottle rattling]

[glass clinks]

[glass clinks]

[door latch rattles]

[sighs]

Of course it is.

[door opens]

-This way. That's it

-[footsteps]

Oh! Good morning, ma'am.

Who is this?

The constable sent to be

stationed at the manor, ma'am.

[man clearing throat]

Lady Abbington.

I thought you were

to be stationed outside,

not inside.

I am, ma'am.

Begging your pardon, ma'am.

The constable wanted

a cup of tea.

I invited him in.

Oh, Mrs. Gray was doing

me a kindness, ma'am.

But I don't wish a disturb

your morning.

Well, thank you, Mrs. Gray,

for ensuring the constable

is comfortable.

See to it he has

what he needs for his station

outside.

[crows cawing]

Mother.

Yes, Charlie.

I had a thought

that maybe I could miss

tutoring today.

Miss tutoring?

Whatever for?

Because after yesterday,

I thought we could spend

some time together

and talk about

what happened about Father.

There's no need to talk about

any of that unpleasantness,

Charlie.

The authorities have it handled.

-I know, but...

-Besides,

it may help you take

your mind off things

if that's what you need.

Aren't you studying

maps this week?

-We are, but as...

-There you go.

You don't want to miss

such a fascinating topic.

-Mother, please...

-That's the end

of the discussion, Charlie.

I feel bad we locked

the basement.

[teacup clinks]

You feel bad?

Yes.

My friend is still

stuck down there.

Charlie.

There is no one in the basement.

I looked.

The authority searched

the entire room.

Now, let's get you

ready for tutoring.

Ms. Hawthorn and the other

children be here, soon.

[suspenseful music]

[clicking]

[door latch rattles]

[suspenseful music]

Hello, Odd Ball.

What are you drawing?

None of your business, Edward.

Why did the police

come here yesterday?

Edward, leave me alone.

I heard it 'cause

someone died in there.

In your house.

It was, wasn't it?

Who was it?

So, you're cursed.

Or is your house cursed?

No wonder I hate doing lessons

in your dining room.

Nobody's cursed.

It's just an accident.

The same way what happened

to your father was an accident.

People have been saying

your father had a g*n.

-Be quiet, Edward.

-Is it true?

They all talk about it

in the market.

They say your father

was wrong in the head.

I'm warning you.

Just leave me alone.

Was it an accident that

your father shot himself?

Or was on purpose?

Why are you doing this?

Just wanna know if it's true.

No wonder your father

took his own life.

I would too if had

to be around you all the time.

[dramatic music]

No!Charlie, no!

-[suspenseful music]

-[thud]

I came as soon as I...

What is the meaning of this?

Should we step inside, Milady?

Mrs. Gray, could you

watch them please?

Certainly.

[door closes]

Milady.

I hope I can speak

candidly with you.

Mrs. Gray mentioned

there was a fight.

Yes, Charlie...

Charlie did what?

Well, he...

He attacked Edward.

We had to pull Charlie off him.

He hit Edward repeatedly.

How did this happen?

I'm not sure, yet.

Charlie must have been provoked.

The details about how

it started are unclear.

He wouldn't do this

out of the blue.

And who is Edward?

Are they friends?

Charlie never mentioned him.

Edward is... [clears throat]

...Mrs. Gray's

great-nephew, ma'am.

I believe there's been

some animosity between

the boys for a while, sadly.

What does that mean?

Edward can be quite boisterous.

So, he has been

antagonizing my son,

and Charlie stood up to him.

What did Charlie say?

I don't believe

it's that simple.

What did Charlie say?

He mentioned that Edward

was asking questions

about his father.

Unbelievable. How dare he!

Milady, please.

They are children.

They are bound to ask questions.

That boy should know his place.

There was something else

I wanted to discuss with you

about Charlie's behavior.

What about it?

Would you

wait for a moment

please, Milady?

Thank you.

[pill bottle rattling]

I wanted to speak to

you about these.

Charlie has been drawing

some disturbing imagery

in his books.

The children sketch

in these all the time

despite my requests for them

to keep the margins tidy.

But these I found

particularly troubling.

I thought there may be cause

to raise these with you

considering what Charlie

has been through

and the nature of

his father's passing.

No, no. That's all in the past

Charlie has moved on

from that. We both have.

I think you should take a look.

[melancholy music]

I'm concerned that these

may be images of demons, Milady.

Has Charlie mentioned

any nightmares

or voices at all?

Thank you for bringing this

to my attention, Ms. Hawthorn.

Can I keep these?

Sit down.

[pill bottle rattling]

Would you like

to tell me about this?

I've already explained.

He was talking about Father.

This is not a discussion

about you hitting that

other boy, Charlie.

It's a discussion about these.

My drawings?

Yes, Ms. Hawthorn

brought them to my attention.

She was concerned.

And to be frank, I am too

What is this?

It's just my friend.

I like to draw. That's all.

I will return in a moment.

[suspenseful music]

I don't believe it

[door closes]

[suspenseful music]

[door opens, closes]

[suspenseful music]

Mother.

I heard a noise.

What happened?

Did you do this?

No.

Did you ask Mrs. Gray

to break the lock

so you could

go down there again?

-Mother, no, I didn't.

-Charlie, I'm warning you!

[tense music]

James?

Mother, what is it?

Mother.

Mother, what is it?

Nothing. Charlie. It's nothing.

James. No.

What's going on?

Stay there, Charlie.

Do you hear me?

Stay there.

James!

[suspenseful music]

James!

[suspenseful music]

Why are you doing this?

[crows cawing]

[suspenseful music]

James.

[leaves crackling]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

[thud]

[click]

[paper rustling]

[suspenseful music]

[paper rustling]

"Grace, the things

in this house I have seen."

"It's not safe."

"Believe me.

Please, believe me."

"It's not safe. Stay away."

"It watches me all..."

"Believe me. Believe me.

It is not safe. Stay away."

[paper rustling]

[suspenseful music]

Charlie.

Charlie?

Charlie. Have you...

[dramatic music]

Charlie!

He just wouldn't stop talking

about Father. Then...

[Grace] Charlie!

Charlie, get back upstairs

this instant.

No, I need to be here.

Oh, Charlie, please

listen to me.

You must come upstairs.

It isn't safe down here.

But nowhere is safe.

Everyone thinks we are cursed.

Everyone leaves me. I hate it.

I hate how it makes me feel.

Charlie, please listen to me.

No. Why should I?

[growling]

Get away from him!

Charlie I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you've been

feeling this way,

but you must listen to me.

There is something down here.

I know.

There's always been

something down here.

It's been my friend.

Remember?

You couldn't see him before.

But you can now.

[dramatic music]

[roaring]

I don't know if that thing

has been talking to you.

But whatever it is,

it's not your friend.

-But I've...

-Leave now!

-[growling]

-Go and find the constable.

I... I don't understand.

I think it k*lled your father

and it k*lled Uncle Thomas.

Thomas fell. That was,

that was just an accident.

No! No, it wasn't.

That thing is not your friend

It is a monster, Charlie.

And you cannot trust it.

[roaring]

Go! Now!

I don't want to leave you.

You must!

I'll be right behind you.

Go, go, go, go!

No!

[roaring]

Oh, f*ck!

-[snarling]

-[panting]

[dramatic music]

[screams]

[dramatic music]

[door closes]

[suspenseful music]

[banging]

[panting]

[dramatic music]

[banging]

[screaming]

[banging]

[creature growling]

[door creaking open]

[snarling]

[clicking]

[clattering]

[roaring]

[clattering]

Leave us alone!

[roaring loudly]

[dramatic music]

[banging]

-Help!

-[glass breaking]

[panting]

Charlie? Charlie,

are you in there?

Yes, I'm here. Mother.

Are you all right?

Fine, I'm fine.

I'm fine, Charlie.

[Charlie] I want to come out.

No, no. You mustn't come out.

You need to stay safe.

I want to help you.

Mother!

[lock clicks]

I'm sorry, Charlie.

I'll come back for you.

[growling]

[Charlie] I think

you need to trap it.

-What?

-[Charlie] In the basement.

You have to trap it

in the basement.

It told me it wanted

to get out. I didn't realize.

[growling]

The basement it is.

You want to get to him?

Go through me first, I dare you!

[roaring loudly]

[door slams shut]

[panting]

-[door banging]

-[roaring]

-[door banging]

-[roaring]

[snarling]

[knife shings]

[music subsides]

-[door opens]

-[gasps]

[creature clicking]

[soft growling]

-[growl]

-[yelps]

[clicking]

[growling]

[clicking]

[growling]

[suspenseful music]

[growling]

[growling]

[growling]

[dramatic music]

-[thud]

-[screams]

-[clicking]

-[high-pitched laugh]

[growling]

[clicking]

[growling]

[faint growling]

[dramatic music building]

[screams]

[roaring]

[panting]

[growling]

[growling]

[clicking]

[growling, roaring]

You will never

hurt my son again!

[clicking]

Leave us alone!

I said leave us alone!

-[snarling]

-[screaming]

[silence]

[footsteps approaching]

[door creaks open]

Come out now, young Master.

Ms. Gray, what's been going on?

She will need you now.

[unsettling music]

Mother! [gasps]

Mother, are you alright?

Oh. Charlie.

I'm alright.

I think it's gone.

I think we're safe.

I thought something

had happened to you.

It's been so long.

I'm sorry, Charlie.

I should've listened to you.

I should have.

I'll always be here

for you, Charlie.

Always.

We can talk about your father.

We can talk about Thomas,

anything you need.

I understand now.

Mother, your hand.

[suspenseful music]

It doesn't hurt.

[suspenseful music]

[door opens]

Milady.

I trust you are well.

Well enough. Thank you.

I'm scared, Mother.

My darling boy, it's over now.

No need to be scared.

Shall I prepare some supper?

You must be hungry.

Yes, please, Mrs. Gray.

And there were a letter.

An inquiry from

someone interested in

purchasing the property.

Throw it away, Mrs. Gray.

This is our home now

Very good, Milady.

Everything's going

to be just fine.

[suspenseful music]

[door creaks]

[door closes]

["The Widow's Lament" playing]

[song ends]