Horror Rises from the Tomb (1973)

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France. Mid-15th century.

When superstition and ignorance

hold sway over all of Europe.

Men and women
accused of witchcraft

are ex*cuted at the stake.

On the gallows.
Or by the axman's blade.

Pestilence.
The most devastating plagues.

And w*r. With all the innumerable
calamities in its wake...

are not remotely as feared

as the dark power of Satan

and his sinister cout
of devils and sorcerers.

Alaric du Marnac,
you know the many evil deeds

for which this just tribunal
has condemned you.

You drank human blood.

You ate the flesh of people
both dead and alive.

You assisted black masses
with the blood sacrifices

of newborns and maidens.

You worshipped Satan, and you both
observed the Black Sabbath.

You are both vampires
and werewolves.

Because of that,
you will be decapitated,

and your heads and your bodies

will be buried in different places,
so that they can never be reunited.

I curse you, Armand du Marnac,
my despicable brother,

and you, Andre Roland.

You and your descendants will pay,
because I shall return.

I shall return!

b*stards!
I curse you forever!

You may finish our bodies,

but our spirits
will follow you forever!

And you, Andre Roland,

and you, Armand du Marnac,

who denied your own
flesh and blood,

you and your descendants
will suffer the worst tragedies,

and in one of your bloodline,
we will find our revenge!

You yourself...
you yourself...!

We'll be back for revenge!

b*stards! I curse you all!

ÇORROR RISES FROM THE TOMB

- Hugo! I didn't hear you come in.
- What happened to you, bohemian?

It's been almost two weeks
since you've shown any signs of life.

I don't know. I spend the whole day
in front of this canvas

trying to do something
new and different, but I can't.

Although it's only a sketch,
it's totally different from your style.

Yes, I have
this strange image in mind,

and I can't figure it out.

All I see is a pair of black eyes,

penetrating...
staring intensely.

Well, if you've fallen in love
with a pair of black eyes,

my visit is useless.

Always with your jokes.

Anyway, tell me why you came...
besides my whiskey.

- Paula's arrived.
- Where is she?

At Sylvia's.

- They're waiting for us.
- One second. I'm going to change.

You took so long,
you're lucky we didn't leave.

Traffic, you know.

We even got a ticket
for running a red light.

It was a wonderful afternoon.

We walked and walked,
and everything seemed new to me.

- Paris is extraordinary.
- Love changes everything.

- Right, Maurice?
- Of course.

Even though
my love has no hope.

For Paula, the newspaper
is more important than I am.

How many times
have I asked you to marry me?

Soon they will transfer me
to Paris,

but it would be too difficult
to leave my job in Germany right now.

Until Dimara comes back from Pakistan,
no one can replace me.

- Then...
- Well, Maurice.

Don't be sad, you can have me.

I don't know how long I've been
trying to marry Hugo, with no luck.

Look, Sylvia. I'm unbearable,
selfish, and too exclusive.

And you live for your patients.
If you married me,

you would have to dedicate
all your time to me.

Frankly,
I don't see you doing that.

And how do you know
what I like to do?

It's the Dilillans.
They said they were coming.

Those bores!

They didn't tell me
they were coming.

If I had known...

- She's a fantastic medium...
- She has amazing faculties.

She meets all the requirements,
and she can do everything...

reincarnation,
remote viewing, auras...

Yesterday, they took us
to the Pére-Lachaise cemetery,

and we put our hands
on the neck of the bust of Kardec.

That's a privilege
within the circle.

We have a meeting tomorrow.

I've never been to a spiritualism
session, and I would like to come.

Me too.

Come, then. I'll talk
to the people from the circle.

Don't tell me you believe
in that nonsense.

Spiritualism is a wives' tale
made up by some con artists

to rob people, I tell you.

You shouldn't talk like that.
If you're going to...

In the session,
you'll change your mind.

You can be sure of that.

I'll go, then. And we'll see.

And I have an idea, Maurice.

I'll ask Alaric du Marnac
to show himself.

According to the legend,
his head was buried somewhere

close to the ruins
of the monastery on my land.

I'll ask him to tell me where it is,
and maybe we'll find him.

Try it.

I'd like to summon
Mabille De Lancré.

- Mabille De Lancré?
- Yes.

She was Alaric's partner.
She was also found guilty.

And after torturing her,
they k*lled her.

Tradition has it her grave is also
somewhere in the Marnac's land.

Right, Hugo?

Good old Alaric
will clarify that for us.

Keep in mind that
for the session to be successful,

you have to give yourself
without mental reservation.

I'm sure Hugo will lose all his...

let's say, sense of humor...

once he meets
Madame Irina Komarova, our medium.

Then we agree, right?
We're all going.

- Don't count me in.
- But Maurice...

It's no use, Paula,
don't insist.

Well, I'll come. It's an experience
I don't want to miss.

Alaric du Marnac, is that you?

Yes, it's me.
What do you want from me?

I want to know where
you are resting, Alaric du Marnac.

There will never be peace for me...

while my severed head
is not joined with my body.

Where were you buried,
Alaric du Marnac?

My executioners condemned me
to wander eternally in the shadows

by burying my head
in the cloister of the decapitated

and my body
in the crypt of the monastery,

next to my faithful Mabille.

Alaric...

I command you, materialize!

I repeat, Alaric.

If everything is favorable,

materialize!

Madame Irina!

Everything was a fraud.

Tricks.
And old tricks, by the way.

The voice, a tape recording.

The candelabra was moved...

I don't know,
probably with strings...

and she was far away, and it was
easy for her to manipulate it.

And the signs that appeared
on the medium's neck?

They were fingers, as if someone
had tried to strangle her.

Makeup, maybe.

And look how fast
they took her out of the room.

They didn't even
let Sylvia examine her.

Hugo's explanation seems accurate.

The whole thing
was probably a trick,

in which our own superstition
played a decisive role...

although I don't rule out
some supernatural phenomenon.

If it was a trick,
how did Irina know...

that the cloister
and the monastery existed?

Or don't those places
exist on your land?

Of course they exist.
But someone could've told her.

Incredible.

You look like scared
and superstitious old ladies.

Everything that's happened
is very strange.

I know what we'll do.
We'll go to Villas de Sade.

We'll search among
the ruins of the old cloister.

That way, we'll lay
all doubts to rest.

- Don't you agree?
- It's a great idea.

That way, you'll be able to rest.
I take it you'll come, right?

- Of course.
- Well!

What's happened
to make you change so much?

You wouldn't believe it
if I told you.

To tell you the truth,
I needed a vacation.

I was sick of the clinic
and of Paris.

Be prepared to be uncomfortable.

People in these mountains live
the way they did two centuries ago.

Has it been long
since you were last here?

Years. But the guard
writes me every once in a while.

I hope the chalet my father built
is still habitable.

Watch out!

You girls stay here.

- I wonder what happened to him.
- He must be hurt. How terrible!

Stop! Don't move!

Let go!

- Are you okay?
- I'm fine.

- My God, how scary!
- I don't think anything's broken.

The car was the one
that ended up damaged.

It's the radiator.
We can't continue.

They made it.

It was lbea's shotgun.
He never misses.

That one already
paid for his crimes.

Now it's this one's turn.
Do we hang him here or in town?

Here. The faster you finish
the scoundrels, the better.

Good evening, folks.
My name is André Govar.

I reckon you got lost
around here.

It's been a long time since
we've seen strangers in these mountains.

It's also a shame
that you met these two.

We were going to Villas de Sade,
when they assaulted us.

They're two criminals
who were trying to escape.

They k*lled a whole family
to rob them,

the parents and four children.

The youngest one
was a few months old.

But we're going to give them
what they deserve.

Go on.

I shot him between the eyes,
and he never knew what hit him.

The best shotgun in town.

He puts the b*llet
right where he looks. This guy...

We would like to continue our trip.

Do you have another car
by any chance?

Hey, Pierre!

Bring the Citroen from town.

Okay.

I'll give it to Lizeth.
It will be a nice souvenir.

You know the scum that did it.

They'll be here in half an hour.

In the meantime, let's talk about
the price of the car you're going to buy.

How much do you want for it?

Let's say... three thousand.

You know, it's hard
to find a car around here.

All right. It's okay.

Okay, now,
we're going to hang that guy.

I'm sorry to subject you
to such a spectacle,

but that's the way
things go sometimes.

What are you going to do?
You don't have the authority!

Oh? You don't consider this
authority enough?

You're a little
ungrateful, mister.

I'm helping you and...

That was outrageous! Absurd!

How is it possible
for something like this to happen?

We wandered into a day of reckoning!

We should be happy.
We only lost 3000 francs and the car.

But those people!
We have to report them.

The authorities
must know about it.

You can't just k*ll like that
and go unpunished.

They probably deserved it.

- I thought they were going to k*ll us.
- Me too.

That's why
I'm saying we should be happy.

Even so, we have to report them.

People protect one another here,

and the law of silence is sacred.

- Good morning, Gaston.
- Good morning, sir.

Good morning, everyone.

Gaston, you will take us
to the cloister this afternoon,

and tomorrow we'll explore
the galleries of the monastery.

Sir, I wouldn't like
to go to the monastery.

But why? I don't understand.

You haven't come here in many years,
and you don't know what goes on.

What's going on?

It's not a good place, sir.

More than one person
has gone to the galleries...

and never, ever returned.

They say there's a buried treasure,
and that's why they went.

But now, no one dares.

- The devil... is loose there.
- Stop talking nonsense.

Nobody did anything to those
who entered the ruins.

They simply got lost in the labyrinth
of galleries and crypts.

But I have a map.

Okay, sir.
I'll do as you say.

And see if you can find
a guy to help us.

The area I want to remove is wide.

I'll go to town and try to find
somebody. But it won't be easy.

You know that all the land
close to the monastery...

Yes, I know, the devil is loose.
But in this life, everything has a price.

Give them whatever
is necessary, but find them.

- And by this afternoon.
- Yes, sir.

Listen, Hugo. Why don't we leave
everything alone and go back home?

What nonsense is this?
After coming all this way?

Suppose we find the treasure
the locals talk about.

And you guys?

You're not going to get
cold feet, are you?

It's not about that.

But I would also rather
leave it alone.

Well, do you think
we're going to find the famous head?

- Maybe.
- Okay, fine, I'll go myself.

- I don't need you.
- We'll go with you.

We started this
stupid adventure together,

and we'll finish it together.

Gaston, if we find the treasure,
I'll marry your daughter Elvira.

And I'll keep Chantal.
She's a little fatter.

They say there's
a lot of gold buried around here.

And I assume it will be
for all of us, huh, old man?

There are no treasures here.

And if you keep talking nonsense,
I'm going to hit you in the head!

- Is there a problem, Gaston?
- No, sir. We're just talking.

It would be very difficult to find
something buried centuries ago.

Here, help me!

Dig. Come, dig here!

"My nourishment will come
from the human heart.

"Red, palpitating, and lowly.

"1454"

Let's open it.

- It's impossible.
- Let's take it with us.

We'll find a blowtorch
in town tomorrow.

Okay, let's take it to the car.

Tomorrow we'll try to fix
the electricity. I don't like candles.

If it hasn't been used in so long,
we may not be able to.

Hugo, why don't we put
the chest back where it was?

I can't help it,
I have a bad feeling.

Stop it, Maurice!
You're acting like a scared child.

We'll open the chest tomorrow
and regardless of what it has inside,

nothing will happen.

Come on, open the door.
And don't make any noise.

Old Gaston has a very good ear.

- Wait.
- And his house is very close.

- Come on.
- Wait.

Open the door!

- What if we play a joke on the girls?
- A joke?

Can you imagine if we went
in their bedrooms covered with a sheet?

No, I guess it's not funny.

Good night.

Okay.

Help me with this.

Let's see.

We got it.

"Asta... Astaroth".

I knew you would come,
you filthy thieves!

Gaston, you're not thinking
we wanted to keep it, are you?

We've always been friends.

I don't think it's worth it
for something like this.

If the treasure had been there,
we would've shared it with you.

You can be sure.

You k*lled him.

Open the door!
Open the door!

Please!

Open the door!

My father. They k*lled him.

They k*lled him.

I woke up and didn't find him
in his bedroom.

So I went in,
and his g*n was gone.

I looked for him...

and found him in the shed.

- Dead.
- Let's go.

There's another man dead.
Smashed.

He's one of the guys
that dug up the chest.

- The chest!
- It's gone.

It's incredible!

I don't understand how something
like this can happen in this day and age!

Come on, Maurice, calm down.

I tried to talk again with the mayor,
and he didn't even see me.

The doctor and the police, either.

Everybody in town
seems mute and deaf.

The children
even threw rocks at me!

I went for a telephone,

and the explanation I got
sounded more like a threat.

They said the storm knocked down
the posts and the lines are not working.

- Imagine.
- But there were two homicides here.

We had to get rid of the bodies.

We have to leave.
We have to report it.

We are directly affected.

Well, man, that "day of reckoning"
didn't matter to you,

and it was as serious as this.

It's not the time to argue.
It's time to get the hell out of here.

How? We don't have gas,
and we're not likely to find any.

This is a trap, Hugo!

Between the marsh and the mountains,
escape is impossible.

And there's something else
besides.

I gave Claude, the town drunk,
a little money...

and he gave me some information.

Gaston was already ostracized.

He lived on Marnac land,
and apparently that's enough.

However, they tolerated him.

Trouble came when he went to town
looking for men...

and told them his master was here.

That's why he only
found those two criminals.

No one else wanted to come with him.

- The legend.
- Exactly.

In town they believe that
our arrival will bring calamity.

They may try to k*ll us.

Maybe.

And if we don't try to cross
the mountains by foot,

we could also die of hunger.

We only have provisions
for four days.

We'll find a solution.

God damn the moment
we got involved in all this!

- Can I help you?
- Thanks, it's not necessary.

- Good night, then.
- Good night.

Chantal, are you there?

- And Elvira? How is she?
- Fine.

I gave her a sedative
to make her sleep.

It's horrible.

Paula's gone.

And poor Chantal... Only a monster
could have done something like that.

It's all your fault!
You got us into this hell!

Are you crazy?
We have to stick together now!

- Stop it!
- Let me go.

Paula.

My God,
what did they do to you?

No.

No, don't come near me.

This blood...

Take this blood away.

I'm alone.

Completely alone.

You still have me, Elvira.

I'm afraid.

You used to be afraid
when we were kids, too.

And you would come to me,
remember?

Yes.

You love her very much, right?

I have only loved one woman.

Maurice, come.

Maurice, come to me.

- And Elvira? Is she calm?
- She's sleeping.

And Maurice? Where is he?

I don't know.
I think he went out.

I'm going to look for him.

It's almost dusk,
and anything can happen.

Poor guy. He's all alone.

Hugo went to look for you.
And he's very worried about you.

You, Maurice Roland...

who have the blood of my enemies,

will serve me
and help me fulfill my revenge.

Tonight, my faithful partner,

Mabille de Lancré...

will return.

And in seven full moons,

when the astral convergence
is favorable,

we'll have maximum power,

and we'll exterminate
all who carry in their veins

the blood of those who ex*cuted us.

Then our hatred will be infinite
and the rest of mankind will tremble!

Paula. Maurice. Sylvia.
They all disappeared.

They are probably dead
and I have the feeling...

that a terrible danger
is also threatening us.

Now I know clearly
that I'm the only one to blame.

This place is cursed.
The whole region is.

I told my father many times,
"We have to go, we have to go".

But he never listened to me.

Deep down, he loved all this.

- He loved it too much.
- Elvira.

You have to save yourself.

Isn't there anyone in town, a friend
or a relative, who can help you?

No one.

No one ever wanted
to look at us or talk to us.

I have seen only misfortune.

Maurice Roland...

you will give me my body back.

For centuries,
it was separated from me,

causing my soul to wander
through a world of shadows.

Lift the tombstone
that covers it!

Mabille, my faithful partner,
you will return to me,

and our revenge will be fulfilled.

Maurice.

You two will serve us
during the day.

And once the seven moons have gone by
and the rite is carried out

you will be our master Satan's dish.

My father used to keep something
that, according to him,

would defend us
from what would someday...

rise from the tomb to destroy us.

Something evil and powerful
that would try to attack us.

- Do you know where it is?
- I think...

- I think he kept it in the well.
- Let's go. Let's look for it.

The hammers of Thor!

They were in the hands
of my ancestors for centuries.

How did your father get them?

I don't know. He never told me.

According to the legend,

with this talisman, they believed
they could defend themselves

from the devil and evil spirits.

Put it on. It may protect you.

Anything can happen
in this madness.

Daughter, my daughter.

Open up.

Dad! Dad!

Elvira! Elvira!

Don't open the door!
Stop it!

- Dad! Dad!
- Stand back!

Elvira! A log!

The fireplace!
The fireplace! A log!

Hurry up!

Come on, Elvira!

The lamp, quickly!

Maurice!
What happened to you?

It was horrible.

I wandered lost for hours.

Fortunately, I was able to take refuge
in a cave during the night.

Just when I despaired of ever
making it back, I saw the chalet.

But why?
Why did you do it?

I was desperate.

I was completely mad
over Paula's disappearance.

I decided to go to town
and look for her because...

I was sure they were
the ones who took her but I got lost.

Maurice, many things have happened,
horrible things that I cannot explain.

I want you to come with me
to the marsh.

There, you will see things
that your mind won't accept,

but that are as real as we are.

I'll explain later. First, we'll go
to the shed for an axe.

We need firewood.

You stay here.
It's going to be very unpleasant.

It's daytime already, so you'll be safe,
even if you stay by yourself.

We'll burn them
as soon as I find them.

Here they are.

Come, help me take them out.

We have to destroy them
so they won't come back.

Didn't you hear me?

Maurice, what are you doing?

Maurice, what happened?

And Hugo?

That monster took over.

He turned me
into my best friend's k*ller.

I don't know what other monstrosities
I committed under his orders.

I vaguely remember terrible things...

Dantesque.

- Hugo is dead. Dead.
- It wasn't me who k*lled him.

It was that damned freak!

But I swear
I'll give my life to destroy him.

Listen, Elvira.
That talisman is effective.

It liberated me from his influence
and made him run away.

We'll look for him in his den
and try to destroy him.

You loved Hugo.

And your father and your sister
were also k*lled by that monster.

Help me.

We have to finish him,

otherwise many innocent
people will meet an end...

far worse than death itself.

We must arrive at his refuge
during the day. But how?

We'll never find him
in that labyrinth of galleries.

The map! Hugo had a map.
It must be in his room.

"If the talisman of Thor...

"is put on the forehead
of the reincarnated evil spirit,

"he will be destroyed for good.

"During the day, these horrible
beings have no power.

"When the reincarnated
sorcerer is a female,

"these talismans
have no power over her.

"She will be destroyed forever
only if a woman with a pure soul

who is willing to give her life trying
pierces her heart with a silver needle".

A silver needle.

We have to find
something that may work.

First, we'll destroy
the bodies in the marsh.

Then, we'll look for that needle.

Stop! Not yet!

I'm hungry.
I want her heart.

No. We'll sacrifice her and the others
on the day of the main rite.

- Hurry up, then.
- Only that day!

Let's look for the food
that gives us life!

We shouldn't have come.
You know what that guy told us.

He's a drunk.
How can you believe him?

He would sell his soul to the devil
rather than come close to that place.

We'll be rich tomorrow.
Didn't you see?

When that guy paid me
what I asked for that piece of junk,

I saw how much he had.
A wad this big!

Then why didn't we
k*ll them in the forest?

It would've been easy to get rid
of the bodies without leaving a trace.

Well, that's in the past now.

Listen, do you know
what we're going to find in that house?

Jewelry, I'm sure... silver...
how should I know?

- They're moneybags.
- Are you sure?

Of course. Come on, let's go.

No, wait a little while. At night.
I don't dare during the day.

You don't dare?
Are you afraid now?

Have you ever had
any problems with me?

It's almost dawn
and they haven't attacked.

There must be a reason.

They must be saving us
for something important.

Yes, I remember something.

After seven moons, the final rite.

We should have tried yesterday.

We wouldn't have had time.

Night would have overtaken us.
Today is our chance.

They have enormous power.

We'll never be able
to defeat them here.

Elvira, let's not lose hope.
We must fight to the end.

There has to be a chance.

They'll attack any minute.

We have the talisman
and the silver needle.

Good always triumphs over evil.

And we have faith.
We'll defeat them.

Seven moons have gone by.

We'll capture them today.

When the supreme day arrives,

I want them completely prepared
for the sacrifice.

Maurice, my love.

- Paula!
- Maurice.

Please, don't go out there!

- Here, take it.
- I have to go. She needs me.

Paula.

Paula! Paula!
My God, what did I do?

Paula!

Alaric!

Mabille.

THE END