Whatever cursed thing roams here can't kill us.
I could offer you money?
So, a spa hotel? Yeah.
He said he found a hidden riddle from Elizabeth.
It'll be my portrait on that wall and not some fucking imposter!
She came and asked me about getting a divorce.
I thought I finally knew why I was here.
I thought you were guiding me.
Please tell me they didn't chop off your hand.
(SCREAMS)
Yes!
Ah Miss Whitby, thank god you're back.
Bart's breakfast yesterday morning was an absolute fucking joke.
The punchline was me wishing for my own death
on the toilet this morning.
I tried my best!
I think our visitor has left a note.
Give it to me!
Dear Beaucrofts, by the time you read this, I will be gone.
Goodbye and fuck you.
Gabe. Jesus!
Finally! Right?
Gabe! Yes! You're still here!
Shut up! Why do you smell like that?
Bart, listen to me, I really need your help.
No-one can know that I am here.
You can't tell anybody.
I-I have to be smart about this.
Oh, don't worry, I'm really good at keeping secrets!
Like, I haven't told a soul that Elizabeth wanted to divorce
you apart from Miss Whitby.
We don't know that yet. Bart, listen.
Liz's coffin is empty.
Her body...
Her body is gone.
Someone has moved her.
I-I don't know if it was jealousy or spite
or because she was estranged.
I don't know. No, no, no, no.
This-this is bad. This is really bad!
What are you talking about?
When the dead aren't happy, they will not rest.
What? She wanted a divorce.
Now she's risen from the grave.
What the hell did you do to my sister?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no!
Bart, Bart, Bart, Bart, I didn't do shit. OK?
Your sister and I, yes, we had our problems
but we loved each other.
This is not supernatural Bart.
Somebody has moved her.
You-you said Quincy has been acting weirdly, right?
You shouldn't be here.
Bart? Where're you going, Bart?
You'll draw her to the house. Bart, stay here.
Bart, Bart, Bart, get back now.
Look.
A lady in the village gave me this, huh?
It might look nice on you.
Here we are, darling.
Where're you going?
Bart!
So, he didn't leave.
Oh, if he's still sniffing around,
we'll have to move you.
Come on!
Hey, is this seat taken?
Er, only in the sense of basic manners.
How's your head?
Got pretty crazy in here last night, didn't it?
Seems like the villagers came into some money.
When's your family gonna start listening to you, huh?
I'm sorry do...
do we know each other?
Hair of the dog, Xanthe?
Two, thank you.
Bart?
What did they do with you?
Come on, girl! Come on, for God's sake!
If you need any more help from me,
I'll be in the stables.
Yes, yes, yes. Now, fuck off.
(STRANGE SOUNDS)
Help, help me, Baby.
Help me, Baby.
Gabe, please help me.
Liz! Liz!
(SCREAMS)
Mm! Oh, my god.
Don't you just love these pig skin crunchy things?
Pork scratchings.
You don't have those in America? No, sure.
But these have the little hairs on still.
If you had told me
I would come to England
and be sitting with a real live Beaucroft,
oh my god.
I would have died.
Right.
So, what are you doing here?
You're just visiting or...
I'm a bit of a history nut.
It all started with the royals.
Drama!
Then I became hooked on all the old world families.
And they're all super-interesting.
But the Beaucroft ancestry, wow-wee, what a ride!
And you're all still clinging on.
What is your secret?
Maybe we just don't like dying.
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
So sorry about your sister.
How are you doing?
We... we're getting by, thank you.
Well, that's what your family has always done, hasn't it?
I mean, take your great, great, great, great uncle Edwin
and his triumph at the battle of Gorse Moor.
What a genius military mind!
He boiled his prisoners alive.
He was a homicidal maniac.
He was a good man, Xanthe!
Sorry, I'm actually feeling a little fragile today.
I'm just such a huge fan of this stuff.
Yeah.
But you know who's the most...
intriguing Beaucroft to me?
I'm sitting with her.
That's very kind, thank you.
So, your Grandfather Bertie was erm a keen diarist, right?
Yeah.
He scribbled away until he...
Yeah.
Dementia's a real bitch of a disease.
What I wouldn't give to read any of his anecdotes,
musings, riddles.
Just to be able to see his handwriting, well,
that would be just so-so special to me.
I'm afraid that's just not possible.
But...
was there something in particular you'd like to know?
No. Great.
It was lovely to meet you.
Is she OK?
She can't be anywhere near the house.
It's not safe.
You're going to tell me
what messed up shit
is going on here right now...
Miss Whitby.
Where is she, Miss Whitby?
Who?
My wife's coffin is empty, Miss Whitby.
Quincy couldn't lift his nutsack without your help.
Where is she, Miss Whitby?
Above any duty to anyone in this family...
I respect the wishes of the dead.
Hey!
There's no point in you going around accusing people!
I told you, the dead will rise again if they're unhappy!
Bart, listen to yourself!
Cecil Beaucroft!
Cecil Beaucroft on a hunt!
He was gored by the very stag he was stalking!
He got gored in his side!
He got gored in his stomach!
He got gored in his hand!
He got gored in his legs!
He got gored in the front of his head!
He got gored...
OK, OK, OK!
You could have just said he got gored!
He did! He got gored! And guess what?
He died...
and was laid to rest in the crypt.
And two weeks later...
guess who was seen in the woods alive?
I don't remember his name.
The-the guy who got...
The guy who was killed in this story.
Yes, Cecil Beaucroft.
Cecil. Yes, Cecil!
He was back! But he wasn't the same.
And he's not the only Beaucroft who's wandered those woods.
Help me, Gabe!
Liz?
Gabe, Gabe, Gabe, Gabe Help!
Help!
That's my wife!
Let me in, Aston! Let me in!
Open the fucking door.
What the fuck?
OK, Gabe, Gabe, this isn't what you think.
It's not what you think. No, no, no, no! No!
You took her out of her grave! You wouldn't understand!
What are you doing to her? This has nothing to do with you.
What are you doing to her? It's not Elizabeth, Gabe!
It's not Elizabeth! Help me, Gabe!
It's just... Please, just go, please.
Show me!
What the fuck is this?
This is Shelley.
Shelley?
I know that this may present as...
rather unorthodox, right.
She was my first love.
And of course...
being in the house again, we ran into each other.
When I laid eyes upon her, it was like the first time again.
Alright?
I need help.
I'm fucking it.
Oh.
Erm, OK.
So...
you... you've obviously repressed a lot.
Yeah.
And er...
I think you have a lot of weight
on your shoulders...
a lot of expectations.
Yes, I do.
So, yeah, erm...
if I were to settle on a diagnosis...
I'd say that this happened
probably because you've put...
so much energy into hiding who you are.
You've just gotta be you, man.
(LAUGHS)
You are good at this.
I know what I have to do now.
That's good, that's good. Oh?
It's just...
now that I have helped you.
I really need you to help me
find out why my wife's body
is not in her crypt.
We don't know.
No, we... Shelley?
We don't know.
You don't, huh?
No.
Well thank you, Gabe.
Erm...
So er, see you at dinner?
Xanthe!
Where is she?
OK, you fuckers.
Gabe!
(HITS GONG REPEATEDLY)
Hey fam, guess who's back?
Hungry?
Why do we have to wait for Aston?
Bart, manners.
(SIGHS)
Ah.
Good evening.
OK, we're all here.
So...
nobody is leaving this room until I find out what...
What the fuck is going on, Aston?
You know, I've thought about this moment for a long time.
Yeah, it isn't easy to explain.
So...
I'll just describe it, I think.
This is Shelley and she's my girlfriend.
No,
that's mummy's doll from her sewing room.
Gabe and I
have been having a bit of a heart-to-heart.
Oh, shit.
And, well, he's been helping me process some stuff.
And, let me tell you,
things are going to change around here.
Well, congratulations brother.
I mean, she's just your type.
Cold, lifeless and musty.
So, this is how our lineage withers out.
I'm under a lot of pressure!
And I've got a lot of weight on my shoulders.
Everybody, shut the fuck up!
Liz's body is not in the crypt.
Her coffin is empty.
And it was one of you arseholes who took her.
So, this little family dinner here
is about all of us starting to...
tell the truth.
Who wants to start?
Are you sure her coffin's empty?
Because, yeah, no offence Gabe, but you do seem a bit insane.
Perhaps it was one of the villagers.
They were rather pissed off.
The peasantry cannot come onto the estate unbidden.
It's not the villagers.
Huh.
(LAUGHS)
Cut this shit.
It was one of you.
And I don't know if it was out of jealousy...
or some twisted idea
about disloyalty...
or for some even more...
fucked up reason.
But it was somebody...
in this room!
She did go against you, didn't she uncle?
Oh please,
he can't even lift himself out of the bath.
How's he going to carry a body?
Well maybe he made you do it? Nobody makes me do anything!
Stop! Nobody here did it.
I told you, the dead don't rest if they're unhappy.
She was happy!
You know, Gabe,
if everyone's meant to be telling the truth
at this dinner,
you should tell them about the divorce.
She divorced you? No, no, no, no.
I've been there, buddy!
You will love again. She-she didn't want a divorce.
There is a misunderstanding. We are still married.
The dead have risen here before!
That's the truth! Truth?
Wh...what, like if someone gets gored by a stag,
then they dance out of their grave two weeks later?
I mean, how many fairy tales would you make us believe, uncle?
None of this is telling me where my wife's body is!
She was the owner.
We put her in the crypt...
without removing her hand.
Of course!
You see?
Oh dear, well what do we do then?
Do we burn some herbs and kick a live piglet to death?
That was something completely different.
Shut up, Xanthe!
It's not all nonsense and you know it!
I'm sorry and you know what's real and not real, do you?
And why don't you feed your girlfriend properly?
Stop it, stop it.
Fuck off!
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CRYING)
I had one job to do.
And that was to bring my wife home.
I'm sorry, baby.
I'm sorry.
I think it's time I spoke to Mr Stark alone.
Everybody, leave.
Mr Stark...
I'm going to tell you the truth...
the true truth.
I think you've noticed
that things here are...
different.
I've seen some things, yeah.
Because of our error
in failing to remove Elizabeth's hand...
she's lost.
Trapped, caught between this world and the next.
Doomed to wander the grounds for eternity.
But...
there's a way we can bring her back.
But it would all be up to you, Gabe.
For what I'm going to tell you to work...
you have to believe!
What?
Are you saying
we can get her back so she can rest in peace?
I'm not talking about bringing her body
back to the crypt.
We can bring her back from the dead...
back to life.
(LAUGHS)
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