Labinak: They Are Almost Us (2025) Movie Script
Centuries ago
In the northern forests of this land,
a cult was born worshippers of Bhairawa,
The God of Chaos.
In the year 1935
An archaeologist once
discovered a temple in Indonesia
Then it vanished.
No one ever found it again.
Not even a trace remained.
They believed
That human flesh brings immortality.
Now They're hiding
behind power.
The Labinak clan is still alive.
They are among us.
Mom, look.
These people are so lucky.
They have beauty and smarts.
Could I ever be like them?
- Screw you!
- Hey.
I told you that's not nice.
Don't talk like that.
Sorry, Mom.
The driver was being a jerk.
Can't I even daydream in peace?
You shouldn't be using rude language.
Okay. Sorry, Mom.
It's letting up. Shall we go?
- Yeah.
- Come on.
Oh no.
Mom.
My bag's busted again.
Wait, okay?
Once I get some money,
I'll get you a new bag
and fix the leaky roof. Okay?
Why don't we have money, Mom?
We don't have it all,
but we've got each other.
Miss Najwa.
Do you remember me?
It doesn't seem like you do.
UNDERGRADUATE SCHOLARSHIP
GIVEN TO NAJWA AND IN I
Back in Jakarta, 16 years ago,
when you received that scholarship award,
I was there on the stage with you.
Wait, you're Miss Diana?
Oh, come on.
You're pretty forgetful for someone
who makes learning modules.
I'm sorry. You look so young.
The secret is a healthy diet,
working out, proper sleep, meditation,
-and also Botox
-and thread lifts.
You must be Yanti.
Yes, Ma'am.
Thank you.
You must be pretty brilliant
to have all those trophies.
Where do you want to go to college?
Jakarta has plenty of good universities.
Ms. Najwa. Our school is exclusive,
hiring only the best teachers
to educate children
of our foundation members.
We want to make a lasting impact
in the education field.
Teachers working at the foundation
will get fair wages,
comfortable accommodations,
and scholarships for their kids.
Sorry, I
I really hope you can accept this offer.
Considering our foundation
sponsored your studies 16 years ago.
Miss.
Give it some thought.
How long do you plan
to stay as an honorary teacher?
As for you, keep studying hard.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
SCHOOL GALLERY
ENROLLMENT REQUIREMENTS
EXTRACURRICULAR
Ms. Najwa.
Your kid takes after you in intelligence.
And we won't hesitate to support Yanti
with a scholarship for her school
and any university of her choice.
It's an opportunity for Yanti
to grow in a positive environment.
Well-educated, and well-connected.
Her future will surely be bright.
- Mom!
- Yanti?
Mom!
Mom! Mom!
My college savings.
Oh my God.
Mom.
What about my college later, Mom?
Mom!
My college savings.
My college savings, Mom.
UNDERGRADUATE SCHOLARSHIP
GIVEN TO NAJWA AND IN I
- Let me help.
- Okay.
I'll put it here.
RAPE CASE OF A FEMALE HONOR STUDENREMAINS A MYSTERY
IS JAKARTA TRULY SAFE?
You like it?
Thanks, Mom.
PUBLIC CEMETERY
Mister, is this the right way?
Yes. The gate is just up ahead.
TAP YOUR CARD HERE
SECURITY POSGOLDEN UMBRELLA FOUNDATION
Ms. Najwa, Yanti.
Welcome to your accommodations.
How was the ride over?
It was a smooth ride.
Why is there
a public cemetery sign at the front?
It's an old sign, but we left it there.
For safety reasons.
Yanti, this is now your house.
- Thank you Ma'am.
- Open it.
That's my mom, Oma Ina.
But we like to call her Pretty Oma.
I'm Lucius.
The foundation's director.
Hi.
That's Eva. My daughter.
I see. They'll be in the same class.
I just dropped by
to welcome you to our foundation.
- If you'll excuse me.
- Thank you, Sir.
Miss Najwa, this is Jodas.
He's like a counselor for the students.
Also known as
the school's ghost whisperer.
Ghosts?
Just kidding. There are no ghosts here.
Only dissociative episodes
triggered by stress or certain situations.
So if a student has an episode,
don't pray, bring them to me.
They're probably going through something.
I understand.
By the way, feel free
to use anything in the storage room.
Thank you.
GOLDEN UMBRELLA ACADEMY
This isn't some magic
or me being immune to pain or fireproof.
It was physics.
Now, can someone explain
why the fire didn't hurt me?
- No, Miss.
- No, Miss.
No one?
Because what caught fire wasn't my skin.
I have a group assignment for next week.
Get into groups of five
and make a presentation
on how to make fire,
but you can't use a lighter.
- Okay?
- Yes, Miss.
Thanks, Miss.
You're welcome.
- Thank you, Miss.
- No problem.
- Miss.
- Yes?
Sorry, is it okay if I don't join
the group project next week?
It's my grandpa's birthday.
All right, it's okay.
How old will your grandfather be?
He's turning 120. Thanks, Miss.
I wish your grandfather a happy birthday!
Miss?
Call me Ratih.
I teach Indonesian language.
I'm Najwa. I teach physics.
I know. I watched you teach.
You like the new home?
I'm still adjusting.
Let's talk later. I have to go.
Miss!
Wait.
First day period?
You're so kind.
Miss Najwa.
Do you have time?
What is it?
It's from Ms. Diana.
- Oh. Thank you.
- The sauce is delicious.
Are these
Are these for me?
Yes. From the foundation.
To help you with teaching.
Oh.
Hello, Ms. Najwa.
How was your day?
It went well.
What are you building here?
A special cattle farm.
You've heard of Kobe beef?
Tender and high-quality?
I've been worried about
the declining meat quality
due to toxins, micro plastics, and such.
But for now,
it's only for the foundation's use.
By the way,
Does Yanti like the food and fruits
I sent over?
It was the best food we've ever had.
I'm glad to hear that.
I'll make sure
to send you organic food daily.
Thank you.
But isn't it illegal
to have a farm in a residential area?
It's true for open spaces.
But nothing says
you can't do it underground.
Oh, underground?
Ms. Najwa, need a lift?
We're headed the same way,
I might as well drop you off.
Okay, thank you.
Okay, so we just bought the buggy,
so if my driving
Is a bit awkward, I apologize in advance.
Okay.
Mom. Look.
Home theater.
Amazing, right?
Lots of cool stuff in the storage room.
Take a look.
Look. From my future stepdad.
What was that?
DECEMBER 20TH - 2023
A CHAT WITH YOU
SOUL
RATS - WEIRD NOISES
Labinak.
You lie upon a grave.
Thousands of white flowers scattered.
The sky above you is copper red.
Death is but a long sleep,
surrounded by a dance.
Najwa.
Najwa.
Go away!
What are you doing, Mom?
Can I sleep here tonight?
Why?
I'm feeling lonely.
Come here.
Ms. Najwa, could you fill out this survey?
It's just yes or no questions.
The psychological test should've been done
before you started teaching.
But because we recruited you,
It's just a formality.
Okay. Excuse me.
- No, no, no. Let me clean it.
- Ms. Najwa, no!
Don't cut your elf.
- Leave it to me.
- I'm sorry.
- Miss.
- Yes?
I found a journal book in the storage room
and I found this too.
Oh.
This is Ms. Sri.
She used to teach here.
But she moved abroad
for a higher income.
But in the journal I found,
she wrote some strange poems.
About death,
about souls,
and lots of numbers.
It feels like
it has something to do with me,
because I think my house is haunted.
Ms. Najwa.
I thought science was your thing.
I do believe in science, but
Invisible doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
Same goes for God, right?
Theology.
Well, then.
I'll make you lunch again tomorrow.
See you.
Ms. Diana doesn't believe in ghosts.
Poor thing,
she lives alone.
But you believe it, right?
I do.
But not everything we see is real.
Ghost sightings
could mean different things.
For example, it could be
a projection of unresolved trauma.
In other words, what we think is a ghost,
might not be a ghost at all.
See you.
I guess Jodas is right. It's not real.
You still need to be careful.
Ghosts are real.
Ms. Ratih.
Seeing Yanti happy living
in a place like this,
it feels unfair for me
to focus on stuff like this.
I should talk to Jodas.
Are you sure Jodas is a good person?
Mom!
Ms. Ratih?
Ms. Ratih?
- Mom.
- You're home?
Why did the power go out?
Must be the damn rats.
Eva.
Is everything here yours?
My mother's.
Wanna try it on?
Let me.
So pretty.
I'll post it and tag you.
Sure.
Does your mom mind if I use her lipstick?
She's gone.
When she took her own life,
she had that lipstick on.
When I held her,
she looked so beautiful.
But her body was cold.
I'm lonely.
But thankfully you're here.
It's like
having a sister.
Cheer up now.
Girls. I made some drinks for you.
Oma.
- Here you go.
- Thank you.
- Yanti.
- Thanks, Oma.
Eva, did you tell Yanti
about the vacation at our family villa?
Do you want to join us?
To the family villa.
Do you?
I'll ask my mom first.
Okay.
Did you do that homework?
- Which one?
- I'm stuck on this one.
- Where?
- This one.
You need a formula for this one.
See number four
Thanks for keeping me company, Ratih.
I'd feel bad not letting Yanti go.
Yeah.
Thank you.
The number you're calling is unavailable.
Najwa
Go away!
Najwa
Go away!
Najwa.
Go away!
Mom.
Yanti.
Wandering off again?
You're always home late.
I'm not wandering off, just outside.
Are you still not satisfied?
After we moved,
got you a solid education
in a good school,
you get to choose the college you want,
and with all these facilities?
I know I'm not rich, Yanti.
But is this not enough for you?
I got you something.
Mom!
Yanti. What's wrong?
There was a
Huh?
That's why you don't talk back to me.
This is what you get
Bad luck.
Mom.
Mom.
Mom!
ENJOY YOUR TRIP - I LOVE YOU
Are you gonna be okay by yourself?
You're burning up.
I'm okay. Ms. Ratih will keep me company.
Ms. Ratih? Is she your friend?
She's your Indonesian language teacher.
You should cut down playing on the phone.
A mom's hug is the safest
and most comforting place on earth.
I promise I'll make you proud.
Come on.
See you, Mom.
- Take care.
- I will.
Golden Umbrella Foundation is once again
offering national scholarships
for top-performing students
from less developed regions.
Not just for college students,
to commemorate their 50-year commitment
to education in Indonesia
You'll die!
Go away!
Go away!
Go away!
Go away!
YOU WILL DIE
- Ratih?
- Hello, Najwa.
Ratih?
The Indonesian language teacher.
Ms. Najwa.
Our school has no
Indonesian language teacher named Ratih.
I mean my old school.
I wanted to give you this. From Ms. Diana.
And some fruit.
Feel free to call me if anything comes up.
Excuse me.
- Thank you.
- Bye.
SRI RATIH
WHERE ARE YOU, RATIH? DON'T MESS WITH ME.
GOLDEN UMBRELLA ACADEMY
EDUCATION IS A BASIC HUMAN RIGHFOR EVERYONE
THE FOUNDATION'S DIRECTOR:
PROF. DR. LUSIUS THOMAS SUWANDI
SRI RATIH - INDONESIAN LANGUAGE TEACHER
A TEACHER VANISHED WITHOUT A TRACE
POLICE ARE STLL LOOKING FOR A TEACHER
NAMED SRI RATIH, MISSING FOR SEVERAL DAYS
Hello, Mom.
Yanti.
Hello, Ms. Najwa.
Hi, Eva. What are you guys doing?
We're reviewing makeup. Show her.
Eva has a lot of makeup, Mom.
I just curled my hair. Do I look good?
It's lovely.
Are you in your room at this hour?
Still feeling unwell?
No, I'm okay.
When are you coming home, Yanti?
In three days, Mom. You know this.
Ms. Ratih didn't show up?
I'm not sure.
She canceled, maybe Later.
When?
OPEN THE DOOR, I'M HERE
GET OUT!
Go away!
I'm not coming out! Go!
Go away!
Go away!
Sorry for the trouble.
I don't know where else to seek help.
Go ahead and eat
and take the pill.
No calls from Sri.
No texts from her either.
I got them.
I just have no idea where they all went.
Why didn't you tell me that
Sri and Ratih are the same person?
And she went missing
the day she went away from here.
Anyway,
I suppose you two are close.
I didn't realize
that Sri and Ratih are the same person.
You mentioned
that Sri's assessment results
came back terrible. Why is that?
She saw ghosts.
I understand what you are talking about.
If everything
that I saw was a hallucination,
and what I saw last night
wasn't some ghost,
why must that song come on?
Excellent question, Najwa.
The question is, out of hundreds of songs
recorded in your memory,
why that one specific song?
The faster you find the culprit,
the better.
And if your assessment results
come back terrible,
you will need to go home.
That night, 16 years ago.
I got back from my classes on foot.
It was late.
Pretty unusual of me.
Because I had to wait for my turn
to consult my thesis supervisor.
Breathe slowly, Najwa.
I'm here for you.
And you are safe.
A black jeep stopped.
A man with a lion mask got out.
And he pulled me into the car.
It was a fine car.
Leather seat and all.
Possibly someone in power.
That's why he got away with it.
If you were to meet the criminal,
would you recognize him?
I only got to see his pendant.
I was unable to defend myself.
I had a fever and forced myself
to attend my classes anyway.
You did what you could.
For you
and for Yanti.
Yanti.
She doesn't know about this.
Truth is just like the sun.
We can never hide from it.
Oh, Najwa.
I thought you would have it figured out.
That just like wealth,
intelligence could also be the end of you.
I've always liked Ratih. Loved her.
But how are we all supposed to get along?
We are all but humans.
We must always provide
what the King wants.
INDONESIAN ARCHIPELAGO'S
LOST SACRED CANNIBAL SECHave you decided which university
you'll study history at yet?
Good. Where then?
I don't mind studying in Jakarta.
Why?
Those are your top three universities
to study history.
Listen.
If you stay with us,
you can have it all.
What's the matter?
I can't reach my mom.
Maybe she's asleep.
Let's give it another try later.
Wake up!
Najwa.
Come here!
Come here! Follow me.
I am here.
Najwa
Come here!
Follow me.
Come in!
Come here!
VERY FIFIYou will die.
Yanti, listen to me carefully.
Me, my father,
and all your ancestors, Lucius,
we are all lineal descendants of the King
who worshiped Lord Bhairawa.
We are allowed
to take everything from our sacrifices.
Najwa will have
the responsibility carried out.
Dad.
Yanti, listen to me carefully.
Lucius, Eva, her grandmother,
and everybody else here,
they're all evil.
They're going to sacrifice us.
You need to get out of there, unnoticed.
Call the police.
I'll come for you.
I'll come for you.
An unwilling sacrifice will only weaken
Lord Bhairawa's enchantment.
One by one,
our members went mad or committed suicide
because I couldn't find
the perfect sacrifice.
For ten years we have failed.
Should we fail to deliver this year,
one of the King's lineal descendants
would need to die instead.
It could be you or me.
Or Eva.
We can't afford another failure.
The fiftieth sacrifice
has to be executed on time,
during a full moon.
Please wait, okay?
Help!
Help!
Please help me!
It's you, Najwa. Now or later?
Run, Najwa!
Where are you going, Najwa?
It's okay.
It's okay. He won't bite.
- No, Jodas. Stop!
- It's okay.
Bravo!
Bravo!
Bravo!
Here you go.
You may dig in.
Do you like it?
Yanti.
Do you like living with us?
My whole life, it's just been Mom and me.
I think this must be
how it feels to have a father.
I think it's time for you to have one.
Would you like to be part of this family?
Are you going to marry my mom?
We are going to sacrifice your mom.
No.
Let me go. I want to go home!
I want to see my mom!
Because our family is something special
and your mother
is just a mere human.
Eva.
Eva, help me!
You know what it feels like
to be separated from your mother!
Let me go!
That's enough.
Yanti?
Yanti?
Yanti!
Hello, Najwa.
Where's Yanti?
Oh, she's fine.
Healthy, smart, beautiful.
I want to see her.
There will be time for that.
She should be clear of any poison now.
So her meat should taste spectacular.
Lord Bhairawa grants us glory
and immortality for a reason.
It's imperative
that we take care of you humans.
And we also represent Lord Bhairawa
by feasting on the best sacrifice.
If you're not willing,
Lord Bhairawa will take
the King's descendant instead.
My offspring.
Sorry.
Our offspring.
It's been 50 years
since I established this society.
We've lived in the shadows upholding
our tradition for far too long.
But soon enough,
we will be embracing a new era.
Today,
we are welcoming my granddaughter, Yanti.
She is set to kill her mother
as the highest offering to Bhairawa,
our glorious, merciful God.
Labinak!
Jodas.
Please, Jodas.
Please don't. Help me, Jodas.
Go ahead.
Sacrifice your mother, my child.
For your new God.
Me.
Bhairawa.
Yanti, no.
Yanti.
Yanti, please. Please don't. I love you.
Yanti, no, wake up! Don't do this, Yanti!
Yanti.
Wake up.
Wake up, Yanti.
I love you, Yanti.
Thanks, Mom.
We're finally going to Jakarta.
Are you happy?
Thank you, Mom.
Your hug is the coziest
and safest place on earth.
Yanti! The rope, Yanti!
Yanti. Find a locker that fits you.
I'm not going without you.
Najwa!
We can't go our own ways, please!
Yanti, go hide.
Najwa
Don't you feel happy
seeing Yanti's life now?
A mother should be
A sacrifice for her child.
How could someone
as smart as you not understand?
Huh?
I will do to you what you did to me!
I will do to you what you did to me!
- No. No! Yanti!
- Mom!
Let me go!
- Let me go!
- Mom! Mom!
Yanti! Let me go!
Let me go!
- No, No!
- No, Please don't!
- Yanti!
- Mom!
- No. No! Yanti!
- Mom!
Mom!
Don't kill her.
Kill me.
Kill me!
Please, Sir.
Please.
You can lock me up
for the rest of my life.
Just let me be with my mom.
Sir, I'm begging you.
I don't need luxury goods.
I don't need to live in a mansion,
I don't need any of it!
I don't care about college,
I just want to be with my mom!
Yanti
I'm nothing without my mom.
Sacrifices must be made, my child.
Your mother
- Sir.
- Will be freed.
And the entire family will be safe
as long as
you're willing to replace your mother.
Yanti, no.
No.
I'm willing to replace my mother.
What's that?
Yanti
I'm willing to replace my mother.
Lucius.
Take care of Yanti.
Mom!
Yanti, listen to me.
I've been living a happy life
with you and that's enough.
Now it's your turn to be happy.
Chase your dreams.
No.
And one day when they would come true,
you must always remember who you are.
Mom, you can't do this! Please no!
Mom!
Mom!
Mom, I'm so sorry.
Mrs. Stella, Mr. Ridwan,
welcome to our property.
How was the trip?
- It was pleasant.
- Wonderful.
I think I saw a public cemetery nearby.
It's me.
I need a favor.
You're hungry, aren't you?
It's been a while since
you've had a proper meal. Come over here.
In the northern forests of this land,
a cult was born worshippers of Bhairawa,
The God of Chaos.
In the year 1935
An archaeologist once
discovered a temple in Indonesia
Then it vanished.
No one ever found it again.
Not even a trace remained.
They believed
That human flesh brings immortality.
Now They're hiding
behind power.
The Labinak clan is still alive.
They are among us.
Mom, look.
These people are so lucky.
They have beauty and smarts.
Could I ever be like them?
- Screw you!
- Hey.
I told you that's not nice.
Don't talk like that.
Sorry, Mom.
The driver was being a jerk.
Can't I even daydream in peace?
You shouldn't be using rude language.
Okay. Sorry, Mom.
It's letting up. Shall we go?
- Yeah.
- Come on.
Oh no.
Mom.
My bag's busted again.
Wait, okay?
Once I get some money,
I'll get you a new bag
and fix the leaky roof. Okay?
Why don't we have money, Mom?
We don't have it all,
but we've got each other.
Miss Najwa.
Do you remember me?
It doesn't seem like you do.
UNDERGRADUATE SCHOLARSHIP
GIVEN TO NAJWA AND IN I
Back in Jakarta, 16 years ago,
when you received that scholarship award,
I was there on the stage with you.
Wait, you're Miss Diana?
Oh, come on.
You're pretty forgetful for someone
who makes learning modules.
I'm sorry. You look so young.
The secret is a healthy diet,
working out, proper sleep, meditation,
-and also Botox
-and thread lifts.
You must be Yanti.
Yes, Ma'am.
Thank you.
You must be pretty brilliant
to have all those trophies.
Where do you want to go to college?
Jakarta has plenty of good universities.
Ms. Najwa. Our school is exclusive,
hiring only the best teachers
to educate children
of our foundation members.
We want to make a lasting impact
in the education field.
Teachers working at the foundation
will get fair wages,
comfortable accommodations,
and scholarships for their kids.
Sorry, I
I really hope you can accept this offer.
Considering our foundation
sponsored your studies 16 years ago.
Miss.
Give it some thought.
How long do you plan
to stay as an honorary teacher?
As for you, keep studying hard.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
SCHOOL GALLERY
ENROLLMENT REQUIREMENTS
EXTRACURRICULAR
Ms. Najwa.
Your kid takes after you in intelligence.
And we won't hesitate to support Yanti
with a scholarship for her school
and any university of her choice.
It's an opportunity for Yanti
to grow in a positive environment.
Well-educated, and well-connected.
Her future will surely be bright.
- Mom!
- Yanti?
Mom!
Mom! Mom!
My college savings.
Oh my God.
Mom.
What about my college later, Mom?
Mom!
My college savings.
My college savings, Mom.
UNDERGRADUATE SCHOLARSHIP
GIVEN TO NAJWA AND IN I
- Let me help.
- Okay.
I'll put it here.
RAPE CASE OF A FEMALE HONOR STUDENREMAINS A MYSTERY
IS JAKARTA TRULY SAFE?
You like it?
Thanks, Mom.
PUBLIC CEMETERY
Mister, is this the right way?
Yes. The gate is just up ahead.
TAP YOUR CARD HERE
SECURITY POSGOLDEN UMBRELLA FOUNDATION
Ms. Najwa, Yanti.
Welcome to your accommodations.
How was the ride over?
It was a smooth ride.
Why is there
a public cemetery sign at the front?
It's an old sign, but we left it there.
For safety reasons.
Yanti, this is now your house.
- Thank you Ma'am.
- Open it.
That's my mom, Oma Ina.
But we like to call her Pretty Oma.
I'm Lucius.
The foundation's director.
Hi.
That's Eva. My daughter.
I see. They'll be in the same class.
I just dropped by
to welcome you to our foundation.
- If you'll excuse me.
- Thank you, Sir.
Miss Najwa, this is Jodas.
He's like a counselor for the students.
Also known as
the school's ghost whisperer.
Ghosts?
Just kidding. There are no ghosts here.
Only dissociative episodes
triggered by stress or certain situations.
So if a student has an episode,
don't pray, bring them to me.
They're probably going through something.
I understand.
By the way, feel free
to use anything in the storage room.
Thank you.
GOLDEN UMBRELLA ACADEMY
This isn't some magic
or me being immune to pain or fireproof.
It was physics.
Now, can someone explain
why the fire didn't hurt me?
- No, Miss.
- No, Miss.
No one?
Because what caught fire wasn't my skin.
I have a group assignment for next week.
Get into groups of five
and make a presentation
on how to make fire,
but you can't use a lighter.
- Okay?
- Yes, Miss.
Thanks, Miss.
You're welcome.
- Thank you, Miss.
- No problem.
- Miss.
- Yes?
Sorry, is it okay if I don't join
the group project next week?
It's my grandpa's birthday.
All right, it's okay.
How old will your grandfather be?
He's turning 120. Thanks, Miss.
I wish your grandfather a happy birthday!
Miss?
Call me Ratih.
I teach Indonesian language.
I'm Najwa. I teach physics.
I know. I watched you teach.
You like the new home?
I'm still adjusting.
Let's talk later. I have to go.
Miss!
Wait.
First day period?
You're so kind.
Miss Najwa.
Do you have time?
What is it?
It's from Ms. Diana.
- Oh. Thank you.
- The sauce is delicious.
Are these
Are these for me?
Yes. From the foundation.
To help you with teaching.
Oh.
Hello, Ms. Najwa.
How was your day?
It went well.
What are you building here?
A special cattle farm.
You've heard of Kobe beef?
Tender and high-quality?
I've been worried about
the declining meat quality
due to toxins, micro plastics, and such.
But for now,
it's only for the foundation's use.
By the way,
Does Yanti like the food and fruits
I sent over?
It was the best food we've ever had.
I'm glad to hear that.
I'll make sure
to send you organic food daily.
Thank you.
But isn't it illegal
to have a farm in a residential area?
It's true for open spaces.
But nothing says
you can't do it underground.
Oh, underground?
Ms. Najwa, need a lift?
We're headed the same way,
I might as well drop you off.
Okay, thank you.
Okay, so we just bought the buggy,
so if my driving
Is a bit awkward, I apologize in advance.
Okay.
Mom. Look.
Home theater.
Amazing, right?
Lots of cool stuff in the storage room.
Take a look.
Look. From my future stepdad.
What was that?
DECEMBER 20TH - 2023
A CHAT WITH YOU
SOUL
RATS - WEIRD NOISES
Labinak.
You lie upon a grave.
Thousands of white flowers scattered.
The sky above you is copper red.
Death is but a long sleep,
surrounded by a dance.
Najwa.
Najwa.
Go away!
What are you doing, Mom?
Can I sleep here tonight?
Why?
I'm feeling lonely.
Come here.
Ms. Najwa, could you fill out this survey?
It's just yes or no questions.
The psychological test should've been done
before you started teaching.
But because we recruited you,
It's just a formality.
Okay. Excuse me.
- No, no, no. Let me clean it.
- Ms. Najwa, no!
Don't cut your elf.
- Leave it to me.
- I'm sorry.
- Miss.
- Yes?
I found a journal book in the storage room
and I found this too.
Oh.
This is Ms. Sri.
She used to teach here.
But she moved abroad
for a higher income.
But in the journal I found,
she wrote some strange poems.
About death,
about souls,
and lots of numbers.
It feels like
it has something to do with me,
because I think my house is haunted.
Ms. Najwa.
I thought science was your thing.
I do believe in science, but
Invisible doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
Same goes for God, right?
Theology.
Well, then.
I'll make you lunch again tomorrow.
See you.
Ms. Diana doesn't believe in ghosts.
Poor thing,
she lives alone.
But you believe it, right?
I do.
But not everything we see is real.
Ghost sightings
could mean different things.
For example, it could be
a projection of unresolved trauma.
In other words, what we think is a ghost,
might not be a ghost at all.
See you.
I guess Jodas is right. It's not real.
You still need to be careful.
Ghosts are real.
Ms. Ratih.
Seeing Yanti happy living
in a place like this,
it feels unfair for me
to focus on stuff like this.
I should talk to Jodas.
Are you sure Jodas is a good person?
Mom!
Ms. Ratih?
Ms. Ratih?
- Mom.
- You're home?
Why did the power go out?
Must be the damn rats.
Eva.
Is everything here yours?
My mother's.
Wanna try it on?
Let me.
So pretty.
I'll post it and tag you.
Sure.
Does your mom mind if I use her lipstick?
She's gone.
When she took her own life,
she had that lipstick on.
When I held her,
she looked so beautiful.
But her body was cold.
I'm lonely.
But thankfully you're here.
It's like
having a sister.
Cheer up now.
Girls. I made some drinks for you.
Oma.
- Here you go.
- Thank you.
- Yanti.
- Thanks, Oma.
Eva, did you tell Yanti
about the vacation at our family villa?
Do you want to join us?
To the family villa.
Do you?
I'll ask my mom first.
Okay.
Did you do that homework?
- Which one?
- I'm stuck on this one.
- Where?
- This one.
You need a formula for this one.
See number four
Thanks for keeping me company, Ratih.
I'd feel bad not letting Yanti go.
Yeah.
Thank you.
The number you're calling is unavailable.
Najwa
Go away!
Najwa
Go away!
Najwa.
Go away!
Mom.
Yanti.
Wandering off again?
You're always home late.
I'm not wandering off, just outside.
Are you still not satisfied?
After we moved,
got you a solid education
in a good school,
you get to choose the college you want,
and with all these facilities?
I know I'm not rich, Yanti.
But is this not enough for you?
I got you something.
Mom!
Yanti. What's wrong?
There was a
Huh?
That's why you don't talk back to me.
This is what you get
Bad luck.
Mom.
Mom.
Mom!
ENJOY YOUR TRIP - I LOVE YOU
Are you gonna be okay by yourself?
You're burning up.
I'm okay. Ms. Ratih will keep me company.
Ms. Ratih? Is she your friend?
She's your Indonesian language teacher.
You should cut down playing on the phone.
A mom's hug is the safest
and most comforting place on earth.
I promise I'll make you proud.
Come on.
See you, Mom.
- Take care.
- I will.
Golden Umbrella Foundation is once again
offering national scholarships
for top-performing students
from less developed regions.
Not just for college students,
to commemorate their 50-year commitment
to education in Indonesia
You'll die!
Go away!
Go away!
Go away!
Go away!
YOU WILL DIE
- Ratih?
- Hello, Najwa.
Ratih?
The Indonesian language teacher.
Ms. Najwa.
Our school has no
Indonesian language teacher named Ratih.
I mean my old school.
I wanted to give you this. From Ms. Diana.
And some fruit.
Feel free to call me if anything comes up.
Excuse me.
- Thank you.
- Bye.
SRI RATIH
WHERE ARE YOU, RATIH? DON'T MESS WITH ME.
GOLDEN UMBRELLA ACADEMY
EDUCATION IS A BASIC HUMAN RIGHFOR EVERYONE
THE FOUNDATION'S DIRECTOR:
PROF. DR. LUSIUS THOMAS SUWANDI
SRI RATIH - INDONESIAN LANGUAGE TEACHER
A TEACHER VANISHED WITHOUT A TRACE
POLICE ARE STLL LOOKING FOR A TEACHER
NAMED SRI RATIH, MISSING FOR SEVERAL DAYS
Hello, Mom.
Yanti.
Hello, Ms. Najwa.
Hi, Eva. What are you guys doing?
We're reviewing makeup. Show her.
Eva has a lot of makeup, Mom.
I just curled my hair. Do I look good?
It's lovely.
Are you in your room at this hour?
Still feeling unwell?
No, I'm okay.
When are you coming home, Yanti?
In three days, Mom. You know this.
Ms. Ratih didn't show up?
I'm not sure.
She canceled, maybe Later.
When?
OPEN THE DOOR, I'M HERE
GET OUT!
Go away!
I'm not coming out! Go!
Go away!
Go away!
Sorry for the trouble.
I don't know where else to seek help.
Go ahead and eat
and take the pill.
No calls from Sri.
No texts from her either.
I got them.
I just have no idea where they all went.
Why didn't you tell me that
Sri and Ratih are the same person?
And she went missing
the day she went away from here.
Anyway,
I suppose you two are close.
I didn't realize
that Sri and Ratih are the same person.
You mentioned
that Sri's assessment results
came back terrible. Why is that?
She saw ghosts.
I understand what you are talking about.
If everything
that I saw was a hallucination,
and what I saw last night
wasn't some ghost,
why must that song come on?
Excellent question, Najwa.
The question is, out of hundreds of songs
recorded in your memory,
why that one specific song?
The faster you find the culprit,
the better.
And if your assessment results
come back terrible,
you will need to go home.
That night, 16 years ago.
I got back from my classes on foot.
It was late.
Pretty unusual of me.
Because I had to wait for my turn
to consult my thesis supervisor.
Breathe slowly, Najwa.
I'm here for you.
And you are safe.
A black jeep stopped.
A man with a lion mask got out.
And he pulled me into the car.
It was a fine car.
Leather seat and all.
Possibly someone in power.
That's why he got away with it.
If you were to meet the criminal,
would you recognize him?
I only got to see his pendant.
I was unable to defend myself.
I had a fever and forced myself
to attend my classes anyway.
You did what you could.
For you
and for Yanti.
Yanti.
She doesn't know about this.
Truth is just like the sun.
We can never hide from it.
Oh, Najwa.
I thought you would have it figured out.
That just like wealth,
intelligence could also be the end of you.
I've always liked Ratih. Loved her.
But how are we all supposed to get along?
We are all but humans.
We must always provide
what the King wants.
INDONESIAN ARCHIPELAGO'S
LOST SACRED CANNIBAL SECHave you decided which university
you'll study history at yet?
Good. Where then?
I don't mind studying in Jakarta.
Why?
Those are your top three universities
to study history.
Listen.
If you stay with us,
you can have it all.
What's the matter?
I can't reach my mom.
Maybe she's asleep.
Let's give it another try later.
Wake up!
Najwa.
Come here!
Come here! Follow me.
I am here.
Najwa
Come here!
Follow me.
Come in!
Come here!
VERY FIFIYou will die.
Yanti, listen to me carefully.
Me, my father,
and all your ancestors, Lucius,
we are all lineal descendants of the King
who worshiped Lord Bhairawa.
We are allowed
to take everything from our sacrifices.
Najwa will have
the responsibility carried out.
Dad.
Yanti, listen to me carefully.
Lucius, Eva, her grandmother,
and everybody else here,
they're all evil.
They're going to sacrifice us.
You need to get out of there, unnoticed.
Call the police.
I'll come for you.
I'll come for you.
An unwilling sacrifice will only weaken
Lord Bhairawa's enchantment.
One by one,
our members went mad or committed suicide
because I couldn't find
the perfect sacrifice.
For ten years we have failed.
Should we fail to deliver this year,
one of the King's lineal descendants
would need to die instead.
It could be you or me.
Or Eva.
We can't afford another failure.
The fiftieth sacrifice
has to be executed on time,
during a full moon.
Please wait, okay?
Help!
Help!
Please help me!
It's you, Najwa. Now or later?
Run, Najwa!
Where are you going, Najwa?
It's okay.
It's okay. He won't bite.
- No, Jodas. Stop!
- It's okay.
Bravo!
Bravo!
Bravo!
Here you go.
You may dig in.
Do you like it?
Yanti.
Do you like living with us?
My whole life, it's just been Mom and me.
I think this must be
how it feels to have a father.
I think it's time for you to have one.
Would you like to be part of this family?
Are you going to marry my mom?
We are going to sacrifice your mom.
No.
Let me go. I want to go home!
I want to see my mom!
Because our family is something special
and your mother
is just a mere human.
Eva.
Eva, help me!
You know what it feels like
to be separated from your mother!
Let me go!
That's enough.
Yanti?
Yanti?
Yanti!
Hello, Najwa.
Where's Yanti?
Oh, she's fine.
Healthy, smart, beautiful.
I want to see her.
There will be time for that.
She should be clear of any poison now.
So her meat should taste spectacular.
Lord Bhairawa grants us glory
and immortality for a reason.
It's imperative
that we take care of you humans.
And we also represent Lord Bhairawa
by feasting on the best sacrifice.
If you're not willing,
Lord Bhairawa will take
the King's descendant instead.
My offspring.
Sorry.
Our offspring.
It's been 50 years
since I established this society.
We've lived in the shadows upholding
our tradition for far too long.
But soon enough,
we will be embracing a new era.
Today,
we are welcoming my granddaughter, Yanti.
She is set to kill her mother
as the highest offering to Bhairawa,
our glorious, merciful God.
Labinak!
Jodas.
Please, Jodas.
Please don't. Help me, Jodas.
Go ahead.
Sacrifice your mother, my child.
For your new God.
Me.
Bhairawa.
Yanti, no.
Yanti.
Yanti, please. Please don't. I love you.
Yanti, no, wake up! Don't do this, Yanti!
Yanti.
Wake up.
Wake up, Yanti.
I love you, Yanti.
Thanks, Mom.
We're finally going to Jakarta.
Are you happy?
Thank you, Mom.
Your hug is the coziest
and safest place on earth.
Yanti! The rope, Yanti!
Yanti. Find a locker that fits you.
I'm not going without you.
Najwa!
We can't go our own ways, please!
Yanti, go hide.
Najwa
Don't you feel happy
seeing Yanti's life now?
A mother should be
A sacrifice for her child.
How could someone
as smart as you not understand?
Huh?
I will do to you what you did to me!
I will do to you what you did to me!
- No. No! Yanti!
- Mom!
Let me go!
- Let me go!
- Mom! Mom!
Yanti! Let me go!
Let me go!
- No, No!
- No, Please don't!
- Yanti!
- Mom!
- No. No! Yanti!
- Mom!
Mom!
Don't kill her.
Kill me.
Kill me!
Please, Sir.
Please.
You can lock me up
for the rest of my life.
Just let me be with my mom.
Sir, I'm begging you.
I don't need luxury goods.
I don't need to live in a mansion,
I don't need any of it!
I don't care about college,
I just want to be with my mom!
Yanti
I'm nothing without my mom.
Sacrifices must be made, my child.
Your mother
- Sir.
- Will be freed.
And the entire family will be safe
as long as
you're willing to replace your mother.
Yanti, no.
No.
I'm willing to replace my mother.
What's that?
Yanti
I'm willing to replace my mother.
Lucius.
Take care of Yanti.
Mom!
Yanti, listen to me.
I've been living a happy life
with you and that's enough.
Now it's your turn to be happy.
Chase your dreams.
No.
And one day when they would come true,
you must always remember who you are.
Mom, you can't do this! Please no!
Mom!
Mom!
Mom, I'm so sorry.
Mrs. Stella, Mr. Ridwan,
welcome to our property.
How was the trip?
- It was pleasant.
- Wonderful.
I think I saw a public cemetery nearby.
It's me.
I need a favor.
You're hungry, aren't you?
It's been a while since
you've had a proper meal. Come over here.