The Deep House (2021) Movie Script
Wait, so tell me, baby.
We're going to check out an old
abandoned building that we found.
It's an abandoned sanatorium
that locals claim is haunted.
Literally, only this guy
can find places like this.
- MAN: Wow.
- And all these open windows.
I can't wait to go inside.
- I hope there are no snakes here.
- No, don't worry.
(CHUCKLES)
- Watch out, behind you.
- (SQUEALS)
(DRONE WHIRRING)
- WOMAN: Ben, did you find the stairs?
- BEN: No, Tina. Not yet.
- Be careful.
- TINA: OK.
- TINA: What happened here?
- In the 70s,
a nurse poisoned several children
before taking her own life.
- TINA: How many children?
- Seven.
Sanatorium was closed down just after.
Ever since, supposedly, the nurse
haunts the hallways and rooms
looking for someone to poison.
TINA: Fuck ghosts, right?
(CLINKING)
- (THUD)
- (TINA GASPS) What was that?
BEN: It's just the wind.
Let's go that way.
Ben, wait for me. It's fucking scary.
- (BIRDS CAWING)
- Ben!
Ben?
Ben?
(IN FRENCH)
(SIGHS) Ben!
I'm not really in the mood to...
...play.
(IN FRENCH)
- Boo!
- (TINA YELPS)
- BEN: Gotcha.
- You're so annoying.
- I'm sorry, baby.
- (CAMERA BEEPS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- (BEEPS)
- (SIGHS)
(CAR HORN HONKS)
(SIGHS)
(INHALES)
(DOG BARKING)
(IN FRENCH)
I look awful in the morning.
Well, I think you look sexy as hell
and it's noon.
What was your time?
- Uh, what did you say?
- What was your time?
Oh, I don't know, maybe three minutes.
That's it?
What do you mean that's it?
We're going scuba diving,
not snorkelling.
Nervous?
Yeah. Maybe a little.
You've got this. And three minutes
is actually really good.
Especially in a bathtub.
Just think of the lake
as one big bathtub.
Reflex.
( SHE BY THE BLAZE)
You're such a dick. You're driving.
(ENGINE STARTS)
BEN: You can tell it's summer
by the fact the hay has been brought in
and taken into bales.
And there's
a wonderful river valley below.
Oh, my God.
Ben, what the fuck? Stop it.
(IN FRENCH)
(ROOSTER CROWING)
(DOG BARKING IN THE DISTANCE)
- What does the GPS say?
- It says that we're here.
I mean, we're lost.
Well, it wouldn't exactly
be easy to find
if it was really
such a super-secret spot, would it?
(SIGHS) Guess that means
I gotta go ask someone.
(IN FRENCH)
BEN: So here we are
in South West France.
A very typical...
in my opinion, slightly dying village.
And here's
a classic World War Two monument.
You notice a lot of the names
are shared.
So there was few families here, which
lost a lot of their favourite sons.
(CHURCH BELL RINGS)
As I said, it's sort of a dying village
because you'll notice
a lot of the houses on this main square
have for sale signs in them.
Doesn't appear
to be many people around and...
this one's also for sale.
You can notice in the architecture
of the small window up by the attic
which would often be used
as a storeroom.
They would have often had
a joist and a pulley system
to bring the bags of grain up
and stored in the attic.
(IN FRENCH)
(IN FRENCH)
Let me guess, they've never heard of it.
Actually they said that...
(IN FRENCH)
So...
- We can't see it?
- No, we can't miss it.
(MUSIC BLASTING)
TINA IN FRENCH:
Not so secret spot, huh?
Fuck's sake.
(SIGHS)
TINA: Oh, it's really creepy over there.
- BEN: It's really creepy everywhere.
- I know.
(SIGHS)
- 50,000 views on the sanatorium video.
- So?
I want more.
Every dickhead with a GoPro
is down there.
Well, that's a bit ironic, isn't it?
TB Urbex isn't exactly going
to break the internet today.
So what?
I thought the whole point was
to get out of the library,
stop reading about those things,
start living them.
You're acting like a little baby.
You're just relieved
you won't have to dive.
Sorry, look, I-I-I know
you trained really hard for this.
Why don't we just be tourists
for the day?
Do that boat thing, lay on the beach.
- We're going to need wine though.
- Oh, thank you for this.
TINA: Ben, please don't invite him over
for a drink. Please.
Thank you.
New friend?
Pierre.
He tells me there's nothing
but ruins and shit down there.
Apparently all the houses were
destroyed before the flood, so...
Even without all those tourists,
Frais Lake was...
never really worth our time.
If only we could have found out
beforehand.
Well, this part of the lake's
not worth our time.
For a relatively small fee,
Pierre's offered to take us
to an isolated arm of the lake
that runs deep into the woods.
Apparently it's very difficult to access
and according to him
a proper secret spot.
I thought we agreed
to just be tourists for the day.
I know. But listen, babe, at
the bottom of this part of the lake...
- Come on. You're being annoying.
- There's a perfectly preserved house.
Forest cantaloupe.
Chanteloup.
- It means singing wolf.
- Cool name.
Erm, and what about the house's area?
What's it called?
Nothing. It's not on any map.
The region suffered a series of
devastating floods about 50 years ago.
Then construction to control
the water flow began in, er...
1984. Wikipedia.
- Go on, Pierre.
- The village was emptied.
The valley voluntarily flooded.
And that's how Frais Lake came to be.
With a pack of tourists like you
come to dive there since.
(SQUEAKS)
(IN FRENCH)
(TINA CHUCKLES)
I was saying that we'll have to cover
the last couple of miles by foot.
(FLIES BUZZING)
BEN: We're not gonna go viral by...
(BIRDS' WINGS FLUTTERING)
PIERRE: It's a long way,
but I promise it's worth it.
BEN: Watch where you put your feet,
darling.
- Why? Do you think there are snakes?
- You'll see. (LAUGHS)
(IN FRENCH)
PIERRE: So he is the bold one
and you're the scared one.
TINA: Yeah, I can get nervous
but I'm working on it.
PIERRE: Voil.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Repairs to the HF seem to have worked,
so we shouldn't lose sound this time.
What is that thing?
It's, er, my drone. His name's Tom.
Tom.
Like a Peeping Tom.
Someone who likes to watch.
It's gonna follow us
everywhere shooting in 4K.
Four what?
Nice sticker.
Cross of Nero.
Symbolizes the death Christendom.
Those hippies didn't know that
when they chose it as their symbol.
(IN FRENCH)
to tell me that beforehand?
- What does it mean?
- Peace and evil, darling.
(IN FRENCH)
What did you say?
All I heard was like,
Mort blah blah blah.
Drop it.
Just an old family motto.
(IN FRENCH)
You got 60 minutes of air and
you can hold your breath close to three.
You've got this.
We're going to be in and out. I promise.
We'll get back to New York,
we'll edit the footage.
Once we reach our first million views,
we're going straight
to the littlest chapel in Vegas.
A drive-through wedding.
OK.
(DRONE BEEPS)
Just below,
it's the perfect spot to propose.
You swim straight for 50 minutes.
You cannot miss it.
Follow the stairs down.
The stairs?
(TINA CHUCKLES)
Sound test. Say something, Tina.
That guy gave me the creeps.
I hear you loud and clear.
- Let's go.
- He kept staring at me.
BEN: Watch out, shark.
(TINA SIGHS) No, I'm serious.
On the way back, you drive next to him.
BEN: Sure.
- Unless he's already left with the van.
- What?
- BEN: Just kidding. I got the keys.
(IN FRENCH)
(TINA CHUCKLES)
BEN: So here we are in the Lac du Frais.
Visibility is pretty good.
We're reaching
the first plateau ten meters down.
Ben!
Ben!
- What?
- Look! My fin. It's stuck.
Oh, shit. Come on. Help me.
BEN: Wait here and I'll come
pick you up on the way back.
(TINA GRUNTS)
(SIGHS)
(BEN LAUGHS)
Shut up. Let's keep going.
(DRONE WHIRRING)
TINA: Hey, look.
BEN: Wow, it's a Rover.
A Rover P6, even.
TINA: It's in great condition.
Amazing.
- You ever see anything like it?
- BEN: It's fairly common in lakes.
It's not sea water, you know.
- Made in Britain, baby, just like me.
- Yeah and pig's blood pudding.
BEN: Ah. Touch.
TINA: Will you put a song on?
(BEEPS)
(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Jesus. Ben!
What? You don't like it?
(AMBIENT MUSIC PLAYING)
BEN: Better?
(TINA IN FRENCH)
BEN: Follow the stairs down.
BEN: Wow. There she is.
More than 30 meters down.
We see before us
the gates to the property.
(TINA BREATHES DEEPLY)
I forgot how superstitious
people are in these parts.
BEN: No kidding.
- Oh, no! No trespassing I guess.
- Yep. Shall we go back up?
(BEN CHUCKLES) Nice try, baby.
Come on. Let's do it.
(TINA EXHALES)
So weird. All the fish have gone.
BEN: Maybe the No Trespassing sign
was for them.
TINA: That man Pierre is full of shit.
- It's not a house. It's a shed.
- No, silly.
It's a crypt. Montegnac.
Private mausoleum in the garden.
- Must've been well off.
- What's wrong with the song?
- (SIGHS) Turn it off.
- (STATIC NOISE)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(RATTLES)
TINA: No. No, no, no,
Don't do that. It's bad luck.
BEN: You're way too superstitious.
God is watching over us.
- TINA: Stop it.
- INRI.
TINA: Stop!
BEN: INRI...
This place is massive.
Lots to discover, I bet.
Come on, Tina.
(TINA SIGHS) It's unbelievable.
It's steel. And sealed shut.
BEN: It's all right.
We'll find a way in.
Let's split up.
It's completely shuttered up.
TINA: But why shutter a house
that's going to get flooded?
BEN: Let's find out.
Upstairs.
(BEN GROANS) Same deal.
There's no way to pry these windows
open from the outside.
TINA: If you want to try the chimney,
you're going down first.
BEN: No need.
Voil!
TINA: Shit!
BEN: The bastard better not
have knackered my drone. You're right.
TINA: Yeah.
BEN: Top scares get the maximum likes.
- I just hope you got that on camera.
- Oh, yeah, I got it.
- Send in the drone.
- (BEEPS)
(WHIRRING)
BEN: Out of the way.
BEN: Must be the attic.
TINA: But they left all the furniture.
BEN: Raise your glass to our discovery.
TINA: Look.
- BEN: I loved these as a kid.
- So pretty.
BOTH: Jingle bells, jingle bells
(TINA LAUGHING)
TINA: Insane.
Hm, my grandma had one just like that.
BEN: That's so cool.
TINA: Yeah.
BEN IN FRENCH:
(TINA SCREAMS) Fuck!
- BEN: What?
- Fuck.
TINA: Oh, my God,
that scared the hell out of me.
BEN: Cool. Creepy dolls always work.
TINA: Oh.
Air?
BEN: I have 87 percent left.
- TINA: Eighty four percent for me.
- Right. Breathe a little slower. OK?
(EXHALES) OK.
BEN: Good.
Relax. The house doesn't look too big.
It won't take us long.
(DOOR CREAKS)
(DRONE WHIRRING)
BEN: Jesus.
Come on.
TINA: It's pitch black.
I can't see a thing.
- BEN: Ladies first.
- Very funny. Send in the drone.
- (WATCH BEEPS)
- (DRONE WHIRRING)
- (BEEPS)
- BEN: Let's see what the sonar says.
(WHIRRING)
(VOICES WHISPERING)
TINA: What did you say?
- Nothing.
- What?
- I heard a voice.
- Must have been interference.
Like long frequency,
a radio or plane or something.
(BEEPS)
Absence of echo means nothing there.
No fish, no doll to leap out at you.
We can proceed.
Oh, that's cool.
(IN FRENCH)
They look like a bunch of freaks.
BEN: I'd say they look like
your average French family.
TINA: Shut up!
Tina, quick selfie for our followers.
TINA: Ugh. Does it have to be
in front of a dead animal?
BEN: For our followers.
It's just a skull.
TINA: Are you pitching to hunters now?
BEN: TB Urbex. Comment, like...
BOTH: Share.
TINA: I don't like this place.
BEN: I don't like it either. I love it.
This could be the door
to a million views.
TINA: This house was underwater
before I was even born.
I mean,
how is this stuff not all decayed?
What kind of kids were those?
BEN: Weird kids.
- Tina, check me out.
- (TINA CHUCKLES)
BEN: Yee-ha!
TINA: No, no, no. Stop.
Come on. Have a little respect.
- BEN: Great shot, right?
- Sure.
- What do you think?
- Your followers will love it.
Fuck! Tina.
- What?
- Look.
There's someone behind that.
TINA: What are you talking about?
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
TINA: You're freaking me out
with your stupid pranks.
BEN: Shit, the light.
TINA: Switch that back on.
BEN: It's not me, I swear.
I didn't touch a thing.
For fuck sake, Ben. If you're trying
to freak me out, I promise you...
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
Tina, honestly, I saw human silhouette.
You didn't see it?
- Knock it off. You're freaking me out.
- OK. Sorry.
It was most likely nothing.
Just a shadow.
You dick. Don't even do that.
BEN: What's up with Tom?
Jesus, Tom. Don't do this shit to me.
(GRUNTS)
(WHIRRING)
- TINA: Maybe the fish damaged it.
- Maybe.
(WATCH STOPS)
(WHIRRING)
BEN: I rebooted him.
I hope he holds out
till the end of the dive.
Moving on.
Heading downstairs.
Hey. It's the front door.
- TINA: What are those marks?
- They look like... scratches.
TINA: What the hell?
BEN: Fuck.
Like someone was trapped
inside the house.
- (PIANO NOTE PLAYS)
- (TINA GASPS)
TINA: What was that?
BEN: A piano?
- TINA: Another diver?
- I don't know.
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
TINA: Do you think
it's Pierre messing with us?
BEN: I haven't got a clue.
(DRONE WHIRRING)
(BEEPS)
(BEEPING)
BEN: Tom's detecting movement.
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
TINA: It just stopped.
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
BEN: Let's take a look-see.
TINA: What is moving?
BEN: I don't understand. I see nothing.
TINA: I don't get it.
Is it us that's setting him off?
BEN: Impossible.
Tom has us in his parameters.
Must have been a fish.
Came down the chimney.
TINA: And the piano?
BEN: Most likely it was a string
that snapped from the corrosion.
TINA: You can try explain it away,
but there's something
very wrong with this place.
Ben, the shadow, the scratches
on the door, the weird sounds.
- BEN: Everything's weird underwater.
- Ben, admit it!
Yeah, it's pretty freaky.
But this is an absolute first.
There's no such thing
as haunted houses.
Sure, yeah.
There's some weird stuff going on.
But just imagine the mad film
we're going to bring back.
We're not in any kind of danger.
But now we're here, honestly...
Don't you want to go a bit further?
(TINA SIGHS) Sure.
BEN: I mean, there can't
be many rooms left to see.
With what just happened, I cannot lie,
we're starting to freak out.
The adrenaline is pumping.
And we continue our exploration.
So we reach the next room.
- BEN: Are those what I think they are?
- Yeah.
Missing people posters.
- And it's all kids.
- What kind of freaks collect those?
(BEEPS)
(WHIRRING)
TINA: Here's the kitchen.
(CRACKLING)
BEN: Oh, shit. It's down again.
- Sure the batteries aren't dead?
- They're brand new.
TINA: Shit!
- What the hell was that?
- BEN: No idea.
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
(TINA SIGHS)
Holy shit.
BEN: What the hell
is that doing in a kitchen?
There's a door behind it.
Come on, Teenie.
What if it's a secret room?
TINA: What the fuck are we doing?
(BEN GRUNTS)
Come on. Give me a hand.
Yeah, I got it.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
BEN: Pull on that side.
Pull it up.
TINA: Promise me
this is the last room we explore.
BEN: I promise.
(DRONE WHIRRING)
TINA: It's too dark.
BEN: I can't see a thing down here.
The water's too murky.
(SIGHS) It's useless.
I'll send the drone.
(WATCH BEEPS)
(DRONE WHIRRING)
- BEN: We'll be fine. OK?
- (TINA BREATHES HEAVILY)
BEN: Come on. Let's go.
TINA: Look at this.
What's with all the video gear?
BEN: It's film.
Super 8.
TINA: Wait.
There was lots of film
in the kids' bedroom, too.
What kind of stuff were they filming?
What the fuck is that?
(BEN PANTING)
TINA: That's it. I'm out.
We're going back up.
BEN: OK.
You're right. Let's go.
TINA: Ben!
BEN: We'll go, we'll go.
Just a few more shots.
Just two minutes, no more.
Please, Tina. Wait for me here.
OK, two shots,
and we're out of here, Ben. Two.
OK.
(CREAKING)
BEN: They must've been chained up
down here before it was all flooded.
TINA: Chained up alive. Why?
BEN: I guess the answer is under there.
(SIGHS)
BEN: A pentagram.
That's satanic shit.
TINA: And the masks, too?
BEN: They look like torture masks
from the Middle Ages.
TINA: Who are they?
And how come they're... intact?
BEN: I have no idea.
TINA: You think
that's because of the lake water, too?
BEN: It's impossible.
They should be skeletons.
- (CREAKING)
- (GASPS) What the...
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
- TINA: What are you doing?
- Stay here. I'll just take a look.
Ben, don't leave me alone.
BEN: Don't worry.
I'm here.
TINA: Do you see anything?
BEN: Fuck.
TINA: What? What's wrong?
Ben.
- Ben! Ben, come back.
- OK.
TINA: Now!
What was behind the door?
BEN: Nothing. Just more cameras.
(TINA PANTS)
- TINA: We're calling the cops.
- No.
They'll confiscate our memory cards.
This is more than a flooded house, Ben.
It's a crime scene.
Oh, my God!
(TINA GASPS)
TINA: Look!
There's a fucking brick wall.
BEN: How?
TINA: No.
- No.
- Stop, Tina.
TINA: No, no, no, no.
- We're trapped!
- Stop, Tina!
TINA: We're never gonna get out!
- BEN: Maybe we got the wrong room.
- Bullshit!
- Tina, look at me. Calm down.
- No, no, no.
- Look! You can see.
- You're breathing air way too fast.
- TINA: How the fuck did that get here?
- No idea. Please.
Calm down.
- Breathe slowly.
- OK.
BEN: Otherwise we won't have time
for our stops on the ascent.
- OK?
- OK.
BEN: It's gonna be fine.
Breathe like me.
(TINA SCREAMS)
(YELLS)
TINA: There's someone there!
- Oh, my God, I saw someone.
- Where?
(TINA PANTING)
- TINA: There! Right behind you!
- There's nothing there.
- TINA: There, there.
- Are you sure?
TINA: The house.
(PANTS) No.
The house is haunted, Ben.
- Could be.
- Then we're never gonna get out.
We're never gonna get out.
(PANTS)
We're gonna drown.
(SOBS)
- I don't want to die.
- We're going to get out, Tina. OK?
Let's go back down. Try the windows.
TINA: OK.
BEN: Control your breathing.
It's going to be just fine.
Just take my hand.
TINA: OK.
(BANGING)
(GRUNTING)
- TINA: What's going on?
- Fuck!
- It won't fucking break.
- Oh, no. Oh, no.
- BEN: I'll try and open the shutters.
- OK, OK.
- (TINA GRUNTS)
- (BANGING)
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GROANS)
- (GRUNTS)
- (BANGING)
(TINA GRUNTS)
TINA: Oh, shit!
Oh, Ben! Ben!
Ben! The fish!
The fish.
- BEN: What?
- The fish, it's back.
There must be another way in.
- BEN: OK. Can you see it?
- There, it went into the kitchen.
Wait, wait. There it is.
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
BEN: You're going back down there?
TINA: It's our only hope.
- BEN: Holy shit.
- What?
- What is it?
- BEN: Nothing.
- You see it?
- No! I lost it!
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
TINA: Oh, shit!
It found an opening
but it's too small for us.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Why did you put the music back on?
- BEN: What music?
- Turn it off.
BEN: It's not me.
TINA: There's a well.
Fuck!
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
There's a grate.
Jesus, Ben! Turn it off!
Ben?
Ben? The couple...
Ben, the couple disappeared.
Ben, talk to me!
(SHOUTS) Ben! Ben, talk to me!
(GASPS)
Ben!
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(YELPS)
(TINA SCREAMS)
Ben!
(WHIMPERS)
(YELPS)
(SCREAMS)
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
(TINA SCREAMING)
Help!
(SOBBING)
BEN: Tina!
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
BEN: Tina, can you hear me?
You OK, baby?
TINA: I called for help
and you didn't answer.
- BEN: I was right behind you.
- I was attacked.
It was the chains. It was the chains.
BEN: I was right here
looking for the fish.
When I turned around,
you were upside down.
- You're hurt!
- Ben, the bodies.
- They disappeared.
- BEN: What?
Look!
TINA: No.
- No, it can't be.
- They're dead.
- TINA: No!
- They're fucking dead.
No!
No.
What are you doing?
Ben, no, no, no.
Oh, my God.
TINA: Oh, my God.
Oh, it's them.
It's the owners of the house.
- BEN: Shit!
- (TINA SCREAMS)
BEN: Swim! Go! Swim.
Fuck!
Swim!
TINA: They're fucking alive!
BEN: They can't be.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
(TINA PANTS)
Ben.
BEN: Shut the door. Shut the door!
(BEN GRUNTING)
(TINA PANTING)
BEN: The chimney...
The chimney, it's our only chance.
Ben. Ben, I can't breathe! Ben, I'm...
- I'm suffocating.
- Short, shallow breaths, Tina.
- (TINA SOBBING)
- We are getting out.
It's narrow. Take your tank off.
- Ben, I'm not going to make it.
- Breathe.
Breathe like this...
(INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY)
Good, Tina.
Great.
(TINA PANTING)
BEN: Inhale.
(TINA PANTING)
BEN: Exhale.
Inhale.
This rope up.
Our way out is at the top there.
I'll send Tom up to give us some light.
We can do this, all right?
Come on.
You good?
- Are you with me?
- TINA: Yes.
BEN: Almost there, Tina.
We'll make it out, I promise.
Not far now. Hang in there.
Come on.
TINA: What the fuck is that?
What the fuck is that?
- BEN: Oh! Take cover!
- (SCREAMS)
(TINA YELPS)
BEN: Fuck!
(DRONE WHIRRING)
(TINA GASPS)
(TINA PANTING)
Ben.
(GRUNTS)
Ben?
Ben! Ben, I'm stuck in the chimney.
Ben, where are you?
(WHIMPERS)
Help.
(PANTING)
(PANTING)
Ben?
Ben, answer me.
Ben, answer me!
Talk to me.
Talk to me.
Ben!
(INHALES)
BEN: Tina? Tina, are you OK?
Come on, Tom.
Work! Work, you fucker!
(TINA PANTING)
Oh, shit.
Ben, where are you?
Talk to me.
Ben, talk to me!
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
Tina, where are you?
Tina!
Tina, I'm locked in the bedroom.
I'm upstairs.
Damn it!
TINA: Oh, shit!
Shit.
Ben!
Ben, where are you?
Ben?
Ben, answer me!
BEN IN FRENCH:
Fuck.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Pierre, you bastard.
You're the Montegnac's son!
Come on, Tom. Work! Work, you fucker!
Tina, can you hear me?
Tina, are you OK?
Fuck! Tina!
TINA: Ben! Ben, where are you?
(CREAKING)
Ben, can you hear me?
(PANTS)
Ben!
(SCREAMS)
Ben!
(PANTS)
Where are you?
(TINA SCREAMING AND SOBBING)
Ben!
Ben!
(PANTS)
Ben.
(GROANS)
Ben, are you here?
Ben!
Oh, Ben.
Ben!
Ben, I'm here.
I'm here, sweetheart. Are you OK?
Oh, my God. are you hurt?
Oh, your mask!
- It's leaking. What's going on?
- I'm better.
- I'm better now.
- OK. OK.
- How much air do you have left?
- I don't know.
TINA: OK, you have 12 percent.
- I have eight percent left.
- BEN: You'll die before me.
What?
- What are you talking about?
- We're out of danger now.
Ben!
Snap out of it. You're in shock.
Ben, we're gonna get out of here.
For fuck sake, wake up.
Please.
Please. I love you, baby.
(PANTS)
(GASPS)
TINA: Oh, my God.
Something's in my suit. Fuck! Fuck!
Oh, fuck. Help!
(SCREAMS)
Do you see anything?
Oh, my God, it's crawling up my ribs!
BEN: Keep calm, Tina.
TINA: Where is it? Where is it?
Oh, my God. I can feel it up my neck.
(PANTS)
BEN: It's only a snake.
TINA: What? What?
(PANTS)
Look at me, Tina.
- Open your mouth.
- TINA: What?
BEN: Let it in.
- What?
- Swallow it!
Let go of me, Ben!
(AIR HISSES)
(SIGHS AND PANTS)
- Did you see that?
- BEN: It's the house.
She knows...
- She knows your fears.
- What?
Soon we'll have nothing to be afraid of.
TINA: Where are you going?
- The cellar.
- Not the cellar, Ben, no!
We already explored the basement.
There's nothing down there.
- BEN: You'll see.
- No. No, Ben!
BEN: This is the way.
TINA: The way out?
BEN: Trust me.
Almost there.
This is it.
TINA: Oh, my God. Finally.
What?
Come in, Tina.
TINA: There's nothing here.
It's a dead end.
BEN: This is where it all begins,
my love.
- TINA: Where is the way out?
- There was never a way out.
- We're safe here.
- Fuck.
(BEEPS)
- TINA: Five percent.
- Good, Tina.
- Breathe like me.
- (PANTS)
BEN: We belong to this place now.
We've been chosen.
Ben!
(YELPS)
What the fuck is that?
BEN: Mr Montegnac and his son, Pierre.
TINA: Pierre?
BEN: They would kidnap kids
from the neighbouring farms
and sacrifice them.
- TINA: The fucker set us up!
- It's not a trap, darling.
It's a gift. A sacrifice.
Sarah.
BEN: The locals came
to avenge their dead children.
They killed her in her own bed.
TINA: What the fuck is that?
BEN: But Pierre managed to escape.
TINA: What are you talking about?
I don't care.
I don't want to die here.
BEN: Masks of shame.
Intended to punish.
TINA: No!
(SCREAMS)
BEN: Don't be afraid, Tina.
She will guide us.
TINA: What? What?
BEN IN FRENCH:
TINA:
BEN: Join us, Tina.
(SHOUTS) No, no!
Join us, Tina.
(TINA PANTING)
BEN IN DISTANCE: Join us, Tina.
(BEEPS)
(PANTS)
(WHIMPERS)
Get off me!
Ben, get off me!
Let me go!
- Ben!
- We cannot stay here.
BEN: I'm going to kill you, my love.
Don't be afraid.
TINA: Ben, let me go!
I don't want to die here. No!
BEN: Don't worry. I shall die as well.
(WATCH BEEPING)
Ben, this isn't you!
(TINA SCREAMS AND SOBS)
Don't fight it, Tina.
This is our chance
to be part of something.
Something much bigger than us.
(TINA GRUNTING)
(BEN GROANS)
- Tina?
- Yes?
- Yes, my love. I'm here.
- What happened?
TINA: We're out of time.
We need to go now.
OK. There's a passageway above us.
Maybe it's the way out.
- BEN: OK.
- Count your breath, baby. OK?
TINA: No!
(SOBS)
Ben!
(SOBS)
Oh, no.
(TINA PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
(PANTS)
(WATCH BEEPS)
(PANTS)
(GRUNTING)
(DRONE WHIRRING)
(GROANING)
(GRUNTS)
We're going to check out an old
abandoned building that we found.
It's an abandoned sanatorium
that locals claim is haunted.
Literally, only this guy
can find places like this.
- MAN: Wow.
- And all these open windows.
I can't wait to go inside.
- I hope there are no snakes here.
- No, don't worry.
(CHUCKLES)
- Watch out, behind you.
- (SQUEALS)
(DRONE WHIRRING)
- WOMAN: Ben, did you find the stairs?
- BEN: No, Tina. Not yet.
- Be careful.
- TINA: OK.
- TINA: What happened here?
- In the 70s,
a nurse poisoned several children
before taking her own life.
- TINA: How many children?
- Seven.
Sanatorium was closed down just after.
Ever since, supposedly, the nurse
haunts the hallways and rooms
looking for someone to poison.
TINA: Fuck ghosts, right?
(CLINKING)
- (THUD)
- (TINA GASPS) What was that?
BEN: It's just the wind.
Let's go that way.
Ben, wait for me. It's fucking scary.
- (BIRDS CAWING)
- Ben!
Ben?
Ben?
(IN FRENCH)
(SIGHS) Ben!
I'm not really in the mood to...
...play.
(IN FRENCH)
- Boo!
- (TINA YELPS)
- BEN: Gotcha.
- You're so annoying.
- I'm sorry, baby.
- (CAMERA BEEPS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- (BEEPS)
- (SIGHS)
(CAR HORN HONKS)
(SIGHS)
(INHALES)
(DOG BARKING)
(IN FRENCH)
I look awful in the morning.
Well, I think you look sexy as hell
and it's noon.
What was your time?
- Uh, what did you say?
- What was your time?
Oh, I don't know, maybe three minutes.
That's it?
What do you mean that's it?
We're going scuba diving,
not snorkelling.
Nervous?
Yeah. Maybe a little.
You've got this. And three minutes
is actually really good.
Especially in a bathtub.
Just think of the lake
as one big bathtub.
Reflex.
( SHE BY THE BLAZE)
You're such a dick. You're driving.
(ENGINE STARTS)
BEN: You can tell it's summer
by the fact the hay has been brought in
and taken into bales.
And there's
a wonderful river valley below.
Oh, my God.
Ben, what the fuck? Stop it.
(IN FRENCH)
(ROOSTER CROWING)
(DOG BARKING IN THE DISTANCE)
- What does the GPS say?
- It says that we're here.
I mean, we're lost.
Well, it wouldn't exactly
be easy to find
if it was really
such a super-secret spot, would it?
(SIGHS) Guess that means
I gotta go ask someone.
(IN FRENCH)
BEN: So here we are
in South West France.
A very typical...
in my opinion, slightly dying village.
And here's
a classic World War Two monument.
You notice a lot of the names
are shared.
So there was few families here, which
lost a lot of their favourite sons.
(CHURCH BELL RINGS)
As I said, it's sort of a dying village
because you'll notice
a lot of the houses on this main square
have for sale signs in them.
Doesn't appear
to be many people around and...
this one's also for sale.
You can notice in the architecture
of the small window up by the attic
which would often be used
as a storeroom.
They would have often had
a joist and a pulley system
to bring the bags of grain up
and stored in the attic.
(IN FRENCH)
(IN FRENCH)
Let me guess, they've never heard of it.
Actually they said that...
(IN FRENCH)
So...
- We can't see it?
- No, we can't miss it.
(MUSIC BLASTING)
TINA IN FRENCH:
Not so secret spot, huh?
Fuck's sake.
(SIGHS)
TINA: Oh, it's really creepy over there.
- BEN: It's really creepy everywhere.
- I know.
(SIGHS)
- 50,000 views on the sanatorium video.
- So?
I want more.
Every dickhead with a GoPro
is down there.
Well, that's a bit ironic, isn't it?
TB Urbex isn't exactly going
to break the internet today.
So what?
I thought the whole point was
to get out of the library,
stop reading about those things,
start living them.
You're acting like a little baby.
You're just relieved
you won't have to dive.
Sorry, look, I-I-I know
you trained really hard for this.
Why don't we just be tourists
for the day?
Do that boat thing, lay on the beach.
- We're going to need wine though.
- Oh, thank you for this.
TINA: Ben, please don't invite him over
for a drink. Please.
Thank you.
New friend?
Pierre.
He tells me there's nothing
but ruins and shit down there.
Apparently all the houses were
destroyed before the flood, so...
Even without all those tourists,
Frais Lake was...
never really worth our time.
If only we could have found out
beforehand.
Well, this part of the lake's
not worth our time.
For a relatively small fee,
Pierre's offered to take us
to an isolated arm of the lake
that runs deep into the woods.
Apparently it's very difficult to access
and according to him
a proper secret spot.
I thought we agreed
to just be tourists for the day.
I know. But listen, babe, at
the bottom of this part of the lake...
- Come on. You're being annoying.
- There's a perfectly preserved house.
Forest cantaloupe.
Chanteloup.
- It means singing wolf.
- Cool name.
Erm, and what about the house's area?
What's it called?
Nothing. It's not on any map.
The region suffered a series of
devastating floods about 50 years ago.
Then construction to control
the water flow began in, er...
1984. Wikipedia.
- Go on, Pierre.
- The village was emptied.
The valley voluntarily flooded.
And that's how Frais Lake came to be.
With a pack of tourists like you
come to dive there since.
(SQUEAKS)
(IN FRENCH)
(TINA CHUCKLES)
I was saying that we'll have to cover
the last couple of miles by foot.
(FLIES BUZZING)
BEN: We're not gonna go viral by...
(BIRDS' WINGS FLUTTERING)
PIERRE: It's a long way,
but I promise it's worth it.
BEN: Watch where you put your feet,
darling.
- Why? Do you think there are snakes?
- You'll see. (LAUGHS)
(IN FRENCH)
PIERRE: So he is the bold one
and you're the scared one.
TINA: Yeah, I can get nervous
but I'm working on it.
PIERRE: Voil.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Repairs to the HF seem to have worked,
so we shouldn't lose sound this time.
What is that thing?
It's, er, my drone. His name's Tom.
Tom.
Like a Peeping Tom.
Someone who likes to watch.
It's gonna follow us
everywhere shooting in 4K.
Four what?
Nice sticker.
Cross of Nero.
Symbolizes the death Christendom.
Those hippies didn't know that
when they chose it as their symbol.
(IN FRENCH)
to tell me that beforehand?
- What does it mean?
- Peace and evil, darling.
(IN FRENCH)
What did you say?
All I heard was like,
Mort blah blah blah.
Drop it.
Just an old family motto.
(IN FRENCH)
You got 60 minutes of air and
you can hold your breath close to three.
You've got this.
We're going to be in and out. I promise.
We'll get back to New York,
we'll edit the footage.
Once we reach our first million views,
we're going straight
to the littlest chapel in Vegas.
A drive-through wedding.
OK.
(DRONE BEEPS)
Just below,
it's the perfect spot to propose.
You swim straight for 50 minutes.
You cannot miss it.
Follow the stairs down.
The stairs?
(TINA CHUCKLES)
Sound test. Say something, Tina.
That guy gave me the creeps.
I hear you loud and clear.
- Let's go.
- He kept staring at me.
BEN: Watch out, shark.
(TINA SIGHS) No, I'm serious.
On the way back, you drive next to him.
BEN: Sure.
- Unless he's already left with the van.
- What?
- BEN: Just kidding. I got the keys.
(IN FRENCH)
(TINA CHUCKLES)
BEN: So here we are in the Lac du Frais.
Visibility is pretty good.
We're reaching
the first plateau ten meters down.
Ben!
Ben!
- What?
- Look! My fin. It's stuck.
Oh, shit. Come on. Help me.
BEN: Wait here and I'll come
pick you up on the way back.
(TINA GRUNTS)
(SIGHS)
(BEN LAUGHS)
Shut up. Let's keep going.
(DRONE WHIRRING)
TINA: Hey, look.
BEN: Wow, it's a Rover.
A Rover P6, even.
TINA: It's in great condition.
Amazing.
- You ever see anything like it?
- BEN: It's fairly common in lakes.
It's not sea water, you know.
- Made in Britain, baby, just like me.
- Yeah and pig's blood pudding.
BEN: Ah. Touch.
TINA: Will you put a song on?
(BEEPS)
(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Jesus. Ben!
What? You don't like it?
(AMBIENT MUSIC PLAYING)
BEN: Better?
(TINA IN FRENCH)
BEN: Follow the stairs down.
BEN: Wow. There she is.
More than 30 meters down.
We see before us
the gates to the property.
(TINA BREATHES DEEPLY)
I forgot how superstitious
people are in these parts.
BEN: No kidding.
- Oh, no! No trespassing I guess.
- Yep. Shall we go back up?
(BEN CHUCKLES) Nice try, baby.
Come on. Let's do it.
(TINA EXHALES)
So weird. All the fish have gone.
BEN: Maybe the No Trespassing sign
was for them.
TINA: That man Pierre is full of shit.
- It's not a house. It's a shed.
- No, silly.
It's a crypt. Montegnac.
Private mausoleum in the garden.
- Must've been well off.
- What's wrong with the song?
- (SIGHS) Turn it off.
- (STATIC NOISE)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(RATTLES)
TINA: No. No, no, no,
Don't do that. It's bad luck.
BEN: You're way too superstitious.
God is watching over us.
- TINA: Stop it.
- INRI.
TINA: Stop!
BEN: INRI...
This place is massive.
Lots to discover, I bet.
Come on, Tina.
(TINA SIGHS) It's unbelievable.
It's steel. And sealed shut.
BEN: It's all right.
We'll find a way in.
Let's split up.
It's completely shuttered up.
TINA: But why shutter a house
that's going to get flooded?
BEN: Let's find out.
Upstairs.
(BEN GROANS) Same deal.
There's no way to pry these windows
open from the outside.
TINA: If you want to try the chimney,
you're going down first.
BEN: No need.
Voil!
TINA: Shit!
BEN: The bastard better not
have knackered my drone. You're right.
TINA: Yeah.
BEN: Top scares get the maximum likes.
- I just hope you got that on camera.
- Oh, yeah, I got it.
- Send in the drone.
- (BEEPS)
(WHIRRING)
BEN: Out of the way.
BEN: Must be the attic.
TINA: But they left all the furniture.
BEN: Raise your glass to our discovery.
TINA: Look.
- BEN: I loved these as a kid.
- So pretty.
BOTH: Jingle bells, jingle bells
(TINA LAUGHING)
TINA: Insane.
Hm, my grandma had one just like that.
BEN: That's so cool.
TINA: Yeah.
BEN IN FRENCH:
(TINA SCREAMS) Fuck!
- BEN: What?
- Fuck.
TINA: Oh, my God,
that scared the hell out of me.
BEN: Cool. Creepy dolls always work.
TINA: Oh.
Air?
BEN: I have 87 percent left.
- TINA: Eighty four percent for me.
- Right. Breathe a little slower. OK?
(EXHALES) OK.
BEN: Good.
Relax. The house doesn't look too big.
It won't take us long.
(DOOR CREAKS)
(DRONE WHIRRING)
BEN: Jesus.
Come on.
TINA: It's pitch black.
I can't see a thing.
- BEN: Ladies first.
- Very funny. Send in the drone.
- (WATCH BEEPS)
- (DRONE WHIRRING)
- (BEEPS)
- BEN: Let's see what the sonar says.
(WHIRRING)
(VOICES WHISPERING)
TINA: What did you say?
- Nothing.
- What?
- I heard a voice.
- Must have been interference.
Like long frequency,
a radio or plane or something.
(BEEPS)
Absence of echo means nothing there.
No fish, no doll to leap out at you.
We can proceed.
Oh, that's cool.
(IN FRENCH)
They look like a bunch of freaks.
BEN: I'd say they look like
your average French family.
TINA: Shut up!
Tina, quick selfie for our followers.
TINA: Ugh. Does it have to be
in front of a dead animal?
BEN: For our followers.
It's just a skull.
TINA: Are you pitching to hunters now?
BEN: TB Urbex. Comment, like...
BOTH: Share.
TINA: I don't like this place.
BEN: I don't like it either. I love it.
This could be the door
to a million views.
TINA: This house was underwater
before I was even born.
I mean,
how is this stuff not all decayed?
What kind of kids were those?
BEN: Weird kids.
- Tina, check me out.
- (TINA CHUCKLES)
BEN: Yee-ha!
TINA: No, no, no. Stop.
Come on. Have a little respect.
- BEN: Great shot, right?
- Sure.
- What do you think?
- Your followers will love it.
Fuck! Tina.
- What?
- Look.
There's someone behind that.
TINA: What are you talking about?
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
TINA: You're freaking me out
with your stupid pranks.
BEN: Shit, the light.
TINA: Switch that back on.
BEN: It's not me, I swear.
I didn't touch a thing.
For fuck sake, Ben. If you're trying
to freak me out, I promise you...
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
Tina, honestly, I saw human silhouette.
You didn't see it?
- Knock it off. You're freaking me out.
- OK. Sorry.
It was most likely nothing.
Just a shadow.
You dick. Don't even do that.
BEN: What's up with Tom?
Jesus, Tom. Don't do this shit to me.
(GRUNTS)
(WHIRRING)
- TINA: Maybe the fish damaged it.
- Maybe.
(WATCH STOPS)
(WHIRRING)
BEN: I rebooted him.
I hope he holds out
till the end of the dive.
Moving on.
Heading downstairs.
Hey. It's the front door.
- TINA: What are those marks?
- They look like... scratches.
TINA: What the hell?
BEN: Fuck.
Like someone was trapped
inside the house.
- (PIANO NOTE PLAYS)
- (TINA GASPS)
TINA: What was that?
BEN: A piano?
- TINA: Another diver?
- I don't know.
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
TINA: Do you think
it's Pierre messing with us?
BEN: I haven't got a clue.
(DRONE WHIRRING)
(BEEPS)
(BEEPING)
BEN: Tom's detecting movement.
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
TINA: It just stopped.
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
BEN: Let's take a look-see.
TINA: What is moving?
BEN: I don't understand. I see nothing.
TINA: I don't get it.
Is it us that's setting him off?
BEN: Impossible.
Tom has us in his parameters.
Must have been a fish.
Came down the chimney.
TINA: And the piano?
BEN: Most likely it was a string
that snapped from the corrosion.
TINA: You can try explain it away,
but there's something
very wrong with this place.
Ben, the shadow, the scratches
on the door, the weird sounds.
- BEN: Everything's weird underwater.
- Ben, admit it!
Yeah, it's pretty freaky.
But this is an absolute first.
There's no such thing
as haunted houses.
Sure, yeah.
There's some weird stuff going on.
But just imagine the mad film
we're going to bring back.
We're not in any kind of danger.
But now we're here, honestly...
Don't you want to go a bit further?
(TINA SIGHS) Sure.
BEN: I mean, there can't
be many rooms left to see.
With what just happened, I cannot lie,
we're starting to freak out.
The adrenaline is pumping.
And we continue our exploration.
So we reach the next room.
- BEN: Are those what I think they are?
- Yeah.
Missing people posters.
- And it's all kids.
- What kind of freaks collect those?
(BEEPS)
(WHIRRING)
TINA: Here's the kitchen.
(CRACKLING)
BEN: Oh, shit. It's down again.
- Sure the batteries aren't dead?
- They're brand new.
TINA: Shit!
- What the hell was that?
- BEN: No idea.
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
(TINA SIGHS)
Holy shit.
BEN: What the hell
is that doing in a kitchen?
There's a door behind it.
Come on, Teenie.
What if it's a secret room?
TINA: What the fuck are we doing?
(BEN GRUNTS)
Come on. Give me a hand.
Yeah, I got it.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
BEN: Pull on that side.
Pull it up.
TINA: Promise me
this is the last room we explore.
BEN: I promise.
(DRONE WHIRRING)
TINA: It's too dark.
BEN: I can't see a thing down here.
The water's too murky.
(SIGHS) It's useless.
I'll send the drone.
(WATCH BEEPS)
(DRONE WHIRRING)
- BEN: We'll be fine. OK?
- (TINA BREATHES HEAVILY)
BEN: Come on. Let's go.
TINA: Look at this.
What's with all the video gear?
BEN: It's film.
Super 8.
TINA: Wait.
There was lots of film
in the kids' bedroom, too.
What kind of stuff were they filming?
What the fuck is that?
(BEN PANTING)
TINA: That's it. I'm out.
We're going back up.
BEN: OK.
You're right. Let's go.
TINA: Ben!
BEN: We'll go, we'll go.
Just a few more shots.
Just two minutes, no more.
Please, Tina. Wait for me here.
OK, two shots,
and we're out of here, Ben. Two.
OK.
(CREAKING)
BEN: They must've been chained up
down here before it was all flooded.
TINA: Chained up alive. Why?
BEN: I guess the answer is under there.
(SIGHS)
BEN: A pentagram.
That's satanic shit.
TINA: And the masks, too?
BEN: They look like torture masks
from the Middle Ages.
TINA: Who are they?
And how come they're... intact?
BEN: I have no idea.
TINA: You think
that's because of the lake water, too?
BEN: It's impossible.
They should be skeletons.
- (CREAKING)
- (GASPS) What the...
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
- TINA: What are you doing?
- Stay here. I'll just take a look.
Ben, don't leave me alone.
BEN: Don't worry.
I'm here.
TINA: Do you see anything?
BEN: Fuck.
TINA: What? What's wrong?
Ben.
- Ben! Ben, come back.
- OK.
TINA: Now!
What was behind the door?
BEN: Nothing. Just more cameras.
(TINA PANTS)
- TINA: We're calling the cops.
- No.
They'll confiscate our memory cards.
This is more than a flooded house, Ben.
It's a crime scene.
Oh, my God!
(TINA GASPS)
TINA: Look!
There's a fucking brick wall.
BEN: How?
TINA: No.
- No.
- Stop, Tina.
TINA: No, no, no, no.
- We're trapped!
- Stop, Tina!
TINA: We're never gonna get out!
- BEN: Maybe we got the wrong room.
- Bullshit!
- Tina, look at me. Calm down.
- No, no, no.
- Look! You can see.
- You're breathing air way too fast.
- TINA: How the fuck did that get here?
- No idea. Please.
Calm down.
- Breathe slowly.
- OK.
BEN: Otherwise we won't have time
for our stops on the ascent.
- OK?
- OK.
BEN: It's gonna be fine.
Breathe like me.
(TINA SCREAMS)
(YELLS)
TINA: There's someone there!
- Oh, my God, I saw someone.
- Where?
(TINA PANTING)
- TINA: There! Right behind you!
- There's nothing there.
- TINA: There, there.
- Are you sure?
TINA: The house.
(PANTS) No.
The house is haunted, Ben.
- Could be.
- Then we're never gonna get out.
We're never gonna get out.
(PANTS)
We're gonna drown.
(SOBS)
- I don't want to die.
- We're going to get out, Tina. OK?
Let's go back down. Try the windows.
TINA: OK.
BEN: Control your breathing.
It's going to be just fine.
Just take my hand.
TINA: OK.
(BANGING)
(GRUNTING)
- TINA: What's going on?
- Fuck!
- It won't fucking break.
- Oh, no. Oh, no.
- BEN: I'll try and open the shutters.
- OK, OK.
- (TINA GRUNTS)
- (BANGING)
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GROANS)
- (GRUNTS)
- (BANGING)
(TINA GRUNTS)
TINA: Oh, shit!
Oh, Ben! Ben!
Ben! The fish!
The fish.
- BEN: What?
- The fish, it's back.
There must be another way in.
- BEN: OK. Can you see it?
- There, it went into the kitchen.
Wait, wait. There it is.
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
BEN: You're going back down there?
TINA: It's our only hope.
- BEN: Holy shit.
- What?
- What is it?
- BEN: Nothing.
- You see it?
- No! I lost it!
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
TINA: Oh, shit!
It found an opening
but it's too small for us.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Why did you put the music back on?
- BEN: What music?
- Turn it off.
BEN: It's not me.
TINA: There's a well.
Fuck!
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
There's a grate.
Jesus, Ben! Turn it off!
Ben?
Ben? The couple...
Ben, the couple disappeared.
Ben, talk to me!
(SHOUTS) Ben! Ben, talk to me!
(GASPS)
Ben!
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(YELPS)
(TINA SCREAMS)
Ben!
(WHIMPERS)
(YELPS)
(SCREAMS)
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
(TINA SCREAMING)
Help!
(SOBBING)
BEN: Tina!
(TINA BREATHING HEAVILY)
BEN: Tina, can you hear me?
You OK, baby?
TINA: I called for help
and you didn't answer.
- BEN: I was right behind you.
- I was attacked.
It was the chains. It was the chains.
BEN: I was right here
looking for the fish.
When I turned around,
you were upside down.
- You're hurt!
- Ben, the bodies.
- They disappeared.
- BEN: What?
Look!
TINA: No.
- No, it can't be.
- They're dead.
- TINA: No!
- They're fucking dead.
No!
No.
What are you doing?
Ben, no, no, no.
Oh, my God.
TINA: Oh, my God.
Oh, it's them.
It's the owners of the house.
- BEN: Shit!
- (TINA SCREAMS)
BEN: Swim! Go! Swim.
Fuck!
Swim!
TINA: They're fucking alive!
BEN: They can't be.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
(TINA PANTS)
Ben.
BEN: Shut the door. Shut the door!
(BEN GRUNTING)
(TINA PANTING)
BEN: The chimney...
The chimney, it's our only chance.
Ben. Ben, I can't breathe! Ben, I'm...
- I'm suffocating.
- Short, shallow breaths, Tina.
- (TINA SOBBING)
- We are getting out.
It's narrow. Take your tank off.
- Ben, I'm not going to make it.
- Breathe.
Breathe like this...
(INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY)
Good, Tina.
Great.
(TINA PANTING)
BEN: Inhale.
(TINA PANTING)
BEN: Exhale.
Inhale.
This rope up.
Our way out is at the top there.
I'll send Tom up to give us some light.
We can do this, all right?
Come on.
You good?
- Are you with me?
- TINA: Yes.
BEN: Almost there, Tina.
We'll make it out, I promise.
Not far now. Hang in there.
Come on.
TINA: What the fuck is that?
What the fuck is that?
- BEN: Oh! Take cover!
- (SCREAMS)
(TINA YELPS)
BEN: Fuck!
(DRONE WHIRRING)
(TINA GASPS)
(TINA PANTING)
Ben.
(GRUNTS)
Ben?
Ben! Ben, I'm stuck in the chimney.
Ben, where are you?
(WHIMPERS)
Help.
(PANTING)
(PANTING)
Ben?
Ben, answer me.
Ben, answer me!
Talk to me.
Talk to me.
Ben!
(INHALES)
BEN: Tina? Tina, are you OK?
Come on, Tom.
Work! Work, you fucker!
(TINA PANTING)
Oh, shit.
Ben, where are you?
Talk to me.
Ben, talk to me!
(BEN BREATHING HEAVILY)
Tina, where are you?
Tina!
Tina, I'm locked in the bedroom.
I'm upstairs.
Damn it!
TINA: Oh, shit!
Shit.
Ben!
Ben, where are you?
Ben?
Ben, answer me!
BEN IN FRENCH:
Fuck.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Pierre, you bastard.
You're the Montegnac's son!
Come on, Tom. Work! Work, you fucker!
Tina, can you hear me?
Tina, are you OK?
Fuck! Tina!
TINA: Ben! Ben, where are you?
(CREAKING)
Ben, can you hear me?
(PANTS)
Ben!
(SCREAMS)
Ben!
(PANTS)
Where are you?
(TINA SCREAMING AND SOBBING)
Ben!
Ben!
(PANTS)
Ben.
(GROANS)
Ben, are you here?
Ben!
Oh, Ben.
Ben!
Ben, I'm here.
I'm here, sweetheart. Are you OK?
Oh, my God. are you hurt?
Oh, your mask!
- It's leaking. What's going on?
- I'm better.
- I'm better now.
- OK. OK.
- How much air do you have left?
- I don't know.
TINA: OK, you have 12 percent.
- I have eight percent left.
- BEN: You'll die before me.
What?
- What are you talking about?
- We're out of danger now.
Ben!
Snap out of it. You're in shock.
Ben, we're gonna get out of here.
For fuck sake, wake up.
Please.
Please. I love you, baby.
(PANTS)
(GASPS)
TINA: Oh, my God.
Something's in my suit. Fuck! Fuck!
Oh, fuck. Help!
(SCREAMS)
Do you see anything?
Oh, my God, it's crawling up my ribs!
BEN: Keep calm, Tina.
TINA: Where is it? Where is it?
Oh, my God. I can feel it up my neck.
(PANTS)
BEN: It's only a snake.
TINA: What? What?
(PANTS)
Look at me, Tina.
- Open your mouth.
- TINA: What?
BEN: Let it in.
- What?
- Swallow it!
Let go of me, Ben!
(AIR HISSES)
(SIGHS AND PANTS)
- Did you see that?
- BEN: It's the house.
She knows...
- She knows your fears.
- What?
Soon we'll have nothing to be afraid of.
TINA: Where are you going?
- The cellar.
- Not the cellar, Ben, no!
We already explored the basement.
There's nothing down there.
- BEN: You'll see.
- No. No, Ben!
BEN: This is the way.
TINA: The way out?
BEN: Trust me.
Almost there.
This is it.
TINA: Oh, my God. Finally.
What?
Come in, Tina.
TINA: There's nothing here.
It's a dead end.
BEN: This is where it all begins,
my love.
- TINA: Where is the way out?
- There was never a way out.
- We're safe here.
- Fuck.
(BEEPS)
- TINA: Five percent.
- Good, Tina.
- Breathe like me.
- (PANTS)
BEN: We belong to this place now.
We've been chosen.
Ben!
(YELPS)
What the fuck is that?
BEN: Mr Montegnac and his son, Pierre.
TINA: Pierre?
BEN: They would kidnap kids
from the neighbouring farms
and sacrifice them.
- TINA: The fucker set us up!
- It's not a trap, darling.
It's a gift. A sacrifice.
Sarah.
BEN: The locals came
to avenge their dead children.
They killed her in her own bed.
TINA: What the fuck is that?
BEN: But Pierre managed to escape.
TINA: What are you talking about?
I don't care.
I don't want to die here.
BEN: Masks of shame.
Intended to punish.
TINA: No!
(SCREAMS)
BEN: Don't be afraid, Tina.
She will guide us.
TINA: What? What?
BEN IN FRENCH:
TINA:
BEN: Join us, Tina.
(SHOUTS) No, no!
Join us, Tina.
(TINA PANTING)
BEN IN DISTANCE: Join us, Tina.
(BEEPS)
(PANTS)
(WHIMPERS)
Get off me!
Ben, get off me!
Let me go!
- Ben!
- We cannot stay here.
BEN: I'm going to kill you, my love.
Don't be afraid.
TINA: Ben, let me go!
I don't want to die here. No!
BEN: Don't worry. I shall die as well.
(WATCH BEEPING)
Ben, this isn't you!
(TINA SCREAMS AND SOBS)
Don't fight it, Tina.
This is our chance
to be part of something.
Something much bigger than us.
(TINA GRUNTING)
(BEN GROANS)
- Tina?
- Yes?
- Yes, my love. I'm here.
- What happened?
TINA: We're out of time.
We need to go now.
OK. There's a passageway above us.
Maybe it's the way out.
- BEN: OK.
- Count your breath, baby. OK?
TINA: No!
(SOBS)
Ben!
(SOBS)
Oh, no.
(TINA PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
(PANTS)
(WATCH BEEPS)
(PANTS)
(GRUNTING)
(DRONE WHIRRING)
(GROANING)
(GRUNTS)