The Mummy: Reckoning (2026) Movie Script
(waves crashing)
(explosion booms)
(rifles popping)
(tense dramatic music)
Raise the chair.
(tense dramatic music)
(rifle popping)
(tense dramatic music)
(doctor speaks in German)
(tense dramatic music)
(monster growls)
(tense dramatic music)
(monster growls)
(tense dramatic music) (rifles popping)
(monster growls)
(glass shattering)
(rifles popping)
(flesh squelching)
(ominous music)
(siren buzzing)
(ominous music)
What? Come on.
This is ruining my focal at Wewelsburg.
The weapon has been too
effective, I repeat, too effective.
It does not stop the enemy.
It's killing our own troops as well.
(ominous music) (siren buzzing)
It is consuming, flesh
while they're still alive.
(ominous music)
It's just been catastrophic,
the cast is lost.
We have lost control.
Come on, we have gone too far.
(dark ominous music)
This is not a weapon, it is a curse.
(dark ominous music)
I have to stop this, for
the sake of everyone.
For the sake of the world.
It will not end, this is war.
It was not fair to you.
(dark sinister music)
(siren buzzing)
By the rights that bind you,
by the names stolen from the dead,
the blood and flesh and breath.
Belong Jesus' name.
Return to silence, return to dust.
Return to this box that burned you. (Yells)
(monster screeches)
(fire whooshing)
(siren buzzing)
It's this box, it must never be opened.
We do not know what is at stake.
(birds chirping)
(bell tolls)
Are you far away?
Oh, fantastic, I'll get
Jasper to meet you outside.
Oh, did you manage to pick up the interns?
Okay, great.
Father, what's going
on, you've been calling me.
Ah, Jamie.
Jasper, Jamie, Jamie's another one.
[Jasper] Yeah.
Well, I hope all this training
I've invested in you is gonna pay off.
It will, so who is this
expert that you found?
You two are gonna get
on like a house on fire.
[Jasper] What's this?
Good evening, soldiers.
Captain Neal here from the
balmy army YouTube files.
Good evening and welcome.
If you're new, please
don't forget to subscribe
and like to my channel.
I'm your number one army historian.
- Now as its Thursday.
- Great.
So my expert on this
job is a fucking influencer.
You can't be serious.
I am deadly serious.
And you better not mess this up.
This is your last chance.
All right.
(distant rock music)
Please tell me that's not him.
- That's him.
- Heavy metal.
- Now go and get your lift.
- Thanks, Father.
- Don't let me down.
- Yeah, I won't.
This is your big chance, boy.
(eerie music)
So you ever been paid, bull?
No.
(carcass squelching)
Did you see that?
Who cares?
We prep this out, we could take with us.
What do you mean?
You know if you kill
something, you leave it.
It's already been killed, it's yours.
No, that's not quite how the
law works in England anymore.
Really, when did that change?
Years ago.
I thought it was one of those old laws.
You know, like, if you
kill a swan, it's illegal.
Yes, it is illegal to kill a swan.
Right, and what would
you do with it exactly
if you could pick it up?
What the hell, a couple
of steaks, a big stew.
You're a savage.
Trouble with you.
You was born with a
silver spoon in your mouth.
You have no idea how the other half live.
You know nothing about me, Neal.
Oh really?
Son of Lord Enfield, cousin to the king,
working for his requisition organization.
I'm not going to apologize
for having a rich father.
And don't let me remind you,
you're also working for said organization.
Yeah, as a freelancer.
Not 'cause daddy lets me run
around playing treasure hunter.
Pull over.
Gotta make a phone call, pull over, here.
(tense music)
(car swooshing)
(rain pattering)
(cellphone vibrating)
Hello, Father.
What is it now, Jasper?
Look, I don't know about this.
Is this your excuse now?
I set up the team and you
find any minute inconvenience
to disappoint me again.
No, no, of course not.
Because I can pull the plug on this
as quickly as I can snap my fingers.
I just wish you'd let me
have my own team for this.
This is my find, my
money and my name on it.
If you'd wanted to
employ your lazy friends,
you should have asked their
fathers to raise the capital.
Everybody has been chosen by me
for their specific
contributions to this find.
If you did more of these,
you'd know what is required.
What are you looking for?
There's Nazi gold there somewhere.
- Seriously?
- Keep it to yourself.
I don't want everybody else
knowing what we're looking for.
Yeah, yeah, of course.
Yeah, yeah, I can make this work.
You will make this work.
(tense ominous music)
Do you know what?
This is still mostly intact.
How did I not know this was here?
They've only recently released it
but the Woolworths
Commission declassified it.
This was built in the Napoleonic wars.
It's called full brief, the
place is absolutely stunning.
Your dad had got permission
to itemize every single thing inside.
I don't know what we're gonna find.
You should be very excited.
So as far as I'm aware,
there's a lot of World War II relics.
And we're gonna find
more ancient gems in there,
do you know that?
We don't know what is gonna be in there.
And is it just ancient relics
you're expecting to find?
What do you mean?
- Nothing, I just...
- Oh no, no, don't worry.
We've got all bases covered.
Your dad knows what he's doing.
That's why he's got me on board.
And what is it you do for him exactly?
So I'm an historian,
expert on everything and anything military.
So World War I and World
War II is my specialism.
I've got my own uniform for the era,
but I can't fit in them anymore.
I've made YouTubes, I've
made countless YouTube in here.
Would you be interested in
coming on one of my YouTube?
No, I prefer reading.
Is this the welcoming committee?
These are your interns,
recently graduated.
Fuck me, are they even qualified?
Is anyone here qualified?
(tense ominous music)
Hey, you must be.
- Hi, I'm Molly.
- Molly, I'm Neal.
Must recognize Jasper.
- Jasper.
- Hey!
Where did my father find you two?
Ah, archeology major, Cambridge.
Professor Archibald did electra
at the university a few weeks ago.
And I guess my scores
must have impressed him.
UCLA's Institute of
Archeology, same field.
I recommended this young lady.
Been on a panel one of my podcasts.
Very intelligent girl.
Oh, bless you.
Well, it's very nice to work
with you again Mr. Brynn.
Is it just the World Wars
we can be expecting in here?
Maybe a bit more.
Oh, exciting.
I hope we find something
maybe from the Battle of Waterloo.
Oh yeah, there's not
enough of that, is there?
Yeah, look.
(both chattering)
Right, so it looks like you three
will get along nicely then,
reminiscing about the past
whilst the rest of us look to the future.
Don't worry, he's all bark.
Did you find the place okay?
Yeah, yeah, perfect.
We've only been here for 10 minutes.
Your direction was spot
on down to the square inch.
Good.
We met up at the
station and we took a taxi
to the B&B together.
Okay, so you're all unpacked?
- Yeah, everything right here.
- Well, come on, let's go.
Forward march!
Oh, again.
All right.
- Awaits.
- Thank you, sir.
(gate rattles)
(tense ominous music)
(rain pattering)
(gentle tense music)
This place reminds me of Auschwitz.
Yeah, the sight about his place.
There's nothing like
any other military fort
I've been in ever.
(tense eerie music)
(fire whooshing)
(tense eerie music rises)
(mummy whispers)
Well, you must be Jasper.
Father Mike O'Flanagan.
- Molly.
- Gemma.
- Ah, hello.
- Hi.
- I'm Neal.
- Oh.
- You the owner?
- The owner.
- No.
- The curator then?
Oh heavens, no, no.
Merely a priest being tasked
with keeping the chapel.
All of God's houses must be kept hallowed.
It is a very nice place.
It's very old.
It was originally built
during the Napoleonic Wars.
Correct, 1803 to
1815, early 19th century.
Hence the Victorian architecture,
obviously changed that
during the World Wars.
Mostly army relics, prisoners of war.
(tense ominous music)
(rain pattering)
(dark sinister music)
(mummy growls)
There's a lot of rooms here,
some disused but mostly intact.
Close to how it was
when the military left here
at the end of the second World War.
(gentle tense music)
Somehow against all common
sense, your father managed
to get first rights to
all the contents here.
I don't know what he was looking for,
but he made sure he was the
first one to catalog everything.
Father, what could be in here?
Well, the building's over 200 years old,
not all skeletons reside in cupboards.
What did you mean by that?
(gentle tense music)
(dark ominous music)
I think you'll find this
is the best place to start.
There's countless rooms here at the fort.
(gentle tense music)
Oh, phones.
- What?
- Phones.
I don't want any photos, information leak.
We weren't gonna do... It doesn't matter.
I want all of them, come on.
Um, okay, yeah.
Uh, what are you gonna do with them?
I'll keep them safe.
You can have them back
at the end of each day when we finish up.
All right, I guess you
lot starting here then.
I'm gonna get some coffee.
Wait, aren't, aren't you gonna help?
I don't know what half
this stuff is, that's your job.
Enjoy.
(gentle tense music)
Father, how long have you been here?
About two years I think.
Well, Jesus spent 40
days lost in the desert.
I don't see this being any different.
Wasn't Jesus tempted by the devil?
He was.
(loud sinister music) (blood dripping)
There's temptation all around us.
If we're not careful, the
devil will take our souls
before we even know it.
I'm not the first person
to be stationed here
and I won't be the last.
Father, I'm not quite
interested in a sermon.
If there's something you must
say, you best get on with it.
Well, about two years ago,
my predecessor, Father
John, went crazy here.
How so?
Well, he was only here a couple of weeks
and he started to see things.
I think he's gone mad.
(typewriter clicking)
(gentle eerie music)
Dear Archbishop Welby,
thank you for trusting me
with the stewardship of this place.
I accepted the post in faith and humility,
believing prayer and
discipline would be sufficient.
I have prayed without cease.
(suspenseful music)
Yet something within
these walls is restless.
(eerie music)
Began with whispers.
(eerie music)
At first, they were faint,
easily dismissed as wind through stone
or the fatigue of long nights.
(eerie music)
They were louder, insistent
as those spoken close to my ear.
(eerie music)
I've tried to silence them in prayer.
Even my dreams have turned against me.
(eerie music)
One moment, my thoughts are my own.
Next I'm wrapped in linen,
running through trenches,
breath burning my lungs,
gunfire cracks above me.
The dreams worsen.
I see fields of flanders,
soldiers passing me in the dark.
They look British,
I do not know why these visions come
nor why they clinging to me so fiercely.
(eerie music)
I force myself to remain steadfast.
Yet something, something
ancient lives here.
(eerie music)
Oh God in heaven.
(explosion booms)
Please.
(mummy growls)
By the living God, by the
true God, cease your attack
and depart this place.
Be gone from the servant of God.
(mummy growls)
(ominous music)
(ominous music rises)
(mummy snarling)
(dark eerie music)
(pastor screams) (flesh squelching)
(body thuds)
(wind whishing)
Jesus.
Found this letter still on the machine.
No one else but you have seen it.
What do you suppose happened?
When I trained at the Vatican,
I was, I was taught to notice signs.
There's no demon, but
whatever lurks inside these walls
is a malign spirit, a malign
evil that I don't understand.
Anyway, canteen's up that way.
Where you going?
Up there to the chapel.
God bless you.
I'll be here if you need me.
(foreboding music)
(car sputtering)
- Neal.
- All right, Mol?
Yeah.
Hey Neal, uh, how long do you think will be
at the fort for?
I think a couple of
days, it's quite obvious.
It's only me, you and Gemma doing any work.
Look, Molly, I don't
wanna bring up earlier,
I don't wanna make site out of nothing,
but I've been them sites all over Europe.
War sites, forts.
Our place didn't sit well, you know?
Yeah, I mean, don't get me wrong,
it looks great on paper.
And to have Archibald
on my CV would just be...
- Yeah.
- Huge.
But there's definitely something off, yeah?
Yeah, but what?
(gentle tense music)
Did you feel the air change
when the priest came in?
What was that?
Evening, boys and girls.
Hey.
Having a little gossip, are we?
Just doing a little
debrief about the day.
We think we found something,
like an underground entrance
to something in the fort.
It could be something
really good down there.
Yes, there best be.
We should have found something by now.
We can't rush here, we're not cowboys.
Besides, there's only three of us doing
any actual listening, isn't there?
You know, I don't
see how that's my issue.
My father paid you to get the job done.
It's not like I'm prancing
around on YouTube
trying to be a history expert.
So you have seen my channel.
You arse.
Look, it's been a long day, right?
I just need this to work.
If it doesn't, I don't know
what I'll do next to be honest.
Hey, this is important to all of us.
Obviously, we chose to be here
for some reason, not just money.
- Speak for yourself.
- Neal.
All right, I hope it's gonna
boost my YouTube channel,
you know, passive income thing.
And I'm here to make a name for myself.
That's my truth.
Right, well, we will do our best.
Even if it's not for you, you can trust
that we're gonna do this properly.
Yes, okay, good.
Okay, well, um, I'm gonna head up
and start getting ready for bed.
Right.
Me too, mate, sweet dreams.
(gentle music)
(dark eerie music)
(Neal snoring)
(loud eerie music)
(mummy whispering) (loud sinister music)
(Molly whimpering)
(mummy growls)
(Gemma moans)
(mummy growls)
(Gemma moans)
(loud sinister music)
(Gemma moans)
(dark sinister music)
(mummy growls)
(Molly gasping)
(Gemma shivering)
- Oh, Jesus.
- Hey, hey, sorry.
- Sorry.
- You're awake.
Yeah, yeah, I just had some weird dreams
that just freaked me out a bit.
You had weird dreams?
- Yeah.
- Huh, me too.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- What did you dream?
- Um,
I don't really remember, but it,
it was pretty creepy.
We've had a long day.
Yeah, I think it's just
been a really long day,
and which are both probably exhausted.
And that place is a bit
creepy and we're all just,
we'll be fine in the morning.
Yeah, all right.
Yeah, see you.
Hey, what do you think about Jasper?
I think, I think he is
not really very interested
in anything we're doing.
And he's kind of only just
here because he has to be.
I don't know, he feels a bit odd.
Like, there's some
sort of a ulterior motive
for him being here.
(Neal groans and sniffs)
(door thuds)
Oh, rough night?
Could say that.
Yeah, same here, I
had some strange dreams.
Let's just get to the site, yeah?
Shouldn't wait for the girls?
They can walk, it's not far.
Good.
Yes, sir.
(vehicle rumbling)
(eerie music)
(gentle tense music)
How come tunnels so small?
And Jesus Christ, how far does it go down?
Good question.
Hey, careful, we don't know
what the hell's down there.
Hope this ain't really expensive.
I'll see if you need a holiday.
Yeah, where would you go?
Me, Malta.
Sun, Lucy, quaint chops.
Not at all, Malta is a
fortress in its own way.
It got battered during the war.
Most bombed place in whole of Europe,
but it held the med together
when everything else collapsed.
Guys, focus, please.
Go and get Gemma.
Well, she's still in the other
room, she's still adamant.
I don't care, I want her here.
I'll go, you all right?
- Yeah, yeah.
- I'll be one minute.
(gentle tense music)
(owl hooting)
(foreboding music)
Gem, Molly, we struck gold here.
(gentle tense music)
Oh wow.
There's loads of stuff in here.
What's that all about?
Well, Napoleon on it, right there.
Hey, Neal, put the light over here.
Do you know what this is?
Yeah, Gem, you (speaks indistinctly).
I mean, it looks like
it could be something
that they use to produce oil,
or actually with these holes,
it could be a knife sharpener.
Yeah, I think it the series.
Girls, did I tell you the
story about Fanny Johnson?
Beth and Green.
She wakes in the night from a heavy crash.
Gets out bed, looks around,
there's no damage anywhere.
Not upstairs, nor downstairs.
(gentle tense music)
(Jasper grunts)
The next day, she got
went to the living cupboard,
found an unexploded love mine bomb.
Jesus, does she know how long she was?
I know, the strange thing of that story
isn't the fact that she found a bomb.
There was no raid that night.
What?
Yeah, not even German records.
No one could explain how he got there.
Lucky he found it.
Found anything interesting?
Everything found is right there,
right in the middle of the room.
Doesn't look like much.
Well, examining, researching, itemizing,
tagging does take a long time.
Yeah.
Would it not be quicker
if we just took everything
and did this with a team at the university?
No, no, there'd be
no point if we did a lorry
and somebody's aunt went off
transporting all the way there.
It might be worthless.
This way we've got an
itemized list of everything.
So if anything goes to auction,
you've got proof of ownership
and serial numbers as well.
It sounds rather boring.
Mate, you gotta show
some more enthusiasm.
We must forsake really
rather than shape the landscape of history.
What's your problem?
My problem that we're down here working
and I don't think we need you here.
You know nothing about history,
but you don't seem to care.
Why?
Because I'm not a nerd like you.
That's not very nice, Jasper.
That's Mr. Enfield.
Yes, Mr. Enfield.
This is my job.
My father just happens to have the money
and the means to make it happen.
So whilst we're here, I'm in charge.
Back to work.
Yeah, we all love
daddy's money, don't we?
Fuck him.
You really know nothing about me.
I know everything about you.
Get back, mate.
Why, you're going to hit me?
Shut up, mate, I'm warming you.
One more chance.
I dare you.
(group chattering)
There's something back there.
Move, I'll handle it, I'll handle it.
Get out the way.
We can get through.
Take it down, pass that there.
Give it to me now.
Move back, all of you.
(bolt cutter snaps)
(Jasper grunts)
Oh that's hard.
Make yourself useful, come on, get it down.
(wood thuds)
Pull it off, pull it off, that's it.
(Neal screams)
That's it, that's it, now pull it.
(Neal grunts)
No, the other way, move, move.
(ominous music)
What is all that?
I don't know.
Let's pull another one off, we'll get in.
(Neal grunts)
That's it.
Go again, good.
Right, this one here, yeah?
You ready?
Now go, yeah.
(Neal grunts)
(wood snaps)
(tense music)
Come on, one more.
We should be able to get through.
(Neal grunts)
(wood rattles)
(gentle tense music)
(Gemma laughs)
What is all this?
What is this room?
(gentle tense music)
(bell dings)
(eerie music)
Look, Egyptian.
Oh, they're hieroglyphs.
But not like ancient Egyptian
like you'd see in the pyramids.
They're almost like modern hieroglyphs
if that is even a thing.
- You can read it?
- Well, kind of.
Not much here.
You're missing a part
and it doesn't make much sense.
That bit there, it's like
summer fades or sunset.
But it doesn't make sense
with the ones around it.
I don't think it's Egyptian.
Hold on, you can both read this?
Well, German studied ancient linguistics
and that was the topic of my dissertation.
Girls, Egyptian hieroglyphs.
Nazi flag, Nazi stamp.
It's the Victorian shipwreck's chest.
It's probably from the 1800s,
but what is it doing here?
What is the Victorian ship
doing here on a fake wall?
Given all the Nazi memorabilia,
they had probably places
here around the 1940s.
Wait, wait, wait.
Why that's only booby-trapped?
Look, help me get it down
and I'll handle this from here.
I don't think this was meant to be found.
But we did find it, I found it.
(gentle tense music)
It's easy, this has got to be something.
Why else would it be locked away like this?
Don't you get it?
All of that other stuff out there
is probably generic military crap.
But this, this could actually be something.
This could be something
to give us all a name,
finally put me in
competition with my father.
He's right though.
It could be live World War II explosives.
My father said there
would be something here,
something he had heard about.
This has got to be it.
We don't know what that is.
Fine.
We don't itemize it, but we examine it.
If it's nothing, we add it to
the list, standard procedure.
But if it's something special,
we take it somewhere.
We can make a sale to the highest bidder,
somewhere far outside of my father's reach.
How does that sound?
I mean, I would want
to know what's inside it,
even if it's Egyptian a tour.
Brilliant, Gemma's on board.
Look, when we know
what it is, then we decide.
But for now, are we capable
of keeping this between ourselves?
(gentle tense music)
Molly?
(gentle tense music)
(phone ringing)
Charlie, it's me.
And what can I do for you then, Father?
There's more what I can do for you.
- How's that?
- Well, let's say
it's something that could help the cause,
if you know what I mean.
The weapon, have
they found it, the fuckers?
What about the gold?
You keep the gold.
Just hold it off until I
can finish the ritual to,
to control it, okay?
Military?
No, archeologists and Archibald's son.
I can't stand that little prick.
How soon can you get here?
Soon, Father, yeah, I'll see you soon.
All right, sooner the better.
(car whooshing)
(eerie music)
(eerie music rises)
- Team, you ready?
- Yep.
- Gem?
- Mm-hmm.
Jasper, out of the way.
Just hold that for me, please.
Molly, standby.
Right, Gem, nice and easy.
Pad it off to three, we'll take it slow.
One, two, three.
Good.
- Jasper, just hold down.
- Right.
Yeah, just take time.
Molly, all right, it's not too bad.
- There's a key.
- Molly.
There's a key, a key.
This side, this side,
this side, this side.
What's that say?
Hold the stand.
[Gemma] I am.
Take your time, Jasper.
(ominous music)
(fire roaring)
Don't let it drop, don't let it drop.
- Got it.
- Pull up.
- Put it down.
- Well, we've got it, Jasper.
- Put it down.
- I've got it, I've got it.
- Gemma!
- Put it down, God.
[Molly] Oh my God, oh my God.
- Gemma!
- Oh my God.
(sinister music)
Molly.
(sinister music)
Gemma, are you okay?
Gemma, oh, my God, oh, my God.
- Gemma!
- Oh, my God.
- Jasper, help!
- All right.
- Jasper!
- Get her out.
Let's go, I know the route.
She can't walk, pick her up.
I've got her, one, two, three.
- Look at us.
- Take that side.
(eerie music)
All right, let's get her.
(sinister music)
(fire sizzles)
(blood bubbling)
(fire sizzling) (mummy growling)
This is bad.
Occupational hazard.
Occupational hazard?
A liquid's completely incapacitated her.
You don't know what was in there.
Neither do you.
(eerie music)
(fire crackling)
Probably just acid build
up from decomposition.
That's all.
What, you a doctor now?
I think we're all getting
ahead of ourselves.
(fire crackling) (ominous music rises)
Wash it off, rinse her eyes out.
She'll be fine by this evening.
(tense music)
This is so much worse.
I think we're all overreacting here.
You see what was in the bag?
Yes.
(loud sinister music)
A bunch of bones.
Yeah, we did this for a bunch of bones.
(bone cracking) (eerie music)
There must be a reason
for them to be in there.
Like a burial.
Not any ordinary burial.
Someone important.
What, like Hitler's bones?
Oh, no way.
Can't remember seeing anyone.
Look at the evidence.
Locked in a box, walled in a tomb
and covered by some bat shit weird symbols.
(eerie music) (bones cracking)
- Hieroglyphs, yeah?
- Whatever.
- Or a demon.
- What?
Have you ever heard of a Dybbuk box?
A malicious possessing spirit said
to be the soul of a sinful person.
Yeah, ridiculous.
Not so ridiculous it can't be true.
What are we arguing about here?
This is still a find.
Them bones will still fetch
your hands some price
from the right buyer.
Well, it'll leave a man studied
and ridiculed in a glass box.
Yes, yes, yes.
Now you're getting it.
Are you two really
debating this right now?
We need to get her to a hospital
or, or call the police or something.
Where's my phone?
- She'll be fine.
- No, she won't.
I can't risk my father
finding out, all right?
Not yet.
(eerie music) (bones cracking)
Come on, please, this is my find.
I'm not going to have my
father taking credit for it.
This might be nothing but
it might also be something.
So I'd just like to hold fire
before contacting any authorities.
You're insured, you won't lose nothing
if we take her to the hospital.
Fine, fine.
But then we're right back
here to finish what we started.
As long as she gets seen to first, yeah?
- Whatever.
- I'll go get the van.
(suspenseful music)
Thank you.
(owl hoots)
(foreboding music)
(car revving)
(car door thuds)
(gentle tense music)
Charlie, my son.
How are you doing?
God bless you my joy, God bless you.
How are you doing?
- Come on, leave it out, Mike.
- They found the weapon.
Are you fucking joking?
You were stationed here to protect it,
to protect our company,
to protect our lineage.
And now you're telling me
that some little fucking
work experience twats
have come in here and fucking dug it up.
Get your fucking hands off me.
Don't you forget who
you're fucking talking to.
Don't forget who I am.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Herr Kommandant.
Right, what I want you to do,
I don't want you to hurt them,
you just, just scare them, all right?
We don't want no police around here
and we don't want no fucking army either.
- What about Jasper?
- Yeah.
Well, keep an eye on Jasper.
He's Archibald's son.
If he starts talking,
police are gonna be
the least of your worries.
I can't stand that little cunt.
(footsteps thudding)
(mummy growls)
Did someone followed you?
- No.
- Wait here.
(ominous music)
(nails scratching)
(mummy growling)
(ominous music)
(reverend panting)
(ominous music)
(reverend panting)
(ominous music)
(door thuds)
(reverend panting)
(foreboding music)
(loud sinister music)
(reverend panting)
(reverend speaking German)
(reverend panting)
(Mummy growling)
(fist thuds)
(loud sinister music)
(flesh squelching)
(loud sinister music)
[Jasper] Jesus.
Does that hurt?
Not really.
[Jasper] At least let me
apply bandage for you.
(suspenseful music)
Thanks.
Hold still.
(suspenseful music)
Why do you have to be so argumentative?
I'm not argumentative, I just...
Yeah, it's just...
There's a lot riding on this.
My father expects me to fail
and I'd rather not give
him the satisfaction.
You're not that similar,
you know, no offense.
None taken.
He saw my mother as nothing more
than a one-night stand at a party.
(suspenseful music)
She died when I was 17.
And well, he was obliged
to take me in, I guess.
It's okay.
You don't have to tell me.
He expects a lot from me.
I'm still his blood even
though I don't carry his name.
And when I fail, he likes to gloat.
So why do you do it then?
(suspenseful music)
Make this quick, Jamie, I'm very busy.
Yeah, hello, Father.
Yes, what is it you need?
Father, I, I want another chance.
If I had a penny for
every favor I've given,
I'd be a rich man.
Look, I, I know I've not
lived up to your expectations,
but I am willing to learn
and be more like you.
Well, rich like me or
prestigious as my name?
Both, I want to make a mark
and maybe make our names synonymous.
I'm not one for giving
out second chances,
but I, I have procured something
that I believe would
reinstate you in my graces.
Yes, yeah, anything.
I elect the team
and I take what you find.
And my name on it.
(gentle music)
Oh yes, your name
will be on it, I assure you,
as long as you deliver.
Of course.
(suspenseful music)
Expectation, (indistinct)
don't really know.
Every time he says each will be the last,
but this time I really feel
like this will be the last.
If I don't pull a rabbit
out the hat on this one,
I, I'm on my own.
Is that so bad though?
You didn't have to live
your life in a shadow.
If you don't like this path,
you don't have to follow it.
What's taking him so long?
(suspenseful music)
I'll find ya.
(suspenseful music)
Come out, come out wherever you are.
(suspenseful music)
What the fuck is this?
(suspenseful music)
Don't fucking move.
Whoa, whoa cut easy cowboy.
Who the fuck are you?
Don't worry about who the fuck I am.
Where's the rest of you then?
There's more here, isn't there?
Mate, we've been
hired to do an excavation,
whatever Jasper's got himself
into, nothing to do with us.
I'm just a freelancer.
You don't understand the shit shower
that Jasper's got you into.
I was trying to get the
van, someone's really ill.
Yeah, fuck the van.
You'll be really fucking
ill if you don't carry on.
Where are they?
All right, all right, calm down.
Well, they're back there.
Well, fucking move then.
- All right.
- Now, move.
(tense music) (door latch clicks)
- Who are you?
- Where's Father Mike?
- What?
- Where's Father Mike?
We don't know.
What's up with her?
What the fuck have you done to her?
Don't know what's the matter with her.
You've obviously done
the same to Father Mike
is what you've done to her.
We need to get her to a hospital.
No, out, out.
- Okay, okay.
- All right.
- Get out, out.
- Okay, okay.
Fucking move, chop, chop.
Go fat boy.
(tense music)
You, over there.
Hey, Father Mike's friend.
We need to get our friend to a hospital.
No, what's up with her?
We don't know.
Where's Father Mike?
We don't know where he is.
Then why is his fucking phone there?
The last time we seen him,
he showed us around yesterday.
(mummy growling)
(tense music)
(dark sinister music)
Why have you brought us here?
What do you think?
Father Mike, friend
with a gun is looking for ya.
(tense music)
Are you there, Father?
(tense music rises)
(Molly screams)
(Gemma growls)
(bones cracking)
(gentle eerie music)
Wait there.
(eerie music)
Gemma, you're alive.
(eyes squelching) (Neal screams)
(eerie music)
(Gemma munching)
(Molly gasping)
Did you see him?
- Did you see Father Mike?
- Yes, I saw him.
Who did that?
- It wasn't any of us.
- Perhaps Neal.
- No.
- He's the only one capable
of such brute force barbarism.
Plus he was gone for quite a
while before Charlie showed up.
No, don't you even start,
he would never do that.
Don't think you can run
from me you murderers.
Oh shit, what are we gonna do?
Stay alert, head for the van.
Hopefully we can get
there before he sees us.
- Leave Neal?
- And get help, Molly.
(tense music)
Fuck, I wish I had my phone.
Is it still at the B&B?
Yes, mine too.
We got to get clear of
here before we call anyone.
Get to the B&B, get out, okay?
(tense music)
Right, come on.
(tense music)
Right, he's gone that way.
If we head in the opposite direction,
we should be able to get outside.
It's dark now.
- Hey, I don't like this.
- Yeah, this is the only way
we're getting out of here, all right?
No, it's, it's not that.
It's, I have a bad feeling.
It's probably just survival instinct.
No, listen, it's not that.
It's something else, it's something darker.
All right, come on.
(tense music)
Little bastards.
(tense music)
You think you can fucking stop me.
(tense music)
Neal.
(Molly panting)
(footsteps clacking)
(Molly panting)
Oh my God, where's Gemma?
She's gone.
I don't know, perhaps
she's feeling better.
- What?
- What on earth is that?
I don't know, I don't know.
Well, what does it want?
I don't know, it doesn't sound happy.
What do we do?
(foreboding music)
Gemma.
What?
The box, the box in the storage room.
- Yes.
- There were documents
in the storage room, they,
they said something about.
(sinister music)
(rain pattering)
Well, what?
- A mummy.
- A mummy?
Like Frankenstein, Scooby Doo?
No, like ancient Egyptian burial rights.
But I, I don't know what
it said, I, I didn't read it.
The hieroglyphics, we need, we need
to read the hieroglyphics,
let's go, come on, come on.
(suspenseful music)
(Gemma laughs maniacally)
What are you?
Answer me!
(tense music)
(Gemma cackles)
(gunfire pops)
Fuck this.
(Gemma grunting)
Okay, this is it, this is it.
This is what we need
to figure out, I just...
Right, hurry up, hurry up.
We need to get out of here.
Okay, okay, okay, okay, I, I can read it.
It's just, it's, it's,
half of it's cut off.
The, the documents, the documents.
Yes, this is what I found.
Right.
(suspenseful music)
Right, this bit.
When the Ahnenerbea swept across the desert
in the North Africa
campaign, they uncovered
and stole a bunch of ancient
texts prescribing his rights.
[Jasper] Right, and?
(mummy grunting) (suspenseful music)
They pieced together forbidden magic,
rituals binding his soul to metal and will.
And then they chose a ruthless SS officer,
a man completely stripped of conscience.
And, and they chose him as the conduit.
Sorry, who the fuck are the Ahnenerbea?
The Ahnenerbea, the, the,
the research branch of the SS.
Okay, anthropology,
archeology, ancient religions.
They swept across half the
earth trying to find anything
that would confirm their beliefs or, or,
or boost their power.
If anyone was gonna use ancient texts
and twist them into a weapon,
it, it would be the Ahnenerbea.
Yes, amusing, is it?
Come on, hurry up.
Okay, all right.
Um, okay, so they, they
sacrificed the SS officer
just as the text prescribed,
smelting his remains
and forging his cursed
bones into their war machines.
They believed that his
spirit would guide their rifles
and tanks with unholy precision.
Every shot was a chance.
It was him shackled and furious.
And, what do we do?
Look, even the government was scared.
So they ordered these,
these Catholic priests
to bind him to this box
and seal him in this tomb.
So many men died getting him here,
turned completely mad by the evil inside.
[Jasper] Well, well, does it say anything
about how to stop it?
(ominous music)
Well, doctor, raise the chair.
(ominous music)
Please, the chains.
(chains rattling)
Bind it.
(ominous music)
This must work, this must work.
(ominous music)
Binding.
This is the ninth subject.
Nine soldiers, nine failures
already forgiven by Berlin.
Patience is gone.
If we fail again, Hitler
will not ask questions,
we will be sent to the camps like the rest.
Herr doctor, please.
North Africa was meant
to turn the tide of the war.
It gave us the text.
The funerary rights and preservation.
Reanimation and
bindings is sold to the flesh.
'Cause they were
never meant for the living.
These rats were deliberately suppressed
by local custodians for centuries.
Hidden beneath the sand, holders in Rome
holders in Christianity.
And the allies are at the gate.
Which is why this must work.
(ominous music)
(soldier groans)
(ominous music)
(solider panting)
Okay, okay, okay,
now the right, the right.
Hold again.
(group chants in German)
It is reacting to funerary
rights, shall bind it.
Something's wrong.
The texts growing of instability.
Not instability.
- Then what?
- Independence.
Hold him down.
What do we do, what do we do?
Listen, if he dies, he dies.
Get the book.
Hold him down, hold him down.
Hold him down, hold him down, Nancy.
I got this.
(group chants in German)
(foreboding music)
Did it say anything about how to stop it?
I haven't seen anything,
I haven't seen it. (Gasping)
What?
- No.
- What?
- No.
- What do you mean no?
This was the last line of defense.
This was it.
They, they didn't know what else to do.
(monster grunting)
Fuck, fuck, we gotta go, we gotta go.
(shoes clacking)
Fuck, fuck.
(ominous music)
(gunfire pops)
(ominous music rising)
(gunfire pops)
(ominous music rising)
(gunfire pops)
(ominous music rising)
(gunfire pops)
(ominous music rising)
Move it, come on, move it.
(foreboding music)
(Charlie screams)
Oh my God.
(menacing music)
(Charlie screams)
(head crushing)
Was that Charlie?
I think that's one problem sorted.
Oh fuck, oh fuck.
Go, go, go.
(menacing music)
(mummy growls)
Oh, what happened?
(Molly gasping)
(foreboding music)
Is that Gemma?
Yes, and Charlie.
Oh my God, the bastard shot her, Gemma.
His keys, his keys.
We can take his car, Molly, come on.
Molly, come on, let's go.
- No, no, no.
- Molly, let's go.
Let's get out of here now.
- Let's go.
- Jasper, Jasper!
Shit, hold on.
(kick thuds)
Give me that, give me that.
(weapon thuds)
Go, go!
Let's go, let's go.
(gate rattles)
(mummy growls)
(car whooshing)
Molly, we need to leave, Molly?
Just give me a minute.
Molly, I've given you a minute.
Just give me a minute!
(gentle tense music)
Molly, we need to leave.
(gentle tense music)
What are we going to do?
We need to get to the
van and everything inside it.
Then we need to leave.
I'm not going back there.
Molly, I'm not leaving without it.
How can you think about money right now?
This isn't about money, Molly.
This is bigger.
- And the others?
- They're gone.
You can't tell me that
you don't care about them.
They do, it's just if we leave now,
then there's, their deaths have no purpose.
And this is just a story
that no one will believe.
People need to be warned, Jasper.
Yes, Molly, they will,
after we secure the relics.
I'm not going back there.
And I will.
Please look, there
is a car right outside.
We can go right now.
It doesn't matter what anyone says.
You're not a failure, you
don't need to prove anything.
Be cast out of my family's legacy.
That is your father's legacy, not yours.
Yours is still to be written, okay?
If you go back there,
you will lose everything,
including your life.
What good is living if no
one remembers your name?
Everyone knows your name, Jasper.
You don't understand.
I may not understand, but
I know if you go back there,
you will die!
I won't.
I can handle it.
Fine.
You're delusional.
I'm going, with or without you.
You're not going anywhere.
(gentle tense music)
- You won't shoot me.
- Won't I?
You're still under my employee.
You must do as I say.
Then I quit.
You can't quit.
You need a letter and,
but I don't see any letters.
(suspenseful music)
Molly, it's outside, the keys.
The keys, Molly.
Have you got the keys, Molly?
(blow thuds)
(both grunting)
(Molly gasping)
(blow thuds)
(mummy growls)
(gentle music)
It's heritage, it's about nostalgia,
stewardship and responsibility, legacy.
There you go.
This place is incredible.
Not the first castle I've spoken at.
And I doubt it will be the last.
You know Jasper, timing is everything.
You never arrive early.
You'll arrive precisely
when they are ready to listen.
Do you ever get, does he get nervous?
Nervous?
Nervousness are for people
who doubt the right to be heard.
(gentle music)
Dad, do you ever think
with all, with all the training
you put me through that
maybe one day I could...
Dad?
Your father was a vagrant.
I offered you opportunity,
structure and a name.
If you accomplish enough
to speak at someone
as prestigious as this,
then you can call me dad.
Until that time, it's Archibald.
- Yes, sorry, sir.
- Good boy.
Everything you wear, every room you enter,
everything you say should
make people question
whether they belong there more than you do.
But what if they do
belong there more than I do?
Then you haven't done enough yet.
Now come on, take a picture
and get in the stonework.
Context matters.
What are you doing, boy?
A picture of me.
[Jasper] Oh.
Legacy isn't built by slowing down.
(gentle music)
(mummy breathes heavily)
(mummy screeching)
(Molly coughs)
(Molly gasping) (tense music)
(eerie music rising)
(sinister music)
(organs squelching) (Molly moans)
(body thuds)
(organ squelching)
(fist thudding)
(eerie music)
(mummy slurping and munching)
(mummy growls)
(foreboding music)
(phone ringing)
Archibald, it's me.
- Go on.
- There's been an incident.
And people are dead.
Did you secure the cargo?
You, you didn't hear me.
- People are dead.
- I heard you.
Is the cargo intact?
What cargo?
There wasn't any Nazi gold.
Gold, I didn't send you for gold.
You were meant to secure the box.
What a shame, would've
suited my collection.
Bastard.
(gentle tense music)
(gentle tense music continues)
(car door thuds)
(sinister music rising)
(car engine cranking)
(dark ominous music)
(electronic rock music)
I fainted, I've fallen
Starting to fade out
I don't wanna break down
But I'm afraid now
'Cause it's all I see
I'm falling away now
It's coming for me
It's buried in my head
Don't wanna breach it
I've got my demons I'm keeping at bay
Until they're inside of me
This is my reckoning
(electronic rock music)
This is my reckoning
(electronic rock music)
Reckoning, reckoning
I'm falling away
now, it's coming for me
It's buried in my head,
don't wanna breach it
I've got my demons I'm keeping at bay
Until they're inside of me
This is my reckoning
It's buried inside me
Feeding on my veins
It's taunting my heartbeat
and driving me insane
(waves crashing) (lightning buzzing)
(clapperboard clicks)
(explosion booms)
(rifles popping)
(tense dramatic music)
Raise the chair.
(tense dramatic music)
(rifle popping)
(tense dramatic music)
(doctor speaks in German)
(tense dramatic music)
(monster growls)
(tense dramatic music)
(monster growls)
(tense dramatic music) (rifles popping)
(monster growls)
(glass shattering)
(rifles popping)
(flesh squelching)
(ominous music)
(siren buzzing)
(ominous music)
What? Come on.
This is ruining my focal at Wewelsburg.
The weapon has been too
effective, I repeat, too effective.
It does not stop the enemy.
It's killing our own troops as well.
(ominous music) (siren buzzing)
It is consuming, flesh
while they're still alive.
(ominous music)
It's just been catastrophic,
the cast is lost.
We have lost control.
Come on, we have gone too far.
(dark ominous music)
This is not a weapon, it is a curse.
(dark ominous music)
I have to stop this, for
the sake of everyone.
For the sake of the world.
It will not end, this is war.
It was not fair to you.
(dark sinister music)
(siren buzzing)
By the rights that bind you,
by the names stolen from the dead,
the blood and flesh and breath.
Belong Jesus' name.
Return to silence, return to dust.
Return to this box that burned you. (Yells)
(monster screeches)
(fire whooshing)
(siren buzzing)
It's this box, it must never be opened.
We do not know what is at stake.
(birds chirping)
(bell tolls)
Are you far away?
Oh, fantastic, I'll get
Jasper to meet you outside.
Oh, did you manage to pick up the interns?
Okay, great.
Father, what's going
on, you've been calling me.
Ah, Jamie.
Jasper, Jamie, Jamie's another one.
[Jasper] Yeah.
Well, I hope all this training
I've invested in you is gonna pay off.
It will, so who is this
expert that you found?
You two are gonna get
on like a house on fire.
[Jasper] What's this?
Good evening, soldiers.
Captain Neal here from the
balmy army YouTube files.
Good evening and welcome.
If you're new, please
don't forget to subscribe
and like to my channel.
I'm your number one army historian.
- Now as its Thursday.
- Great.
So my expert on this
job is a fucking influencer.
You can't be serious.
I am deadly serious.
And you better not mess this up.
This is your last chance.
All right.
(distant rock music)
Please tell me that's not him.
- That's him.
- Heavy metal.
- Now go and get your lift.
- Thanks, Father.
- Don't let me down.
- Yeah, I won't.
This is your big chance, boy.
(eerie music)
So you ever been paid, bull?
No.
(carcass squelching)
Did you see that?
Who cares?
We prep this out, we could take with us.
What do you mean?
You know if you kill
something, you leave it.
It's already been killed, it's yours.
No, that's not quite how the
law works in England anymore.
Really, when did that change?
Years ago.
I thought it was one of those old laws.
You know, like, if you
kill a swan, it's illegal.
Yes, it is illegal to kill a swan.
Right, and what would
you do with it exactly
if you could pick it up?
What the hell, a couple
of steaks, a big stew.
You're a savage.
Trouble with you.
You was born with a
silver spoon in your mouth.
You have no idea how the other half live.
You know nothing about me, Neal.
Oh really?
Son of Lord Enfield, cousin to the king,
working for his requisition organization.
I'm not going to apologize
for having a rich father.
And don't let me remind you,
you're also working for said organization.
Yeah, as a freelancer.
Not 'cause daddy lets me run
around playing treasure hunter.
Pull over.
Gotta make a phone call, pull over, here.
(tense music)
(car swooshing)
(rain pattering)
(cellphone vibrating)
Hello, Father.
What is it now, Jasper?
Look, I don't know about this.
Is this your excuse now?
I set up the team and you
find any minute inconvenience
to disappoint me again.
No, no, of course not.
Because I can pull the plug on this
as quickly as I can snap my fingers.
I just wish you'd let me
have my own team for this.
This is my find, my
money and my name on it.
If you'd wanted to
employ your lazy friends,
you should have asked their
fathers to raise the capital.
Everybody has been chosen by me
for their specific
contributions to this find.
If you did more of these,
you'd know what is required.
What are you looking for?
There's Nazi gold there somewhere.
- Seriously?
- Keep it to yourself.
I don't want everybody else
knowing what we're looking for.
Yeah, yeah, of course.
Yeah, yeah, I can make this work.
You will make this work.
(tense ominous music)
Do you know what?
This is still mostly intact.
How did I not know this was here?
They've only recently released it
but the Woolworths
Commission declassified it.
This was built in the Napoleonic wars.
It's called full brief, the
place is absolutely stunning.
Your dad had got permission
to itemize every single thing inside.
I don't know what we're gonna find.
You should be very excited.
So as far as I'm aware,
there's a lot of World War II relics.
And we're gonna find
more ancient gems in there,
do you know that?
We don't know what is gonna be in there.
And is it just ancient relics
you're expecting to find?
What do you mean?
- Nothing, I just...
- Oh no, no, don't worry.
We've got all bases covered.
Your dad knows what he's doing.
That's why he's got me on board.
And what is it you do for him exactly?
So I'm an historian,
expert on everything and anything military.
So World War I and World
War II is my specialism.
I've got my own uniform for the era,
but I can't fit in them anymore.
I've made YouTubes, I've
made countless YouTube in here.
Would you be interested in
coming on one of my YouTube?
No, I prefer reading.
Is this the welcoming committee?
These are your interns,
recently graduated.
Fuck me, are they even qualified?
Is anyone here qualified?
(tense ominous music)
Hey, you must be.
- Hi, I'm Molly.
- Molly, I'm Neal.
Must recognize Jasper.
- Jasper.
- Hey!
Where did my father find you two?
Ah, archeology major, Cambridge.
Professor Archibald did electra
at the university a few weeks ago.
And I guess my scores
must have impressed him.
UCLA's Institute of
Archeology, same field.
I recommended this young lady.
Been on a panel one of my podcasts.
Very intelligent girl.
Oh, bless you.
Well, it's very nice to work
with you again Mr. Brynn.
Is it just the World Wars
we can be expecting in here?
Maybe a bit more.
Oh, exciting.
I hope we find something
maybe from the Battle of Waterloo.
Oh yeah, there's not
enough of that, is there?
Yeah, look.
(both chattering)
Right, so it looks like you three
will get along nicely then,
reminiscing about the past
whilst the rest of us look to the future.
Don't worry, he's all bark.
Did you find the place okay?
Yeah, yeah, perfect.
We've only been here for 10 minutes.
Your direction was spot
on down to the square inch.
Good.
We met up at the
station and we took a taxi
to the B&B together.
Okay, so you're all unpacked?
- Yeah, everything right here.
- Well, come on, let's go.
Forward march!
Oh, again.
All right.
- Awaits.
- Thank you, sir.
(gate rattles)
(tense ominous music)
(rain pattering)
(gentle tense music)
This place reminds me of Auschwitz.
Yeah, the sight about his place.
There's nothing like
any other military fort
I've been in ever.
(tense eerie music)
(fire whooshing)
(tense eerie music rises)
(mummy whispers)
Well, you must be Jasper.
Father Mike O'Flanagan.
- Molly.
- Gemma.
- Ah, hello.
- Hi.
- I'm Neal.
- Oh.
- You the owner?
- The owner.
- No.
- The curator then?
Oh heavens, no, no.
Merely a priest being tasked
with keeping the chapel.
All of God's houses must be kept hallowed.
It is a very nice place.
It's very old.
It was originally built
during the Napoleonic Wars.
Correct, 1803 to
1815, early 19th century.
Hence the Victorian architecture,
obviously changed that
during the World Wars.
Mostly army relics, prisoners of war.
(tense ominous music)
(rain pattering)
(dark sinister music)
(mummy growls)
There's a lot of rooms here,
some disused but mostly intact.
Close to how it was
when the military left here
at the end of the second World War.
(gentle tense music)
Somehow against all common
sense, your father managed
to get first rights to
all the contents here.
I don't know what he was looking for,
but he made sure he was the
first one to catalog everything.
Father, what could be in here?
Well, the building's over 200 years old,
not all skeletons reside in cupboards.
What did you mean by that?
(gentle tense music)
(dark ominous music)
I think you'll find this
is the best place to start.
There's countless rooms here at the fort.
(gentle tense music)
Oh, phones.
- What?
- Phones.
I don't want any photos, information leak.
We weren't gonna do... It doesn't matter.
I want all of them, come on.
Um, okay, yeah.
Uh, what are you gonna do with them?
I'll keep them safe.
You can have them back
at the end of each day when we finish up.
All right, I guess you
lot starting here then.
I'm gonna get some coffee.
Wait, aren't, aren't you gonna help?
I don't know what half
this stuff is, that's your job.
Enjoy.
(gentle tense music)
Father, how long have you been here?
About two years I think.
Well, Jesus spent 40
days lost in the desert.
I don't see this being any different.
Wasn't Jesus tempted by the devil?
He was.
(loud sinister music) (blood dripping)
There's temptation all around us.
If we're not careful, the
devil will take our souls
before we even know it.
I'm not the first person
to be stationed here
and I won't be the last.
Father, I'm not quite
interested in a sermon.
If there's something you must
say, you best get on with it.
Well, about two years ago,
my predecessor, Father
John, went crazy here.
How so?
Well, he was only here a couple of weeks
and he started to see things.
I think he's gone mad.
(typewriter clicking)
(gentle eerie music)
Dear Archbishop Welby,
thank you for trusting me
with the stewardship of this place.
I accepted the post in faith and humility,
believing prayer and
discipline would be sufficient.
I have prayed without cease.
(suspenseful music)
Yet something within
these walls is restless.
(eerie music)
Began with whispers.
(eerie music)
At first, they were faint,
easily dismissed as wind through stone
or the fatigue of long nights.
(eerie music)
They were louder, insistent
as those spoken close to my ear.
(eerie music)
I've tried to silence them in prayer.
Even my dreams have turned against me.
(eerie music)
One moment, my thoughts are my own.
Next I'm wrapped in linen,
running through trenches,
breath burning my lungs,
gunfire cracks above me.
The dreams worsen.
I see fields of flanders,
soldiers passing me in the dark.
They look British,
I do not know why these visions come
nor why they clinging to me so fiercely.
(eerie music)
I force myself to remain steadfast.
Yet something, something
ancient lives here.
(eerie music)
Oh God in heaven.
(explosion booms)
Please.
(mummy growls)
By the living God, by the
true God, cease your attack
and depart this place.
Be gone from the servant of God.
(mummy growls)
(ominous music)
(ominous music rises)
(mummy snarling)
(dark eerie music)
(pastor screams) (flesh squelching)
(body thuds)
(wind whishing)
Jesus.
Found this letter still on the machine.
No one else but you have seen it.
What do you suppose happened?
When I trained at the Vatican,
I was, I was taught to notice signs.
There's no demon, but
whatever lurks inside these walls
is a malign spirit, a malign
evil that I don't understand.
Anyway, canteen's up that way.
Where you going?
Up there to the chapel.
God bless you.
I'll be here if you need me.
(foreboding music)
(car sputtering)
- Neal.
- All right, Mol?
Yeah.
Hey Neal, uh, how long do you think will be
at the fort for?
I think a couple of
days, it's quite obvious.
It's only me, you and Gemma doing any work.
Look, Molly, I don't
wanna bring up earlier,
I don't wanna make site out of nothing,
but I've been them sites all over Europe.
War sites, forts.
Our place didn't sit well, you know?
Yeah, I mean, don't get me wrong,
it looks great on paper.
And to have Archibald
on my CV would just be...
- Yeah.
- Huge.
But there's definitely something off, yeah?
Yeah, but what?
(gentle tense music)
Did you feel the air change
when the priest came in?
What was that?
Evening, boys and girls.
Hey.
Having a little gossip, are we?
Just doing a little
debrief about the day.
We think we found something,
like an underground entrance
to something in the fort.
It could be something
really good down there.
Yes, there best be.
We should have found something by now.
We can't rush here, we're not cowboys.
Besides, there's only three of us doing
any actual listening, isn't there?
You know, I don't
see how that's my issue.
My father paid you to get the job done.
It's not like I'm prancing
around on YouTube
trying to be a history expert.
So you have seen my channel.
You arse.
Look, it's been a long day, right?
I just need this to work.
If it doesn't, I don't know
what I'll do next to be honest.
Hey, this is important to all of us.
Obviously, we chose to be here
for some reason, not just money.
- Speak for yourself.
- Neal.
All right, I hope it's gonna
boost my YouTube channel,
you know, passive income thing.
And I'm here to make a name for myself.
That's my truth.
Right, well, we will do our best.
Even if it's not for you, you can trust
that we're gonna do this properly.
Yes, okay, good.
Okay, well, um, I'm gonna head up
and start getting ready for bed.
Right.
Me too, mate, sweet dreams.
(gentle music)
(dark eerie music)
(Neal snoring)
(loud eerie music)
(mummy whispering) (loud sinister music)
(Molly whimpering)
(mummy growls)
(Gemma moans)
(mummy growls)
(Gemma moans)
(loud sinister music)
(Gemma moans)
(dark sinister music)
(mummy growls)
(Molly gasping)
(Gemma shivering)
- Oh, Jesus.
- Hey, hey, sorry.
- Sorry.
- You're awake.
Yeah, yeah, I just had some weird dreams
that just freaked me out a bit.
You had weird dreams?
- Yeah.
- Huh, me too.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- What did you dream?
- Um,
I don't really remember, but it,
it was pretty creepy.
We've had a long day.
Yeah, I think it's just
been a really long day,
and which are both probably exhausted.
And that place is a bit
creepy and we're all just,
we'll be fine in the morning.
Yeah, all right.
Yeah, see you.
Hey, what do you think about Jasper?
I think, I think he is
not really very interested
in anything we're doing.
And he's kind of only just
here because he has to be.
I don't know, he feels a bit odd.
Like, there's some
sort of a ulterior motive
for him being here.
(Neal groans and sniffs)
(door thuds)
Oh, rough night?
Could say that.
Yeah, same here, I
had some strange dreams.
Let's just get to the site, yeah?
Shouldn't wait for the girls?
They can walk, it's not far.
Good.
Yes, sir.
(vehicle rumbling)
(eerie music)
(gentle tense music)
How come tunnels so small?
And Jesus Christ, how far does it go down?
Good question.
Hey, careful, we don't know
what the hell's down there.
Hope this ain't really expensive.
I'll see if you need a holiday.
Yeah, where would you go?
Me, Malta.
Sun, Lucy, quaint chops.
Not at all, Malta is a
fortress in its own way.
It got battered during the war.
Most bombed place in whole of Europe,
but it held the med together
when everything else collapsed.
Guys, focus, please.
Go and get Gemma.
Well, she's still in the other
room, she's still adamant.
I don't care, I want her here.
I'll go, you all right?
- Yeah, yeah.
- I'll be one minute.
(gentle tense music)
(owl hooting)
(foreboding music)
Gem, Molly, we struck gold here.
(gentle tense music)
Oh wow.
There's loads of stuff in here.
What's that all about?
Well, Napoleon on it, right there.
Hey, Neal, put the light over here.
Do you know what this is?
Yeah, Gem, you (speaks indistinctly).
I mean, it looks like
it could be something
that they use to produce oil,
or actually with these holes,
it could be a knife sharpener.
Yeah, I think it the series.
Girls, did I tell you the
story about Fanny Johnson?
Beth and Green.
She wakes in the night from a heavy crash.
Gets out bed, looks around,
there's no damage anywhere.
Not upstairs, nor downstairs.
(gentle tense music)
(Jasper grunts)
The next day, she got
went to the living cupboard,
found an unexploded love mine bomb.
Jesus, does she know how long she was?
I know, the strange thing of that story
isn't the fact that she found a bomb.
There was no raid that night.
What?
Yeah, not even German records.
No one could explain how he got there.
Lucky he found it.
Found anything interesting?
Everything found is right there,
right in the middle of the room.
Doesn't look like much.
Well, examining, researching, itemizing,
tagging does take a long time.
Yeah.
Would it not be quicker
if we just took everything
and did this with a team at the university?
No, no, there'd be
no point if we did a lorry
and somebody's aunt went off
transporting all the way there.
It might be worthless.
This way we've got an
itemized list of everything.
So if anything goes to auction,
you've got proof of ownership
and serial numbers as well.
It sounds rather boring.
Mate, you gotta show
some more enthusiasm.
We must forsake really
rather than shape the landscape of history.
What's your problem?
My problem that we're down here working
and I don't think we need you here.
You know nothing about history,
but you don't seem to care.
Why?
Because I'm not a nerd like you.
That's not very nice, Jasper.
That's Mr. Enfield.
Yes, Mr. Enfield.
This is my job.
My father just happens to have the money
and the means to make it happen.
So whilst we're here, I'm in charge.
Back to work.
Yeah, we all love
daddy's money, don't we?
Fuck him.
You really know nothing about me.
I know everything about you.
Get back, mate.
Why, you're going to hit me?
Shut up, mate, I'm warming you.
One more chance.
I dare you.
(group chattering)
There's something back there.
Move, I'll handle it, I'll handle it.
Get out the way.
We can get through.
Take it down, pass that there.
Give it to me now.
Move back, all of you.
(bolt cutter snaps)
(Jasper grunts)
Oh that's hard.
Make yourself useful, come on, get it down.
(wood thuds)
Pull it off, pull it off, that's it.
(Neal screams)
That's it, that's it, now pull it.
(Neal grunts)
No, the other way, move, move.
(ominous music)
What is all that?
I don't know.
Let's pull another one off, we'll get in.
(Neal grunts)
That's it.
Go again, good.
Right, this one here, yeah?
You ready?
Now go, yeah.
(Neal grunts)
(wood snaps)
(tense music)
Come on, one more.
We should be able to get through.
(Neal grunts)
(wood rattles)
(gentle tense music)
(Gemma laughs)
What is all this?
What is this room?
(gentle tense music)
(bell dings)
(eerie music)
Look, Egyptian.
Oh, they're hieroglyphs.
But not like ancient Egyptian
like you'd see in the pyramids.
They're almost like modern hieroglyphs
if that is even a thing.
- You can read it?
- Well, kind of.
Not much here.
You're missing a part
and it doesn't make much sense.
That bit there, it's like
summer fades or sunset.
But it doesn't make sense
with the ones around it.
I don't think it's Egyptian.
Hold on, you can both read this?
Well, German studied ancient linguistics
and that was the topic of my dissertation.
Girls, Egyptian hieroglyphs.
Nazi flag, Nazi stamp.
It's the Victorian shipwreck's chest.
It's probably from the 1800s,
but what is it doing here?
What is the Victorian ship
doing here on a fake wall?
Given all the Nazi memorabilia,
they had probably places
here around the 1940s.
Wait, wait, wait.
Why that's only booby-trapped?
Look, help me get it down
and I'll handle this from here.
I don't think this was meant to be found.
But we did find it, I found it.
(gentle tense music)
It's easy, this has got to be something.
Why else would it be locked away like this?
Don't you get it?
All of that other stuff out there
is probably generic military crap.
But this, this could actually be something.
This could be something
to give us all a name,
finally put me in
competition with my father.
He's right though.
It could be live World War II explosives.
My father said there
would be something here,
something he had heard about.
This has got to be it.
We don't know what that is.
Fine.
We don't itemize it, but we examine it.
If it's nothing, we add it to
the list, standard procedure.
But if it's something special,
we take it somewhere.
We can make a sale to the highest bidder,
somewhere far outside of my father's reach.
How does that sound?
I mean, I would want
to know what's inside it,
even if it's Egyptian a tour.
Brilliant, Gemma's on board.
Look, when we know
what it is, then we decide.
But for now, are we capable
of keeping this between ourselves?
(gentle tense music)
Molly?
(gentle tense music)
(phone ringing)
Charlie, it's me.
And what can I do for you then, Father?
There's more what I can do for you.
- How's that?
- Well, let's say
it's something that could help the cause,
if you know what I mean.
The weapon, have
they found it, the fuckers?
What about the gold?
You keep the gold.
Just hold it off until I
can finish the ritual to,
to control it, okay?
Military?
No, archeologists and Archibald's son.
I can't stand that little prick.
How soon can you get here?
Soon, Father, yeah, I'll see you soon.
All right, sooner the better.
(car whooshing)
(eerie music)
(eerie music rises)
- Team, you ready?
- Yep.
- Gem?
- Mm-hmm.
Jasper, out of the way.
Just hold that for me, please.
Molly, standby.
Right, Gem, nice and easy.
Pad it off to three, we'll take it slow.
One, two, three.
Good.
- Jasper, just hold down.
- Right.
Yeah, just take time.
Molly, all right, it's not too bad.
- There's a key.
- Molly.
There's a key, a key.
This side, this side,
this side, this side.
What's that say?
Hold the stand.
[Gemma] I am.
Take your time, Jasper.
(ominous music)
(fire roaring)
Don't let it drop, don't let it drop.
- Got it.
- Pull up.
- Put it down.
- Well, we've got it, Jasper.
- Put it down.
- I've got it, I've got it.
- Gemma!
- Put it down, God.
[Molly] Oh my God, oh my God.
- Gemma!
- Oh my God.
(sinister music)
Molly.
(sinister music)
Gemma, are you okay?
Gemma, oh, my God, oh, my God.
- Gemma!
- Oh, my God.
- Jasper, help!
- All right.
- Jasper!
- Get her out.
Let's go, I know the route.
She can't walk, pick her up.
I've got her, one, two, three.
- Look at us.
- Take that side.
(eerie music)
All right, let's get her.
(sinister music)
(fire sizzles)
(blood bubbling)
(fire sizzling) (mummy growling)
This is bad.
Occupational hazard.
Occupational hazard?
A liquid's completely incapacitated her.
You don't know what was in there.
Neither do you.
(eerie music)
(fire crackling)
Probably just acid build
up from decomposition.
That's all.
What, you a doctor now?
I think we're all getting
ahead of ourselves.
(fire crackling) (ominous music rises)
Wash it off, rinse her eyes out.
She'll be fine by this evening.
(tense music)
This is so much worse.
I think we're all overreacting here.
You see what was in the bag?
Yes.
(loud sinister music)
A bunch of bones.
Yeah, we did this for a bunch of bones.
(bone cracking) (eerie music)
There must be a reason
for them to be in there.
Like a burial.
Not any ordinary burial.
Someone important.
What, like Hitler's bones?
Oh, no way.
Can't remember seeing anyone.
Look at the evidence.
Locked in a box, walled in a tomb
and covered by some bat shit weird symbols.
(eerie music) (bones cracking)
- Hieroglyphs, yeah?
- Whatever.
- Or a demon.
- What?
Have you ever heard of a Dybbuk box?
A malicious possessing spirit said
to be the soul of a sinful person.
Yeah, ridiculous.
Not so ridiculous it can't be true.
What are we arguing about here?
This is still a find.
Them bones will still fetch
your hands some price
from the right buyer.
Well, it'll leave a man studied
and ridiculed in a glass box.
Yes, yes, yes.
Now you're getting it.
Are you two really
debating this right now?
We need to get her to a hospital
or, or call the police or something.
Where's my phone?
- She'll be fine.
- No, she won't.
I can't risk my father
finding out, all right?
Not yet.
(eerie music) (bones cracking)
Come on, please, this is my find.
I'm not going to have my
father taking credit for it.
This might be nothing but
it might also be something.
So I'd just like to hold fire
before contacting any authorities.
You're insured, you won't lose nothing
if we take her to the hospital.
Fine, fine.
But then we're right back
here to finish what we started.
As long as she gets seen to first, yeah?
- Whatever.
- I'll go get the van.
(suspenseful music)
Thank you.
(owl hoots)
(foreboding music)
(car revving)
(car door thuds)
(gentle tense music)
Charlie, my son.
How are you doing?
God bless you my joy, God bless you.
How are you doing?
- Come on, leave it out, Mike.
- They found the weapon.
Are you fucking joking?
You were stationed here to protect it,
to protect our company,
to protect our lineage.
And now you're telling me
that some little fucking
work experience twats
have come in here and fucking dug it up.
Get your fucking hands off me.
Don't you forget who
you're fucking talking to.
Don't forget who I am.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Herr Kommandant.
Right, what I want you to do,
I don't want you to hurt them,
you just, just scare them, all right?
We don't want no police around here
and we don't want no fucking army either.
- What about Jasper?
- Yeah.
Well, keep an eye on Jasper.
He's Archibald's son.
If he starts talking,
police are gonna be
the least of your worries.
I can't stand that little cunt.
(footsteps thudding)
(mummy growls)
Did someone followed you?
- No.
- Wait here.
(ominous music)
(nails scratching)
(mummy growling)
(ominous music)
(reverend panting)
(ominous music)
(reverend panting)
(ominous music)
(door thuds)
(reverend panting)
(foreboding music)
(loud sinister music)
(reverend panting)
(reverend speaking German)
(reverend panting)
(Mummy growling)
(fist thuds)
(loud sinister music)
(flesh squelching)
(loud sinister music)
[Jasper] Jesus.
Does that hurt?
Not really.
[Jasper] At least let me
apply bandage for you.
(suspenseful music)
Thanks.
Hold still.
(suspenseful music)
Why do you have to be so argumentative?
I'm not argumentative, I just...
Yeah, it's just...
There's a lot riding on this.
My father expects me to fail
and I'd rather not give
him the satisfaction.
You're not that similar,
you know, no offense.
None taken.
He saw my mother as nothing more
than a one-night stand at a party.
(suspenseful music)
She died when I was 17.
And well, he was obliged
to take me in, I guess.
It's okay.
You don't have to tell me.
He expects a lot from me.
I'm still his blood even
though I don't carry his name.
And when I fail, he likes to gloat.
So why do you do it then?
(suspenseful music)
Make this quick, Jamie, I'm very busy.
Yeah, hello, Father.
Yes, what is it you need?
Father, I, I want another chance.
If I had a penny for
every favor I've given,
I'd be a rich man.
Look, I, I know I've not
lived up to your expectations,
but I am willing to learn
and be more like you.
Well, rich like me or
prestigious as my name?
Both, I want to make a mark
and maybe make our names synonymous.
I'm not one for giving
out second chances,
but I, I have procured something
that I believe would
reinstate you in my graces.
Yes, yeah, anything.
I elect the team
and I take what you find.
And my name on it.
(gentle music)
Oh yes, your name
will be on it, I assure you,
as long as you deliver.
Of course.
(suspenseful music)
Expectation, (indistinct)
don't really know.
Every time he says each will be the last,
but this time I really feel
like this will be the last.
If I don't pull a rabbit
out the hat on this one,
I, I'm on my own.
Is that so bad though?
You didn't have to live
your life in a shadow.
If you don't like this path,
you don't have to follow it.
What's taking him so long?
(suspenseful music)
I'll find ya.
(suspenseful music)
Come out, come out wherever you are.
(suspenseful music)
What the fuck is this?
(suspenseful music)
Don't fucking move.
Whoa, whoa cut easy cowboy.
Who the fuck are you?
Don't worry about who the fuck I am.
Where's the rest of you then?
There's more here, isn't there?
Mate, we've been
hired to do an excavation,
whatever Jasper's got himself
into, nothing to do with us.
I'm just a freelancer.
You don't understand the shit shower
that Jasper's got you into.
I was trying to get the
van, someone's really ill.
Yeah, fuck the van.
You'll be really fucking
ill if you don't carry on.
Where are they?
All right, all right, calm down.
Well, they're back there.
Well, fucking move then.
- All right.
- Now, move.
(tense music) (door latch clicks)
- Who are you?
- Where's Father Mike?
- What?
- Where's Father Mike?
We don't know.
What's up with her?
What the fuck have you done to her?
Don't know what's the matter with her.
You've obviously done
the same to Father Mike
is what you've done to her.
We need to get her to a hospital.
No, out, out.
- Okay, okay.
- All right.
- Get out, out.
- Okay, okay.
Fucking move, chop, chop.
Go fat boy.
(tense music)
You, over there.
Hey, Father Mike's friend.
We need to get our friend to a hospital.
No, what's up with her?
We don't know.
Where's Father Mike?
We don't know where he is.
Then why is his fucking phone there?
The last time we seen him,
he showed us around yesterday.
(mummy growling)
(tense music)
(dark sinister music)
Why have you brought us here?
What do you think?
Father Mike, friend
with a gun is looking for ya.
(tense music)
Are you there, Father?
(tense music rises)
(Molly screams)
(Gemma growls)
(bones cracking)
(gentle eerie music)
Wait there.
(eerie music)
Gemma, you're alive.
(eyes squelching) (Neal screams)
(eerie music)
(Gemma munching)
(Molly gasping)
Did you see him?
- Did you see Father Mike?
- Yes, I saw him.
Who did that?
- It wasn't any of us.
- Perhaps Neal.
- No.
- He's the only one capable
of such brute force barbarism.
Plus he was gone for quite a
while before Charlie showed up.
No, don't you even start,
he would never do that.
Don't think you can run
from me you murderers.
Oh shit, what are we gonna do?
Stay alert, head for the van.
Hopefully we can get
there before he sees us.
- Leave Neal?
- And get help, Molly.
(tense music)
Fuck, I wish I had my phone.
Is it still at the B&B?
Yes, mine too.
We got to get clear of
here before we call anyone.
Get to the B&B, get out, okay?
(tense music)
Right, come on.
(tense music)
Right, he's gone that way.
If we head in the opposite direction,
we should be able to get outside.
It's dark now.
- Hey, I don't like this.
- Yeah, this is the only way
we're getting out of here, all right?
No, it's, it's not that.
It's, I have a bad feeling.
It's probably just survival instinct.
No, listen, it's not that.
It's something else, it's something darker.
All right, come on.
(tense music)
Little bastards.
(tense music)
You think you can fucking stop me.
(tense music)
Neal.
(Molly panting)
(footsteps clacking)
(Molly panting)
Oh my God, where's Gemma?
She's gone.
I don't know, perhaps
she's feeling better.
- What?
- What on earth is that?
I don't know, I don't know.
Well, what does it want?
I don't know, it doesn't sound happy.
What do we do?
(foreboding music)
Gemma.
What?
The box, the box in the storage room.
- Yes.
- There were documents
in the storage room, they,
they said something about.
(sinister music)
(rain pattering)
Well, what?
- A mummy.
- A mummy?
Like Frankenstein, Scooby Doo?
No, like ancient Egyptian burial rights.
But I, I don't know what
it said, I, I didn't read it.
The hieroglyphics, we need, we need
to read the hieroglyphics,
let's go, come on, come on.
(suspenseful music)
(Gemma laughs maniacally)
What are you?
Answer me!
(tense music)
(Gemma cackles)
(gunfire pops)
Fuck this.
(Gemma grunting)
Okay, this is it, this is it.
This is what we need
to figure out, I just...
Right, hurry up, hurry up.
We need to get out of here.
Okay, okay, okay, okay, I, I can read it.
It's just, it's, it's,
half of it's cut off.
The, the documents, the documents.
Yes, this is what I found.
Right.
(suspenseful music)
Right, this bit.
When the Ahnenerbea swept across the desert
in the North Africa
campaign, they uncovered
and stole a bunch of ancient
texts prescribing his rights.
[Jasper] Right, and?
(mummy grunting) (suspenseful music)
They pieced together forbidden magic,
rituals binding his soul to metal and will.
And then they chose a ruthless SS officer,
a man completely stripped of conscience.
And, and they chose him as the conduit.
Sorry, who the fuck are the Ahnenerbea?
The Ahnenerbea, the, the,
the research branch of the SS.
Okay, anthropology,
archeology, ancient religions.
They swept across half the
earth trying to find anything
that would confirm their beliefs or, or,
or boost their power.
If anyone was gonna use ancient texts
and twist them into a weapon,
it, it would be the Ahnenerbea.
Yes, amusing, is it?
Come on, hurry up.
Okay, all right.
Um, okay, so they, they
sacrificed the SS officer
just as the text prescribed,
smelting his remains
and forging his cursed
bones into their war machines.
They believed that his
spirit would guide their rifles
and tanks with unholy precision.
Every shot was a chance.
It was him shackled and furious.
And, what do we do?
Look, even the government was scared.
So they ordered these,
these Catholic priests
to bind him to this box
and seal him in this tomb.
So many men died getting him here,
turned completely mad by the evil inside.
[Jasper] Well, well, does it say anything
about how to stop it?
(ominous music)
Well, doctor, raise the chair.
(ominous music)
Please, the chains.
(chains rattling)
Bind it.
(ominous music)
This must work, this must work.
(ominous music)
Binding.
This is the ninth subject.
Nine soldiers, nine failures
already forgiven by Berlin.
Patience is gone.
If we fail again, Hitler
will not ask questions,
we will be sent to the camps like the rest.
Herr doctor, please.
North Africa was meant
to turn the tide of the war.
It gave us the text.
The funerary rights and preservation.
Reanimation and
bindings is sold to the flesh.
'Cause they were
never meant for the living.
These rats were deliberately suppressed
by local custodians for centuries.
Hidden beneath the sand, holders in Rome
holders in Christianity.
And the allies are at the gate.
Which is why this must work.
(ominous music)
(soldier groans)
(ominous music)
(solider panting)
Okay, okay, okay,
now the right, the right.
Hold again.
(group chants in German)
It is reacting to funerary
rights, shall bind it.
Something's wrong.
The texts growing of instability.
Not instability.
- Then what?
- Independence.
Hold him down.
What do we do, what do we do?
Listen, if he dies, he dies.
Get the book.
Hold him down, hold him down.
Hold him down, hold him down, Nancy.
I got this.
(group chants in German)
(foreboding music)
Did it say anything about how to stop it?
I haven't seen anything,
I haven't seen it. (Gasping)
What?
- No.
- What?
- No.
- What do you mean no?
This was the last line of defense.
This was it.
They, they didn't know what else to do.
(monster grunting)
Fuck, fuck, we gotta go, we gotta go.
(shoes clacking)
Fuck, fuck.
(ominous music)
(gunfire pops)
(ominous music rising)
(gunfire pops)
(ominous music rising)
(gunfire pops)
(ominous music rising)
(gunfire pops)
(ominous music rising)
Move it, come on, move it.
(foreboding music)
(Charlie screams)
Oh my God.
(menacing music)
(Charlie screams)
(head crushing)
Was that Charlie?
I think that's one problem sorted.
Oh fuck, oh fuck.
Go, go, go.
(menacing music)
(mummy growls)
Oh, what happened?
(Molly gasping)
(foreboding music)
Is that Gemma?
Yes, and Charlie.
Oh my God, the bastard shot her, Gemma.
His keys, his keys.
We can take his car, Molly, come on.
Molly, come on, let's go.
- No, no, no.
- Molly, let's go.
Let's get out of here now.
- Let's go.
- Jasper, Jasper!
Shit, hold on.
(kick thuds)
Give me that, give me that.
(weapon thuds)
Go, go!
Let's go, let's go.
(gate rattles)
(mummy growls)
(car whooshing)
Molly, we need to leave, Molly?
Just give me a minute.
Molly, I've given you a minute.
Just give me a minute!
(gentle tense music)
Molly, we need to leave.
(gentle tense music)
What are we going to do?
We need to get to the
van and everything inside it.
Then we need to leave.
I'm not going back there.
Molly, I'm not leaving without it.
How can you think about money right now?
This isn't about money, Molly.
This is bigger.
- And the others?
- They're gone.
You can't tell me that
you don't care about them.
They do, it's just if we leave now,
then there's, their deaths have no purpose.
And this is just a story
that no one will believe.
People need to be warned, Jasper.
Yes, Molly, they will,
after we secure the relics.
I'm not going back there.
And I will.
Please look, there
is a car right outside.
We can go right now.
It doesn't matter what anyone says.
You're not a failure, you
don't need to prove anything.
Be cast out of my family's legacy.
That is your father's legacy, not yours.
Yours is still to be written, okay?
If you go back there,
you will lose everything,
including your life.
What good is living if no
one remembers your name?
Everyone knows your name, Jasper.
You don't understand.
I may not understand, but
I know if you go back there,
you will die!
I won't.
I can handle it.
Fine.
You're delusional.
I'm going, with or without you.
You're not going anywhere.
(gentle tense music)
- You won't shoot me.
- Won't I?
You're still under my employee.
You must do as I say.
Then I quit.
You can't quit.
You need a letter and,
but I don't see any letters.
(suspenseful music)
Molly, it's outside, the keys.
The keys, Molly.
Have you got the keys, Molly?
(blow thuds)
(both grunting)
(Molly gasping)
(blow thuds)
(mummy growls)
(gentle music)
It's heritage, it's about nostalgia,
stewardship and responsibility, legacy.
There you go.
This place is incredible.
Not the first castle I've spoken at.
And I doubt it will be the last.
You know Jasper, timing is everything.
You never arrive early.
You'll arrive precisely
when they are ready to listen.
Do you ever get, does he get nervous?
Nervous?
Nervousness are for people
who doubt the right to be heard.
(gentle music)
Dad, do you ever think
with all, with all the training
you put me through that
maybe one day I could...
Dad?
Your father was a vagrant.
I offered you opportunity,
structure and a name.
If you accomplish enough
to speak at someone
as prestigious as this,
then you can call me dad.
Until that time, it's Archibald.
- Yes, sorry, sir.
- Good boy.
Everything you wear, every room you enter,
everything you say should
make people question
whether they belong there more than you do.
But what if they do
belong there more than I do?
Then you haven't done enough yet.
Now come on, take a picture
and get in the stonework.
Context matters.
What are you doing, boy?
A picture of me.
[Jasper] Oh.
Legacy isn't built by slowing down.
(gentle music)
(mummy breathes heavily)
(mummy screeching)
(Molly coughs)
(Molly gasping) (tense music)
(eerie music rising)
(sinister music)
(organs squelching) (Molly moans)
(body thuds)
(organ squelching)
(fist thudding)
(eerie music)
(mummy slurping and munching)
(mummy growls)
(foreboding music)
(phone ringing)
Archibald, it's me.
- Go on.
- There's been an incident.
And people are dead.
Did you secure the cargo?
You, you didn't hear me.
- People are dead.
- I heard you.
Is the cargo intact?
What cargo?
There wasn't any Nazi gold.
Gold, I didn't send you for gold.
You were meant to secure the box.
What a shame, would've
suited my collection.
Bastard.
(gentle tense music)
(gentle tense music continues)
(car door thuds)
(sinister music rising)
(car engine cranking)
(dark ominous music)
(electronic rock music)
I fainted, I've fallen
Starting to fade out
I don't wanna break down
But I'm afraid now
'Cause it's all I see
I'm falling away now
It's coming for me
It's buried in my head
Don't wanna breach it
I've got my demons I'm keeping at bay
Until they're inside of me
This is my reckoning
(electronic rock music)
This is my reckoning
(electronic rock music)
Reckoning, reckoning
I'm falling away
now, it's coming for me
It's buried in my head,
don't wanna breach it
I've got my demons I'm keeping at bay
Until they're inside of me
This is my reckoning
It's buried inside me
Feeding on my veins
It's taunting my heartbeat
and driving me insane
(waves crashing) (lightning buzzing)
(clapperboard clicks)