[♪♪]
[suspenseful music]
[birds chirping]
[suspenseful music]
[loud thud]
[mysterious music]
[Betriek humming]
-[speaking Dutch]
[rat squeaking]
[loud thumps]
[woman screaming]
[screaming continues]
[rat squeaking]
[suspenseful music]
[loud clatter]
[dramatic music]
[phone vibrating]
-[speaking Dutch]
[phone ringing]
-[speaking Dutch]
[horn honking]
-[Hanna laughs] -[chuckles]
[phone beeps]
[exhales deeply]
[♪♪]
[door opens]
-Oh?
[knock on door] [Roelof] [speaking Dutch] Yeah?
-Oh.
[door closes with a creak]
-Oh.
-Hm.
-Mmmm.
-[grunts]
-[laughs]
[mellow music]
[bird calling]
[spade hitting ground]
[suspenseful music]
[dramatic music]
[somber music]
-[speaking Dutch]
-[indistinct conversations]
[♪♪]
-Hallo, hallo, hallo, hallo.
[♪♪]
-[Sonja] Really glad you could come
on such short notice, by the way.
-No problem. I'm excited to see it.
-Yeah.
So, we don't know how long she's been exposed
to the outside air-- -Okay.
-But locals found her about four days ago.
They thought it was recent 'cause it's so well preserved.
Oh, watch your step here.
Oh, I believe you know Lennard.
-Hi, Lennard. Good to see you again.
-Good to see you. -Is Radu around?
-Yeah, he's around somewhere. -Good.
-I can't say what an honor it is--
-What is going on with that?
I saw it on the way in.
[Sonja] Unfortunately, they found the man who was digging
in his own pit this morning.
-Dead? -[Sonja] Hm-mm.
Yeah, they say he died of hypothermia.
A heart attack, resulting from hypothermia.
[Jonas] That's terrible.
And the pit?
-Well, we're not allowed to check it out yet.
-Oh, of course.
-Shall we?
So, we've tried to protect the site from the elements
as well as we could.
I hope it's satisfactory.
-Yeah, okay.
Okay.
Sorry.
That is incredible.
[♪♪]
Look at that.
Isn't she beautiful?
[mysterious music]
-[gasps]
[breathes heavily]
[loud regular thumps]
Mum. Hey!
Mum.
Hey.
[Betriek gasps]
[♪♪]
-Nee.
-[exhales]
[Betriek gasps]
[♪♪]
[Hanna] Mama.
Mama.
Wat?
[muted chatter]
-Sir, can I help you?
Yes, yes.
-We had someone walking around the house
this morning. -One of ours?
-What he's trying to say is that
[clears throat] the next time something like this happens,
this person will probably not receive a very warm welcome.
-Ah, okay. So that's what he's saying?
-Something like that.
-Mooi.
[Jonas] So...listen.
I'm sorry that this happened.
I will make sure to tell my crew
not to go exploring on their own. Okay?
-Are you guys digging for treasure?
-Yeah. Something like that.
-Ja.
[clicks]
[plaintive violin notes]
[knock on door]
-Ja?
[door opens]
[sighs]
[muted chatter]
[Jonas] Okay. I have another one.
When, after the plane is landed,
and people jump out of their seats,
grabbing their luggage,
like they're in a terrible hurry.
But then, of course, the doors don't open
until 15 minutes later.
And they all stand there,
just cramped together in the aisle
like a bunch of idiots.
I fucking hate that. -[laughs]
That's a good one. Yeah, that's a good one.
-Thanks.
-No worries. -[laughs]
-Shouldn't you join them again?
-Nah, we're doing fine.
I could just sit here and exude authority.
-Okay. -Yeah.
Oh, what about people who take everything
that's even remotely considered free?
-Okay.
-You know, like, um... ah, like those bags of sugar.
They-they don't need them, but they take them anyway.
-[laughs] Is this about your mother again?
-Oh, my God. She is terrible!
She collects those things like a hamster.
Yeah, and when we have guests, she presents them
with this whole array of sugar bags
which she stole.
-[laughs]
Wow.
-Yeah, she gets under my skin. -Uh-huh.
-As your local guide, I would advise you to try the...
Witte Koppenjenever next. It's absolutely delicious.
-Oh, um, I'm pretty sure I had several of those already
and I'm not sure that I can sit here and exude authority...
I think I'm getting a bit too relaxed...
[Betriek] Men who keep their socks on in bed.
-Socks, yeah. Bloody philistines.
You know what? I think I have to call it a day.
-Are you okay?
-[gagging, coughs]
Ah, for helvede!
What have you done to me?
-Don't fight it.
Lovely.
Yeah, we would just drive and play gigs everywhere.
Sometimes for like five people, but that was fine too, you know?
[Jonas] Does your daughter remember it?
[Betriek] No, but she likes his voice.
I played her some songs of us in the car.
He had a very beautiful singing voice.
So does she, actually.
-No chest pains, no fatigue, no nothing?
-No.
-His heart just said fuck it.
No more oxygen for this asshole.
[inhales deeply]
How's the head?
-Trying to avoid sudden movements.
[laughs]
You know, I am usually better at handling hard liquor.
-[Betriek] Yeah. -I'm Danish and all.
-Of course. Of course.
-[laughs]
There must be like a million guys out there
waiting for a chance to make you happy.
-[laughs]
Well, I'm sorry to inform you that I'm not really considered
relationship material around here.
-Come on.
-No, seriously.
They're all afraid.
Family curse.
-[scoffs] Family curse? -Yeah.
-'Cause your husband died?
-Yeah, that... and some other stuff.
It's a boring story.
-Nutshell.
-Well, my grandmother was murdered when I was a kid
and they never found out who did it.
[Jonas] Wow.
-My dad went a bit crazy after that,
started drinking, lost his job.
My mum became emotionally unavailable.
And nowadays, she's suffering from this mysterious illness
nobody really seems to know how to deal with.
I escaped it all for a while when I went to New York.
But then Neil died,
leaving me with this little firecracker called Hanna.
-Jesus.
That sounds like a...a proper curse.
-Yeah. Doesn't it?
-This is me.
Well, thank you for telling me all of this
before we spend a whole evening together.
-[chuckles] Well, usually, it takes a little bit longer
for disaster to strike, so... I'll stay out of your way.
-Yes, please.
-I'll see you around.
[loud boisterous chatter]
[children singing]
[speaking Dutch]
[children singing]
[soft music]
-[speaking Dutch]
-Ja?
-Oké.
[receding footsteps]
[♪♪]
-Mama!
[♪♪]
[soft whispering]
-Oké.
-Mama? -Uh-huh.
-[chuckles]
[crickets chirping]
-Ja.
[bird calling]
[exhales]
Wel...
[sniffles]
[sighs]
[door creaks open]
[door creaks closed]
[gasps]
[♪♪]
-I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I took some of your milk.
[suspenseful music]
-That's okay.
-[breathes shakily]
-Just, uh...
Just wait here. Okay?
-Please.
Please.
[suspenseful music]
[gasps]
-I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[man] They're making me do it.
[♪♪]
[Elske screams]
[Betriek grunts]
[singing in foreign language]
[Betriek screams]
[glass shatters]
[screams]
[loud screaming]
-Go away.
Please.
[groans]
[tense music]
-[loud thud] -[Elske groans]
-Mama!
-[thud] -[grunts]
[Hanny crying]
-[sobbing]
[♪♪]
[Betriek] Hi.
-Hi.
Again, I'm so sorry to hear what happened.
It's unbelievable.
Known the guy for ages. He wouldn't hurt a fly.
The whole crew liked him.
I don't know what could've gotten into him.
-[speaking Dutch]
-They understand.
It's not your fault. You couldn't have known.
This man, I'd say he's no older than 40, 45 maybe.
-Yeah.
-So, in 1991...
...he would have been 10, 15.
-Yeah.
And living in Romania.
-[sucking pacifier]
-Can we talk?
Upstairs?
Boy, you're pretty brave coming here.
See how we're super cursed?
It's pretty obvious, huh?
[sobbing]
-Hey. Hey.
-[sobbing continues]
-Come here.
[sobbing]
[clatter]
[loud clatter]
[♪♪]
[keypad clicking]
[machine beeps]
-[speaking Dutch] -[speaking Dutch]
[keypad clicking, machine beeps]
[Elske exhales]
[horn honks]
[suspenseful music]
[machine beeping]
[suspenseful music]
[static charge breakdown]
-[eerie whispering]
[gasps]
[heavy breathing]
[suspenseful music]
[breathes heavily]
[suspenseful music]
[girl screams]
[creaking]
[elevator bell dings] [crying]
[sighs]
Hey.
[muted chatter]
Hey.
[Betriek] Hey.
-Just a minute.
-Hey.
-I'm here with my mum.
-Okay. -You are going to see that man.
-Uh, Radu?
-Hmm. -Yeah.
-Did they say anything about why he could have done it?
-No. Well, he hasn't woken up yet, so...
At camp, they were saying, uh... -[Elske] Betriek!
-What?
-Um, they were saying that he was digging.
-Digging?
-On his own. Away from the site.
Such a strange coincidence, right?
[Elske] Betriek!
-What are you doing tomorrow?
[lively chatter]
Hey, right on time.
-Not this place again.
-Bad memories?
Do you see the old man sitting over there?
-Who? -Him.
His son was the guy who died in the bar a couple of days ago.
Just after he dug something up.
What was it?
-A woman.
-A woman? -No, sorry.
A very old-- very old woman.
Hundreds of years. A bog body.
-How old, exactly?
-We're still running tests. But old.
What?
-Come.
[Jonas] I'm not sure that I understand correctly.
But are you saying that your son knew where to dig
to find this woman?
[Ton] Cheers. -Cheers
-We are a very sensitive family.
My father, me, but especially Micha.
He always know things. -[phone vibrates]
[speaking Dutch]
-So, could it be that it was whispered to him?
Where to dig?
-Eh...
Helen's whispers.
She talks about this.
The legend...of Feike.
Yeah.
Excuse me.
-What's going on?
-Uh, s-sorry. [sniffles]
[♪♪]
[Jonas] So, who's Helen?
-[scoffs] I can't believe you don't know.
-What?
-You science boys, you're uninformed.
[laughs] -Come on.
-He's sort of the villain in this whole legend of Feike,
like there's something evil out there in the bog,
whispering horrible things to anyone who listens.
[chuckles]
It's a stupid story... [clears throat]
...just to scare kids away from the bog.
-Like a boogie man?
-Yeah.
Some people take it pretty seriously, though.
You'll see.
Oh, we have our annual celebration in a few days
and it's...including the school musical, it's ridiculous.
-And do you?
-What? -Take it seriously.
-No.
I hate the story.
My dad said he heard it once.
The whispers.
[Jonas laughs]
[Betriek] Actually, I think I heard it, too.
In the hospital.
What?
-What do you want me to say?
I mean, come on.
-Nothing.
Just say nothing.
Just tell me about this woman you guys are digging up.
I want to know. [Jonas] No.
I'm not gonna tell you anything
if it makes you all paranoid and weird.
-What-- Sorry, paranoid?
-Yeah.
-A guy came into my house, where I live,
where my family lives.
He tried to kill us, and then he got his brains bashed in,
in front of me. -I know.
-Yeah, so don't--
-Don't what?
-Don't treat me like a nutcase.
-That's not what I'm doing.
You're traumatized, and it may have altered
your perception of things, that's all I'm saying.
-Fuck you. -What do you mean, fuck you?
-Fuck-- Fuck you.
Stop the car. Stop the fucking car!
-Betriek. -[tires screeching]
[Jonas] Betriek!
Where are you going?
[Jonas mumbling]
Betriek.
Betriek! -No!
-[speaking Danish]
We need to go back to the camp.
-Yeah, fuck off!
[Jonas] You're drunk!
I didn't mean it that way.
Please, come on.
Come on.
Come on, we need to turn back, please.
Come on. I can't leave you here!
[Betriek grunts] -Come on.
-[Betriek laughs] -Just stop, please.
-Ah, ah!
-You think it's funny?
-Yes.
[♪♪]
[heavy rainfall]
[Sonja] Jonas!
[cracking thunder]
Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you.
[Jonas] Let's get inside.
[Sonja] It's not going to work.
[machine whirring]
-Her throat has been cut.
-Yes. Just like the others.
-There are more?
[machine whirring]
[Sonja] Four, to be precise.
All women.
-That's amazing. -[chuckles]
-Their throats have all been cut vertically?
[Sonja] As far as we can tell.
-These were found in the new holes, the ones that Radu dug.
-You're kidding me.
[♪♪]
-Wait with the press statement until we find out more, yeah?
-Sure. -And, Sonja...
...could you look something up for me?
[suspenseful music]
[ominous music]
[camera shutter clicks]
[Betriek coughs]
[water dripping]
[floor creaking]
[mysterious music]
[suspenseful music]
[♪♪]
[gasps]
-Ja.
[♪♪]
[Hans] Wat?
-Uh?
[♪♪]
[lively chatter]
[woman speaking indistinctly]
[♪♪]
[lively chatter]
[♪♪]
[children singing]
-Here it is. The legend of Feike.
Many centuries ago, there was an evil lord, Walter,
and his bitter wife, Helen,
who treated their people poorly and lived in tremendous wealth
whilst others were left to struggle.
Together, they commanded a household
with dozens of servants.
One of them was a young girl called Feike.
[applause]
[♪♪]
[Sonja] It wasn't long before Walter started developing
lustful feelings for the girl.
Eventually, the worst happened.
Feike got pregnant.
[♪♪]
[child screams]
[Sonja] When Helen found out,
there was no shelter from her fury.
"It wasn't him!" she screamed.
"He was under a spell, taken over by her heathen mind."
And so Feike was named a sorceress.
A witch.
Awaiting her fate in the dungeon,
she prayed to God for help.
-[Feike chanting prayers]
[Sonja] But it was a different god who listened,
a heathen god, Moloch.
The god of child sacrifice.
"I will help you escape a fate unworthy of a soul
so beautiful, my child," the god whispered.
"But beware, this vengeance will become a cage of its own
and I will claim what's mine --
your offspring, even those yet unborn."
And thus, a deal was made and sealed
with the mark of Moloch burned into the girl's forehead.
The next day, Feike stood at the stake.
"Repent!" the mistress shrieked.
"Confess your guilt and repent," she insisted.
"Repent!" she repeated for the third time.
[♪♪]
But Feike courageously answered, "No.
It is you who shall repent."
She freed her hand, and before anyone could act...
[audience gasps]
[Sonja] ...she cut her own throat.
As Feike's last breath left her body,
Helen's wretched soul was evicted from hers.
From that moment on,
Helen's living and breathing flesh would belong to Feike.
As the lord's wife,
she exercised her influence over his rulings.
Before long, happiness and prosperity had returned.
To this day, Feike is celebrated
as a true heroine and a beacon of light.
-She cut her own throat?
-Yes.
-Vertically.
-Um, it doesn't say.
[suspenseful music]
[muted chatter]
[♪♪]
-[grunts]
[crow cawing]
[hammering]
-[grunts]
-[Hanna cries]
-[phone vibrates]
-Hallo?
-Yeah. Hi. It's...It's Jonas.
[Betriek] Hi.
-Hi.
I was wondering, am I gonna see you
at the Feike party tonight?
-Yeah, uh... I'll be there a bit later.
Around 8.
I can't come right now.
There's something I have to do.
[water bubbling]
[clears throat]
[tapping]
[tense music]
[tapping continues]
[tapping continues, echoing]
[pulsating music]
[liquid gushing]
[soft clatter]
[rhythmic pounding]
[loud pounding]
[metal clangs]
[pounding continues]
[tense music]
[screeching]
[music intensifies]
[♪♪]
[choral music]
[choral music continues]
[tense music]
-[Betriek gasps]
[panting]
-[Ton moaning]
[ominous music]
[car door closes]
[♪♪]
-[Betriek sighs deeply]
[rustling]
[keypad clacking]
-[speaking Danish]
-Hey, I, uh... could you call me back?
[car engine revving]
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music continues]
[rustling]
[Sonja] Where is she?
[flap rustles]
[approaching footsteps]
[chair clatters]
[Sonja] Hey.
[speaking Dutch]
[Lennard] He went to the party, I think.
[ominous music]
[twigs cracking]
[loud tinkling]
[tinkling]
[eerie whispering]
[approaching footsteps]
[silenced gunshot]
-[man groaning]
[thud]
[tense music]
[metal clinks]
[zip ties rustle]
[tinkling]
[eerie whispering]
[echoing whispers]
[door hinges squeak]
[Elske] Hey.
[zipper buzzes]
[receding footsteps]
[phone vibrating]
[dramatic music]
[fireworks explode]
[indistinct chatter]
[crowd shouting]
[Sonja] Jonas!
[♪♪]
[tinkling]
[distant howling]
[tinkling]
[suspenseful music]
[howling]
[tinkling]
[music intensifies]
[suspenseful music]
[music intensifies]
[tinkling]
-[Roelof breathing heavily]
[tinkling continues]
[suspenseful music]
[tinkling]
[music intensifies]
[dramatic music]
[Roelof sobbing]
[eerie whispering]
[whispers intensifying]
[Jonas] What else did she say? [Sonja] I don't know.
She seemed really distraught about the situation.
She's really lucky she didn't damage anything.
I-I was extremely nice to her, mind you.
-She's been through a lot.
-Yeah, I know, with the attack and all.
-It's not just that.
Her husband died, grandmother was murdered,
and now the old-- -Her grandmother was murdered?
-Yeah. Uh... -You're not gonna tell me
somebody slit her throat, are you?
-Why would you say that?
-Holy shit. Did someone-- -I don't know.
-[woman laughing]
-Do you think it's still happening?
-What?
-The sacrifices.
She was rambling something about her family being in danger.
Is that why she freaked out?
They're still...
[whispering] They're still sacrificing people to this god?
Moloch?
[fireworks exploding, crowd cheering]
[drums beating]
Are you okay?
I'm sorry. I got carried away. This is ridiculous.
-Can I borrow your car?
-I came by foot. Why?
-I need to go.
-You're going? W-Why?
-Sorry.
-Jonas!
[fireworks whistling, exploding]
[dramatic music]
[eerie whispering]
[door hinges squeak]
[suspenseful music]
[door latch rattles]
[door latch rattling]
-[glass shatters] -[all scream]
[keys clinking]
-[glass shatters] -[Elske screams]
[Elske grunts]
[screaming]
[crashing]
-[grunts, screaming]
-[knife scraping] -[Betriek] Nee!
[Elske groaning]
[crashes]
[metal clangs]
[Elske choking]
-[Roelof grunts] -[Betriek groans]
[Roelof screaming]
[echoing screams]
[Roelof screaming]
[echoing screams]
-[thud] -[Betriek grunts]
[Elske gasping]
[metal clangs]
[Betriek coughing]
[Betriek breathing heavily]
[♪♪]
Mum.
[Betriek screams]
[Betriek sobbing]
[Roelof groans]
[Betriek sobbing]
[tense music]
-[Roelof breathing heavily]
[ominous music]
[rope creaking]
[suspenseful music]
[tinkling]
[trap snaps shut]
-[Jonas screams] Fuck!
[Jonas breathing heavily]
-[tinkling] -[Jonas grunts]
[Jonas screams]
[somber music]
[soft creaking]
[soft tinkling]
[approaching footsteps]
[soft tinkling continues]
[Hanna panting softly]
[plodding footsteps]
[drums beating in distance]
[Betriek gasps]
[men chanting]
[muffled] Mum?
[men chanting]
[chanting continues]
-[sobbing] No!
-[chanting continues] -[Betriek sobbing]
[Betriek wailing]
[body thuds]
[soft tinkling]
[blood squelching]
[Betriek wailing]
[wind whooshing]
[wind intensifies]
[men murmuring]
-[man speaking indistinctly]
[dramatic music]
-[Betriek whimpering]
[creaking]
[eerie whispering]
[Betriek wailing]
[Betriek shuddering]
[rhythmic tapping]
[wind howling]
[approaching footsteps]
-Police, please.
Hello?
[approaching footsteps]
[breathing heavily]
[creaking]
Betriek.
-[Betriek moans]
[breathing heavily]
[door opens]
[somber music]
[Betriek sobbing]
[♪♪]
[door opens]
[door closes]
-Thank you for meeting me here.
I'm only in Holland for a day, so...
Yeah, it's been crazy.
-It's nice.
-Yeah? -What is it?
-It's the guesthouse.
Yeah, it came with the place, so...
But it's not-- it's not getting much use.
-It's nice.
-If you want, you and Hanna
are more than welcome to come and stay.
I can imagine the both of you could use some time
away from here, change of scenery.
You could bring your violin.
Uh...maybe record an album or two.
Thank you.
-No. I sold it.
-You sold it?
-Yeah.
I think it's best to have some stability now, you know?
Stick to the familiar with Hanna.
-Yeah, yeah. Of course. I understand.
How is she doing?
[Betriek] She's plowing through.
-Glad to see that both of you are coping so well.
-Yeah.
You probably should talk to someone as well.
I mean, professional.
-Well, I have my mantra, and it seems to work.
[chuckles] I don't know how to translate.
It's, uh, something like...
..."Just keep going."
-[laughs] Yeah.
Blik op oneindig.
-Well, it sounds like a good mantra.
-Yeah, works for me.
What's yours?
-Uh, I don't know.
I'm having trouble focusing lately, if I'm being honest.
-Oh. -Yeah.
Tomorrow they have scheduled a lecture for me in Paris, so...
I'm in trouble. Yeah.
-Well, I'm sure you'll be fine.
-Yeah.
-So... -So...
-Well, it was really nice seeing you again.
Hanna!
-Okay.
Yeah.
If you reconsider, please call me, huh?
I think it would be good for the both of you.
In fact, I would really enjoy the company.
-Okay.
Stop worrying.
Yeah?
You look tired.
Take care of yourself.
-Okay.
-We'll be fine.
With these things, sometimes it's best to just...
leave it be.
There's your mantra.
-Leave it be.
-Yeah.
[tense music]
Leave it be.
Hanna.
-Oh!
[door closes]
[ominous music]
[vocalizing]
[ominous music continues]
[vocalizing]
[music continues]
[ominous music]
[speaking Dutch]
[indistinct murmuring]
[ominous music]
[♪♪]
[music fades out]