Curse of the Witch's Doll

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(suspenseful orchestral music)

(fire crackling)

[Witch] They're coming for me.

I will never forget.

I will never forgive.

(screaming)

I will live on.

(low rumbling)

(low thudding)

(dramatic orchestral music)

Come along, Chloe.

We're almost there.

I want to go home.

We can't.

Why?

It isn't safe anymore.

I want to go home.

Be brave, Chloe, please.

This is our new home.

No, it's not.

[Arthur] Mrs. Gray.

You must be Arthur.

[Arthur] It's good

to meet you, Mrs. Gray.

Please, Adeline.

Is everything all right?

Hiding behind that tree

is my daughter, Chloe.

She's not accustomed

to such change.

She left so much behind.

She's not alone.

We just have to

keep moving forward.

I'm so sorry we're late.

[Arthur] Don't be.

We don't claim to

be easy to find.

Are we close to the house?

Very.

This way.

Have you come far?

Kent.

Our street was bombed

three days ago.

It's no place for a

child at the moment.

Sounds like you were

lucky to get out alive.

We were.

Well, you'll be

as far out of sight

as it is possible to be here.

You'll be staying at

the village's oldest

and most secluded building.

There are even

some in the village

who are unaware of the

house in the woods.

Here we are.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

Brynhill Manor.

[Adeline] Manor?

[Arthur] Not what

you were expecting?

You never mentioned we were

staying at a manor house.

I thought I

would surprise you.

(whispering)

(door unlocking)

It has been vacant

for some time.

It's so vast,

so cold.

You'll find blankets

in your bedrooms,

lanterns too.

How can you expect

us to stay here?

It's all I have to offer.

Then we will look elsewhere.

There's nowhere else here.

The next village

is an hour's walk.

But it's...

All you can afford.

It's a roof over your

heads, nevertheless.

Shall we continue?

I'll show you around.

Unpack your bag, Chloe.

But, Mommy.

Unpack your bag, please.

My father bought the

manor many years ago

with the aim of turning

it into our family home,

but he died before he ever

had a chance to complete it.

I've had some generous offers

to take it off my hands,

but, in the end, I've

rejected them all.

I realized that deep down,

I didn't have the heart to

part with it permanently.

Why have you let us stay here.

This place has so

much unknown history,

so much mystique that it had

intended to remain untouched,

but your letter opened my eyes.

I knew it was finally time

to reopen these doors.

It's ready for a new

chapter, a new purpose,

a new family.

I've installed a bed

for you in there

and another one

for Chloe in there.

(door slamming)

(ominous orchestral music)

What was that?

[Arthur] It's locked.

Where does this door lead?

[Arthur] To the east wing.

What' down there?

Not much, it's

fallen into disrepair.

Do you have the key?

Not on me, I'm afraid.

But you have dozens

of keys in your pockets.

Surely one of them is...

I don't have it, Mrs. Gray.

All right.

We were hoping to be

here for six months,

maybe more.

You can stay here

as long as you need.

Would you like

to discuss payment?

I can only offer five

shillings a week.

I won't accept a penny.

No, I'm not asking

for any charity.

I will pay my way.

Mrs. Gray, I

only want to help.

Thank you, Arthur.

(dreamy orchestral music)

I'm so cold, Mom.

Better?

It's okay.

They can't hurt us here.

Are we ever going back?

Are we ever going home?

Of course we are, sweetheart.

The war must come to an end.

When?

It's impossible to say.

For the meantime,

promise me you'll make

the best of it here.

Didn't I always tell

you that one day,

we'd have a big

house and garden?

Imagine the games of hide and

seek we could play out there.

There must be a thousand

trees to hide behind.

How can I make this up to you?

[Chloe] You can't.

Why?

Talk to me, please.

I miss him so much.

I know you do,

but you're not alone.

You have me.

One day...

Don't say it.

What are you talking about?

Don't say it.

Say what?

Please.

One day we'll all be reunited.

One day Daddy will come home.

No!

Daddy is coming home.

[Chloe] No, he isn't.

How can you say that?

Stop lying to yourself.

He's never coming home.

I'm so sorry.

Goodnight, Chloe.

(knocking)

(wind rushing)

(glass shattering)

(ominous orchestral music)

(eerie atmospheric music)

(eerie atmospheric music)

(floor creaking)

(ominous orchestral

music rising)

(sighing)

What am I doing?

Are you all right, Mrs. Gray.

Yes, this is all just

a bit of an adjustment,

that's all.

Is there anything I can do.

No, Mr. Harper.

You've been generous enough.

There's a lot on my

mind, that's all.

You fear he's not coming back?

I can't bear the

thought of losing him.

Does he write to you?

Often.

We were trying for another

child when he left.

We were discussing names.

I'm sure he misses

you both terribly.

Chloe needs her

father more than ever.

Do you ever get

lonely down here?

Sometimes.

[Adeline] Are you married?

I'm a widower.

I'm sorry.

She lived more in 30 years,

than many would in a century.

How can you

stand it, the loss?

How you deal with loss

defines the rest of your life.

(dramatic orchestral music)

It can make you stronger

or it can tear you apart.

I choose to accept that

loss will hurt us all

sooner or later,

but if you let it, life will

hold something else for you,

something worth fighting

through the pain for.

It took me 20 years to see it.

(ominous orchestral music)

(whispering)

Mom?

(footsteps approaching)

It's time to get up.

Chloe?

(vase shattering)

(woman laughing)

Chloe?

You had me worried sick.

Why didn't you answer?

Chloe?

I haven't seen this one before.

She's rather scary.

Don't.

Don't touch her.

Is she one of yours?

[Chloe] No.

What's her name?

I don't know.

Well, choose one.

Where did she come from?

I can't tell you.

You can't tell me?

Who told you that?

She told you that.

(ominous orchestral

music rising)

That's not possible.

You know that, don't you?

She's not alive.

(low thudding)

What have you done with it?

I haven't moved.

[Adeline] All right.

(banging)

(dramatic orchestral music)

We all see things when

we need more sleep.

Even you?

[Adeline] Yes.

Okay.

(whispering)

(door creaking)

(eerie atmospheric music)

(whispering)

(eerie atmospheric screeching)

(whispering)

(dramatic orchestral music)

[Adeline] Chloe,

come down, please.

What's going on?

We're leaving.

What are you talking about?

Chloe, come down now.

[Arthur] You can't.

We are.

There's nowhere

else for you to go.

I found this place, didn't I?

There will be others.

[Arthur] Tell me why.

I can't begin to explain.

[Arthur] Look, I've

done everything I can.

No, it's not you.

Then what is it?

You'll think

I've lost my mind.

We aren't safe here.

This place is as safe as

any you are likely to find.

That's not true.

Even if that were the case,

surely you wouldn't risk

your daughter's life

to search for somewhere else.

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