Krampus: The Reckoning
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- 2015
- 90 min
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In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
There.
I don't know.
Let me see it darling.
Snow on snow
Do you like it?
I love it.
What am I looking at here?
That's Mommy, that's Daddy,
that's me, and that's...
Santa Claus, I know
him when I see him.
But where's your sister?
Are you angry with her?
Sweetheart?
There was no
more room on the paper.
In the bleak mid-winter
Long
Angel, tell Grandma the truth.
She makes Daddy angry,
she makes Mommy sad.
So sad that she cries.
And you, does she make you sad?
Sometimes.
What are you reading?
Oh this is an old story.
Older than you?
Yes, even older than me.
What kind of story is it?
It's a Christmas story.
Can you read it to me?
Oh I don't know, it's late.
And this one used to
give me nightmares.
That looks like Santa.
It is, or Saint Nicholas
as he used to be called.
So how's this a scary story?
In the bleak mid-winter
Long
Who's that?
Who's that?
That's Krampus.
You've never heard of Krampus?
Well Krampus is old, very old.
Old as time itself.
And just as Santa rewards
good little girls and boys,
Krampus punishes the bad ones.
That's not a true story.
Don't be so sure child.
As with many ancient stories,
the Krampus has passed from
legend into superstition.
But old and forgotten
things have a way of
ever so slowly creeping
back into our world.
Snow had fallen, snow on snow
Snow on snow
In the bleak mid-winter
Long
Ago
I got you!
No.
Yes Zoe, you're it!
Zoe's it, I got her!
What are you doing, Zoe?
Gross!
Don't touch it!
Why?
You're weird, stay
away from me, Zoe.
Yes Tristan, it was me.
It was me all along.
Strong for you,
my one true love.
Remember, with Christmas
around the corner.
It's extra important to
listen to your parents.
So you don't
end up on the naughty list.
Hey!
Turn it back!
What, you didn't hear me?
My love for you is
strong like a tiger.
Then kiss me, Tigress.
My love for you
flows like a river.
Like the mighty Amazon.
Like the ancient Nile of Egypt.
Laundry needs folding,
Now, move it!
Wow, what are you doing?
I'm gonna have my way with you.
That's rather fast.
Right.
What the hell?
Bed, now.
Ow, you're hurting me.
Shut up.
Hello?
Who's there?
Holy sh*t!
Teddy?
Dispatch, we have multiple DBs,
requesting back-up,
detectives and crime scene.
Room clear.
Room clear.
Fremont, we got a locked door.
Here you go, sweetheart.
We've got a foster child,
I'm not sure if she saw
or heard anything, though.
So far she's not talking.
Let a couple of
unis take her over
to the children's warden.
Mercy Immanuel Hospital.
Stewart's on her way there now.
Hope she can get
something out of her.
Okay.
And...
I need to call you back, bye.
How can I help you?
Dr. Rachel Stewart,
I called from the road,
I'm here for the Zoe
Weaver interview.
Right...
Sign here.
Dr. Stewart.
Hey Miles.
James, this is Dr. Stewart.
She helps us out,
from time to time.
I try to anyway.
My partner Detective Cegan.
Doctor.
Call me Rachel.
Dr. Stewart, Det. O'Connor?
Yes, that's us.
Tom Jennings,
Head of Pediatrics.
If you'd like to
follow me, please.
So is she talking yet?
It took us the
better part of an hour
to get her to tell us her name.
Shock?
Responsive, just
disinterested.
That's her.
Sitting by herself over there.
Let's go say hello.
It's your case detective, but,
I think we might have more luck
if I go talk to her
by myself first.
Go ahead, it's your show, doc.
Zoe, this is Dr. Stewart.
Rachel.
Dr. Stewart would like
to ask you a few questions.
Okay?
What kind of doctor are you?
I'm a child psychologist, so,
I'm the kind of doctor
that helps kids out
when they've been
through some scary stuff.
What's that?
What?
That.
Oh, I've had that
for a really long time.
Since I was probably
about your age.
So is it all right if I
ask you a few questions?
You want to know
about Katie and Teddy.
Yes.
I'd like to know what
happened to them.
Why?
They were bad, and
now they're gone.
How are they gone, Zoe?
He took them.
He took them because
they were bad.
He always comes
for the bad ones.
Who's he?
Zoe, who hurt your
foster parents?
I don't wanna talk anymore.
Now Zoe, you need
to answer the doctor.
No, it's okay.
It's okay we can
talk more later.
Do you need anything?
What?
Anything I can get you, uhm,
I don't know, toys or a book?
My dolls and my sewing kit.
I asked if I could bring them.
But they said no.
Sure.
Are they at the house?
In my room, under the bed.
I'll find them for you.
It was so nice meeting you, Zoe.
I'll see you later.
Well that was a short interview.
You sure you don't wanna
push a little harder?
Not yet.
Whatever she saw, she's
clearly traumatized.
We'll take it slow.
She'll open up when she's ready.
Let's hope so.
I'm going to need
access to the scene.
Why?
Zoe asked me to
pick up a few things.
You wanna take evidence
from my crime scene?
A little girl's
dolls are probably not
the smoking gun
you're looking for.
Ah, yeah.
Cozy I guess.
Well we found narcotics
in the master bedroom.
You think this
could be drug related?
I don't know.
At this point anything and
everything is possible.
First responders found the
girl in a room down the hall.
Well it's cheerful enough.
Yeah, seems to all be
window dressing though.
Turns out the Holezers were
always taking in.
One after the other.
Neighbors said the kids
always looked shabby.
Dressed in Goodwill clothes.
Always two sizes too
big or too small.
Miss Holezer though.
She always dressed to
the nines with a new car
in the driveway.
Could be a murder.
Yeah, could be.
Anyhow, angry broke parent
or juvenile delinquent,
giving the revolving
door situation,
I'm sure we're not
gonna have a short list
of suspects to sift through.
Did you find what
you're looking for?
What is this?
Yeah that's ugly.
It's scary.
Yeah, scary as well.
All right uhm,
ready to go?
Impatient detective?
Actually, bored stiff, doctor.
All right.
And that is why Santa
has nine reindeer.
Do you think Santa will remember
to come here for us?
How can he, there's no
chimney in the hospital.
Oh that's just not true.
What?
Remember yesterday when
I took you out for a walk?
Remember that huge smokestack
by the tall building
behind the garden?
Yeah.
Well, that's our chimney.
And that is how
Santa is gonna come,
and bring you all
a bunch of presents
on Christmas Eve.
That's not true.
Zoe.
What do you mean, Zoe?
That's not a chimney.
It's a smokestack.
is from the bodies of the people
that they burn
after they die here.
Zoe uh...
You're a smart kid.
I can tell.
And I know you've
been through a lot.
But they've been
through a lot too.
You know, and they.
You don't wanna scare 'em
or give 'em nightmares, do you?
Zoe?
Are you okay?
Why are you staring
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