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-And the Inuat...

-Another one over here.

Look in the bathroom and see

if her toiletries are there.

I'm sorry,

I didn't hear you.

Nothing. I'm sorry.

And the Inuat were?

They were supposedly

hostile spirits.

According to the myth...

they were capable

of assuming human form.

They...Wait a second.

''Thought to inhabit

places of past calamity.

''They brought

disaster and madness...

''to any humans

who fell in with them.

''Only a myth, of course...

''but observers

well into the 20th Century...

''marked how cautiously

older Eskimo...

''approached

strangers on the ice.''

Hello?

That's all we could find,

I'm afraid.

I don't know if that answers

her question or not.

Anyway, tell her

we all miss her...

and if she gets tired of

all that sunshine...

she's welcome back, all right?

Yeah. I'll tell her.

They're not there.

They're Inuat.

-Charlie say anything, did she?

-No.

Crap.

Crap. It's crap.

Double crap.

Middle of the night

listening to bullshit nonsense.

It's not my own life.

Honest to God. Jesus.

Sh*t.

Crazy son of a b*tch!

I have a light here

if you prefer.

They've shut off the power

at this end of the building.

It's only a small savings,

of course.

But then again,

in my case it's also...

a small sacrifice.

I keep this lantern

for visitors.

There have been

few of those of late.

Forgive me, please.

Forgive me for being so rude.

I did not think that--

You'll be forgiven for thinking

the building abandoned.

Yes--yes, I did.

The handyman has,

like so much of the world...

grown somewhat lax.

It wasn't always

like this, of course.

But with only me here,

I suppose it's a small matter.

You are here alone?

I'll be following the others,

eventually.

For now, I have been left here

to look after things.

Though I'm not certain

they saw the humor in it.

Oh, dear, now I'm being rude.

You may call me Bertril.

How do you do?

Mr. Pommier, yes.

Won't you have tea?

I haven't any lemon.

I trust that's all right.

They're usually so regular...

about sending the boy around

with groceries.

I can't imagine what happened.

But perhaps I've got

the days muddled again.

Not that way, Mr. Pommier.

In here, if you will.

You know about them,

don't you?

There are places with pasts,

Pommier.

Places with secrets.

Things...collect.

You just looked too closely.

Most people are luckier.

They never know

that a certain percentage...

of what they see is not there.

But the problem now

is not what you know...

it's what they know.

You.

They know about you.

Go away, Pommier.

Leave your house

and change your job.

Go and hide yourself.

You can still survive this...

but you must not try

to fight them.

Listen to me.

If you've never run...

from anything in your life,

run from this.

They're leading you

into another world.

They're not real.

They can't do anything.

They brought you here, Pommier.

What was this place?

What happened here?

You must leave now.

Don't pursue this.

It won't end with you.

Go, do as I say.

For the sakes of those

you'll lead them to.

I'm dreaming.

Just dreaming.

I'm just dreaming.

Very bad, very bad.

Tired...just tired.

What are you looking at?

You come up here

late last night.

You seemed very ill.

You also seemed to know

a lot about my husband.

What is it?

I'm...embarrassed.

You sleep on the couch.

You were with my husband

when he's dead, no?

I am Veronique Pommier.

I know your name, Niki.

I know! I've seen!

No, rest calm.

You're just tired.

Why don't we go out today

and be like tourists?

No, I don't want to go!

Don't make me go!

Don't leave me!

It goes forever.

No! I don't want to go!

Please stay away from me.

Please! Please!

Go where?

Where don't you want to go?

He tried to tell me something!

I couldn't understand!

He screamed--

His whole memory

is in my head and I--

I don't understand.

I don't know what he wants.

They're hounding him...

and I don't know

what he wants.

Who is doing that?

He thinks they're Inuat.

That is what he meant.

How do you know this?

I was so frightened last night.

You were shaking.

Did you ever have a dream

and not know when it started?

The old man on Atavak

used to tell a tale...

of the dangers

of travelling far...

of hunting alone on the ice.

How one might no longer

know what was...real.

We are so very far

from home, you know.

All of us.

We have wandered

so very far from home.

Please, stop.

It is not important.

I was tired, eh?

I was tired, very tired.

I was stupid and went

two days without sleep.

We should talk about

our new life.

Our bourgeois life

in this civilized place.

Talk of things we planned.

There'll be time enough

for that.

You were wrong, you know.

He cares more for you

than anything in the world.

Did Jean Charles have any

history of emotional problems?

Please.

Please, anything.

Was there anything

in his family?

Was he taking drugs?

Drinking?

Was there any radical change

in his diet?

Hamburgers wrapped in plastic.

Did my husband lose his sanity?

I think so.

He's hallucinating.

Was hallucinating.

Hello?

Thank God, you are there.

Are you all right?

I think so.

We've been going

out of our minds here.

We even had the cops out.

Eileen, I went to

your apartment last night...

and some guy on the phone

laid some weird rap on me...

about people

who weren't really people?

It spooked the sh*t out of me.

Who the f*** was it anyway?

A friend back east.

What was that stuff about?

I'm not sure.

It doesn't matter now anyway.

We'll talk.

It scared the f*** out of me.

I've got the address.

I'll come pick you up.

What?

I said I'll come pick you up.

Cassie, I'm not sure you should.

Bullshit.

I'll be there in a few minutes.

What did he do then?

You don't know?

You were on the tower.

You looked at him and said,

''Qu'est ce que tu as?''

And he was shaking.

What did you do then?

We left that place very fast.

He took me to a hotel

and told me to stay there.

And keep the door locked

until he come back.

But he never come back.

The next day

I come here and...

everything is so strange.

I find two suitcases.

One was on the bed there...

and the other was...

The other one was there.

He was running.

He was taking

the old woman's advice.

He was running, but something

wouldn't let him...

get away,

wouldn't let him out.

Niki, what if he wasn't--

Wasn't what?

What if he wasn't insane?

No, thanks. I don't want any.

I mean it. I don't want any.

Go bug somebody else.

Listen, sweetheart...

I don't want any flowers,

so move your butt.

Get out of my f***ing car!

Get the f*** out of my car!

Now! We've got to

get out of here now.

If they knew about Jean Charles,

they know about us.

And we shouldn't be here.

Either of us.

You know where everything is.

You can't come back here.

Ever.

Ever.

But we've got to

get out of here now.

Now.

Leave it! Go!

Who are these people?

Who are these people?

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