Dwelling

Subtitles by explosiveskull

Mama?

What did you see inside?

I don't know for certain...

But I'll never forget it.

So it wasn't your sister?

I don't know...

It's all up to you now.

It's all up to you now.

It's all up to you now. It's all up to you now.

It's all up to you now...

River?

It's all up to you now!

They only found one body, Ellie. Your mother's.

The report states that your mother was locked inside the bathroom.

And that your mother tried

to shield herself in the bathtub from the fire.

A fire that they determined was caused by arson.

At that age, Dr. Thorn,

your world could be shattered so easily.

You hear everything.

What society tells you, what authorities tell you...

What you tell yourself.

It takes years to learn how to listen.

Even then, you don't hear from the ones you need.

Ellie, why didn't you tell the authorities at the time what you saw?

They already knew that River heard voices.

And for me to say that I saw things?

With the way they looked at her.

I didn't want them to look at me the same way.

How often do you think of your mother?

Each passing second.

It can't end for her in this place.

Well, that's for River to decide.

I don't believe she has a choice anymore.

Her condition has come and gone in the past.

She's lived outside this place.

She can do it again.

But ever since she's had Izzy, it's been different.

She's safe here.

Not forever, but for now, Ellie.

You take care of the child, I'll take care of River.

Faith, Ellie.

So...

You found a place?

Yeah.

We have an appointment today.

Gavin and Izzy are waiting.

So what's so special about this place?

It's Amara.

And you're gonna bring my daughter there?!

She's found a control, River.

To Izzy they're just friends.

They all want to be friends!

Why are you still doing this?

I need to find out what happened to mom.

This house can let me speak to her one last time.

When can I see her?

Soon...

Not you. Not you. Not you.

Not you. Not you.

- But you! -

- Sorry I'm late. - All is forgiven.

- Nice to meet you, Gavin. - Nice to meet you.

And you must be Isabelle?

Izzy. It fits me better.

Nice to meet you, Izzy.

She's quite the little pistol, isn't she, Ellie?

- Well, she's my sister's kid, that's for sure. -

Any first impressions of the place?

The grounds are beautiful.

How about you, Izzy?

I like the tree.

Good! Starting positive is always good.

I checked with every contact I know, and no one will touch it.

In fact, the last owners only lived here four days.

Mainly kept it for the horses.

- Uncle Gavin? - What is it, peanut?

What about my friends?

They can wait out here. It's their turn to play, anyway.

But they might get lonely. And I won't be able to watch them

to make sure they're safe.

All right...

Ellie.

Mind if we stay out and play?

I don't think Izzy's up to it.

You'll be fine. Go buy the house.

All right. Go play.

In the years before its slumber,

Amara was home to a dozen families.

With the lot of them moving in and out in the latter end.

Over that time,

the furnishings were gathered by what was left by them.

Which is why many of the styles don't match.

So, you said Izzy is your niece?

- That's correct. - Hm.

I don't mean to pry, but what happened to her parents?

My sister's institutionalized.

Lord knows where the father is.

Well, what do you think?

I thought I saw two more windows above the garage?

The attic. Which should be...

That's odd.

Well, try this one.

Would you mind?

Why would anyone want to keep us from getting in?

Better question...

Who would want to keep us out?

May I ask something?

Against my instructions?

Sure...

Why buy this house?

Because this house has a gap in the vale.

I don't follow...

You're not from around here, are you, Marcy?

Well, no.

You're standing in a local legend.

She's a haunted house.

What if Amara isn't...?

Don't worry...

I have it on good authority.

- Who? - My niece.

Since we arrived, she hasn't laid an eye on her.

Can I help?!

Sure, peanut.

You can take the small ones and bring them to the porch for Aunt Ellie.

Just be careful, oka?

Careful, you don't want to break anything.

Spend all your inheritance on a new home and you're already breaking shit?

I didn't break them.

She all right out there?

Take a breather.

The hard part is over.

We got the house.

I have something to show you.

It's an armoire.

They must have moved it in here.

Who's they?

Dunno... the previous owners?

I thought you said nobody's lived here since the sixties?

Yeah, that's what I thought...

What's that?

It's a mirror.

It's beautiful.

Who would paint over this?

They?

Do you have your box cutter?

One more step...

Now turn left...

Keep going... Almost there. Another turn

One more turn.

All right, you can open them.

It's mine?

All yours.

Your aunt gained quite a bit of bad luck today.

What'd she do?

She has seven years bad luck for breaking a mirror.

And there's only one way you can turn your luck around...

I didn't break it.

How's that?

By disposing of it properly.

Here I thought I was stuck with all that bad luck...

You have to bury all of the shards of the mirror glass

along with all of the dust remnants deep into the ground

- at the base of a tree. - Like my tree?

Oh, that's your tree now?

Yeah, the willow will do.

Can we, Aunt Ellie?

I think it'd be best if we let Uncle Gavin do it.

Now you're breaking the rules.

All right, now who...?

Tina, she likes the moon.

All right...

And the rest?

Kathy can stay with me tonight.

And what about...?

Grendon. He can go under my bed.

Why Grendon?

He followed mommy home to protect me.

Protect you from who? The bogeyman?

Maybe?

Have you ever met the bogeyman before?

Then how do you know he's so bad?

Maybe he's just made of boogers and just wants a hanky?

And if you don't... he'll tickle you!

Anything in this big new place bothering you, peanut?

No.

You never had me place him under your bed before?

Why tonight?

I don't know... I had an inkling.

I miss my tree.

I promise you we'll play there tomorrow.

We can even bury that bad luck.

I thought you said that's cheating?

Yeah, you're right, I did. Except when it's okay.

But now it's bedtime. C'mon.

Grendon, remember?

Of course, peanut.

Good nigh.

She's all tucked in.