Devil Story (Devil Story: Il était une fois le Diable)

Shit!

Why didn't you remind me to fill 'er up?

Er... Is there a gas station nearby, sir?

Come on, darling! Why did you go away?

My hands... Look at my hands!

Calm down, my darling. Calm down.

Let's go now. I fixed the car.

I don't care. I'm staying here.

I won't go any further.

I want to go back home.

I'll walk back.

Leave me alone.

I want to die.

Why did we come here?

Why are we lost?

Come on, please. We're not lost.

There's a village a few miles from here.

We're almost there.

Almost there?

That's what you always say but we never get anywhere.

Have you seen my hands? What are you going to do?

They're beautiful, my darling. That's why I married you.

Darling! There's a light over there!

Another one who lost his way, Louise?

Let them in, Louise.

The rain has stopped.

The storm won't be as strong as I expected.

Shit! What a day!

It's OK. Nothing serious.

- Waiting for tourists, Boss? - No, young man.

The only few visitors who still drop by are people like you.

People who lost their way.

Visitors?

One day or, more probably, one night...

on a night like this, they will come.

And we pray to God that we won't be here anymore to receive them!

Come on, Louise, stop saying nonsense!

Nonsense, you say?

Ten years ago,

the Three Oaks Farm burned during a stormy night under a downpour...

- Was it nonsense, too? - It was an accident.

Sure, but nobody ever proved that.

And only two years ago, three skippers

disappeared body and soul although the ocean was quiet.

Always at the same period of the year.

The list would be long if we were to mention all the strange catastrophes

which occur every year before, during and after the equinox.

What do you mean? What happens during the equinox?

Well, people say that one or two centuries ago,

when ships used to sail along the coast to avoid the sea storms,

especially during the equinox, when the day is as long as the night,

and the tides are at their highest...

five brothers decided to have a go at lighting fires on the rocks,

an old practice ship wreckers used in the past.

They would light big fires on the most dangerous reefs

to make the ships run aground.

Then they killed each and every survivor and plundered the cargo.

And then there was this British ship, following the sea route to India.

It seems she made a short stopover in Egypt on the way back,

where some crates, containing God knows what, were loaded aboard.

They say there was an unusually violent storm that night.

Some thought it was the end of the world!

However strong the waves were, the five brothers were not discouraged.

The night seemed endless until dawn.

When everything was quiet again

the shape of the coastline had completely changed.

It seemed the land had encroached upon the sea.

The five brothers were never seen again, and neither was the ship.

Did they drown in the sea or were they engulfed by the moor?

Have they ever existed?

One thing is almost certain:

the British ship did sail along the coast that night.

The logbook was found the morning after,

a few hundred yards from the cliff.

Her name was The Condor.

- What about the five brothers? - Ha, the five brothers!

They were real, for sure!

They even had a progeny who made a pact with the devil!

Stop your nonsense, Louise.

It's true they have a progeny but they're not witches.