A nightmare from the past. [Music] Before this day, Grace Sherwood, thee shalt be tested in the
dunking and cast into the river. Shouldst ye float then thy guilt shalt
be proved and thy allegiance be plain. My Lords. My Lords, please. And shouldst I sink to
my new doom what then? Then thine innocence
shall be proved. And what of mine own child
who sleeps within? And my loves onshore? [Child wimpering] [Thunder] The lady summons foul
weather, Praetor. Aye. We should make haste. Very well. Commenc
e the trial. So be it. It is done. Aye. So the lady was innocent then? The lady was innocent. [child wimpering] [thunder & wind] [howling wind & dramatic music] [dramatic music] [Church bells] Grace! Cathy! Thank, God! You look rattled. Didn't just get off the
phone with Chad, did you? Man, do I need a drink. So, big changes girl. Hey. Hey, what the hell? Chad, did he do this to you? That son of a bitch. So yeah, we got into it. That's not okay. Jesus, Grace, he choked you. That ass hole prick.
I'm out, okay? It's done. We're through. Yeah, I've heard that before. He doesn't know where the
new house is does he? No, I don't think so. Good for you for
finally getting out. Inheriting your aunt's
house is a blessing. Great aunt. Moving into the country. You've got your
fellowship. It's all so exciting. I'm so jealous. Well, you'll just
have to come visit. Absolutely. Oh, and I found a contractor
to refurbish the house. Cool. Some ex-military guy. Young? Hot? No. He's ancient. Retired navy.
Ex-SEAL I think. It is Tidewater
after all. Rambo the renovator. Yeah, Rambo. [Country Music on the radio] You ever wonder where
people are going? No. I do. I just assume they're all going
nowhere in a hurry. True that. So is it a shit hole? The house? I don't think so. Good. Shit holes are a lot of work. Work is money. Being a paramedic was money. Well it was an
adventure at least. Yeah? Well ... for now you're in the
renovation business. Until your shit blows over. So we need to make a
good i
mpression. No problem. Tell me about the owner. I think she's a scientist. She? A scientist? How old? I don't know. Young. She's an astrophysicist. Really? Sounds hot. Sam, I'll do the talking, okay? Sure thing, Bud. Sure. Interesting property. Hey, is this the? Yup. Nice. MIss Sherwood, I'm Bud Hayes. Grace is fine. Hi, Sam Dixon. Nice to meet you. So. Grace. Like the history marker? Like Grace Sherwood
the witch of Pungo? The same. Cool. I'm betting no one ever teased
you growing up, right? Sa
m. Sorry. Shutting up now. Well, this is it. Was my great aunt's. Obviously it's been built on
over the years and parts of it
really need work. Bewitching. Looks like she's got good
bones. Oh she's solid. Come on. Roof? Yeah. Leaks. Hate the wallpaper. You hate wallpaper? Yuck. Strip it? Yep. You do faucets? Yup. You see the ceiling? Yeah. Scrape,
replaster, refinish. You've got it. [Squeaking steps] Got it. On the list. Switches? Oh, that's me. I do all the electricity. Electrifying. You know I
'm also a paramedic? That's nice. See that? Looks precarious, right? Ah, we have a chainsaw. So when can you start? We'll hit the hardware store
first thing in the morning. Be up here by noon? Perfect. So how does this work
money-wise and all? $400 a day. For both of you? Yeah, plus supplies. Of course. No markup. Wow. Hey, you're doing
business with BS. Uh, that's BS that's
for Bud and Sam. Not. Well, you know? Okay. anyway, done. Great. Great. Fantastic, guys. All right, tomorrow then. You hav
e a good
evening, Miss Sherwood. Grace, remember? Looks like a storm's coming. You know they've been showing up at the
end of each day threatening. But they never break. Well you should count your blessings. BS? I know. I know. Does your mouth have a
filter? I don't have Aspergers. I didn't say it. Life can only get better. What's your story? You sound happy. I am. I feel as if I belong here. Sounds like the house
has good feng shui. Must be. And ... the electricity's out. No electricity. No wi-
fi. No Netflix and you're happy? Then you must have wine. Guilty. Well ... should I entertain you
with gothic tales then? Perhaps one about
your Great Auntie? Or the
Pungo Witch? Give you the heebie-jeebies? Make your skin crawl? No thanks. So, when do you think
that you can come and visit? Depends. Is there a bar? It's a university town near a
naval base, what do you think? Ah, the lights just came back on. Spell's over I guess. So much for procrastination. Back to unpacking for you girl. You a
re such a
buzzkill, you know that? Call you tomorrow. Bye-bye. Bye. Good morning gentlemen. I've got coffee if
you're interested. I am. Oh, Bud lives on coffee. Me? I'm a diet soda kind of guy. Chronic actually. I've got those too. [Water dripping] Beth? Run dad. This place is not good. Run!!!!!!!!! Bud? Who's Beth? Sorry. I thought I saw something. Sorry. Holy shit! [Snarling] Holy shit! [Snarling] What's up?! In there, man. In the wall. What? Is it rats? Bats? What am I looking for? All right,
I need
an effing break. Hey, sam. What creeped you out? You wouldn't believe me. Before you ask, I'm not drinking on the job because I need this
job, alright, Bud? Calm down. What did you see? Was it a woman? In the wall? Yeah. Was it her? This is your daughter? The one who drowned? I'm sorry, man. She looks like a
really sweet girl. She's not what I saw. Only it was a woman. I think. Only way damn creepier. But there's no way
it could have been. Not a person, right?
In the wall like that? Bec
ause I'm a crazy paramedic
on probation seeing shit? There's something
about this place, isn't there? You saw something too. Let's try to wrap this job
up as quickly as possible. You cool with that? Yeah. How did it go? Nothing out of the ordinary. Smashed my freakin'
finger though. You'll live? Probably. I just won't enjoy it . You guys made good
progress today. Yeah. We'll pick up the rest of the
materials on the way home
tonight. Be back first thing
in the morning. All right. Feel free to use
the sink inside. You fixed it. No, i'm good here. So. Bud, you were in
the navy? The tattoo. Oh yeah. The frog man. Bud used to be a SEAL. I thought I recognized it. Being a tidewater girl and all. Well, it was a while ago. I guess that's it for today. [Distant music approaching] [Music gets louder] Hey, baby. I am loving the new digs. You're the handyman. It's a good gig, am I right? Is everything good here, Grace? Yeah. Thanks, Bud. See you tomorrow? You can count on it. [spits] Country folk,
you gotta love 'em. See you tomorrow ... Bud. Little dick. Yup. [Distant thunder] Hey, um, could I uh finish your wine? Knock yourself out. I am so sorry. But you know how my temper gets. Can you do me a favor? Hmm? Take out the trash? The fish will stink by morning. Yeah. Yeah sure. [Distant thunder] You can keep the sticks. [scream] I'm trying hard to
keep my shit together. [Electric buzzing] [Electric buzzing gets louder] [gun shot] This is what you call
keeping your shit together? [Chimp al
arm clanking] Hey, let me ask you a question. Do I look depressed to you? Shit, I don't know, man. Isn't everyone? You know you do tend to
look a little grumpy? Thanks. I mean like all the time. Surely this isn't news. See that? That look right there? Grumpy. Or as me
I feign chipper. That way I limit the number
of people I disappoint. Don't be so sure about that. Hey, look at that. Oh yeah, derecho. That's a fun-sounding
word, isn't it? Derecho. I don't know if we're gonna get
much done if that
cuts loose on
us today. [Distant thunder] Bud, Chad disappeared last night. He took out the
trash and he never came back. And the electricity is out. The phone is out. And. And my car
wouldn't start. Hold on. All right? We'll sort it out. My phone's out of service too. We'll take a look around. Chad's probably just
exploring the property. Or maybe fell into the lake. Guys? Oh my god! Oh my god. [gasp] [Lightning crack] Holy shit! Get in the house! [Panting & storm sounds] Is that a guy? [scream
] Sam, give me a hand! Grace, get under the table! Hold on! Is everyone okay? I don't know. I'm still breathing, I think. Grace? I think you may have
gotten really lucky. Still no cell service? Sam? No. Do you have a landline? Who still has a landline? I say we head into town. Tell the sheriff about
your friend. Get some help. I can't believe all
this is happening. Yeah. Weird. My fire company must be going
ape shit with all the calls. I'm sorry, is it just me, but
was there a farm over there? S
omewhere? [Tires squeal] Shouldn't we be seeing
the paper mill? I mean like down there? Through there? Somewhere? What the hell? Did you take a different road? Come on Okay. Okay, okay, it's official, I'm
freaking out. Where's the effing road?! Not even the emergency
broadcast signal? Ouch! You're awake, right? What? Me too. That's so juvenile. Seriously? Let's try the other direction. Hey, I just saw
someone in the woods. Fine. [Tire skid] This makes no sense. Look up there, see them? More guys
. Bud? Hey! Come on down, we
want to talk to you. That was some storm, huh? You know what's happening? Whoa. Hey, Bud? Don't go up there, man. Bud, listen this doesn't
seem like a good idea right now. Something is really really off. Bud, let's go back to the
house, okay, please? Yeah. Everybody else is
seeing this, right? Yeah. Okay. Okay, back to this truck. Back to the house. Lions and tigers and bears. Oh my. It is the one she seeks! [War cries] Oh shit! Back to the truck! [screams] [Gunshot]
This is crazy. [Distant howling] Back inside. [Howling] You have any weapons
in the house? Yeah. You know how to use that? What else you got? Anything else? Is this thing real? Yeah. But you need shot. And gunpowder. You mean this? Really? I get the blunderbuss? Blunderbuss, see
you're the expert? Is it stale? How would I know? Well, anyway,
it's got that choppy thingy. I've got a real fire axe. Of course. Found the charcoal. And these might be useful. There's no water. No shit. One problem sol
ved. No other buildings. No telephone poles. No electrical towers. No roads. Not an airplane in the sky. How could it all have vanished? Hey. Smoke. See it. Over there? Could be from a
lightning strike? Or a campfire? With more crazies. Zombie apocalypse. We should check it out. It'd have to be on foot. Agreed. We'll set out in the morning. So anyone else hungry? [Bang] Shit! What?! Where?! What did you see?! Sorry. I just wanted to see
if it actually worked. It does. No wonder they fired him
fr
om the fire crew. Oh come on. Sorry I've never loaded
a blunderbuss before. How expert are you
at flintlock's, Bud? Don't look at me like that. Well at least they didn't blow
off your hands so
congratulations. That's what I'm saying. So how do you transport
a whole house? Maybe we didn't move. At least we didn't
move in space. But rather perhaps we moved in time. Time? Though that freak storm? Explain that Astro girl? Astro psychological. Astrophysicist. I know, I'm just
jerking her chain. Spook
y entanglement. That's a real thing? The phrase was credited
to Albert Einstein. Wait a minute. Didn't I see you on TV? Discovery channel. Yes. About UFOs? No. With that bozo-haired guy? What a piece of work. All right, the theory goes
something like this. Black holes come in all sizes. There's one at the
center of our galaxy. It's immense. A monster that swallows
space and time and keeps the milky way
from flying apart. But there are also
micro black holes. Singularities smaller
than a speck of
dust. Capable of distorting
space-time. If one orbited our solar system
and passed through the earth, it could bend time. It could open a gate to
a parallel dimension. Dr. Sheridan, open a gateway to where? The past. The future. Time doesn't need to be linear. We just experience it that way. A gate? One way? Not necessarily one way. Come on. I'll show you. See. I think that's one of two
micro singularities. The storm is just an
atmospheric by-product. That one is moving off. And there that's it
s binary companion, a second singularity moving in. So... what? We wait for that
thing to hit us? Try to ride it back to our time? That's some crazy shit, doc. We're already in crazy. You know I've got a bottle of
Jack Daniels inside. So what's up with
this witch thing? Family tree? Yeah. Traces back 400 years. That's me. My mom. Aunt. Follow follow follow it. Grace Sherwood. Bingo. Pungo. Hah. So she was the witch. She was ahead of her time. Misunderstood. She healed sick
people with herbs. She
was a midwife. Earthy. Unchristian. And they drowned her for it. The governor of Virginia gave
her a pardon just recently. No shit? God's honest truth. Do you pray, Bud? Oh god, no. I wish though. You wish? Angels? Deities? Afterlife? Seems like delusional comfort. We can all use a little
delusional comfort. Or spooky entanglements. Wow. Can't make this stuff up. They're both witches. Okay, I'll bite. Grace and grace? Witchcraft? Quantum mechanics? I mean if both aren't magic
I don't know what
is? I read a brief history of time. The hawking book? Did you get it? Beyond the
first few chapters? Hell no. Did you? Nope. Nobody did. Except for maybe
brainiacs like her. I rest my case. Some job, huh? Why don't you get some sleep? I'll take the first watch. uh Lord. Help me, Lord. Please. [Baby crying] um. Oh, my sweet baby. We are not abandoned. [Baby cooeing] We are not abandoned. [Thunder crack] [Sobbing] [Sobbing] Mother earth. Or satan. Or windeth. Or fire. Empower me with vengeance! Wo
rk through
me as your vessel and I shall bring you worship! [Scream] [Thunder crack] [Video game sounds] Stop right there. The mistress will be pleased. [Scream] Bud! Come on! Man, this dude really stinks. Who are you? I am unimportant. Thou art unimportant. But the lady. The lady beat everything. Her? Why her? What's going on here? The storm hath brought thee. Thee weareth her jewel. You are her way backeth. Way back? For who? The mistress. Grace Sherwood. I'm Grace Sherwood. Perhaps in name. B
ut you are not the
Witch of Pungo. No way. She is our mistress. We serve her and have for a very long time. Pungo? Like the history plaque? Like the woman
they drowned 100 years ago? 300 years ago. You know I always wanted
to win the lottery. When something good. Something cool. Like a car or money and not win a
shitshow like this! Sam, shut up. Yee behold so very
much like her. It's quite quaint. As she once was. For we loveth her. What is your name? I am Caleb. Caleb, what year is it? I'm not
certain. I've been here a very long time. Year of our lord 1707. 08? You killed my brothers. Yeah? Well, sorry. But they were trying to kill us. The lady shall not be pleased. Those gents were alive. Now lady will sendeth the dead. It just keeps getting better. [Crowing] How's the leg? It pains me. Come on, there's food upstairs. [Slurping] Umm. Good soup. Tell me about your life here? We work. We tend the fields. Grow the food. Mend the fort. Tend to the mistress's needs. Tell me about her? No.
Why not? She would not wish it. You mentioned a fort,
how many are you? More than thee. Have you experienced these
storms before? Oh yes, they come
like the seasons. You arrive on the first tempest. But if you miss
the second one? This becomes your home, forever. Polarization. Polarization? The singularity
synchronizes matter. Everything that
has ever happened or will ever
happen exists all the time. Two planes of existence cannot
occupy the same time. It's very unstable
and potentially bad. De
fine "bad." Like destruction of matter bad? Like we all go fusion bad? Poof? Yeah, something like that. If we miss the second storm... our matter will
synchronize to this time... to this place... permanently. [Thumps] Now what? That would be the wood golem. [Howling] This I gotta see. Watch him. Whoa! Jesus! [Growling] [Scream] Bud?! Get the gas. Don't get me! Shoot it! Run! [Gunshot] I didn't think it was possible
to shit yourself to death. Looks like you came close. Actually, I was
referring t
o you. Bud, that storm is going
to be one us in no time. Oh shit! We can't leave her. No, we can't. If we're not back by the
time that second storm hits? That's all I live, baby,
half-assed and totally random. [Dramatic music] Stop. Please stop. I need water. No stopping. I need rest. No rest. Rawhands wend ahead alert the mistress will be
arriving with her salvation
shortly. Come on! You, get up. I don't want to hurt you. Thee cannot. I will. Get up! Sorry! [Gunshots] I'm so sorry. I'd say we'r
e on track. The hairs
on the back of my neck concur. [Screams] Grace! [Grunt] We gotta get down there! This way, come on! Stay back, I don't
want to hurt you guys! Please stop, I don't
want to kill you! [Click] You killed my mates! NOOO!!! [Gunshot] We need her unspoiled! Or do you wish hell?! You know of what I speak! What she will do! Please, Caleb, please. I just want to go home. We are trying to free
ourselves of this damn place! [Gunshots] [Screams] Is everybody okay? Gather up weapons,
wat
er, whatever you can. [cawing] Grace. Sam. Sam? I've got this. Thank you, Sam for saving me. Do you know where we are? Yeah. Sure, I'll just consult
the GPS and map. Ah, sarcasm. You know it is getting dark. And it's getting cold. We need to start looking for
a place to hold up tonight. Guys? Okay, that's not creepy! Let's just keep going. Yeah. Doth thee have cheese? Hold it, buddy. We don't want any trouble. Trouble? No. No trouble. I just want my heaven back. Heaven? Wha what does that mean?
Cheese! Doth thee have cheese? Cheese? Really? Oh yes. Lovely cheese. It pads us out for
chilly winters. Actually, I do have cheese. Actually, I do have cheese. i really think we should
keep going. Well, it is sheltered. [Grunting/eating] [laughter] Glorious! Oh, so welcome! Thank you, kind sir. Come. Come and sit by my fire for you've brought
me my sweet heaven and memory of things so past. You guys wait here. And keep your eyes open. But? You are the one. Really? That's the first for me. And y
ou, You are the one. I know you are of her blood. She searches for thee. And you. You are the one. You are the bringer of fire. Oh oh, I have a gift for you. Black powder. Oh, don't get it too close
to the fire though! Or we will all leave this
world in a flasheth! [Giggles] Can you help us get
back to my house? Ah, the house yond just came? Down by the valley? Blown in on the black windeth
like so many others before. Yes, that must be it. Sadly she will not
let thee leave. For in this realm she
controls all. You see these are her eyes. And these are her ears. Okay, I'm seriously
about to crap my pants. And this is her cauldron. Cometh to me blood of my blood. [Gasp] Grace!!! It was inevitable. You set us up! Where is she you creepy shit! No! You don't understand! Her weapon is not sword nor
pistol! She uses thy right arm
to fight thy left! And thy left eye to
suspect the right! And before you've known it you'd
have torn out your own eyes and ripped out your own heart! You were always
within
her grasp! Under her watchful eyes! I can help. Where is she? At her keep. I know the way. Take you to her I will. Damn it, Bud, we can't
trust this guy! He looks like a
potato in a shit casserole and he's already admitted
to being a spy! I'm not sure we have a choice. She has what she wants and is now distracted and thee can wend unnoticed. Her ears are deaf. Her eyes are closed. Now is the time to strike! You can lead us to her? Oh, aye. We are not the only
ones oppressed here. [Blows r
asberries] Are you trying to call someone? Aye! Are we going like them? These people you're calling they're gonna help us? People, no not people. Helpers. Aye. Helpers. And haters of her! [Blows rasberries] Oh, for heaven's sake! Christ, it's putrid. [Loud horn.] [Distant thumps] [Creature roar] Holy shit, these guys. I don't think
they're gonna care much for us. No. We did chop up one of their
buddies and set him on fire. [Laughter] It matters not. We are the damned and would
rather die today t
hen continue
in this torment. [Creature roar] [Breathing] [Dramatic music] [Screaming] [Lighning crack] Hmm. Grace Sherwood? You know I'm related to you? Of my name. Of my blood. Aye, of course, I know. I was once fair like you. What do you want with me? We are bound you and I. Strangely entangled. For so long I have been fueled
by rage and wrongs. All I wanted was to
see the world burn. For vengeance was my bread, Cruelty my delicious butter. You were pardoned you know? It took 300 years but
yo
u were pardoned. Pardoned? Of being innocent? Well, I am not so innocent now! But none of yonder matters now. Soon it will all be over. She will be held
high in the tower. There. Well, they certainly have the
high ground advantage. Bud, that storm's
getting closer. Looks like it. Hey! We're here for our friend! Release her and we'll be on
our way! Friend?! And who would that
be thee dram shits! Dram shits? I'm thinking that's
worse than being just shit. God's holy trousers. Today's the day. Hey,
cut
the crap you pricks! We want Grace Sherwood. Oh? Which Grace Sherwood are they
referring too ye grubby turds?! They're calling us grubby? Let the witch know. My lady! Those gents art here. I know. Now go back and kill
them you fools! Your rescuers are here. How gallant. Be thinks those gents
wouldst rescue me as well? Well it looks like we're going
to have to do this the hard way. Cut 'em loose. Anon is the day yee
damn brothers! Attack!!! [Roar] [Roar] [Crash] [Horns blowing] [Screams] [gu
nfire] We just want to go home. We have no quarrel
with you. When the second storm comes a singularity will pass through
time time and space. I know all about the tempest. I've seen it every
hundred years. You know about
the singularity? Curious word. You mean the dark
finger of death with its crushing black heart? Oh, yes. I ... I feel faint. As you should. For so do I. Poison is most disagreeable. What? Poison? But you drink from the same cup. Yes. We are bound in death you and I. And there is
no need
to pay the ferryman. We are almost done. You go get her. I'll hold down the fort. Witch: "Are you a hero?" Witch: "Are you the
footsteps of doom?" Witch: "Or rescue?" Enter the fool warrior. The old man. And the failed father. Grace? Grace? Wake up. We gotta move. Where the hell is the key? How painful do you
want your death? I'm taking her with me. I'm not afraid of you like one
of your pathetic followers. No? I can show you fear
in a handful of dust. Dad! Help me! Shall I be cruel? Pl
ease! [Dramatic music] Help me! Or should I be merciful? It is not real. It is not real! Sam? I'm no mere illusion. Shall I turn him inside out? You're a cruel mean bitch! I am elemental. Earth, air and water
are my medium. I am hate. I am pain. I am lust. All here love, worship
and despise me. And I will live! The great storm comes for
it is black like my heart. Ah, William. Have you come to betray
me a second time? [Gunfire] Is this what freedom looks like? Oh what a world. You must hurry or y
ou'll
be stuck here forever! We gotta move! Right behind you. I think we're gonna die. Then we die. We did the
best we could. We did our duty. And rescued a princess. And fixed the house. Damn, right we
did! We did good! Yep. We did good. I love you man! Now hold on. Sam! It works. It works. The theory was right. We're freaking genius. Oh shit. Bud? Sam? Bud? Sam? You're alive. I guess so. We made it? Where's Sam? Sam?! Over here. Wow. Shit, I'm not dead. Amazing. Cool. You're not going to die,
buddy. We've gone way too
far to give up now. Did you just call me buddy? Grace? Put pressure here. Back here. I'm gonna an ambulance. Oh god, he's calling my
old fire company. Hey, uh I need an ambulance. There's somebody here with a
penetrating abdominal wound. What a bunch of misfits. Bud: "He's lost a lot of blood." Bill the butcher's been on call
since I've left. Now I'm really
gonna die. Bud: "Yeah, that's the address." Hey. Seeing as how we've literally
been through hell and back, do you
think I could
take you out on a date? Not a chance. Wow. You're crueler than the witch. You have no idea. [Sirens] Well, I guess that's that. So, no more danger of
freaky time storms? Not for another 100 years. You know, I just don't
understand why she wanted you if
she couldn't get back. Synchronization and all. Well, she thought
she was magical. Wasn't she though? You don't believe that? I don't know. You slept through
some freaky stuff. Things I never thought possible. The world's a weird pla
ce
filled with mysteries. We learn more every day. Yeah. I guess so. Well, goodbye then. I'll mail you the final payment. Okay, sure. Thanks for the work. Thanks for the rescue. We aim to please. [Ravens crowing] [Slam] [Dramatic music] That's pretty brave talk for a
300 year old witch smoking a
pipe!
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