Tada!
Oh...
What are you crying for?
Take those tears and bury them deep inside you.
Yeah, that's it.
Toughen up.
Make him speak
Oh, what's his name?
Ginger.
She can't make him speak
Make him speak!
I am so sorry.
I think my laryngitis is acting up again.
You really don't have to No, no, don't worry about it.
I insist.
I'm sorry if I upset the kids. They're fine.
It's fine.
They're fine. Okay.
See you now.
It'd be really great
if you could give my business a like or a share on the computer, you know?
Ha!
No.
Whatever made you think the kid's would like a crappy ventriloquist anyway?
She got really good reviews online.
Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah.
Hello?
Hi Fiadh, it's Katherine.
Katherine, hi!
Oh my God, It's so great
to hear a friendly voice, how's things?
How are you getting on?
Yeah.
Okay.
You're welcome. So.
So tell us the goss.
C'mere, are you still seeing that guy?
Your mam is in again
and she's faking it again?
Well, we've had her in for observation,
and you discover
she's faking it and decided to send her home?
No, we decided to keep her in.
You can't keep her in a loony bin.
It's a psychiatric
care facility -
For psychos.
Fiadh
Your mam is very ill.
She's not.
She's just doing this.
So I'll come home,
which I will.
Just don't get her to sign anything
til I get home. Okay?
Fine.
Have you got the 20 quid you owe me?
Yes!
Goodbye!
Mental Maggie!!!
See you, Liam O Loughlin, and your family of arseholes!?
What? What? What?
They're buried alive and come forth later.
In uglier ways.
I've been reading Jung lately
Like, ages three to five?
Nah, that's me jigsaws.
That was Freud, by the way, not Jung.
Well, would you consider speaking to one of them?
They're dead.
To professionals.
Are priests not professional?
Listen, I'd be more of a friend to you than a, you know, priest.
So how long you back for this time?
'Til she gets better.
Oh right. Forever then, yeah?
She's not sick.
She is.
Why can't I just get on with my life?
Why is it so hard to just move on in the world
and just figure out what I want to do and just do it?
Be happy?
No one ever figures it out.
You're a priest...
for life.
He's a barman
like his parents before him and their parents before them.
And I... I...
don't know what I am.
What am I, Johnny?
Still a smoker?
Fiadh!
Fiadh Morrissey! Smoking again?
I thought you'd quit. Well, what.
What are you doing here? You're just out of the hospital.
You drinking? Drinking again Mam?
No.
Happy birthday, love.
Happy birthday? Why didn't you tell us?
Well, why didn't you know?
Would you care to join us for a drink?
Margaret?
His father was a priest you know?
I can hear you.
I'm actually literally sitting here right in front of you.
I have to get something, I'll be back in a minute.
Is that true?
Well, it's family business.
Okay, Ready?
Rolling.
We are here at one of the most haunted pubs in all of Ireland.
The Wizards Flute!
Cut!
Something funny?
No, no, that's.
That's not what it's called.
That's just what the locals tell the Ameri -
You think what we're doing here is a joke?
The afterlife is a matter of life and death, literally.
We are the Afterlifers. You may have heard of us?
We take the afterlife very seriously.
Oh, we wouldn't know anything about the supernatural.
Or what happens after you die or the paranormal.
Would we father?
No, no, not a clue.
Oh?
Father?
Or is it Daddy over here?
Redmond - Daddy Red - Jo - Father John Redmond.
Perhaps you'd be able to fill us in on the haunted history of the pub.
If you wouldn't mind signing here
and here.
Having a party, Mam?
Saving the turtles.
That's not how you save the turtles.
Fuck off!
Are you right?
You're barred from here, Mental Maggie!
So on this
very spot hundreds of years ago, this old wizard yeah?
He got his flute and he stuck it into this old witch's cauldron...
and he mixed it around a wee bit, and then about nine months later,
loads of spirits came out of her.
Is that so?
What are you shit in' on about, Father?
Ah yeah,
Mental Maggie, sure they think I murdered your father so they do.
Of course I did.
Sure don't I leave a bottle of dementia laying around the house
for special occasions? It's his anniversary Mam
don't be talking like that I'll talk
However I like.
So the ventriloquism is a no-go. is it?
Maybe
That's a yes so
And John Redmond
hanging around you like a sly dog.
Father Redmond.
He has the Hots for you, girl.
Mam!
His father was a priest.
You know?
What's wrong with you?
Come on, your birthday present's waiting. I'll race ya.
Weeeeee
I love what you've done with the garden, Mam.
It's to keep them arseholes out
Are they still throwing the dolls?
You not going to bring your bike in?
Sure who'd have the balls to rob my bike
after seeing that.
Now Love,
Happy Birthday!
Do you like it?
I like it. Yeah,
it's Dad's walking stick.
It's his shillelagh
It's his walking stick.
He couldn't use it to stand near the end.
Well that means there's no wear and tear in it.
I think it's a lovely present.
You should be more grateful.
I'm not ungrateful, Mam.
It's just.
It's not my birthday
Ha?
No, no.
Today is the big event. Today.
Yeah.
It's Dad's Anniversary.
Maybe the doctors were right, and
what is that knocking?
Well, technically, he didn't pass away
until a minute past midnight.
So.
I'll just make the tea.
Makes everything better.
Did that kettle boil?
No.
No, what?
No, nothing.
One sugar still is it? Or are you sweet enough as you are?
But how did it?
It didn't!
What? Turn on by itself?
No!
I did it.
You weren't anywhere near it.
Ah Jesus,
I just want to have a relaxing cup of tea
with me daughter on her birthday.
Milk?
Whoa, Mam!
Did you see that?
It's just wind.
Tea?
Terrible wind.
Mam...
This is
Don't say it
It's a ghost, Mam.
One knock again.
What does that mean?
It's a pigeon up on the roof.
A pigeon that weighs 12 stone.
Ignore it, 'twill go away soon enough.
Pen and paper!
How long has this been going on for?
And where's your pen and paper?
There's nothing going on
Two knocks, every time you lie.
I'm not lying.
All right!
He has me at me wits' end, Fiadh.
How do you know it's a man?
How do I know?
Demanding cups of tea.
He doesn't even drink.
And listening to God awful shite on the radio
And stomping around the house
slamming doors like he's the one paying the mortgage,
Do you think?
No, no, no.
It's not your father.
What are you doing?
I'm investigating.
This is the latest venture.
So is it?
Maybe
it'll come to nothin' like all the rest of them
Fuckin' hate that song.
No!
Hello?
What did you do to my room?
The dolls? Forgot about them.
Mam!
I didn't want to waste them.
It's okay.
I'm going to go sleep now.
Will you be alright getting to bed?
Why wouldn't I be ok?
Yeah.
Why wouldn't you be?
5 million views?
How much!!?
Oh, God!
Mam?
Mam...
I'm sorry
I just feel compelled to throw the doll out the window and scream at her.
You know? I don't even know why.
I think I saw my brother do it once years ago. Maybe that's it?
Just stick to your own confession, will you, son?
Is taking drugs a sin, Father?
Well,
it takes us away from our natural experience of God's creation.
It also takes us away from our true selves.
But it's not as bad as some people might say.
Oh!
Thank God,
I woke up determined to quit.
I was going to leave these with you.
It's just the fear talking.
I might take one there now actually
Take the edge off.
How many Hail Marys?
IT'S AN EGREGIOUS SIN OF THE HIGHEST ORDER!!
I shouldn't intervene or even say much here.
What if it saves you from eternal damnation?
Then so be it.
EIGHT HAIL MARYS!
Leave the bag.
Go in peace.
Jesus Christ.
Why didn't you tell me what flute means in Ireland?
Well, it depends on the parish.
You're quite the comedian, Father.
Well, I won't be giving up the day job any time soon.
I need your help.
Well, confessions are over for the day.
Maybe come back next week.
If you could prove the existence of the afterlife,
wouldn't you want to do that?
By telling ghost stories on the Internet?
Isn't that what you do?
Tell ghost stories.
So you want a priest to accompany you
on a paranormal investigation?
Here in Ireland.
Think of the views.
I don't care about views.
Well, after the wild goose chase you sent me on, you owe me,
Don't you think?
No.
Word around town
Is that you were quite the Hellraiser before taking the cloth.
What made you give it all up?
Family business.
That's right.
Well, if you're not going to come on board as an investigator,
then surely you can point me in the right direction?
How so?
I know there's places in this town that have to be haunted.
I mean, history.
I also know people would have come to you for
help.
I'd like to meet those people,
exchange some ideas...
Your tea's getting cold.
You know,
there's only one reason
I think priests are crazy.
I can think of more than one
Willingly giving up sex.
Thanks a million for the visit.
Pity it's our last.
Well, we're not leaving this church until we get what we want.
Oh, spoken like a true imperialist.
I am not selling the suffering of my parishioners for profit.
And just so you know, I can still raise a little hell.
I'd love to video that
Why do women always try to seduce me?
You got some sort of a priest fetish or something?
Raise a little hell?
I can still raise a little hell!
“Oh, I'd love to video that!”
Yeah, well video this!
Oh Fiadh
I love this fucking tune.
Can you turn it down, please?
Ah, the good bits' coming in now.
Please, I've something important to tell you,
You said I could talk to you about anything.
Of course.
Of course, of course.
I love our talks. I love them.
I think my house is haunted.
Deadly! Like all the things floating around it and all?
You know what you should do? You shoud record that stuff and put it up online.
People love paranormal activities.
I don't believe it myself.
Mind you.
Are you chewing gum?
No
Where did you get the idea to film that?
The American one.
What's your name? Cassie.
She's a real go getter.
And you know what you should do?
Seeing as you're all directionless and all?
You should set up your own investigation channel I got.
Oh My God!
That's exactly what I was thinking.
Could you maybe do a guest appearance for me in a video?
Fuck yeah!
What are you doing here at the church anyway?
It's my dad's anniversary.
We're gathered here today
to celebrate the life of Hughie.
Please join me in a prayer.
Sorry for your loss.
Thank you.
What's that?
Great book; written by an expert.
What have you got?
Nothing.
I know that look.
What look?
The look a woman has when she finally has something
she can believe in and commit to.
Your dad's not dead, is he?
What? How dare you?
What makes you say that?
Otherwise you wouldn't be on your phone and your mother would be at least
half interested in
his yearly anniversary.
You don't know Irish people.
No, I don't.
But I do know the paranormal.
Why do people throw dolls on your lawn?
None of your business.
The paranormal is everyone's business.
It's because your house is haunted, isn't it?
Rumor has it it's the most
haunted house in the county.
Let me investigate.
No. Yes. No. Yes. That's not a good argument.
What you're going to do one yourself.
Word to the wise.
Who even says that anymore?
If you want something done right, don't do it yourself.
Well, that's exactly how I work.
I mean, I work by myself.
Oh yeah?
How many investigations have you done?
None. Wow.
You can't just wake up one morning and call yourself an investigator.
Well, technically, you can.
It's not regulated industry
I'm a paranormal investigator.
That's right.
I am.
So you can back off this case.
It's personal, and there's no way in a million years
I'm letting you set foot inside my house, so forget it.
Besides, I've got a great guide.
Mass is ended, go in peace.
Peace.
Great talk.
Make sure to check out my page when all this is over.
C'mon Mam.
Ok, Fiadh...
Let's do this.
Boo!
Are you afraid of ghosts?
Well, then you'll never make it as a paranormal investigator.
Hi, I'm Cassie Conway.
I'm in here are my top ten tips on
how you can join this lucrative industry.
Just like me.
One of the most important things
about being a paranormal investigator is your equipment.
Don't forget a torch, obviously,
An EMF reader - voice recorder will do.
You will need a killer brand name.
And lastly,
A Killer Look.
Fiadh? Can I come in?
I have to go.
Listen Love, I'm sorry about your birthday.
Jesus Christ.
Fiadh!
What are you doing to your hair?
It's for my new job.
It's blue!
Jesus, you look like a vidjo character. What's yer one?
Sonia the feckin' hedgehog.
I need a distinctive look.
Well, you certainly have that, won't ya?
Mam, boundaries.
I told you I have to go.
And there's no other loo in the house.
What's the new venture anyway?
I'm a paranormal investigator
An abnormal adventur - A paranormal investigator.
You know, like investigating the paranormal goings on.
Like, what's going on in our house?
No, no way
Fiadh.
I have half the town thinking I'm crazy.
I don't need people on the Internet thinking the same thing.
You're not crazy, Mam. I've seen it myself.
We just need proof.
So then that people will know you're not crazy.
People are mean, cruel and nasty to the core.
I don't care what they think.
Fine.
Then I'll just do an investigation.
Oh, well, just do - you don't listen to me do you? You never do, and you never did.
You left the door open.
I like it like that.
No, the front door
I'm gonna check it out.
Oh jeepers, here close this one then.
Not anymore.
So as you can see, this
door opened by itself.
You'll probably think this is fake.
Who am I kidding?
Of course.
You will.
Oh come on, come on.
Record!
I need proof
need proof
Dad?
Fiadh!
Ah for fuck sake Fiadh!
That's been in the family for donkey's years.
Dad, that was Dad's voice came through.
It can't be.
How do you know?
Because he's dead.
Yeah, but, maybe he's trying to communicate with us, like through the knocking and.
And the radio.
And now the the the
Fiadh, I've supported you in everything that you've done.
No, you haven't.
You do the exact opposite.
But this paranormal investigation, whatever.
Is it that you don't believe in it or is it that you don't believe in me?
I do.
I do believe in you.
So do I.
Especially when you said this house was haunted.
Margaret.
Mags.
Mags, thank you for agreeing to our investigation.
Thank you, Mrs. Mags.
Okay, Blue, I need mics in every room.
I need a motion detector on the stairs.
I need a spirit box in the hallway, spirit finder in the bathroom.
We're going to use the kitchen as our streaming base.
And, Mags, what's your Wi Fi code?
Me what??
Johnny?
Yeah.
Yeah. You know what?
Come over
yeah, now!
No, I don't want any ecstacy.
Rolling
Tell us, Mags,
about the inexplicable things happening
in your house.
Well,
it's like the ghost does want a cup of tea, so
the tea bags do come flying out of the cupboards, and then he turns the kettle on,
and there's
no way this could be caused by faulty
electric wiring or anything like that.
Oh, no, this house has all the modren
mon cons, including electricity.
That's amazing.
What else happens?
The radio does play the music all by itself.
Even if it's not plugged in, or the batteries are taken out.
I would love to see that.
Radio. Where is it?
My daughter smashed it on the floor there just before
you came in, actually.
She's a bit mentally unstable since her father passed away.
You know,
not like you at all
you're a real go-getter.
So when do I get the other payment for this?
You know, when it goes out on the computers
In a couple weeks.
I can't believe you sometimes.
But they offered me money, Fiadh, and we need it.
If you need money so bad, sell the house.
This house has been in my family for generations.
I've nothing without it.
Why can't you see, I'm doing this for you?
What was that knocking?
Why don't you figure it out for yourself?
Mrs. Expert?
What are you up to?
Wouldn't you like to know?
By the way,
this is a line and if you cross this line
You cross a line.
I think we're done here.
Why don't you love me?
Fiadh?
Love me Fiadh.
LOVE ME FIADH!
Is that the doll talking or is it you?
You're the ventriloquist.
Here, you give it a go.
I can't do it anymore.
Well maybe it'll come back to you.
Just help me with this.
By listening?
How did you learn how to do all of this?
I've always been very resourceful,
since I was a kid,
Mam and dad were always...
It was better if I kept myself busy.
Sounds lonely.
It wasn't.
Do you remember much of your childhood?
Does anyone?
I don't, but
I definitely don't remember being lonely.
Okay.
These two together?
Yeah.
There.
You ok?
Mmmm mmm
Oh my God.
It worked.
Okay,
just.
Just follow my lead.
Okay.
Hi, everyone.
It's the Madame of the midnight hour,
and this is my assistant and Catholic expert on the occult, Father
John Redmond.
We're conducting an investigation
into the origins of my family house, and we've had so many strange
things happen, and we are just dying to show you.
Okay,
this is the radio
my dad made contact with me on.
Well, I dropped it when I heard his voice.
It scared me so much, but I have it working again.
Are you sure you heard those voices?
You sure it was him?
Don't tell me you don't believe me either.
Well,
it sounds a bit funny, like.
Do you not think?
Dad?
Dad, are you ok?
Anything?
Nothing.
Nothing at all. Not an EMF rating.
Not a spike, not a haunted sock.
Nothing
Great.
Well, we can't let this go to waste.
Commence Operation Tangle Twister.
I don't know, Cass, Okay?
I got a real creepy feel about this place.
Worse than I ever have.
Do it!
And soon.
I want to get out of here.
Okay, boss.
Come on, Hughie.
Come on. We can hear you. Come on.
Please dad!
I need you - Come on. Come on. Hughie!
Dad speak.
I need proof.
He was talking
to us right there
It's hopeless.
Shit.
Quick.
Fuckit
Dad?
I dont' think he wants to be recorded.
That was his favourite song.
Dad?
Can you talk to me, please?
It's Fiadh
Fiadh, your daughter!
I think he means.
What are you ear-wigging for?
Ear-wigging?
Mmm Hmm
Of course I forgive you, Dad.
What do I have to forgive you for?
It's okay.
That was him.
Your father?
Yeah.
Fiadh...
I think we got off on the wrong foot.
No shit.
May I?
When I was young,
younger,
my brother passed away in a car crash.
I couldn't accept that he was gone.
My parents told me it would take time
for them,
for me, for everyone
He loved Origami
It was weird, but
sometimes I would find pieces of Origami
in random places in my house.
I knew
it was his way of saying he was okay.
Stopped happening after a while
and I could never
prove it.
No one would believe me.
What I'm asking you
is to let me help you
so we can both prove there's an afterlife.
That's all I do this for.
All right.
Really?
Yeah.
Start fresh.
Well, not that fresh.
Now that we're on the same team,
there's something I have to tell you.
Okay,
This may come as a shock to you,
but the Afterlifers
have never actually got any footage
of a ghost.
Saps.
What?
Even while you're expensive equipment,
Like, doesn't the spirit finder 200 cost like ten grand to rent alone?
It's just for show.
It's all theatrics.
What does exist,
but that's really hard to capture is the energy.
Like the residue
of really traumatic emotions.
They're real.
It's probably just the fuse board.
Your equipment must've overloaded it.
Do you have any pets?
No
Something just pushed past my leg!
What?
I heard it, too!
Blue?
Are you okay?
Something touched my leg, boss.
Are you recording?
I was just about to.
Did you hear that?
Now who's boss?
It. It's. It's fake.
You're fake.
How could you do this?
You're damaging the integrity and reputation of every upstanding paranormal investigator out there.
Were these yo key-me-bob things important for your -
My equipment! It's broken!
I had to, it was overloading the lecky
Mam, these investigators are fake.
'Course they are, Girl.
Sure that's how they make their money. I wasn't born yesterday. You know?
Jesus
It's ok, little buddy
I'll get you fixed
They're dead, all dead.
Your house killed my babies.
We'll get them repaired
Are they all dead?
It's game over, man.
Game over.
Great.
So much for our proof.
Proof?
Is that what you were engineering?
You want to confess now, or will I make a video?
We didn't put the doll there.
Poppy?
Coffee? That's a great idea. Coffee? Coffee? Coffee?
No, no, she said, Poppy.
How do I know that name?
Don't touch.
Don't Get away.
Okay, look, I swear to God, it climbed up by itself or something.
Fuck off.
I'm not lying, man.
Ah Yeah, says the lad who
Who put up fishing wire around the house, pretending that there was a poltergeist.
You saw that there was no need to fake anything in this house.
And the radio?
Your father spoke to you through the radio.
So you know we're not bullshitting you.
He did?
Yeah man
fuckin' mad
Hughie?
Is that really you?
Can someone please record this?
He won't let you
He stops talking when you start recording.
Can't be him
What does that mean, Mam?
Doesn't mean anything
It means something You're going red as a beetroot.
Is it something private that only you and Dad would know?
Like Mammy and Daddy stuff?
Ah for Jaysus sake, Hughie!
Your first time was in a field?
His, actually
oh he knew damn well what he was doing
Walking me home, looking all smart in his
Doc Martens and his dungarees.
Get, get,
get out of the house?!
You get out of my house, Hughie!
Ha?
Even when you're dead
you can't leave me alone.
What bills do you pay in this house that gives you the right to go around slamming doors?
Fuck the widows pension.
Sure with you leaving the immersion on all the time the widows pension does be gone!
And so should you be!
Yes, Dad.
Move towards the light. In your book,
you talk about helping spirits move on and move towards the light.
Of course I forgive you, Dad,
What do you forgive him for?
Everything.
Oh, that's easy for you to say.
There's a lot about your father you don't know.
What? Like he gambled away the mortgage.
That's why you're still paying it
despite it being in the family for years?
You think just because you highered up
the radio and argued behind slammed door doors that
I didn't know?
Kids hear
and see and feel everything
Yes, Yes.
Dad! Move towards the light. It's okay.
Can you see it?
Well you better open your eyes and have a good look around you
because you can't stay here, boy!
Mam! You're not helping.
We have to.
We have to guide him along
'Course we do
Sure he could never find anything
Where's me glasses? Where'd you leave me hat?
Where's that fucking light so I can walk towards it?!
You have to forgive him so he can move on.
It's him who should be apologizing to me.
That's what he's doing, Mam.
Alright, this is crazy.
Who you telling?
Maybe you don't realize what's at stake here,
but if that's Hughie on the radio,
then that proves there's an afterlife.
That proves that there's a heaven and hell.
Which one do you's think you's will all be going to?
This is terrifying.
That's why we do this, Blue.
So people know their loved ones are still around.
Mam, why can't you find it somewhere at the bottom of your heart?
Scrape it.
If you have to.
Just forgive him.
I do forgive him.
I forgive him for everything.
Two knocks for “no”
It's going to keep coming back unless you admit it
I told you the truth.
I don't forgive him for leaving me!
I don't forgive him for that
Who gets dementia at 66?
Bang on the button?
I mean
we might have been in the shits for years
and we struggled to put meals on the table for you
and we battled our own demons
but we were in together.
We were never on our own
Mam,
the dementia wasn't his fault.
Why can't I forgive him?
'Cause if you do, you let him go.
I forgive you, Hughie.
For, for leaving me.
That's his way of saying “goodbye”.
Bye, Dad.
Bye, Hughie.
Bye.
You did it.
You moved him on.
No, she got us proof.
No one's going to believe us.
Don't be so sure.
I'll just fast forward this
Okay, ready? His voice
comes in, just here.
Now find me
Fiadh!
That's you,
It's your ventriloquism
What?
You are a ventriloquist?
And you call me a fake?
That thing is tap-dancing down the hallway?
Can a ventriloquist do that?
They can do that?
No!
There must be something in the house controlling it.
And what if there isn't?
Plastic!
If there's no one in the house controlling it, then...
then it's proof for everyone
Fiadh!
If this is you playing some elaborate prank on us, Fiadh.
I'm not the expert at faking.
Did you hear that?
Just the rain.
It's coming from my Mam's room.
No weapons at all.
It's a doll.
You're right, get a scissors
and cut the bitch up.
It's all plastic!
Where do you hide the steel, lady?
Work shed
Okay, come up.
Let's go.
Come back when you've found something.
Do you know why
your father quit the priesthood?
Because he was a drunk and a disgrace.
And do you know why?
Shut up!
Who said that?
Shut up!
So what?
This isn't real This is just my imagination.
It's just my imagination.
This is just my imagination.
I HATE THE CIRCUS!
Don't, don't open that.
Fiadh, don't -
it's okay. I know her.
Know who?
Cassie!
Fiadh, help!
Come on, Fiadh!
How come I know you?
Tied up in bed with a priest,
my mother would be so proud.
I'm really sorry.
It's not your fault,
I know.
Still, I'm really sorry
I told you.
It's not.
What's that smell?
I think I pissed meself
Poxy doll.
It's Fiadh.
It's not.
How do you know?
Family business.
My father, he.
He did something he shouldn't.
An exorcism
It went terribly wrong.
He quit because of the guilt.
Can you reach in my pocket?
No, no, not that one, the other one.
God!
Whiskey.
Oh, whiskey, yeah.
That'll solve all our problems.
This is not just ordinary whiskey.
This is holy whiskey, love
Fiadh, it's you
It's you making the doll speak
You're doing it
It's coming from you
your throat
She's trying to kill you.
It's working
Are you sure it's not just
piss?
No!
No
It's working.
Fiadh!
Why are you doing this?
It's locked.
Damnit
Knock it down.
Knock it down? You fucking knock it down.
That's Irish Oak there
nothing's knocking that down.
Well, we better think of something.
That's not too big of a drop is it?
Okay.
I did it!
Congratulations!
Why didn't you say you can make a rope?
It all happened so fast.
No, no, no.
No, leave it in.
Leave it in!?
Leave it in?
I'm not leaving this fucking thing in.
How do I look?
FIADH!
Fiadh
I did my best.
Everything I did, I did it for you.
It was for your own good.
Fiadh!
Fiadh?
You have to stop
Cathy!
Cassie.
Oh, whatever!
Just fucking help me!
Fiadh
Stop.
Mental Maggie!!
You fucking weirdo! Mental Maggie!
Mental Maggie Mental Maggie
Fiadh
I'm your friend.
Stop! Fiadh, please.
I forgive you for that.
I forgive you for that, too.
Please stop.
Please
stop hurting yourself, Girl.
We thought we were doing right by you.
We really believed it.
Okay?
We really believed it,
and we're sorry.
We're sorry.
I love you
even now.
I love you.
I love you, too.
Let me go...
I love you.
I love you, I love you so much.
I love you.
I love you so much.
I love you, too.
I've always loved you.
I leave the priesthood for you in a second.
Johnny!
Where's my Dad?
I was holding him.
You were?
You were.
I could feel that.
I could feel him speaking through me to you.
This is mad.
It's mad, isn't it?
Mam, I'm sorry.
I saw, Fiadh
I saw Hughie
in his Doc Martens
and dungarees.
I'm so sorry
It was me.
It was me all along.
It wasn't you.
It was.
Look what I've done.
There's something you need to know about that doll, Fiadh.
No, it was just me.
It's my voice.
Yeah, it's 5050.
And kicking.
My mouth feels weird.
Are my teeth ok?
Yeah.
No.
I'm not your puppet anymore.
I know you're full of rage.
You're full of anger.
You feel like you were abandoned.
I'm sorry for that.
I never forgot you.
You were my anger.
My anger that helped me get out of bed in the morning, sometimes...
My anger that kept me trying
to find my purpose in life.
You saved my life.
I'm so thankful for you.
But there's no need to be angry anymore.
You can rest now.
I love you.
Oh my God!
It worked.
It worked - Look!
Who knew words could cure so much?
It's just love, guys.
Love cures so much.
Are you recording this?
This is a really private moment.
She stops moving
when you record her, she can't let you get proof or she won't exist.
No proof?
I can't believe no one's tried that before.
What? Recording her?
No,
bootin' the little bitch in the face.
Everyone take out your phones.
I left mine inside
I don't have one.
What are you on?
13
That's great!
It's lucky for some!
Record her quick, and she'll freeze.
Why don't we just leg it out of here?
No,
she's done enough damage.
This ends now.
Yeah, because the doll knocked my tooth out.
I'm not letting that thing take over my house.
No way.
What the fuck am I doing with my life, like?
I'm throwing fucking dolls at a fucking house on a Saturday night
in my dad's car.
I don't even enjoy it.
Get a grip, Liam, boy.
Poppy?
Poppy? Where are you?
She's cut the cables!
Ah, she's got a scissors!
AHHHHHHHH!
Me eye, my hand!
What the fuck is next!?
Nice shot!
Record, record!
I'm only on one percent
I've lost her!
I'm just stopping by to apologize.
I'm so, so sorry.
I don't know what
kind of behavior it is
to just throw dolls out of a window at someone.
I think there's something psychologically wrong with me.
Is that yours?
I don't remember throwing this one.
No!!!
Don't touch her!
Give me your phone.
What?
Giver her the fuckin' phone!
He's on 90 % He's on 90%!
I've chargers in the car.
Yeah.
Thank you.
Nobody's ever cheered for me before.
Is this what forgiveness feels like, Father?
I should really go to the hospital with this.
Fiadh...
not funny.
I'm only joking, I'm joking.
Too soon.
Yeah.
Way too fecking soon!
At least I got my voice back.
Yeah, I'll drink to that.
I should really get this seen to.
I can't see anything out of my right eye.
Ah, feck it.
Sleep well, Poppy.
I'm Fiadh Morrissey! I'm Cassie Conway!
I'm working on my mental health.
And I'm a Catholic c@♪t
expert in the occult.
The occult.
And together, we are...
The Paranormal Poppies!
That was shit. That was shit. Can I go again?
Oh my God!
You guys...
There's a family being terrorized by a sheep
that's possessed by the spirit of their abusive grandfather!
Let's go!
COME ON!