The Beyond (E tu vivrai nel terrore - L'aldilà)

"In this book, I collected all the prophecies of Eibon,

"handed down over more than 4,000 years."

You ungodly warlock!

Because of you, this hotel and this town will be cursed forever.

"The seven dreaded gateways are concealed in seven cursed places.

"Woe be unto him who ventures near without knowledge."

Be careful what you do,

because this hotel was built over one of the seven doors of evil,

and only I can save you.

"Woe be unto him who opens one of the seven gateways to Hell,

"because through that gateway evil will invade the world."

THE BEYOND

I told you, Martin. We can't. All I inherited was the hotel.

It would be a pity not to. Let me finish the plans.

- No! Forget it! - I won't even charge you for it.

Look really, it's not the case.

I just want to clean up the outside walls a bit, and maybe inside.

Then, if business starts booming, we'll see.

Better now, because wait four or six months,

and believe me, you are going to lay out.

You can't imagine the effect that double digit inflation is having.

Hi, Larry! How's it going?

We'll have this whole wall finished by tonight!

- Great! - Bye!

The outside is OK. Good old 1800s Louisiana.

But the interior, hotels just aren't...

The eyes!

The eyes! Her eyes!

Arthur! Where's that doctor?

He's on his way.

This man needs to get to a hospital! Have you got any water?

I'm sorry, but till the plumber comes I can't get you any.

Then we'd better move him right now. Give me a hand, take the legs. Gently!

- OK, up. - Thank you, doctor.

How can I check up on him?

Ask for me at the hospital. John McCabe.

We're off to a great start.

Let's just hope there isn't any lasting damage.

I sure would like to know how a man can fall off a scaffolding six feet wide.

Liza! Hey! Look at this picture!

Weird!

I wasn't aware that you'd already scored a client.

Client? There isn't a soul here.

- I guess it must have been Arthur. - Yeah.

- Hey! ls anybody home? - Just a minute, coming!

Good morning! Are you the plumber?

- Joe, right? - Yes, ma'am.

- What's the trouble? - I'm afraid I can't tell you.

Nothing comes out of the faucets, yet the basement is flooded.

The whole basement?

- Let's take a look! - OK, follow me.

I hope it isn't too serious.

Watch out! The stairs are real slippery.

Well, here it is. How long do you think it'll take?

It'll take as long as it takes.

Martha!

I made this little pathway to the far end, just for Joe.

Thank you, Martha.

Well, I'll take a look.

- Where's Arthur? - He's upstairs, tidying up the rooms.

We're doing our best to help, Miss Meryl.

I know. Thank you.

Listen, I'll be going to town later.

Would you make me a list of all the things we need?

Don't worry.

Arthur! What are you doing in my room?

I was looking for keys.

Which key?

I told Ma I was going to clean up the rooms

but some of them are locked.

Well, I'll just have to find those keys, Arthur, won't I?

Or else we'll simply call in the locksmith.

In the meantime, could you go up on the roof and check the chimney?

I think it's clogged.

I heard a car drive up before. Was it Joe?

Yeah. Why?

You are Liza, aren't you?

Yes.

My name is Emily. I've been looking for you.

Joe?

Arthur?

I don't understand, Emily. How do you know the way?

I know the way by heart. And there's always Dicky here.

Come, Liza. I'll show you the way.

Joe!

Emily, why did you say I must give up the hotel?

I can't explain it to you. Just take my word for it.

Go back to where you came from.

Leave this place!

- What's the matter? - I don't know.

He's in amazingly good shape for a corpse

that's supposed to have been dead six years.

Open him up and see what he had for breakfast.

How about we give it a try with...?

You want to wire this old guy into your brainwave machine?

- Why not? - OK.

But you're on your own with this one.

I warn you though, when I get back I'm going to give him an autopsy.

- Harris here. - Miller wants you up in 24.

I'm on my way, honey.

Wait here for me, Jill. I won't be long.

Mummy!

Mummy!

So, what did you do in the Big Apple?

Just about everything a girl could do without losing her reputation.

Modelling, dancing, secretary.

I almost become an unsuccessful fashion designer

when this letter arrived announcing the inheritance.

Big surprise, huh?

More or less.

I knew I had a rich uncle who was a bachelor, with a lot of real estate.

But I never imagined from one day to the next that I'd be... running a hotel.

Tell me, with all those accidents, you know, Joe the plumber...

Do you think you'll give it up now?

I couldn't do that if I wanted to. This is my last chance.

Either I run this hotel or I go on relief.

I tell you what, when you get the hotel fixed up,

I'll come and stay there. So you can book me a room now.

Sure, you got it. The best in the house.

Of course. How long do you think it'll be before it's ready?

I don't know, it's dragging on so much.

Arthur and Martha are more of a hindrance.

They just can't seem to get it together.

Well, if you hired them, you can fire them.

But I can't fire them. They came with the hotel.

Strange, I've never heard of them.

Dr McCabe!

Dr McCabe, you're wanted on the phone. It's the hospital.

Thank you. Excuse me.

Yes?

Harris, hi!

What?

Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those who trespass against us,

and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil...

As we commit the souls of Joe and Mary-Ann

to our Father in Heaven, we pray together.

Oh Merciful Lord, watch over Jill, their daughter.

Joe and Mary-Ann's untimely departure

has left alone in this world a helpless child.

Comfort her and guide her and give her strength.

We ask this, oh Lord, in the name of the Father,

the Son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.

Liza!

Emily?

Why didn't you listen to me, Liza?

We blind see things more clearly.

I wanted to spare you, but I'll have to tell you everything.

60 years ago, everybody in this hotel disappeared.

A painter called Spike who lived here,

closeted in his room, found the key.

What key?

The seven gateways to Hell.

This house was constructed on one of the...

- Who else is here? - There's nobody here.

I can feel the presence, somebody else is in here.

- No, Emily. Nobody's here. - Yes.