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[Insects, birds chirping]
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[Bird caws]
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[Bird caws]
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[Leaves rustling]
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[Wind blowing, insects chirping]
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[Dog bangs, wind gusting]
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[Insects chirping]
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[Bird chirping]
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-Somebody want to tell me why we're going to see a scarecrow?
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[Insects buzzing]
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[Horses whinny]
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-Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want.
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-How makes a scarecrow like that?
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-Effective, wouldn't you say?
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-What are you doing, Poe?
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-Maybe it was natives.
-There aren't any natives here anymore.
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[Insects buzzing]
-[Gasps weakly]
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-Sir, can you hear me?
Who did this to you?
-Raven.
[Sighs]
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-Well, what did he say?
Edgar?
-He said raven.
Raven? What does it mean?
-Let's just bury him and be on our way.
-No.
I don't think so.
-Suits me fine. Let's go.
-We shouldn't leave him like this.
-We're not leaving him.
We're taking him home.
-What are you talking about?
-Surely someone's missing him.
-We don't even know where he's from.
-How far could it be? Really?
-It's none of our business.
-We're honor bound.
-[Scoffs] -Honor, is it?
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[Gate bangs, creaks]
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[Bell tolling]
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[Bird cawing]
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-What is this?
-I beg your pardon?
Which one of you is the reverend?
-You'll find no reverend here.
-I see.
-Your soldiers. -Cadets, ma'am.
U.S. Military Academy.
We've been field training.
-What's your business here?
-This poor soul you can see.
We found him a few miles from here.
We have reason to believe this is his home.
-Why do you believe he belongs here?
-Well, the name of your town.
He spoke the word raven before he died.
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-Go on then.
-Must warn you, Miss.
He was the victim of a gruesome murder.
-I'm not afraid.
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-Do you know him?
-No.
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-What my mother means is he was a stranger passing through.
-Then you did see him.
Does anyone know this man?
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-Young man, we can't help you.
-Unless you need a hot meal and a room.
We keep the boarding house in town.
-Good day to you all.
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-You believe them?
-Not at all.
-Now what?
-Anyone here argue the warm bed for the night?
-[Sighs]
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[Door opens]
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[Door closes]
[Footsteps]
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[Door opens]
-If only for sake of prudence.
-Have I not made myself clear? Anyway, I don't --
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-We've decided to stay.
[Door closes]
Is there a stable for our horses?
-Usher will see to your horses.
-And...
[Items clatters]
...the corpse?
-Put it in the ice house.
-Thank you.
-If I may, I'm Dr. Garrett.
As you are staying, it might be useful for me
to tender my professional opinion on the deceased.
-If you wish.
-You certainly are the most dashing guess
we've had here in a long time.
Names.
-Edgar Poe.
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Lawrence Bishop.
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Will Taylor.
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Thomas Cricke.
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-Lutz Becker. Looking forward to that hot meal, ma'am.
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-We haven't heard your name, Miss.
-Charlotte Ingram.
My mother, Elizabet.
-Tell me, Ms. Ingram, is there a town constable?
-There's not much of a town anymore. Mr. Poe.
-Why do you want to know?
-A man has been murdered.
-Not here.
-But possibly by someone from here.
You said he passed through.
Did he take a room?
-He stopped for a meal. That's all.
-Pity.
If he had stayed, you'd have his name in your book.
We may never know who he was.
-See to the cooking.
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[Sighs]
We could probably use this.
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[Door opens]
-[Humming]
[Humming continues]
-You having fun, Doc.
-Do you want something, Daniel?
You know what I want?
-As you can see, it's not a convenient time.
-I'm here now.
-It'll have to wait.
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-Now, I don't like your tone.
Things are different now.
Different.
-[Chuckles]
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So they are, Daniel.
So they are.
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[Humming]
[Flesh tearing]
-Thank you.
-Where is it exactly?
-Farnsworth, Boston.
[Indistinct conversations]
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-Prints sent me over, the horse feed.
-Man, you need to relax.
[Indistinct conversations]
You say this stranger was tortured?
[Clock ticking]
What else would you call it?
Tied to a rack and...
sliced opened from stem to stern.
-It looked like a bird about to fly.
The rack did.
-And he was alive when you find out?
-Barely.
-How long do you suppose a man could...
-Survive like that?
We can only hope not for a long.
-Seemed to me it just happened, the blood being so bright.
-He said he spoke.
-Just the one word.
-Well, we can't know all that goes on out there.
His fate was between him and his God.
-And someone with a knife.
-What of the other death? The funeral?
-Very keen.
-A girl. She died in a home.
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-I suppose one unexplained murder is more than enough.
[Playing guitar]
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-[Laughs]
[Indistinct conversation]
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-♪ Why does thou sit upon on my grave ♪
♪ And will dead lips to speak? ♪
♪ Why does thou weep upon on my grave ♪
♪ And will not let me sleep? ♪
♪ My breast it is as cold as clay ♪
♪ My breath is earthly strong ♪
♪ And if you kiss my cold clay lips ♪
♪ Your days they won't be long ♪
[Dog barking in distance]
-[Sighs]
[Footsteps approaching]
-You there.
They're dry, and I brushed them all down.
There's hay and oats in the stalls.
-Thank you.
Something you want to say?
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-You must go, young soldiers.
Ride out tonight.
Don't wait for the morning.
Or you might not make it.
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It doesn't take to strangers.
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-What is it?
It's the torture rack you spoke of, isn't it?
I am not delicate, Mr. Poe.
In fact, I should be happy to discuss murder, if you wish.
-You're teasing me.
-It is very strange, though, isn't it?
What do you suppose happened to him?
-Well, I...
don't know.
-It's alright. You can tell me.
-I'm sure your mother would not approve of the subject.
-I can handle my mother.
-What exactly are you telling us?
-Ain't no man responsible for what's in that icehouse.
-What is?
-The Raven.
-[Laughs]
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Did this bird take him to death?
-Ain't no bird.
I couldn't say what it is.
Spirit.
Devil.
Indians call it bad medicine.
It's been here since before their time.
-Have you seen it?
-Might have.
-Either you have or you haven't.
-You don't always know.
-Well, in that case, we'll go right in and tell the others.
[Laughs]
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-Don't stay too long.
It'll come.
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It always does.
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[Horses whinnying]
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[Horse blows]
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-Hello, my friend.
I have something for you.
[Horse blows]
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Shh. Don't tell the others.
[Horses whinnying]
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-Edgar, what are we doing here?
-A man has been tied to a rack, fashioned to resemble a bird.
-Yes. -With his dying breath,
he utters the word raven,
for which the nearest town is named.
-Yes. -The residents are secretive
and brooding.
-They are.
-That isn't intriguing enough for you?
-Just remember, we're expected back for classes.
-We'll be there.
-Well, there is one thing you forgot.
She's beguiling, isn't she?
Just an observation.
Night, Edgar.
-Good night.
[Door closes]
[Fire crackling]
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[Blows]
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[Wind gusting]
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[Tapping]
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[Tapping continues]
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[Door creaks]
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[Tapping continues]
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-[Gasping]
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Ah.
[Grunts]
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[Whimpering]
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[Panting]
[Screaming]
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[Razor clinks]
[Knock on door, door opens]
-Thomas is gone.
-Will?
-There's no one here.
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-He was awfully spooked.
-By what? -The old stablehand.
He said a spirit, devil is coming for us.
-[Scoffs] -Called it the Raven.
-Spooked enough to run without his coat?
-Hosanna.
-Of course. -I'll go. Keep looking around.
Someone check the stable just in case.
-Yeah.
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[Horse whinnies]
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[Indistinct conversations]
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-Cadet, are you alright?
-One of my men is missing.
Have you seen him?
-No, we haven't.
-Well, perhaps he went for a walk.
-What about wolves?
-[Chuckles]
-There's easier pickings for a wolf.
-I got some good news, though.
We have agreed that since there seems no known
home for your stranger, we shall bury him in our graveyard.
-Fine.
-Yeah.
Now you don't need to worry about it.
-Apart from the matter of who killed him.
-Yeah, of course there is that.
-And my missing man.
-[Chuckles] Yeah.
Whatever we can do to help.
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[Wind gusting]
-Mr. Poe.
Good morning. -Morning.
-Aren't you cold?
-Now that you mention it.
-Shall we return for your coat?
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You must have been in a hurry.
-Well, yes.
One of my men, Thomas, is missing.
You haven't seen him, have you?
-The shy one? -That's him.
-Not since last night.
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-You, um, keep unusual hours, Ms. Ingram.
-I was collecting eggs for your breakfast.
-Actually, I meant last night.
I happened to peer out the window
and I saw you walking.
-At night?
Can't imagine that.
A dream, perhaps.
-Thank you for your company, Miss...
-Charlotte.
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-He's not in a church. Any luck here?
-Could be. He didn't ride off.
His horse is in the stable.
-Town fathers can't wait to be rid of us.
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Where is Thomas?
-I told them I don't know.
-Yet last night you warned us away.
Today our man is missing.
Coincidence?
-No, sir.
-Ah, yeah?
Explain this.
-That's blood.
-I must have scraped myself.
-And I'll do more than that.
What you do to Thomas? Huh?
-I warned you what would happen, and it did.
It took him.
-The devil?
-The Raven.
I'm sorry, but I can't help you.
So you best get on with whatever you feel you got to do,
or let me get on with my work.
-Are you trying to scare us away, Usher.
-No, sir.
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I think you'll never get away.
-We should go for help.
-That will read well in our field report.
Lost a man, went for help.
Ever been to a court martial, cadet?
-I meant one of us.
We lost a man, Edgar, another one is dead
We don't know where to begin an investigation like this.
-We have already begun.
Thomas left of his own accord, or he was attacked.
-He went outside first?
-Yes, drawn perhaps by a sight or sound.
-And then what?
Was he murdered on the spot or taken somewhere else?
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Thank God for that.
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-Fresh droplets. Someone was just here.
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-There.
[Horse whinnies]
-After them.
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[Horse whinnies]
[Banging on door]
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-I can feel their eyes.
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-Look.
[Birds cawing]
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-Hey!
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-You're far from home, gravedigger.
-Where I go is my business.
-Why'd you flee from us?
-I don't know you.
-Poe, Taylor.
-Clay.
You dig graves, Mr. Clay.
Do you build things as well?
-I didn't build that evil device,
and I don't have to answer to you.
-One of my men is missing, and circumstance
is currently against you.
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So I'm afraid you do.
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[Dog growling]
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-Give it to me.
Good poochie, poochie.
Come on.
[Dog growling]
-My Christ.
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[Pigs squealing]
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[Door opens]
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-So, you lost a man, huh?
-He's missing.
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-He's dead.
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-How do you know?
-Ever seen the devil's claws?
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Papa.
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-My God.
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-Sir.
How did this happen?
Your scars, what made them?
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-The Raven.
-What is the Raven?
-It's not a bird.
I've seen these are the things.
It would have me!
[Cup thudding]
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Papa.
It's alright.
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Happened when I was a child.
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-Scars could be from a bear or a wildcat.
-And it doesn't explain why you were in the field.
-I wanted to see it.
I wanted to see that thing that took my father
and left that in his place.
The thing that took her.
-Her?
-Someone else.
Someone I...
-Loved.
-But why go to the field?
-Your dead man, someone put him there.
For it to find.
[Pigs squealing]
-One more thing, Mr. Clay.
How does a gravedigger afford opium?
-Garrett. -The doctor.
-He supplies me. I supply him.
Bodies.
I dig them up, he calls it research.
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-Your father's pain must be unbearable.
-It's not for the pain.
It's the fear.
He's waiting for it to come back.
To finish him off.
Try not to ride out in the open.
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[Door closes]
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-The hand?
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-It ate it.
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-He was dragged away.
You see the marks?
Someone tried to cover it up.
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-Blood.
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[Floor creaking]
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[Boards clattering]
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-You did this.
When we saw that unholy rack, we should have kept riding.
-If we had turned our backs on him,
I promise you'd have to seen his face every day
for the rest of your life.
-I can think of what else he knows any better.
-I say we go. -No.
-You're not in command here.
-I'm the only one qualified to command.
-You're not in the army, Poe.
You're a cadet, same as us.
-Don't you see? This is your field training now.
What you do here decides the kind of soldier you will be.
-Thomas is dead. What does that say about you?
-Oh, I see.
Cowardice rules the day.
-Hey!
Get off him! Get back!
-Come on!
[Panting]
-All action, no brains.
If you'd pause to consider, you'd see we have the answer.
-What answer?
We can be certain our killer was a man.
What kind of devil hides a body under the floor?
And he did chop him up.
-The axe.
[Door opens]
[Bird cawing]
-What the hell are you doing?
-This man is under arrest.
He is the killer.
Here is your Raven.
-You foolish men.
[Scoffs]
[Door opens]
Usher is no murderer.
-Your loyalty to him is commendable,
but we found him with blood on his clothes, carrying an ax.
-For chopping wood, which I asked them to do.
-Just hours before discovering
the mutilated body of our comrade.
-Mutilated?
-Hacked into pieces, like you might do with an ax,
and hidden under the floor of a cabin.
Two murders in short order, both violent and gruesome.
How can they not be related?
Furthermore, just yesterday, your man threatened our lives.
-He wouldn't.
Not Usher.
-He suggested we would be killed by a Raven.
-It's a legend. We all know it.
-Which does not explain away the murders.
The man obviously has a disorder of the mind.
-Let me see the body.
If it was an axe that did the job,
there might be indications.
-Please.
You're wrong about Usher.
-I'm sorry.
We're taking with us tomorrow.
Please do not try to interfere.
I am sorry.
[Clock ticking]
[Insects buzzing]
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[Door opens, closes]
-Hmm.
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I'm so glad you're here.
-You've examined the remains?
-Indeed.
-I imagine you've concluded
an ax did not do this.
-How did you know?
-What does this to a man, Doctor?
-Will you tell us it's a monster?
-I couldn't say.
-What reason could you possibly have
for protecting such a diabolical murderer?
-I'm not.
Here, have a look.
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The bones, you see.
No scratches, no fragments,
no crushing anywhere.
Even the sharpest blade couldn't do that.
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-What could?
[Door opens]
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-Surely you don't believe him?
-Bones tell their own tale.
-Edgar, you said it yourself.
The people of this hollow have been lying since we arrived.
We have the man.
-If you don't mind, Will, I'll walk alone for a while.
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[Banging, horses whinnying]
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Ms. Ingram.
Good evening.
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-The legend of the Raven.
It has been told longer than anyone here can remember.
It is confirmed in the markings of the land.
A tree split by the Raven, stones scratched by its claws.
-Such stories are best told to children.
-Yes.
Don't run off or the Raven will get you.
I have heard it often.
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Only sometimes, Mr. Poe,
it does get you.
Because it is real.
I've seen it.
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That year we had an Indian summer.
It was so nice out, my parents decided to picnic.
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It came from the sky.
We thought it was a bird.
But it wasn't.
By the heavens, it was no bird.
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It took my sister, Lenore,
and we never saw her again.
My father died of...
sorrow.
My mother cannot bear to remember,
so she has made it not real,
as if I lost Lenore had never existed.
This is the secret that is never spoken in our home.
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-I'm sorry for you.
It is an incredible story.
-Usher cared for me when my parents could not.
In many ways,
he became a father to me.
He could not have murdered those men any more than I could have.
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Please.
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Please don't take him away from me.
I beg you to reconsider.
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-You've lost your damn mind.
-One more day, that's all.
-But why, Edgar?
-I believe there's more to these murders.
-We have Thomas killer there. Him!
-Let us be absolutely certain before we condemn a man.
-It was him!
-You was certain enough yesterday.
-If by tomorrow we've uncovered nothing new,
we'll go.
-Do what you want.
We're leaving today with the prisoner.
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-Go if you must, but not with him.
-You can't stop us.
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-Nevertheless, I believe I shall try.
They're gonna hang you, Poe.
And by Christ, I'm going to watch.
[Horse whinnies]
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-Will?
-Mr. Poe.
It's restless.
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[Screeches]
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[Horse whinnies]
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[Heart beats]
-[Screams]
[Heart beating]
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-Poe?
-Where's Taylor?
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[Groans]
-My God.
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-Come on, help me.
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-There we are.
Welcome back.
You've had a shock to your nerves.
This'll help.
[Clock ticking]
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-What happened?
-The legend is true.
It was the Raven.
-Let's go.
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-So, you saw it?
-I did.
-What is it?
-A creature, if you will.
Black and winged in form,
but in its essence...
-Evil.
-Just so.
-Why didn't it kill you?
-I don't know. It had every opportunity.
-And this heart...
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-What say you, Doctor?
-What? What would --
-It is your hobby, isn't it?
Picking over its leavings?
You must have learned something about it.
-Well, I suppose.
-Go on.
-If I was to have a guess,
I'd say he's playing with you.
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[Heart beating]
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-Is there anything I can say?
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-Come with us.
-I can't.
-You'd have to be mad to stay.
-Madness is increasingly relative.
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Need I remind you?
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Will ran.
-But at least it's a chance.
[Horse blows]
-Ride smart,
stay under cover, maybe it won't to see you.
-We'll get back with help.
Let's go. -Hyah!
-Let's go, come on.
[Horse whinnies]
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[Gun cocks]
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[Gunshot]
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[Footsteps approaching]
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-And what is he up to?
-He's got his little box.
-Hmm.
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-Brave.
Brave man.
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Leave it.
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-Poe!
Poe!
-Clay.
[Door opens]
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[Echoing] Poe?
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Poe?
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Poe?
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-I saw Bishop ride away not -- not one hour ago.
Help me, Clay.
Help me kill it.
-You don't kill it.
You escape it.
If you're lucky.
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[Horses whinnying]
-Whoa, whoa.
What's gotten into these two?
-Couldn't wait to get away, could you, girl?
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Don't know about you, but I feel better already.
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-I feel better.
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-I think we're going to make it.
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-We're going to make it.
-What's with you?
-Stop it.
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Want me to knock that smile off your face?
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[Horse whinnies, screeching]
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[Whispering] Jesus Christ.
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[Clock ticking]
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[Gun cocks]
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-Did you find what you were looking for?
-Easy now. Was merely --
-Poking your noise where it doesn't belong.
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No one asked you to come here or to stay.
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-Don't sound much like an innkeeper.
Is this how you treat all strangers?
-I've had enough of you.
-And again they're strangers
and strangers you know.
Who was he? -Get out.
-Not until I have answers.
-You will die in this spot on these boards.
-You knew him, all of you.
It's why you're burying him in your cemetery.
What was his name?
Will you have the decency to put it on the stone?
-I dare you.
-Mother.
-Go away.
-Mother, no.
-Charlotte. -Who put him on that rack?
-I don't know. -What is this?
-What does it have to do with the Raven?
-What Raven? -Elizabet!
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-You pretend it's not up there.
How do you live with what you know?
-Stop it. -It took your own daughter!
-Don't you say that.
-Your flesh and blood!
Stop lying!
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Stop pretending.
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-I'm here.
I'm with you.
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-[Sobbing]
-Get out of here.
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Get out! -Charlotte.
-My child. Charlotte!
-You are a cruel man.
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-Take your mother to bed now.
-[Sobbing]
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-You don't know which are playing at.
-I only want the truth.
-Well, almost got it straight
from the Almighty himself, didn't you?
-I should doubt it.
I've been in your church.
There is no God here.
-That's right, so go.
During the funeral is the last chance you'll get.
-No need to say it.
The writing's on the wall.
[Clock ticking]
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The wall.
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-Very keen.
-A girl, she died in her home.
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[Door closes]
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[Evil laughter]
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-Lutz?
My God, your alive.
What happened?
Are you hurt?
♪♪
-Poe.
-I...didn't see your horse.
-Let's talk.
-Talk?
-Don't you want to talk?
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Love.
-Love. What of it?
-Do you love?
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-I loved my mother and father.
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-You're afraid.
Aren't we friends?
-No.
-Why?
I don't believe you're Lutz.
-Lutz.
-Is he dead?
-Yes.
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-What are you?
-Lutz.
-What do you want?
-Why are you different?
-Different?
-Come. -I don't understand.
-[Screeching] Why?!
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[Horse whinnies]
[Pigs squealing]
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-[Screams]
[Grunting]
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-Damn you, butcher! You built the rock.
-No! -I'll send you to hell!
-They're eating him!
My father!
[Pigs squealing]
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[Hatchet thuds]
-Finish it.
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[Door opens, closes]
[Thudding, pigs squealing]
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[Thudding, squealing stops]
-It finally came for him.
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-The creature followed me to a house,
the Reverend and Mary Keene.
She was his wife?
-Sister.
-The Reverend was young, new,
said it was a demon and we had to get rid of it.
That we were conspiring with the devil.
He left the Hollow for a few weeks,
and when he came back,
he had new prayers, rituals
he said, we send it away.
All it did was make it angry, and it took his sister.
-Took?
But the grave.
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-Town fathers were afraid the same thing
would happen to them.
She convinced them to do the one thing the legend said
would protect them.
-A sacrifice.
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-I wanted no part of their unholy pact.
-Why would the Raven attack my men and not them?
-Why not you?
[Bell tolling]
♪♪
The funeral.
-This is our chance, Clay.
-For what? -To kill it.
They'll all be there.
-I told you it can't be killed.
-A beast that leaves scars like I saw on your father
surely is made of flesh and bone.
-Even if I believed you, why would I try?
-What makes you think it's finished with you?
♪♪
-How?
-You have weapons?
-I believe this Raven has the ability to appear
as anyone it wishes by bewildering the mind.
-Poe, even if it is there...
-Not to worry, I'll see it.
-You're saying this thing can look like us?
The opium.
Perhaps something that powerful on the mind
can eradicate the confusion.
♪♪
[Tolling continues]
♪♪
[Tolling stops]
♪♪
-I know you fancy her -- Charlotte.
I saw the way you looked at it when you rode in.
I used to look at her like that.
-She looked at me.
♪♪
-She does not fancy me.
-She changed.
-After her unfortunate sister.
-Charlotte doesn't have a sister.
-Yes, she told me.
The Raven took her.
-Sister? -Her twin, Lenore.
-She doesn't have a sister, twin or otherwise.
The Raven took Charlotte.
-Took Charlotte?
Like Mary Queen?
♪♪
And sister.
♪♪
-You see, Elizabet saw the whole thing.
♪♪
My heart was broken.
All our hearts were.
And then a few months later, she came back.
♪♪
Different.
-Different?
♪♪
-Changed.
She didn't say where she'd been or how she got back.
After a while, folks quit asking.
♪♪
You alright?
-Did anyone else ever come back?
-No.
-Neither did Charlotte. Don't you see?
It's her. She's the Raven.
-Charlotte? -It has to be. Come on.
♪♪
We most hurry, Clay.
-I don't know if I can shoot Charlotte.
-It's not Charlotte.
-You better be sure.
♪♪
[Skull snarling]
♪♪
[Horse snorts, blows]
♪♪
Poe?
-Present.
I'm fine.
[Wind gusting]
[Horse whinnies]
♪♪
-Hold yourself together.
-Just be ready.
♪♪
I was wrong.
Or perhaps the mixture doesn't work as I thought.
-We are done here, Poe.
-[Clears throat] Well then.
♪♪
-What?
-Her.
♪♪
It's her.
-Elizabet?
♪♪
-Don't you see?
Profit still, if bird or devil.
♪♪
-I don't see anything.
-Oh, I do.
I see.
Far as the night's Plutonian shore,
Oh, ghastly grim, ancient, Raven.
♪♪
-Charlotte.
♪♪
Charlotte.
-He was a strange.
♪♪
He suffered.
♪♪
Now he's in this hole.
♪♪
Nevermore.
-Amen.
♪♪
-Come with me, please.
-Let go of me.
-Everyone stand back!
-What are you doing?
♪♪
[Gunshot]
No!
-[Panting]
[Gunshot]
-[Screeches]
[Wings flapping]
♪♪
[Screeching]
♪♪
[Gunshot]
[Screeches]
-[Groans]
♪♪
-Clay. -[Gurgles]
C-Charlotte.
♪♪
[Horse snorts, wheel clacking]
-Usher?
What is this?
Usher!
-I'm sorry, Mr. Poe.
I truly am.
-Usher, please talk to me.
Why are you doing this?
-I gave you every chance. I did everything I could.
-What of Thomas?
You put him under the planks, didn't you?
-I knew if you found him you'd stay.
Figured it was better if you thought he run off
and maybe you go and look after him.
But you all were moving too quick for me.
[Horses whinnying]
[Door opens]
Whoa.
She was fond of you, Mr. Poe.
That's how you were able to stay alive for so long.
-Charlotte?
-No.
She loves it, you see?
And maybe it loves her.
-The Raven?
How could she love it?
-I'd say it has a hold on her,
but that's not entirely the truth.
'Cause she has a hold on it, too.
When I saw how it was...
Well, I did the best I could to raise some values in her,
and that's all I could do.
♪♪
-The beast killed with her consent.
-How could I stop it?
♪♪
Do not judge me, Mr. Poe.
The way I see it, when she came back,
less folks went missing.
♪♪
Till that young Reverend Keene came with his ideas.
♪♪
-Please, Usher.
Not this, I beg you.
Please, Usher. I beg you.
Don't do this. Don't do this.
-All I can do for now.
-Don't.
♪♪
[Coughs]
[Spits]
No.
No!
♪♪
Usher!
Please don't leave me!
♪♪
[Thunder rumbling]
♪♪
-[Screeches]
No!
♪♪
And the breath of God is still.
♪♪
That a boy.
Get the apple.
If you can.
Get the apple.
[Horse snorting]
♪♪
Yeah.
[Horse blows]
♪♪
-[Grunting]
♪♪
You can't get me.
[Grunting]
♪♪
[Grunting continues]
♪♪
Don't even try.
♪♪
[Coughs]
♪♪
Huh?
-Usher!
Not you, too.
♪♪
Begone, ghost. I refuse you.
-I am no ghost.
-[Laughs]
♪♪
You are a ghost. -No.
♪♪
All of you all have been tricking me-e-e.
[Laughs]
-What of her?
-Them old bones?
-Charlotte.
♪♪
Usher.
♪♪
-[Grunting]
♪♪
-Go on, finish it.
I have faith the spirits of the dead will never leave me.
♪♪
-Mr. Poe.
♪♪
Forgive me for what I've done.
Forgive the girl.
She was just a child.
[Clock ticking]
♪♪
Elizabet.
[Sobbing] Ms. Elizabet.
Ms. Elizabet.
♪♪
[Flesh tearing]
♪♪
-Usher, he's insane.
He killed my mother.
You wanted to kill you, too.
♪♪
-Come.
♪♪
Let's ride in the twilight.
♪♪
-Are you mad?
♪♪
-If I am, we are meant for each other.
-What do you know about love?
♪♪
You can't have me.
♪♪
[Horse whinnies]
♪♪
You can't run.
♪♪
Do you know what love is, Poe?
Love that reaches beyond life and death?
Love that is more than love?
♪♪
It's still there.
You can't see it, but it's there.
It will do anything for me.
Follow me anywhere.
Follow you.
If you harm me, it will kill you.
If you stop, it will kill you.
If you escape, someday, somewhere.
♪♪
You will never know what true love is.
-It can't love.
-You're wrong.
♪♪
I don't want to die.
♪♪
-I could not kill you.
♪♪
I know what love is.
Beauty, exquisite in all proportion.
Less bright are the stars of night than your radiant eyes.
♪♪
When I saw you first,
I thought I should not breathe again.
My heart would stop for fear you belong to another.
It's you who does not understand.
Tenderness between a woman and a man.
Delicate caress, shutter of ecstasy.
♪♪
If only you knew.
♪♪
I would love you.
♪♪
If it loves, it will not suffer with sharing,
risk losing that love to any man...
ever again.
♪♪
-No.
No! [Raven screeches]
♪♪
[Screeches]
♪♪
[Screeches]
♪♪
-In the case of Cadet Edgar Allan Poe,
this court concludes the charges
to be true and sentences Cadet Poe
to immediate discharge from the military academy.
Due to the horrific circumstances of the matter,
it is so ordered that the case shall be sealed
and all records kept from the public evermore.
♪♪
-It will kill you, someday, somewhere.
♪♪
[Wind gusting]
[Bell tolling, trees rustling]
[Tolling continues]
♪♪
[Tolling stops]
♪♪