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[upbeat music]
[suspenseful music]
- Edith: Roy, stop being so scared!
- Roy: I'm not scared!
- Come on, Roy! - Storm's coming...
- Race ya! - Race?
Race for what?
Let's go back up, come on... - Come on, Roy!
- Edith, where ya going? - Don't be so scared!
- Edith! - What?
Come on! - Sweetie...
[suspenseful music]
[Edith laughs]
[both laugh] - Come on, honey...
- Come on, Roy...
Roy...
Over there? - Yeah.
- Why?
[thunder rumbling]
It's beautiful.
[warbling sound]
[lightning crashes]
- Edith!
[Edith screams]
[slow-motion] Edith...
[lightning crashes]
Edith?
Edith!
[soft suspenseful music]
[grasshoppers chirping]
[geese honking]
[Lydia gasps]
[Ben laughs]
- Ben: Yes! [laughs]
- Oh my God, I love it. - Did we get it?
Did we get it?
Is it really great? - It's gonna be really good.
- You're very good.
You're very good. - You're gonna do great.
I love you so much. [mmm]
- Watch your head. [Lydia laughing]
[both singing]
- Come on...
[Lydia sighs]
[Ben sighs]
[camera clicks]
[camera continues clicking]
[peaceful piano music]
No cooking, Ben...
- No problem.
[peaceful piano music]
My barn!
Oh, wow!
- It's bigger than I thought. - Look at this.
Oh, this is amazing!
All right. - All right!
- We did it.
We did it.
This is us doing it. [camera clicking]
Ooh! - Ooh!
- Ohohoh! - Oh!
[laughs] - Hello...
[moaning sounds]
- I need to thank you for getting me
out of that kitchen.
Thank you so much.
This is what we needed.
This is just perfect.
- Mmm.
[quirky music]
- Found it in the loft.
Figured a little sandpaper, some varnish, and a little...
- No, you leave this guy alone.
He has so much more character like this.
- Him.
- Ah, I thought maybe he could live in here.
- [gasps] Wow.
Did we do the right thing?
- One more year in that restaurant
and we wouldn't even be together.
[Ben sighs]
[people murmuring]
[bell tinkles]
[Roy groans]
- Good morning, Roy.
- Oh, Kathy.
Hmm.
You know what, I kept thinking to myself,
the only thing that's gonna get me through this pisser of a day
is a big fat piece of your beautiful blueberry pie.
- Oh jeez, Roy, we are all out.
Can I get you a slice of cherry pie?
- No, just the milk.
- Sorry, Roy.
- Ben: All right, where?
- Lydia: A little... - Is it on this side?
Is it over here?
[Lydia laughs]
- Ben: Mornin'. - Lydia: Hello...
- You the folks who bought the Dondlinger farm?
- Yeah... - Mm-hmm.
- [laughs] Uh, we're still moving in.
Uh, did you know the people who lived there?
- I did.
Chicago chef.
Interior decorator.
[laughs] - Wha?
Wow.
- How did you know?
- It's my job to know.
[dramatic music]
[laughing softly]
- Oh, boy.
What the ####? [music intensifies]
What is this?
[dramatic music]
What the #### is that?
[chicken clucking]
[windmill chiming]
- Uh, me and my wife moved into the Dondlinger farm.
- 'Scuse me?
- The uh, Dondlinger farm.
It's down the roads a ways.
- Hey, um, this guy's been around the farm a little bit.
I dunno if you, uh, recognize him or anything.
Maybe you could help me out with that?
- I, just, it's a blur.
I mean, what you really need to do
is learn how to focus your life.
Think about where you're steppin'.
That's what you really need to focus on.
Let me ask you somethin'.
When you came into this town for the very first time,
what did you see?
- Um, nice quiet town, nice people...
- Okay.
Nice quiet town, nice quiet people.
That's right, and that's the way it's gonna stay.
And you are a stranger.
You ever hear that, it's a little sayin',
"You can run but you cannot hide?"
- Yeah...
- I'd keep it memorized.
[camera clicking]
- Holy ####!
Holy ####!
Oh! [laughs]
Oh, my God! [laughs]
Oh, I-- Oh, I'm sorry!
You-- you suprised me.
Hello.
- Edith: Pretty. - The-- Oh, very pretty.
This is beautiful.
- I-- I see the house, before I go.
- The house?
Hi, m-my name is Ben.
I moved-- I moved into the house, with my wife.
- My home.
My home.
- It's very nice.
It's very nice.
- Goodbye to you.
- Goodbye.
May I take your picture?
[camera clicking]
[triangle clanging]
[bed creaking] [Ben sighs]
- Mmm. [laughs] - Hey. [laughs]
[both laugh]
When do you think we're gonna move the crib?
- [laughs] Well, I think it's charming, honey.
- I think it's a little creepy.
- Mmm, no. - No?
- Hmm-mm. - Okay... [kiss]
[laughs] - Good night.
[gentle music box notes]
- Excuse me?
- George: Mm-hmm?
- Are you the owner?
- Well, I own the building.
- Hi, I'm Ben Holland.
- Mmm-kay.
- Uh, my background was cooking, but I have a real passion for,
uh, nature photography. - Uh-huh.
- Uh, moved out here,
and uh, gonna focus on my photography now.
- Hmm, good for you.
Where did you move from?
- Uh, Chicago.
I have some photos here.
I was hoping you would, uh, maybe consider one or two
for your gallery.
- Yeah, well, this isn't a gallery,
this is an artists' co-op.
You rent a stall, and you sell 'em yourself.
- Ah.
- Well, these are good.
Yeah.
I used to live in the city.
New York.
- Oh, what'd you do out there?
- Uh, advertising, photography.
Heh, 25 years.
Jerking off clients, selling them sports cars, foot creams,
and then viral marketing.
I got the hell out.
Came back home, teach a few classes.
It's really nice, peaceful.
- My wife and I just bought a farm.
Uh, it's beautiful out here.
- That's, that's Edith.
What the...
What the hell is this?
[dramatic music swells]
You enjoy taking advantage of people?
- Uh, well, no, uh, I guess she's part of the land.
- Shut up!
Do you think this is funny?
Look, take this, get out.
We're done here.
- Uh, excuse me-- - No, we're done here.
Do you want me to call Roy?
- Roy? - He's the sheriff.
The sheriff?
[soft dramatic music]
[footsteps]
[pages flipping]
[dramatic music]
[book shuts]
- Ben: May I ask you a question?
Do you know this guy?
- No.
Could be Uncle Larry. [laughs]
- I really like that picture.
- Why you takin' photos of Edith?
- Oh, I was just takin' pictures around the barn,
and she showed up.
- What barn?
- My wife and I bought the Dondlinger farm.
- Now, you listen to me.
You stay away from that poor woman.
Do you have any idea what she's been through?
Do you?
You don't even know.
You big city folk, you come in here and make trouble
and you don't care about people.
Well, we care about people in this town.
How dare you?
[Ben sighs]
- Ben: She vanished in a storm?
- Charlotte: Oh, yeah.
It was tragic.
The police, the state patrol, the whole town
showed up looking for her.
They searched for days and never found her.
And she was eventually pronounced dead.
Then, seven years later, they find her,
wandering down Main Street in the middle of the night,
stark naked, in a trance.
She can't speak.
This made the state papers.
They eventually had her committed to an asylum.
Rumors were, her parents or someone in town abducted her
and hid her away, doing God knows what to her
all those years.
Was a dark time back then, neighbors suspecting neighbors.
Whoever did this might still be livin' today, on your farm.
[chickens clucking]
[boxes clattering]
[dramatic music] - Oh, my gosh!
Oh, my gosh!
Oh, my gosh, oh, my gosh, oh, my gosh!
[dramatic music] Oh, my God.
[book shuts]
- Hey! - Hey!
- Hi. - Hi. [Ben laughs]
- Uh, how'd it go? - Wha, what?
- The gallery? - Oh.
Oh, yeah, uh, it went great.
Uh, owner said he was busy though,
so, might be a bit.
- Yeah, uh-huh.
- How're you? - Oh, I'm great!
Yeah... - Great.
All right uh, I'm gonna go out to manbarn.
- Enjoy! - Okay.
- Love you! - Bye, love you too!
- Bye!
[door shuts]
[eerie music]
[dramatic music swells]
[dramatic music softens]
[car honking]
[lawn mower shuts off]
- Kenny: Well, sweet piggy!
Look at you, Farmer Brown!
- Ben: What the hell are you doing out here,
you son of a bitch? [Kenny laughs]
- Get in the car.
- Man: But, I thought you wanted--
- Get in the car. - Nnn, uh...
- Kenny: Car!
Jeez. [Ben laughs]
Come here!
[laughs] What's up!
- Ah! - Hey, look at choo!
- No no no, look at you!
- Ah, well I do what I gotta do.
I came up to get a quick 18 with Carol from uh, Bon Appétit .
- You're golfing now?
- Hey listen, whatever it takes, you know?
Some of us have real business to tend to.
All the reservations are low.
People won't say it directly, but they miss you.
A-- and I'm trying to make ends meet right now and it's...
It's embarrasing.
It's not the same without you.
Hey, listen, you're a culinary genius.
Everybody knows it.
- Just couldn't get outta that kitchen, man.
It's like 90 hours?
That's crazy! - Man, but the kitchen,
that's where the magic was.
I mean, listen, I'm gonna do
whatever it takes to convince you
that's where you need to be.
Hey, Lydia!
Beautiful as ever!
- It was our decision, okay?
- So that's how it is?
- That's how it is, man.
Come on.
- I'll see you.
- Don't worry. [tearing paper]
You saved my life. [kiss]
[gentle music]
[camera clicking]
[dramatic music]
Hello?
[dramatic music]
[camera clicking]
Hey!
This isn't funny!
[dramatic music]
Hey!
Where are you?
Where are you, man?
Get out here!
I saw you!
This isn't funny!
[dramatic music]
Holy ####...
[heavy breathing]
What the #### is goin' on?
[junk clattering]
[board scraping]
[eerie music]
- I told you, I don't wanna see you here.
- I'm not here to cause any problems.
-No, I do not. - Hey, listen.
Listen to me! - I don't--
- I'm sor-- I am sorry if I offended you the other day,
but I have a photo question. - Right, well, hmm-mm.
Where did you take this?
- At the farm.
- Where, on the farm?
- In the field behind the house.
Now, I set the camera up at a thousandth.
- Uh, no, there's no way.
This image was not taken at a thousandth of a second.
- Why? - Because it's blurry.
It wouldn't be this blurry at that fast a shutter speed.
It would have to be-- - Well, how--
how would you explain this image
if the shutter speed was that fast?
- Well, he'd have to be going a hundred miles an hour, at least.
- So you're telling me this is impossible.
You're saying that this image is impossible at that speed.
- Yeah, yeah!
It's impossible, you made a mistake.
You made a mistake!
- Edith: [singing] Mmm me.
Oh, ma-dah.
[geese honking]
[Edith singing]
[eerie music]
??
[dramatic music]
[warped music]
[snoring]
- Uh, um.
- Ben, you promised.
- No, no, baby...
- You weren't in our bed last night.
- I was working-- huh, uh.
- You promised.
- Wh-- Lydia, wait.
Wait, I-- [sighs]
[birds chirping]
[metal clanging] [Ben grunting]
- Lydia: You okay?
- Ben: I'm just tired, all right?
- Yeah, I'm familiar with that line.
- W-- what's that supposed to mean?
- Nothing.
Just take it easy, chef.
- Hey!
I moved out here for you, didn't I?
What else do you want from me?
[birds chirping]
Hey.
I haven't been completely honest with you.
I need to show you something.
He's gone.
He's there.
He's gone.
- I-- I-- I have no idea what I'm looking at.
- Him.
Look.
He's not there, he's there, and then he's not.
I took those pictures a second apart, Lydia.
I can't explain it, I--
This is what kept me in the barn last night.
Lydia, I think it's, I think it's a ghost.
- Can we just be serious, honey?
- I'm-- I am serious.
I'll prove it to you.
Come on.
We're gonna go out in the field, I'm gonna show this to you.
[Lydia groans] Come on!
- It's not there, I-- ####!
[camera clicking]
I don't know why it's not working, but--
- Come on, Ben, it's getting cold.
- Just-- just wait, okay?
####!
I don't know why it's not working,
but there is something odd out there in that field.
[camera clicking]
- Ben.
Ben! - What?
- I haven't been entirely honest with you either.
[pages turning]
- That's the guy from the gallery.
- I hope we did the right thing.
- We'll be okay.
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music swells]
- Sheriff's here.
- What? [sighs]
- Lydia: What?
- Good morning. - Morning, sheriff.
- Ben, ma'am.
- How ya doin'?
- Folks have some real pretty dirt out here.
Thinkin' about doin' any farmin'?
- Doubt it.
- We just, uh, like the space.
It's, it's nice to be able to spread out.
- Ah, what made you consider Manitowoc County?
- We just found the town to be-- - Comfortable.
Um, can we do something for you, sheriff?
- Yeah, Ben, I gotta ask you a question.
What were you doin' with Edith Malard out there in that field
the other day?
- Uh, I was just out there taking some photos, and she--
- Yeah, George told me that.
Kathy said you came in and talked to her,
Charlotte Waite said you were in the library,
lookin' up all the old stories about her.
Now what's that all about?
- Well, I just heard things and I wanted to find out
what the big deal was.
- Yeah, well, the big deal is,
Edith Malard spent most of her adult life
in a sanitarium, all right, in Windy Ridge.
Now she lives peaceful, quiet, and safe in that little cottage
by the edge of your property back by the old field out there,
and that's the way we like it.
Everybody in town likes it that way,
and we want to keep it that way.
So don't come in here thinkin' you can publicize her story
just to make a quick buck, all right?
- Are you accusing me of something?
- Listen, people in this town went through hell
when that little girl disappeared.
Some of those folks are still here, and their kids,
and their grandkids.
You been warned, son.
No more of this Edith Malard nonsense.
Don't make me come back out here.
- I just took her picture.
I...
[car door shuts] [car engine starts]
[twangy, slow banjo music]
- Lydia: What are you doing?
[slow, twangy banjo music]
- Woman: What are your secrets for an apple pie?
Do you have any?
- Ben: God-- son of a bitch!
- You leave Edith alone.
- I haven't done anything to Edith.
[sighs]
[eerie music]
[distant chatting]
[eerie music]
[Edith coughing]
- Roy: I'll get you some cough drops.
For your cough.
They taste good, too.
Hold hands?
[camera clicking]
[mirror falls] [Lydia screams]
[mirror clatters]
[whispers] - Voice: Edith Malard...Shhh!
Woo! Shhh!
[whistle] Run, go, go!
[teenagers shouting] - Ben: Hey, hey!
- Cashier: Run fast, run hard, down the well with Edith Malard!
Run fast, run hard, down the well with Edith Malard!
- Teenagers: Down the well with Edith Malard!
[shouting] - Cashier: Edith!
- Down the well with Edith Malard!
[all shouting]
- Pretty sure you're breakin' the law.
- Lotta folks would love to know what you're doing out here.
- I would like to know what you're doing out here.
- How much do you know about this place?
- Not much.
More I found out about it, the weirder it gets though.
- Whaddya mean, weird?
- Well, I found out what happened to Edith.
And the sheriff.
And I'm taking pictures of people that aren't there.
- Whaddya mean?
Who's that, huh?
And who's that?
And that, and that?
- Well, one second, I'll take a picture with nothing,
the next picture I take, someone's there,
and then, the second after that, they're gone.
- Huh.
Don't mention this to Roy.
[sighs]
There's a lotta memories out here.
Some good ones, bad ones.
I made a few myself.
If I was you, I would stop it.
- I'm just taking pictures.
- I said if I were you, I'd stop it.
[soft piano music]
- [Kenny on phone]: Right here.
- Uh, I'm not calling about work, Kenny.
Um, I need you to be straight with me, man.
Are you, are you playing a joke on me?
Are you playing a practical joke on me, you know,
to get me back to Chicago?
Because I gotta tell ya, it's, it's not funny anymore, man.
- Kenny: [inaudible dialogue] What's goin' on?
- You're not messin' with my camera, you know,
puttin' images there that shouldn't be?
- Kenny: [inaudible dialogue]
I'm not playing any games with you.
- Let me just make this clear.
I am not coming back.
But if you are messing with me, man,
I'm taking the next ####ing train down there
and I'm gonna kick your ass.
- Kenny: [inaudible dialogue]
- That's not funny, man.
This ends now, got it?
- Charlotte: Well, the site of your farm
is where the original Fort Jackson stood.
It was built for the Blackhawk War in 1832.
But lots of strange things happened there.
- Like what?
- Well, here's my favorite story.
In your field, there was a deep, deep well.
And people fell down and never were found.
Actually, they thought Edith Malard fell down the well.
But get this,
Roy was the last person to see her before she disappeared,
and as a young officer, the first one to find her.
- Well, what a coincidence. - Yeah.
No, people do not like that guy.
[eerie music]
[box thumps]
- Oh, yeah.
- What's that?
- It's a high speed video camera
that can take over 1,000 frames per second.
- You paid how much?
- Oh, I can return this.
[birds chirping]
[eerie guitar music]
[metal clatters]
[Edith singing]
[dramatic music]
[car engine starts]
[chickens clucking]
- My name's Lydia.
- Yes.
- Thank you.
Um, Ben tells me you used to live in our house.
- I need to be near my home.
My family.
- We're not going to ask you to leave.
- My family waits for me.
Always waits for me.
- Where is your family?
- My home...
In the field.
My home.
My family waits.
For me.
- Um, Ben and I are hoping to start a family.
[Edith sighs]
- Goodbye to you.
- Oh, goodbye.
Um, I wonder if I could, um, heh,
I wonder if I could come back sometime?
- Yes, goodbye to you.
- Goodbye.
Thank you.
[door shuts]
What's going on?
- Where were you?
- I was just, I saw Edith.
I ran into Edith.
- I need you to come see this.
Come on! - Are you okay?
- Yeah! - Okay...
- So I took the camera and set it up
to take 1,000 frames a second, then I went through the frames
and took out each one with him in it,
and I set them up in a sequence.
Now watch.
[dramatic music]
Just look at that.
- Is this an animation?
- No, it's real.
[dramatic music]
[gasps]
[dramatic music]
- Scone.
- Mm-hmm.
I brought you something else, too.
It's from Ben.
That's you, Edith!
That's you.
- No Edith.
Junica.
Not from here.
- I'm sorry?
Wha-- what do you mean you're not from here?
[Edith sighs] - I go home.
[sighs] Family, waiting.
My family.
Junica.
- What's in the field?
[sighs] - Big storm.
Big storm, Junica, go home.
- Ben, we need to tell someone about this.
- Eh, I think we should get more footage.
[Lydia sighs] - More footage?
I mean, how much more footage could you possibly get?
- We don't know what this is.
- Well, maybe it's not for us to figure out.
I mean, maybe we should contact a scientist or something.
- Oh, look at this, it's even clearer than the others.
- Ben! - Lydia--
- This is overwhelming!
- We are on something big here.
This could be enormous for us, Lydia!
- A haunted farm?
- It's not haunted!
You're safe here!
[laughs] - Then why was the sheriff here?
- The sheriff's an #######! - Ben.
- Listen, we shouldn't go jumping to conclusions
until we know what we have here.
- You know, Ben, this is just like Chicago.
Long nights, late hours, we're not sleeping together...
[Ben laughs] - This is Chicago?
This right here is Chicago?
You're bein' ridiculous!
I can't even believe you right now!
[soft piano music]
??
[dramatic music]
[warped music]
- Ben!
Ben!
[eerie music]
- Lydia: Hello?
Children?
Where are you?
I can't see you, come here!
Hey!
[laughs] There you are!
[laughs]
[eerie music]
[wood thumps]
- Ben: So sorry about last night.
- Honey, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry we're stuck with this place.
It's my fault.
- No, it's, it's not your fault.
[sighs] We made a deal.
- I forced you.
- You didn't force me.
You saved me.
You're saving our marriage.
You gave up a career, too.
- Yeah. - I can't-- I can't lose you.
I won't ever let anything happen to you.
I promise.
- Me and the baby would never forgive you.
When we have a baby.
[Ben sighs and laughs]
Ben. - Hmm?
- What's this?
This isn't more cameras, is it?
- No, no, it's uh, some lights.
Some stands.
Well, it's stuff we need.
Stuff we need.
[bell ringing]
- Aren't you a little old to be hanging around with teenagers?
- Look, kids these days, especially in these times,
they need a role model.
I'll tell you something about the singular point of view
of the celestial sphere. - Oh, God...
- Yeah.
It's watchin' you, from above.
It sees you, and it sees what's inside a'you.
And you yourself have a sphere.
And it's full.
It's full, but you gotta let the air out.
Because love's got to come in.
That's somethin' you ain't got.
That's somethin' that you need.
And the celestial sphere will give that to you.
- Ben: Have a seat, my lady.
There you are.
Behold, my biggest fan.
All right.
What if I could tell you
I could freeze time, with this, and this alone?
Behold, the fan is spinning at a very fast speed,
and I will stop it.
Look at that.
At the right frequencies,
I can also set this to mimic a camera shutter speed
of 1/1000 of a second,
therefore being able to see things
that you would not normally see
with the naked eye.
No more dragging cameras out into the field,
never needing to sift through thousands of photos.
And just me, my naked eye, find whatever's out there.
Eh?
Ehhhh?
[dramatic music]
[strobe light clicking]
[dramatic music]
[Lydia gasps]
[dramatic music]
What?
What the hell?
[music intensifies] Holy ####!
[screams] - Ben!
Ben!
Ben, come inside, come inside right now!
Come inside with me right now. - Calm down.
- I saw them, I saw them. - What did you see?
Turn that off.
Get that out of my face. - What did you see?
[Lydia screaming] What is it?
- Lock the door. [pants]
- Please.
Lydia, Lydia. - I saw something.
Did you see it? - What did you see?
- Oh, I don't know.
I don't know. - It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay.
We're okay.
I'm right here.
Hey, look at me, look at me.
Come here.
[pants] - Ben, I'm so scared.
- Lydia.
- Honey... - It's okay.
- I can't have anything happen to you.
I love you so much.
- I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.
Come here, come here.
- Ben... [crying]
[eerie music]
- Ema noya do doth ta.
Ema noya do doth ta.
- Ben. - What?
- We should set up over there.
- Edith: Ema noya do doth ta.
Ema noya do doth ta.
Ema noya. [sighs]
[thunder rumbles]
- Junica?
Is this you as a girl?
- No.
No Junica.
- This isn't you as a baby?
- No.
[sighs]
You had family.
You had baby.
[lightning crashes]
It's coming.
- All right, Ben, come on. - Just one more minute.
- Come on, no, let's go inside.
- I'm almost set. - Ben, listen to me.
Look, it's gonna storm. - This is what we need.
- Come on, it's getting dangerous.
- Junica, come on, we're gonna go inside.
Junica, wait!
Junica!
[lightning crashes] - Ben: Hey!
[electricity zaps]
[Ben groans]
[electricity buzzing]
Lydia.
Lydia?
[lightning crashes]
Oh...
Lydia!
Where are you?
Lydia, answer me!
Lydia! [thunder crashes]
Lydia!
Lydia, answer me!
Lydia!
[windmill ticking]
[solemn music]
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Damn it!
[thunder rumbles]
[solemn music]
[cries]
- Lydia: Ben, Ben!
Ben, over here!
Ben, Ben!
Ben, I'm over here!
- Edith: It's beautiful.
[Lydia screaming]
Beautiful.
- Lydia: Come back to me!
Ben, Ben!
Save me, Ben!
Ben, Ben!
[screaming] Ben!
[Ben sighs]
- Whaddya want?
- Where is she?
- Who?
- We found Edith's coat in that field there.
Your generators and your cables and crap.
Now, what the hell did you do with her?
- [sighs] I didn't do anything.
- You know, you are one ###### liar, son.
You wanna try again?
- I don't know.
- What? - I don't know.
- What?! - I didn't do anything to her!
- Yeah, well, we'll just see about that.
[Ben sighs]
- Man: House is clean, Roy.
- Check the barn.
You mind telling me why the wife has been gone so long?
- She went to her parents' house.
We been having problems.
- If you're havin' problems, why'd you buy the farm?
- We thought it might fix things.
- Things don't fix things.
People fix things.
- Nothin'.
- I'm gonna tell you this just one time.
If anything happened to Edith, I will kill you.
And don't think I won't.
And don't think I can't.
I got a badge and I got a gun.
People hang themselves in jail cells all the time.
Get the #### off of my car.
Now!
[car engine starts]
[solemn music]
[dog barking]
[dramatic music]
[people talking]
[dogs barking]
- Okay, Friday, October 15th, 8:15 PM interview
with one Benjamin Holland
in regards to the disappearance of Edith Malard.
Comfortable, Mr. Holland,
you need anything, water, coffee?
- I'm fine. - Okay.
All right, um, Mr. Holland,
when was the last time you saw Edith Malard?
- Five days ago.
- Five days, that make it about October 10th?
- Yes. - And what time of day was that?
- It was in the afternoon, like 4, 5 o'clock--
- All right, so we're talking late afternoon, early evening.
- Yes.
- Uh, we found a article of clothing of hers
out in your field, a jacket.
Was she wearing that jacket at the time you saw her
October 10th?
- I don't recall, she visits us a lot.
- And does she wear the jacket when she visits you?
You don't know? - Yes and no.
- But you didn't see it at the time?
- I don't recall.
- Uh, people have been saying
they've been seeing some strange lights,
flashing things out in your field
last couple of nights.
Could you explain that?
[sighs] - Been taking specialized night photography.
I didn't realize it was illegal.
- Eh, not yet.
Where's your wife?
- She went to her folks' house.
- Where would that be?
- Chicago.
- Expect her back?
- I hope so.
- Okay, let's back it up here.
The last time you saw Edith Malard
was roughly October 10th between 4 and 5 p.m. in the afternoon?
- Yes. - You don't recall
whether she was wearing a jacket that we found in the field.
- I don't. - Or whether she was carrying it
when you saw her? - I don't.
I don't know if she was wearing it or carrying it.
I don't know.
How many times do I need to tell you?
- All right.
I think we've heard enough.
I'm gonna advise you not to leave town.
[car engine running]
[grasshoppers chirping]
- Lydia?
I'm so sorry.
[cries] I-- I know nothing...
I'm-- oh, Lydia.
Please, just come back. [cries]
[solemn music]
[metal clanking]
[Ben grunting]
- Roy: Ben Holland, you are under arrest
in connection with the disappearance of Edith Malard.
And Lydia Holland, here, cuff 'im.
- Wait, wait, I can explain--
- You have the right to remain silent.
- Roy, I can tell you what happened
that night that Edith disappeared.
- You have-- - I know there was a storm.
There was a storm the night she disappeared.
- Yeah. - I know!
I know you're not responsible!
- If you do not-- - I have proof!
I can show you.
In the barn, I-- I can show you right now!
I can show you that I know what happened.
- All right. - Damn it, let go.
- What is it you think you can show me?
- The more and more I worked on it,
finally I figured out
that not all the frames show what's happened.
You can't just watch the whole picture.
It moves too fast.
But if you go frame-to-frame,
that you can't look at everything.
And that's what it is,
because it's just impossible to see it.
But then the lightning strikes,
and it knocked out all the power.
- What is it you're showing me? - I'm showing you,
this is the footage that was left on the camera
before the lightning strikes. - Ben.
What is it you're showing me? - But, I took, I took--
[dramatic music]
- Hey, Ben, what is this?
What am I supposed to be watchin' here Ben, huh?
The #### is he doin'?
- Lieutenant: He's ####in' nuts is what it is.
Just take him in now.
[generator roars]
- Huh, all right.
Oh, just work.
Yeah.
- That's enough, take him.
- Come, Mr. Holland.
Mr. Holland, that's enough.
No, get over here. - Now just stay back.
Do not, no, get outta here!
- Hey, hey! - Ow!
Don't you-- what are you doing?
Get offa me, ow!
- All right, I got 'im, I got 'im.
- Get offa me! - Turn that thing off.
I can't see anything. - Ow!
What are you doing?
- What're ya gonna-- Will you turn that mother--
[electricity crashes]
[sizzling]
[thunder crashes]
- Lydia!
Lydia! [kisses]
It's you, it's you! - Yes, it's me.
[laughs] - Oh, thank God.
I thought I lost you. [laughs]
- Hello, Roy.
- Oh, my God. - How are you, Roy?
- Wh-- wh-- - It's me, Roy.
- Wh-- whoa.
Edith?
Is it really you?
- Yes. [kiss]
[both laugh]
- Is it real?
- Is it-- - Oh, my god.
Oh, you're so beautiful. [kiss]
I don't wanna let you go.
I don't wanna let--
[kiss] Oh, let's go home.
Can we go home? - Yeah.
- Yeah, let's go.
- Oh, oh. [kiss]
[both laugh]
- And look at you!
You're a sheriff now.
- Yeah, yeah, oh, oh, there is so much.
- It's so good to see you.
- We should sell this farm, get away from the field,
and just start over. - No.
This is the right place, Ben.
- Are you sure?
- I'm pregnant.
- Really?
For real?
- I saw our daughter.
[soft music]
[inaudible dialogue]
- Ben: Picture time!
Who wants a snack?
Do you want a snack?
There ya go!
We're gonna get a picture!
Oh, my goodness!
Yup, make sure you got that food in your mouth, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Ready?
Who's ready?
Take a picture?
All right, come on.
- This is gonna be great.
[baby laughing]
[inaudible dialogue]
[camera shutter clicking]
[dramatic music]
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- Pete Schwaba: The Field is available for streaming
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