Warlock III The End Of Innocence - Horror 1993 English
We'll rest a moment, love.
Sweetheart?
Where are you?
Come to mommy.
Kris!
Kris?
Where are you?
From the way he looks at you.
He'll call.
Are you sure you won't come out tonight?
Yeah. I want to.
I just have drawings for Monday.
Why couldn't I be an art major?
I'd be doodling all this weekend
instead of memorising the lives of Russian tsars.
I'll see you later.
OK.
And, uh, remember,
colour inside the lines.
Aah!
You are such a child.
You got to be more careful.
I could've been anybody.
I wish you were anybody.
Nobody would scare me like that.
I hate it when you do that, Michael.
Hey, hey, hey. Nothing beats a little scare now and then.
Gets the endorphins flowing,
you feel alive,
primal.
He!
A little out of control.
What is this about, Marquis?
Just a little power exchange,
a little role-playing.
Works for Scott and Lisa.
Oh, yeah. They're the example to follow.
You can spank me later.
No, thanks.
I have other plans for you.
Michael.
Yeah.
Wait a second.
Honey, it's for you.
Hello.
Yes. Yes, it is.
You're kidding.
A house?
Um, y-yes,
I suppose so.
Um...
Uh, yeah, I, um,
I-I've never, um...
No. No, no, I'll...
OK.
I will.
Thank you.
What was that all about?
That was a guy
from the historical society up in Thatcher.
Only you would get a call at 7:30 in the morning
from a historian.
We...
they... have a house.
I didn't even know about it.
A house has been in my family for hundreds of years.
Somehow this guy tracked me down.
The town wants to tear down the house,
and they said I can go through and take out family things if I want.
What?
You're not actually going there, are you?
Why don't you come with me?
It'll be an adventure.
So it's like what, totally empty?
And we do what there?
You keep me company.
You know, support a friend?
Oh, right.
I'll go.
I mean, it could...
We could have fun, guys.
We could hang out.
You got finals, Jer.
We all do.
Yeah, and, no offence, hon,
but you can study anywhere.
You know, have sketch pad, will travel,
and all that,
but we need the comforts of home, you know?
I mean, books, laptops,
takeout pizza...
Drugs.
Why do this, Kris?
A couple of years ago, when my mom died,
I found out I was adopted.
They never told her.
The problem was that no one from my biological family was left.
There was like no one
to ask the questions you need answered,
like, why they gave you up.
Little things like that.
So if this means that I'm gonna find out something,
then I'm gonna go,
even if it means spending the night in some empty old house.
Yeah, well, just remember Dr. Zaius, baby.
Who is that?
Planet of the apes.
Charlton Heston rides off into the sunset
with the chick in the fur bikini.
Right before he finds the statue of Liberty,
the head ape says...
"You may not like what you find."
Yeah. Hold on.
I'm out by the old Miller house.
Complaints again.
Yeah, it's banging this time.
Half a mind to think it's the frozen pipes.
About 50 years the place has been empty.
Anyway,
the town wants me to check it out.
I shouldn't be long.
Aah!
Whew.
I can't believe you won't come with me.
Look, we talked about this.
This is an important semester for me.
You know that, of all people.
I gotta score.
I need this weekend with the books.
Sweetheart, I'm doing it for us.
Oh, come on, Michael.
Hey, I got a great idea.
Why don't you go with Jerry?
We know he'd love to take you. Hell, he'd drop out at the chance.
Yeah, like I might want to be alone with Jerry.
Well, it's just a suggestion.
No, you know what I mean.
I love Jerry,
but not for a dark night in a lonely house.
I mean, is Jerry gonna protect me?
I don't think so.
You could.
Protect you from what, hon?
Michael, this is really scary for me.
I mean, what if what Scott said is right?
Who knows what I'm gonna find there.
Tell you what,
we leave on Monday after exams,
all right? We drive up together.
Michael, they're pulling stuff out starting Monday.
I want to get there now.
See ya.
Aah!
Oh, god.
I am so sorry.
Are you OK?
Why are you here?
What do you want?
I'm looking for Thatcher.
The Miller house.
You've come back.
Yes.
What?
Go home.
There's nothing for you here.
No. I... i know that.
I'm looking for the Miller house.
Believe me,
you don't want to go to that house.
Right.
- OK. - Death's in that house.
It's all by design.
I'll find it myself. Thanks.
Where are you?
Come to mommy.
Kris?
You won't get this child, warlock.
I swear it.
She's mine.
She's been given to me.
Mommy! Mommy!
Oh.
Hello?
Oh!
Whoa.
Uh,
OK, I'll come back tomorrow.
Oh!
So much for you.
Please help me.
Help me, Kris.
Please, please?
Help me.
Please, please.
Aah!
Help, Kris. Help, Kris.
Help down here.
I'm afraid. He's coming.
Kris.
Hey!
Whoo!
Man, we were like banging for like an hour.
Where were you?
Shit, you did it again.
Did what?
The banging and the voices.
I don't like it when you scare me, Michael.
Oh, right.
We're gonna get a lot of work done here.
Maybe we should've slept on the lawn so we didn't disturb you.
Lisa ...Just stick a flashlight in my mouth...
I was just so fucking scared, Michael.
Kris, hey, we got food.
We got, uh, vegetarian
for you and Robin.
We got meat for the men,
small child for Lisa.
And the wind was blowing the windows open and closed...
whoa, wait. What about the voice?
Plenty of toys. Oh, check it out,
Kris, we swiped the glasses from the lounge.
Hey, can I get a word in here?
Hon, it's a typhoon out there.
We almost got blown off the road.
I mean, you're alone in an old house.
The wind and rain and...
do all kinds of crazy things.
Honey,
we didn't try to scare you.
Yeah, he's telling the truth.
I mean, I was hearing some crazy stuff out there, too.
All right, Michael.
What the hell are you guys doing here anyway?
- Your boyfriend made us... - hey.
Asked us to come up.
Something about supporting you in this difficult time.
And we figured we could study here.
In fact, it might be easier.
You know, no distractions.
Right.
Who was doing that little girl voice?
What little girl voice?
Woah.
Guys, I've got your problem here.
Frozen...
Frozen pipe situation.
Guys.
Oh...
Whoa.
This is some good shit. Mmm.
Hey, guitar boy, no time for napping.
Everybody's got a job to do.
I was, uh, trying to fix the pipe or something.
There was banging.
Nice going, genius.
Way to break the floor.
Glad you guys brought sleeping bags,
'cause the accommodations aren't much.
I don't like this place, Michael.
And there's nothing here that's gonna tell me
anything about my family.
I want to leave first thing in the morning.
Look, baby.
You gave yourself a good scare,
but now you got your crew with you.
You got nothing to worry about.
You'll see.
Tomorrow's going to be different.
I'll make a big breakfast.
We'll have a blast.
We'll search around.
I bet we find something.
OK.
Everything above here is sacred.
Everything below here is sacred.
Everything east of here is sacred.
Everything west of here is sacred.
Morning, kids.
Morning, dad. Mmm. Pancakes?
That's right. I got a batch for you with soy milk right here.
Oh, my hero.
And hero to cows everywhere.
You would know.
Coffee.
Looks good, man.
Damn good.
Hey, you're in my no-fly zone.
I don't know, it's kind of a dump,
but this place kind of rocks, don't you think?
I don't know.
Hey, is it me, Jer, or is this thing getting bigger?
Well, look who's up.
Hi.
They want me to go through family stuff,
and so far I haven't been able to find any stuff.
It's like the house has been turned upside down.
I mean, not even a book.
So great, that means we can go back to civilisation?
Come on.
I'm Mr. Butterfield.
We spoke on the phone.
Oh, right. The historian.
Um, come in.
Thank you.
Can I... can I take your wet coat?
Do you want some breakfast?
Uh, no, no, no, thanks.
I... i can't stay.
I, um,
just came to bring you some papers to sign.
Um, permission to, um, take some things off the premises,
that kind of thing.
Who is it, Kris?
It's... It's the historian.
The phone call.
Can you tell me about my family?
Do you want some pancakes?
How you doing?
I need to spend some time with Mr. Butterfield,
so I'll be with you in a minute.
Sure. No problem.
Um, I need to...
what can you tell me about the house?
Ah. The house, the house.
Well, the, uh...
the house was once owned by a man named Covington.
A horrible man, evidently.
He wasn't...
- Your relative? - No, no, no.
Why was he so horrible?
Well, there was, uh,
there was a lot of talk about disappearing children,
ritual sacrifice, that kind of thing.
Of course, uh,
all this was in the 1600s.
Uh, people did say those kind of things those days.
Still, uh,
the evidence is rather compelling.
What happened to him?
How did we get the house?
Oh, uh, he, uh, he disappeared,
uh, quite suddenly, mysteriously.
No one was very surprised,
or too upset, for that matter,
and then your ancestor
Katherine Miller, she bought the house.
Oh, uh, her daughter
was one of those who disappeared.
Are you all right, miss?
Uh, yeah, yeah. I...
this is just the first time I'm hearing any of this.
Ah.
Well, what I came to tell you was that I... i do have some letters...
well, one long letter, actually,
written by your great-grandmother in 1674.
I can't quite make it out.
The funny thing is,
it was written to a woman named Kris.
Maybe you were named after her.
Wow.
I have brought her to you, my prince.
Your sacrifice as it was written.
A child of the caul
born on the blue moon,
and she has the blood.
This is my gift...
To your glory.
Yeah, man, but school is not the real world, OK?
It's all crap.
It's not going to be anything like it, not in a million years.
I'll get it.
You are a dreamer, man. Big dreamer.
Yeah?
Hello, my name is Phillip Covington.
Kris, this is Phillip.
He says he needs to talk to you. He's an...
architect with a particular interest
in old houses.
I've admired the house for some time,
and I couldn't believe my good fortune
that the Miller house was finally open
and the owner home no less.
I'm just learning about the house myself
from Mr. Butterfield.
This house is actually quite famous.
It's been painted countless times.
It was even an artist's home in years past.
I could show you some drawings.
You do realise the house could be worth a fortune,
very powerful energy in this place.
They say the wood was brought over from Spain
from... from an old church.
Can almost feel it.
Excuse me.
I've been town historian here for 37 years,
and I've never seen any paintings.
And as an expert on the genealogy
of the Miller family, I can assure you
no artist ever lived here.
I'm afraid you're wrong.
There's one here right now.
Would you mind if I look around?
No, uh, be my guest.
I didn't catch your name, sir.
Wonder if you could tell me your business here.
I'll need those letters.
For her eyes only, I'm afraid.
Wait a moment.
How did you know about those letters?
Give them to me.
I believe I'll have a conversation with young Kris.
That won't be possible.
L... Can't... Breathe.
Then let me give you some air.
Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it.
Where's Mr. Butterfield?
Oh, he couldn't stay.
He said he needed some air.
Oh, I didn't see him leave.
The storm is terrible.
I forgot to ask him about the letters.
Oh, yes. He mentioned them.
I'm sure he'll return.
What did he say about them?
Well, the contents were rather vague.
Something about, "we need a new mule,
the butter churn is broken."
The sort of thing those poor folks worried about.
But enough of ancient history,
I really should be going.
No. Um, the storm.
Maybe you could stay just for lunch or until the storm lets up.
Yes, I... I suppose it would give me more time
to see the house, and to get to know you.
You could probably tell me so much about this place.
Kris, you didn't have anything for breakfast.
You want me to maybe make you something?
No, I'll take care of it. Thanks.
Um, you'll stay?
OK. We're just gonna be hanging out.
I hope it's not boring.
Oh, I'm sure it will be anything but boring.
Quite a girl, isn't she?
You love her, don't you?
No.
Oh...
You can't hide it.
It oozes from you, lad,
nor should it be hid.
A man is never more a man
than when he truly loves a woman.
L...
Could help you
win her.
Uh...
We went to high school together, and we are really close friends, but...
She has a boyfriend already.
She has Michael.
He's not her true love.
Anyone can see that.
She's a sensitive girl,
an artist.
He doesn't understand her.
Artists don't know what they think
or what they want.
They only know how they feel.
Do you ever talk to her about feelings?
About how she feels?
No.
So, I guess after lunch you'll be, uh, what, going?
Well, actually,
I thought I'd ride the storm out here.
Your car doesn't work in the rain?
No, it's not the rain.
Come on, guys. Don't give him a hard time.
You're an architect, huh?
So, you what, design houses?
No, Lise, boats.
So what can you tell us about this house?
Please.
Certainly. Um...
Few people know this,
but there's a series of catacombs
designed underneath the house,
an entire network of tunnels
built as an escape route during colonial times.
Cool. Can we see them?
I'm afraid they've been sealed for hundreds of years.
So, um, why'd you become an architect?
It's my calling... like Ms. Kris' art,
like Jerry's music.
Like my golden touch.
You sell-out.
Like hell I am.
A few years of sucking at the tit of the wall street money machine,
I can do my own thing.
Yeah, if you even know what your own thing is by that time.
I just want to do my own work.
Even if it means waiting tables, I don't care.
I don't want to be a player in somebody else's dream.
Because, I mean, you gotta be free.
Did you guys ever feel like you had to do this thing
and doing anything else is, you know,
it's like digging a ditch,
like a prison sentence?
Exactly.
Free to be a waitress.
That sounds like bullshit to me.
She won't be a waitress.
I mean, she'll be an artist,
an artist with ketchup stains, that's all.
Thanks. That was nice.
Interesting amulet.
Oh, thanks.
It's kind of like my protector.
Yes. The, uh... Diana stone, isn't it?
The huntress.
No demon can harm you as long as you wear it.
Yeah. That's right.
So, uh, is she a close friend?
She's my best friend. Why?
Nothing.
She's surrounded by her closest friends.
That's good.
The future captain of industry.
Hey, whatever it takes.
To?
To live the good life, to not have to struggle,
to make it.
You've known bad times?
My old man a dreamer like her,
but you can't feed your family on dreams, right?
Your father disappointed you?
That's the fucking understatement of the year.
And you're afraid you'll be just like him?
Hell, no. I'm nothing like him.
I imagine not.
You're a different person.
You have a different heart.
You may be better served trying to be more like Michael
than trying to be less like your father.
It's all a matter of emphasis.
(He)!' You guys...
That man, the architect,
has he been talking with you?
Yeah, Phillip, he's cool, don't you think?
Hm. Did he ask you about Kris?
Yeah. So?
I don't like this.
What?
You don't like what?
His snooping around,
the questions.
Have you ever noticed the way he watches us?
Oh, Jesus, Robin.
Chill. He's an architect, right?
He wants to learn about the house.
So, of course, he's interested in Kris.
That's why he's here.
He's gonna ask questions.
Did you give him anything?
Did he take anything from you?
No. Why?
Nothing.
Don't trip out, he's cool.
What is it, sweetie?
Michael!
Michael. Michael.
Mi...
Kris, Kris, wake up.
You were having a nightmare.
Oh, god.
It was so real.
Well, it's a good thing I came in when I did.
You're thrashing around like a mental patient.
Thanks for the image.
Look, Kris, that guy Phillip,
do you know where he is?
He was in my dream.
No. I figure he is checking out the house. Why?
I get a bad vibe.
You get a bad vibe watching cartoons.
Yeah, that's right, like those old bugs bunny's,
the ones that are about death and hunting...
Robin...
What's this about?
Look, just do me a favour.
Don't give him anything.
Huh?
I think he's bad, Kris.
The way he watches, what he asks about,
about you, about how close we are to you,
the things he knows.
I threw the tarot about him.
The news wasn't good.
Meaning?
Meaning, he's not what he seems.
I think he's a witch, Kris.
A warlock.
OK, I thought that you said that you were a witch.
I am, but it's different.
True followers of the craft
practise their powers for the good, for the earth,
for the occasional love potion, of course,
but anyone can learn to use those powers.
OK, so what do we do?
OK, listen.
"Witches, warlocks, and other demons
"that commune with the devil work their spells
"with the aid of a personal item from their victim.
"If the item is given willingly,
the spell has that much more power."
So I won't give him anything?
That's right. Just as a precaution.
OK. He's different, I'll give you that,
but he's a demon,
and he's going to cast spells on us, and... why?
I don't know, but I'm gonna find out.
In the meantime,
promise me you won't give him anything.
OK.
His plans...
He!
I just want to thank you so much for the advice
that, you know, you gave me.
I've never seen her react like that before.
You're welcome, lad.
Uh, this...
Remember, I told you I'd let you see
some of my music? Check this out.
This one's about Kris.
They all are.
Don't tell her that.
His song is his soul,
his soul is he,
and as it burns he'll belong to me.
Now, Jerry, I need you to do something for me.
You two, man...
But that's, like, the whole point of natural selection.
Every few years, there's, like, this thinning of the herd, you know?
That's why we've got wars and famine, plagues.
Check it out. We've got chicken flu,
mad cow, Ebola, aids. I mean,
I'd say we got two years Max.
So, have fun while you can.
Amen, baby, amen.
Looks like I'm getting a lot of work done down here.
Look, I'm going back upstairs.
Call me when it's time to make dinner...
that is if the world is still standing.
I know who you are.
What do you want?
What do you want from us?
The Miller girl.
You're going to give her to me.
No way. Never.
Then die.
It's that simple.
Are you... looking for this?
Oh, yes, it's yours.
Ahh. Azarak, Zmerak, aroma.
Wow, this stuff really works.
Yes. Yes, it does.
But in naive hands it's merely a parlour trick.
Azarak, Zmerak, aroma.
Azarak, Zimerak, Arodia!
For each of your spells, I have 20 against them.
Be still, young witch.
Where's Robin?
She was gonna make sauce.
I don't know. I haven't seen her for a while.
Have any of you guys talked to her about Phillip?
She thinks he's bad news.
I agree.
I don't trust the guy.
Lisa likes him though.
Look,
I don't like him, OK.
Jeez, you get one incredibly handsome guy around them,
and they get all jealous.
What do you think, Jerry?
What? You talking to me?
Phillip. What do you think about him?
He's a good guy. He's smart.
How would you know he's smart?
Leave me alone, man.
You know, I'm gonna forget that, bitch,
but you better watch your manners next time.
- Scott. - What?
I was just fucking around.
It's almost time.
Oh, you scared me.
Time for what? Oh, time for dinner.
Except if we didn't bring the spaghetti strainer,
it's gonna be a long night.
Your timepiece...
It's quite old.
Huh?
Oh, the watch.
That's funny.
Funny?
It was my father's.
Pretty much the only thing he ever gave me
that was worth anything.
I should sell it.
I could get it appraised for you so you're not taken advantage of.
Right on.
Rob...
Robin...
Oh, god.
The father's son will end this day
just like this fruit, in death's decay.
I'm really worried about Robin.
I mean, how do you get lost in a house?
Are you kidding?
She's probably meditating in a closet somewhere.
You know how she is
if the vibes aren't right or something.
Yeah. I mean, don't you remember last year at the lake?
She hid in the closet for what, four hours,
because she wanted to get into her own head?
They found her playing a sitar,
jacked up on millet cookies and wheat grass.
Yeah, but if I remember correctly, she did achieve head space liftoff,
and weren't we jealous.
You know, you guys can all make jokes, but I don't know anybody
more perceptive or sensitive than Robin.
And she's a really good person.
She would never make fun of you behind your back.
She's a freak.
- Fuck you. - OK.
What, Kris? I'm just saying.
I know what you're just saying.
Hey!
Could everybody just chill?
Huh?
Hey, man, you OK?
You don't look so good.
You're all yellow.
I'll be fine. It's probably just indigestion or something.
Sweetheart, are you all right?
What?
You're OK, aren't you, Jerry?
I have a headache.
Jeez, this is one sickly bunch.
Well, you make sure you stay healthy, OK?
This is ridiculous. I'm gonna find Robin
if I have to turn the house upside down.
I'd appreciate some help.
I'll see if I can place her.
Great.
Take care of yourself.
Hey. Look what Phillip gave me.
Supposedly, it was used right around here to get the witches to confess.
Hm.
You know, we always wanted one of these.
Yeah, well, I thought it was really sweet,
so I gave him that drawing that Kris did of us.
Oh, yeah.
Use'?
Lisa?
Lisa, come on.
Where are you, baby?
Use'?
Lisa.
Aaaaaaaaaah!
Robin?
Aaah!
Under his hideous spell,
those closest to you are forced to betray you,
or suffer an agonising and cruel death.
How say you?
Take her.
Then, on the blue moon,
you, the child of the caul, daughter of a witch,
were taken to his lair as his evil sacrifice.
Mr. Miller.
Take her.
Of course, I knew how to defeat him,
or thought I did, for I was a woman of the craft,
and I had the talisman.
But I made a horrible mistake:
I didn't kill the evil, and only now do I know
the only true way to kill the warlock is to...
Ls to what? Ls to what?
To what?!
Jerry...
Jerry, we gotta get out of here.
We gotta find Michael, and we gotta get out of here.
Jesus, Jerry!
Michael?
Michael!
Be still.
Michael?
Michael!
Michael...
What are you doing here?
What do you want?
You.
I've waited a long time...
A very long time.
I want you gone.
So desperate to find out who you are.
Do you want to know, Kris?
You don't know me.
A child of the caul,
born of witch's blood.
You'll be sacrificed,
and as your blood runs,
I'll raise from the pits of hell a woman,
a consort,
who will mother a race of evil
the world has never seen.
It is my purpose, my destiny,
and yours.
You're insane. That is not who I am.
I am not a witch.
No, you're not.
That's clear.
You're a scared little girl,
and you don't have the power,
but your mother did.
You have her blood.
That's all I need.
[ Gasps 1
Jerry?
Michael!
Scott!
How ironic,
when it is I that need your friends
for the sacrifice to have its effect.
It's an inconvenience, but as they say,
"the devil is in the details."
Let me show you something.
Aaaaah!
Aaaaaaah!
What will they do, Kris?
Do you think they'll forsake you to end their suffering?
Perhaps you'll be saved by young Jerry.
His two loves: You and music...
But after what I've done to him,
he'll forsake you,
or he'll never hear another note again.
And then there's Michael, your great love.
Well, he's literally turning into his father.
Unfortunately,
his father is dead.
It's of no use, Kris.
I've sealed the house.
The sacrificial child must be given to me.
Do you give her to me, friends?
- Yes. - Lisa: No!
- Take her. - No!
- I can't! - Please, baby...
- Do what he wants! - You give that bitch up!
I'll do what you want.
Don't worry, Jerry.
I can hear you, as you can hear me.
I can't.
No matter what you do to me.
I love her.
I see, Jerry.
Yes.
Let me show you something.
I won't do it.
The others have already forsaken her, Michael.
Are you willing to die for her?
Aaah!
Aah!
No!
As is the piece...
So is the whole.
Kris!
Michael!
Now, Michael...
This could last a very long time.
I'm sorry, Kris!
Take her.
See you soon, Kris.
Michael!
One more loyal friend to go.
Michael.
Jerry. Oh, god.
Let's go.
Jerry... let go of me.
Jerry...
No! Jerry, no!
She's yours.
Jerry, oh, my...
No!
No! Jerry, why?!
No! No! No!
Jerry, why?!
Would you like to see what I showed Jerry?
The one fate worse than his deafness?
The one thing that turned him against you.
Yeah, like I wanna be alone with Jerry.
I mean, is Jerry gonna protect me?
I don't think so.
Yeah, like I might wanna be alone with Jerry.
Oh, I don't think so.
Yeah, like I might wanna be alone with Jerry...
yeah, like I might wanna be alone with Jerry.
You see, kris...
Jerry was actually quite strong.
He'd withstand anything
except the idea you thought him a joke.
That, to him, was worse than death.
You're sick. I didn't say those things.
Not like that.
Motherfucker!
Let go of me!
No! No!
No!
Somebody!
Michael...
Michael!
No one can hear you, lass...
And if they could, they'd be of little help.
As much as I relish your screams,
I do need to concentrate.
People believe they live many lives, Kris,
repeating life's lessons...
Over and over...
Until they reach paradise.
But some of us...
those of the witches' blood,
or those born into it...
are literally reborn intact
into the very same lives as they were before.
I've waited 350 years for this moment.
Do you remember?
When you return, Kris,
it will be as the bride of Lucifer himself.
And, kris...
He'll never let you down.
Obedon...
Asmodeus...
Astaroth...
Belisle...
Belphegor...
Sammael...
Rofogael...
Angels of hell, hear me.
Prepare our dark prince Lucifer
for his new bride.
Ah!
You won't escape me this time, Kris.
There's no one here to help you now.
I'm afraid mommy's not coming.
Ah!
You can't use the talisman.
You don't have the power.
Yes...
Yes, I can.
You don't have the power!
No!
You think you can defeat me with my own weapons?
No.
With mine.
I'm sending you away, my love...
As we talked about.
You will never be safe here now.
I'll join you when I can,
but remember,
no matter what happens...
I'll always be with you.
I'll remember.
Strength.
Strength and courage tempered by judgement.
Spiritual strength overcomes evil.
Fortitude and the joy of life.