"Paris... the City of Lights, perhaps the most romanticized city in history." "Its grand boulevards and crowded sidewalk cafés are known the world over." "But just a hundred feet beneath the City of Lights exists a lesser known world." "A world of darkness." "The empire of the dead." "Premiêre leçon." "Prem..." "Premiêre deçon." "Je m'appelle..." "Je m'appelle..." "Je m'appelle Victoria." "Je m..." "Je m'appelle Victoria." "Je m'appelle Victoria." " Comment ça va?" " Comment ça v..." "Comment ça va?" "Comment ça va?" "Je vais três bien." "Je vais très bien." "Très bien." "Pouvez-vous que..." "Pouvez-vous..." "Oh, no." "Très bien." "My sister sent me a postcard." "All it said was "Come to Paris." "It'll be good for you. "" "48 hours after I arrived... she and everyone I'd met were dead." "Sorry." "Sorry." "Don't touch." "I know." "I know." "I, um..." "I get nervous sometimes." "Comprendez-vous français?" "I'm sorry?" "I don't understand." "She asked you if you understand French." "No, I don't speak French." "You are staying where?" "Hotel?" "Um, I'm staying with my sister." "She's..." "I don't know where she's staying, but she... she studies here at the Sorbonne." "Her address?" "I don't know." "I'm sorry." "She's picking me up at the airport." "I don't know." "Hey." "Welcome to Paris." "You having fun yet?" "So, are you excited to be in Paris?" "Yeah, definitely." "I just have a headache." "There's the sister I remember." "Jesus." "This is where you live?" "It's pretty creepy, right?" "I get a good deal on the rent, though." "You'll love this." "France's first serial killer had a room on the fifth floor." "He chopped up a bunch of bodies before someone complained about the noise the bone saw was making every day." "When they confronted him, the guy went fucking mental." "By the time the cops got here, he'd already killed everyone on the fourth and the fifth floors." "After the massacre, everyone moved out." "There was too much bad blood, so to speak." "What?" "I'm just fucking with you." "It's just a shit building." "You got to learn to lighten up, honey." "There's not a homicidal maniac lurking in every shadow." "All right, turn the light on already, would you?" "I don't know where the light is." "Dick, does every single moment in your life have to revolve around scaring the shit out of people?" "Aw, even such a suggestion breaks my heart, Carolyn." "Don't take it personally." "They do it to everyone." "Are you okay?" "Yeah, no, I just..." "I need..." "Where do I sleep?" "You sleep in Baltimore, Vic." "Not even the dead sleep in Paris." "It's just that I didn't sleep on the plane last night, and I was... nervous about the flight, so I couldn't sleep on the flight..." "Yeah, well, sorry, there's no time." "We got a party to get ready for." "Oh, yeah!" "Tonight?" "There's no way I can go to a party tonight." "Not dressed like Mom you can't." "What do you think so far?" "Of what?" "Of what?" "Of Paris." "Look around you." "It's the most beautiful city in the world." "It's the city of lights, romance, art, architecture, beauty." "It's hard to imagine it all sits right on top of the largest mass grave in history." "Come on." "Can't go to a party without new shoes." "Hey." "Oh, God, you scared me." "You're usually so calm and collected." "What are you taking?" "Nothing." "I told you I have a headache." "Well, let's move that ass." "Taxi's coming." "Hey!" "Hey!" "Eh, ça va?" "Victoria, this is my dear friend Hugo." "He's one of the hosts of tonight's fabulous affair." "Hugo, this is my infamous sister Victoria." "Je m'appelle Victoria." "We all speak English here, sister." " Right." " Okay?" "For me?" "Okay, ladies, please come in." "Au revoir, mon chéri." "Come on, sis." "Carolyn, wait." "Where are we going?" "It's too late to turn back now." "Hey, I don't understand." "What kind of party is this?" "This is the kind of party that changes your life." "It changed mine, anyway." "Seriously, though, why would anybody throw a party down here?" "Because this is where the dead bodies are." "You're just trying to scare me again, aren't you?" "No, I swear." "Everything I'm saying is absolutely true." "It's Paris's dirty little secret." ""Abandon all hope ye who enter. "" "Nice." "You see, 200 years ago, Paris ran out of room to bury its dead." "Graveyards were stacked, like, 15 bodies deep." "The corpses were rotting in the streets." "So some brilliant person decides the thing to do is start over, just dig up the bodies of every dead person in Paris, all 7 million of them, and stack their bones in a maze of mine shafts beneath the Left Bank." " 7 million?" " Isn't that funny?" "Don't the police try to stop you?" "They try." "They created a whole task force to try to shut us down." "The cata-cops." "There's 300 miles of tunnels under this city, and we never throw a party in the same place twice." " Excusez-moi." " Qu'est-ce que tu faites?" "Qu'est-ce que tu faites?" " Ça va?" " Comment ça va?" "You remember Nico and Leon?" "Hi." "Come on, come on, let's move." "Jean-Michel's waiting for us." "Who's Jean-Michel?" "You'll meet him." "He and Hugo are the ones who came up with the idea of throwing parties down here." "As our celebrations have become more and more popular," "I have been accused in the press of being in love with death." "A kind of necrophiliac, I suppose." "But in ancient Greece, it was a practice of philosophers to keep a human skull on their desk." "The idea was this:" "Only with a constant awareness of our impending death can we appreciate our lives fully." "I've always found myself persuaded by the sentiment." "The only problem is..." "I've never owned a desk." "Welcome to the catacombs!" "I'll be back." "I'm gonna go get some water." "Can I get some water, please?" "Can I get some water?" "Can I have some water, please?" " Hi." " Hey." "This is not where you're supposed to drink." "You're Jean-Michel?" "Carolyn has told me all about you." "What did she say?" "She said you are afraid of the dark." "I'm not really." "It's okay." "I am." "All of us are." "Why the hell do you come down to this place, then?" "It is God's kindness to terrify us... so that we may become stronger." "Where am I supposed to drink?" "She doesn't drink alcohol." "It is not alcohol." "It's absinthe." "Go, go, go, go, go." "Come on, come on, come on." "That's good!" "I can see this going very badly." "Hey." "Space Cadet." "You okay?" "So, since you arrived in Paris, did you see any ghosts yet?" "That line is getting so old." "She's in Paris, the most haunted city in the world." "It is a legitimate question." "Look around you." "6 million people torn from the ground and stacked under your feet like wood for a fire." "If there are ghosts anywhere, there are ghosts in Paris." "If there are ghosts anywhere, there are ghosts in this place." "Bullshit." "No, he's absolutely right." "The catacombs are haunted, but not by ghouls or specters." "The catacombs are haunted by people." "The lowest creeps and lunatics drawn down from the surface by morbidity." "Death is a spectacle, an opera." "When the Cult of the Black Virgin began inverting the rites of Catholicism, painting the statue of Mary in black... praying to Satan... who cared?" "Even when those people claimed to have given birth to the Antichrist, no sane person took them seriously." "But they did." "They take a child... the product of incest and rape raised on raw meat." "They never allowed him to see the light of day, taught him that he was a destroyer of men, dressed him in a gruesome goat-skull mask." "And what do you expect?" "By the time the boy was 18..." "they had succeeded." "They had created... a hulking... unthinking lunatic." "So evil... that he may truly be called the Antichrist." "Come on." "A killer with a goat mask?" "That's just another myth." "Okay, a more frightening one, but still a myth." "There's articles in the newspaper every week about people that come down to the catacombs and never make it out." "No, this is not a myth." "This monster they have created... is down here somewhere." "Okay, you guys don't go to graduate school with Carolyn, do you?" "Let's go swimming." "What do you say, sis?" "Feel like taking a dip?" "It's amazing how beautiful rain water can be, isn't it?" "Come on, Vic." "Nobody gives a shit." "Get over it." "Get naked." " Get in the water." " Carolyn... please?" "Carolyn, please?" "Why not?" "It's just your body, and you have a beautiful body." "You're ashamed about what?" "Nothing, you guys." "I'm just a little cold, that's all." "Yeah, right." "Otherwise, she would have been the first one in." ""But it's cold. "" "You know, Vic, you might try, for once in your life, to not be the lamest person in the room." "Yeah, well, I got to be me, right?" "And I think I'm gonna go back to the party." "That sounded so much more hateful than I meant." "Will somebody show me the way back to the party, please?" "Oui." "That way." "Looks like you're stuck, and you'll have to go swimming." "All right." "I'll find it." "Vic, don't be a retard." "You can't go back alone;" "you're gonna get lost." "Vic." "Seriously." "Vic!" "Jesus." "Know what it says?" ""As we are, soon you shall be. "" "You scared me." "Good." "People like you need to be scared." "I'm serious, dumb ass." "Don't walk off like that." "It's dangerous." "Sound doesn't travel in the catacombs." "You can get lost before you know it." "You're not lost, are you?" "No." "I don't think so." "Maybe I am lost." "Are you kidding?" "What?" "What's so funny?" "Whoever wrote that doesn't seem to think it matters which way we go." "What does it say?" ""There is but one way to enter this life, but the Gates of Death are without number. "" "Great." "What the fuck was that?" "I thought you said sound didn't travel down here." "It doesn't." "Stay here." "I get it." "The guys are just trying to scare you." "They live for that shit." "Bye!" "Fuck off!" "Carolyn, I want to go home." "Please?" " Wait, wait." " Can you feel that?" "What?" "The music hitting my feet, the bass." "We're almost back to the party." "Come on." "Dance with me." " Wh-What happened?" " It's okay, it's okay." "It just cut out for a second." " Why is it doing..." " Will you hold on?" "Will you turn it back on, please?" "Okay, when the batteries die, it starts to flicker." " Would you chill?" " No, I'm not gonna chill." " Are the batteries dying?" " Okay, shut up for a second." " Well, hurry up." " It's okay." "It's okay." "No, it's not." "The batteries are dying." " You know what?" "You're a fucking spazz." " No, you're a spazz." "You can't even get the flashlight to work when we're stuck down here in the dark." " I'm sick of your fucking shit." " Really smart." " Okay?" "It's gonna work." " What shit?" " It's gonna work." " I'm tired." "I want to go home." "Why are they still doing that?" " It's not funny." " Do me a favor:" "Shut up." "Everything isn't as fucking scary as you think it is." "I don't understand how you can be so calm right now." "Because of the first rule of the catacombs:" "Always bring more than one light source." "See, spazz?" "Not everything's a crisis." "Carolyn!" "Carolyn!" "Carolyn." "No." "No!" "Come on." "Come on." "Shit." "Shit." "Please light." "Please light." "Please light." "Please." "Oh, please, please, please." "Please." "Come on." "Please." "Help me!" "No, please!" "No!" "Help me!" "Help me!" "Please!" "Help!" "Help me!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help me, somebody!" "Fuck!" "Help!" "Please..." "Help!" "Jean-Michel!" "Jean-Michel!" "Jean-Michel!" "No!" "Oh!" "She's dead." "No." "Oh, no." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Anybody?" "No!" "Can anybody hear me out there, please?" "Can anybody hear me?" "Can anybody hear me?" "I'm stuck in here!" "Can anybody hear me out there?" "Fuck!" "...61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66," "67, 68, 69 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97," "98, 99, 100, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106 643, 644, 645..." "Fuck!" "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine..." "Hello!" "Can anybody hear me up there?" "Shit!" "Help!" "No!" "No!" "Somebody please help me!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "Hello!" "Oh la la!" "Mademoiselle." "Huh?" "I don't understand what you're saying!" "Stop!" "Hold on!" "I don't understand you." "Hold on." "Wait!" "Wait!" "I can't understand you!" "I can't understand you!" "What?" "Wait..." " The exit?" " Bloquél" " It's blocked?" " Bloquél" "No shit, asshole!" "Hey, that's my flashlight, asshole!" "Asshole!" "Asshole!" "Asshole!" "Mon lanterne, ton lanterne." "Merdel" "Okay?" "Hey!" "Wait!" "I can't see." "You can't just steal somebody's flashlight, you jerk." "Wait." "Do you know where you're going?" "You have to be careful." "Are you listening to me?" "What is that?" "Is that a map?" "Un plan." "Oui." "A plan of this place?" "Let me see." "That's a street map." "Up there." "A street map." "Laisse moi." "Oh, God, stop that already." "Rue St. Medard." "What?" "So?" "Hey, stop." "Hello?" "Do you know what you're doing?" "Wait, these are the same as above on the street level?" " The same intersections?" " Oui." "Sortie." " There's another exit." "There's another exit." " Oui, oui." " Okay." " Oui." "Oui." "Where are we?" "Nous..." "Sortie." "Oh, my God." "That's so far." "So what happened?" "Were you at the party?" "Hold on." "Wait for me." "Will you wait for me?" "Mm, après vous." "Don't... touch me." "Hey." "Hello?" "What are you doing?" "Get away from me." "Don't... touch me." "What are you doing?" "Don't touch me." "Get away from me!" "Don't..." "What are you..." "Yeah, you're fucking hysterical." "Perfect." "Do you have any idea when the party ended?" "Do you know..." "Any idea at all?" "Do you have any idea what I'm saying?" "Never mind." "Henri." "Henree?" "No, no." "Henri." "Henri-i." "That's your name." "Oui." "I'm Victoria." "Victoria?" "Victoria." "Yeah." "My sister died yesterday." "At least I think it was yesterday." "Wake up." "Henri?" "Henri?" "Henri?" "Henri?" "Henri!" "Henri!" "God damn it!" "You son of a bitch!" "Henri?" "Don't you leave me here!" "I'll die here!" "Where the fuck did you go?" "Uh..." " No, no, no!" " Give me the fucking flashlight!" " No!" "No, no, no!" " Son of a..." "Votre lanterne, madamoiselle." "Fucking dick!" "Get off me!" " Let's go." " Oh, mon Dieu." "Come on, Henri." "You're drunk." " We have to find the other exit, remember?" " Victoria?" "Henri, just be careful." "Just be careful." "Oui." "Are you okay?" "Henri!" "Oh, my God." "Oh, my..." "Okay, okay, okay." "It's okay." "It's okay." "It's okay." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "Henri, give me your hand!" "Just give me your hand, okay?" "Just give me your hand, please?" "Henri, just give me your hand!" "Just get up!" "Please!" "Please!" "Please!" "Please!" "Henri, give me your..." "Okay." "Okay." "You got it." "Good." "All right, now, one... two... three." "Go!" "No." "Don't look at it!" "Look at me!" "Henri!" "Come on!" "You can do it." "Come on." "Okay." "Yeah." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Come on!" "Harder!" "You have to grab it harder!" "Please!" "No!" "Okay." "Henri, we're gonna try it with two hands now, okay?" "Two hands." "Come on, Henri!" "Okay." "No, no." "I'm sorry." " No, no, no." " I'm sorry." "I'm gonna come back." "I'm gonna find the exit, and I'm gonna come back, okay?" "I swear!" "I swear, I know where you are!" " Victoria!" " I promise you, I'm gonna come back!" "I promise!" "No!" "Victoria!" "Victoria!" "No!" "Victoria!" "Fuck." "Fuck." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Oh, please." "Fuck!" "Hello?" "Fuck!" "No!" "Help!" "Ow, fuck!" "Fuck!" "Shit." "Ah, fuck!" ""As we are, soon you shall be. "" "Help me!" "Please!" "No!" "Leave me alone!" "No!" "Fuck!" "Turn on." "Stay on." "Please, please, please, please." "Please don't die." "Don't die." "Turn on." "Turn on." "Don't die." "Don't die." "Don't die." "Don't die now." "Just don't die." "Please, please." "Please, just..." "fucking work." "Please, just fucking..." "No." "Victoria?" "That's hysterical." "I knew it." "Oh, my God." "That's hysterical." "You thought I was really dead this whole time, didn't you?" "We faked the slash." "It's costume blood." "There's no monster;" "it was just a prank." "It was just Hugo in a mask." " Will you show her?" " Yep." " See?" " See?" "It was just a joke." "Joke?" "Not a joke, a prank, an initiation." "The Cult of the Black Virgin, the monster in the goat mask... it's just an underground haunted house that they made to scare their friends." "These guys have been doing this for years." "We were gonna explain everything, but the cops showed up and raided and separated us, and it just got all messed up." "We've been searching for you down here ever since." "We've been calling your name for almost 12 hours." "And you thought that we were the bad guys." "Hello?" " Hey!" "Victoria!" " Victoria!" "Victoria!" "Victoria!" "So, you did not hear us, no?" "I knew this was why you were running from us." " He's the one!" "You can't hear nothing!" " Stop running!" "We shouted, you can't hear nothing!" "Leave me alone!" "No." "Oh, my God." "Henri." "Hey." "Stop being such a drama queen." "You couldn't have." "No, we shouldn't have, but we did." "That's what these guys do." "Dick, does every single moment of your life have to revolve around scaring the shit out of people?" "Did you see any ghosts yet?" "The guys are just trying to scare you." "They live for that shit." "We thought it would be good for you." " Hey." " You scared me." "Good." "People like you need to be scared." "There's not a homicidal maniac lurking in every shadow." "Jean-Michel always says" ""When you survive your own death, you're reborn. "" "It's the whole reason we come down to the catacombs." "Only... with a constant awareness of our impending death can we appreciate our lives fully." "Why do you think I wanted you to come here in the first place?" "I thought it would help you get over your issues, get rid of those stupid pills once and for all." "Where's Jean-Michel, Carolyn?" "I don't know." "Victoria, did you see him?" "Holy..." " Jean-Michel." " Oh, God!" "Jean-Michel." "Come on." "I can't feel anything." "He really isn't moving." "Jean-Michel!" "No, no, no, no." "Jean-Michel, no!" "No!" "Oh, my God." "Wake up." "Wake up." " Stop shaking him." " Come on!" " Oh, no, no, no, no." " Jean-Michel!" " Do you feel anything?" " Is he fucking dead?" "Check if he's breathing." "No, Jean-Michel." "No, no, no, no, no." "Jean-Michel." "Get him up." "He's dead." "How could you do this to me?" "You are so fucked up." "How could you be so fucking stupid?" "What's going on in that stupid little head of yours?" "Look what you fucking did!" "Get up and look what you did!" "Get up!" "Look what you did!" "Look at it!" "You stupid fucking bitch!" "I fucking hate you!" "I'm sick of your shit!" "What's going on in that fucked up head of yours, huh?" "I knew you were fucking crazy and miserable, but I didn't know you were this fucking crazy." "I fucking hate you so fucking much!" "Everything you've ever done in your fucking life is a mistake." "You're sorry." "You're always fucking sorry." "How sorry are you now?" "I should have left your sorry fucking..." "What's going on in that stupid little head of yours, huh?" "Look what you fucking did!" "Look!" "You crazy, stupid bitch!" "My sister sent me a postcard." "All it said was, "Come to Paris." "It'll be good for you. "" "48 hours after I arrived, she and everyone I met were dead." "Airport, please." "Subtitled by J.R. Media Service, Inc." "Burbank, CA"