BLACK MAGIC (Bringer of Death)
Let's continue drinking in your room.
- Okay, I'll have two more bottles. - Got it.
- I'll pay for them in my room. - Okay.
- Have fun. - Thank you.
Let's go.
You're really pretty.
Boss.
Your wife is asking for you.
What does she want?
Why are you so mean?
Your wife is sick.
Go to her.
Why are you asking what she wants?
What a burden.
How long are you planning to burden me, Parni?
I'm tired of seeing you like this.
Bisman.
Help.
Please get me a physician.
My chest hurls.
It's late, the physician must be asleep.
I'll go get you some medicine.
Parni.
Parni, wake up.
Drink this so you'll get better.
What is this?
It will help you sleep better.
Go on, drink it.
Bottoms up.
Soon you will fall asleep.
And you will forget about your pain.
My wife isn't getting any better.
I think it's black magic.
You mean
someone put a curse on her?
Yes. Sarma.
Sarma?
The cleric with the beautiful wife?
Yes.
Sir. Mr. Bisman?
You need to hurry, your wife is convulsing.
Parni?
What happened, Parni?
Parni?
Murderer!
Murderer? Who are you calling a murderer?
Murderer!
Her death seems so unusual.
It's terrifying.
It's black magic.
Then we have to get revenge, Boss.
Kill the cleric.
That cursed black magic shaman!
You killed my wife.
We are here for revenge.
Oh, God.
Who said that?
Go inside.
Yes, Sir.
Let's go inside.
Go inside.
Bisman.
I am not a black magic shaman.
I teach religion.
I condemn the use of black magic.
As well as your immoral business.
Shut your mouth!
Don't even try to defend yourself.
- Kill him! - Wait!
My husband is innocent.
Please don't hurt him.
This is a misunderstanding.
Leave this place.
Ignore her.
Get the cleric and kill him!
- No! Please, don't!
Let go!
- Let go! - Listen carefully!
No!
Let go!
Don't hurt my husband.
My poor husband.
Drag him and burn him alive!
Take him!
Hurry!
Pick him up, go on.
Come on!
- Let's move it! - Go!
Keep going!
Let's go!
Kill him!
You should all go home.
Alert the village chief.
Yes, Ma'am.
Put him here.
Tie up his hands and feet.
- Let go! - Tighter, come on.
He is acting innocent.
Enough. Move away.
Black magic shamans should be burned alive.
If not, the soul would seek vengeance.
Burn him.
God is Great!
How evil. Bisman, you savage!
Curse you, Bisman! You savage!
Follow me.
Come on.
Come on, Katemi.
Be my wife now.
No. You're evil, Bisman.
You are cursed!
You're too pretty to be Sarma's wife.
You set up my husband.
You killed him.
So you can marry me, right?
Yes.
Because I love you, Katemi.
Bastard!
How dare you?
Enough. Enough!
Don't do this to me.
I am not that kind of woman.
I can't let this chance get away.
Katemi.
Who are you?
People call me Nyi Angker.
The queen of black magic.
You are finally here, my apprentice.
Apprentice?
No, I don't want to learn from you.
My religion forbids us from practicing black magic.
Yes.
But this is a reality you cannot avoid.
No, I don't want to.
Please, Ma'am.
Why are you doing this to me?
You're wrong, my dear grandchild.
Get revenge.
I will teach you.
As long as you fulfill the requirements.
What are the requirements?
First.
You must steal the placenta from a newborn baby,
and eat it raw.
Second.
You must bathe in a river filled with crocodiles
for a full day and night.
Third.
As well as the last.
You must strip naked
and walk around the village
on a full moon's night.
Do you have any questions?
What if I choose not to practice black magic forever?
Let's see what you've got first.
And that's twelve!
Going on a trip to Kentucky,
a heat that makes you complain.
Now if you're not lucky,
then let's try again!
Let's play!
We've got company.
Can I help you, Chief?
What brings you here?
Do you want to rent a room?
Or try gambling, maybe?
Where is your boss?
I'm right here, Chief.
What can I do for you?
Do you need more money?
Or maybe
donations for the village?
Remember, you killed an innocent man, Bisman.
Stop. Look.
You were afraid of Sarma.
Because he was the only one who was brave enough to go against your business.
He killed my wife with black magic.
That's a lie!
Impossible.
How could a man who reads the Quran
practice black magic?
Being religious is just a cover.
He caused the death of my wife, okay?
If she died an unusual death,
why don't you get it checked by the physician?
I don't trust the physician.
I trust a doctor.
And we don't have doctors here.
Even if I wanted to report to the police,
the police station is far away.
I know that our village is isolated,
but that doesn't mean you get to do what you want.
You will be prosecuted by law.
Pimp.
Want to get a room, Sir?
Bisman.
You must close this dreadful business immediately.
Boss Bisman is the one who deserves to be the village chief.
- Don't you agree? - Yes!
- Do you agree! - Yes, we do!
Let's just wait, okay.
Gosh.
It hurts so bad.
Hang in there, sweetheart.
Take a deep breath.
And push.
Good.
It hurts.
Push again.
The baby is coming out.
That's good.
Let's push again.
Push harder, sweetheart.
That's good. Push again. One more.
Come on, be strong.
Oh, thank God. Everyone is healthy.
Son.
It's a boy.
He's big and healthy.
Doesn't he look like me?
Yes, like his father.
Tomorrow, you should bury the placenta outside.
- And then cover it. - Alright.
And place a light over it at night.
- Yes. - Don't forget that.
Oh, no. It's gone.
I put it right there.
Are you sure?
Maybe that cat stole it.
- Nyi. - Yes?
You got the placenta.
Don't be surprised.
Every full moon, until the moon turns dark again,
I look like this.
And when the crescent moon is up, until the next full moon,
I will turn into a crocodile.
The cycle repeats itself.
Will that happen to me too?
That was my deal with my teacher.
Now, eat the placenta.
- No. - Let go!
Let go!
Sir, please don't take my daughter.
I will pay my debts.
You've been putting off for too long.
Your debt for the boat is just stacking up at this point.
Please have mercy.
I haven't caught a lot of fish.
My boat is damaged.
Alright.
I'll make your daughter my wife.
And I'll sell her to the city.
That way, I'll consider your debts paid.
No, please.
Leave my daughter with me.
I promise I will pay.
You won't be able to afford it anyway.
Sir?
Sir!
- Move it! Father!
Father.
Asni. Asni!
Move it.
Let go!
Mr. Jaka.
Someone is bathing in the water.
- Who? - I don't know.
Look over there.
Shit.
That's Katemi.
She's not bathing, she's meditating.
That black magic bitch.
I'll go and report to Bisman.
No, no, you guys get in the water.
- Capture her alive. - Yes, Sir.
Huh? Oh, no.
KARANG SETAN VILLAGE CHIEF'S OFFICE
Mr. Markum!
Come see this.
He's here.
He brought a lot of people with him.
What do you mean he?
- Who is he? - Bima.
Gatot Kaca's father.
- Bima? - Yes.
There he is.
Huh?
Look, he even brought dead bodies with him.
Does he think this is a graveyard?
Gosh, this is bad.
Bisman and his men are here with dead bodies.
Hey.
Chief, come out here!
What brings you all here?
We want you to be responsible, Chief.
You weren't strict enough with Katemi.
What happened?
She used black magic again on my men.
Two of my men are dead.
They were about to capture that woman in the river.
Yes, you must act quick, Chief.
If you don't want more victims.
You should gather people to capture her.
Kill her in front of everyone, just like how her husband died.
- Yes, kill her! - Kill her, Sir!
Enough.
Please calm down.
Even if the accusation is true,
we can't judge her ourselves.
Not without a court.
We are a country with laws.
But for this one case,
we should leave it to the mobs.
What do you all think?
Yes!
You must do something.
Before you become a victim yourself.
We should not be hasty.
Black magic can only be defeated by religion.
Not by killing people.
As religious people
we must accept what has been fated for us by Allah.
Including death.
Please bury your two men.
And be cautious.
If you see anyone suspicious,
or proven to be practicing black magic,
capture them.
And bring them here.
Don't make judgments of your own.
Black magic, black magic.
Black magic!
Our village, Karang Setan
is being terrorized by black magic.
Who here does not believe in magic?
Come on, who?
Tell it to my face.
Me!
Are you sure?
In this country,
black magic exists everywhere.
They just have a different name.
Different languages to describe one thing.
Begu ganjang in Sumatra.
In West Java, the Sundanese call it teluh.
In Central Java, they call it tenung.
In East Java, it is called santet or modhong.
And then,
what else do they call it in Nusa Tenggara?
They call it leu-leu or pedang pekir.
The people in Madura have it too.
How do you know about those names?
I read it in a magazine.
This is lemo wood.
Pan of the reels
of a weeping fig.
There are others that can ward off black magic.
I have blessed it with powers
by praying and meditating.
To make sure it still works,
you must purchase them soon.
The bigger the price,
the more powerful it will be.
- Sir, I'll have one! - Come.
Come and have a look.
I'll take two!
Me too!
- Excuse me! - Alright, alright.
- Okay. - One for me.
- One more! - For me too!
I think this act is actually working.
A lot of these people still believe in superstitions.
- Let's go. - Okay.
I'll have two.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Thank you, Sir. - You're welcome.
- Thank you. - My pleasure.
Thank you.
Thank you, Sir.
It wasn't a bad idea to call you here, right?
We're lucky we can take advantage of the situation.
- For your troubles. - Thank you, Sir.
One, two, one, two, one, two.
And stop.
Turn left!
Wrong way.
Salute to the princess!
Hey, Bokir.
It's past sunset.
It's already night time.
Are you going to keep doing that until dawn?
You're so lame.
Hey, Siti.
In this village, the security
is only me and Dorman.
We should be working very hard.
Listen.
We came all this way for you to just be security.
We could have stayed in Betawi.
Betawi.
Betawi is full of people.
It's better to live in a village.
As long as we're part of a community, right?
Right.
Whether you're security,
a soldier,
a government worker,
a farmer, or anything else.
As long as you work for your country, that's good.
Does that include me, a basket maker?
Of course.
You are working hard to preserve the traditional handicrafts.
Maybe next year you'll be getting a bonus.
By the way, it's already 11.
Let's go on patrol.
Oh, right.
- Siti, I should go. - Okay.
Dorman, do you want some coffee?
No, thank you.
- Take care at home. - Okay.
Bye bye.
- See you. - Okay.
Bye bye!
I'm actually proud to be your wife, Bokir.
I hope you become a general someday.
Freedom!
Did I see that wrong?
- Is that a girl or... - Shush!
No.
That's not a girl, that's a woman!
What is the difference?
I mean,
she looks like Katemi,
the late Mr. Sarma's wife.
Right?
How would I know? I don't know her.
Now I'm curious.
Let's follow her.
No way.
It could be a crazy lady.
For this village's safety, we have to be suspicious.
Come on.
- Come on! - Gosh.
She's gone. Like magic.
Where did she go?
Oh, dear.
Don't use a bike.
- Don't! - It's faster!
Let's just go after her. Hurry!
Oh, no, where did she go?
Sir, did you see a lady walk by?
No, Sir.
Hey, there she is!
- Right! - Oh, yeah.
This is our chance to catch her.
- Yes. Heady?
- Come on. - Come on.
Careful.
Hey!
- How dare you? - Got you!
Ouch!
Come on, face me.
Show yourself.
Come at me! Who's out there?
I will fight you. Come on!
Please, Siti. I didn't mean to.
I thought you were a crazy lady.
A crazy lady?
Have you lost your sight?
I am your wife!
How dare you.
Where do you think you're going?
How can you not tell the difference between your wife and someone else?
- She's crazy. - Don't run away!
Wait. Hey!
Don't run!
You'll see later, I won't be sleeping with you.
You're sleeping outside tonight, Bokir!
You have my powers now.
But not for long.
Remember.
You are a witch now.
The only thing that could go against us
is religion.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Good afternoon. Afternoon.
Pramuja!
Hey, Pramuja, how are you?
I'm doing well.
- Have you been doing well? - Yes, thank you.
- I'll see you around. - Okay.
Let's go.
I'll be expecting more virgins next month.
We got a lot of orders.
Of course, as long as you pay me well.
Depending on the quality of the goods, I will pay you accordingly.
Alright then.
Boss.
The chief's son has returned from his studies.
This is for the wood.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Now it's time
for me to replace Markum.
As village chief.
Yes, Boss.
The chief's son is here.
He could get in the way of our goal.
How do we even do it, Boss?
Idiot!
It's your job
to figure out a way.
Hey, Dorman.
What date is it tonight?
I feel my eyes twitching.
Maybe I'm going to see a ghost.
My hands are itchy too.
Maybe I'm going to catch a thief.
Who is that?
Where?
Bokir.
Who is she? She looks suspicious.
I think
it's that naked lady from a while ago.
Let's trap her.
You go from the front, I'll be at the back, okay?
- Okay. - Good.
Why did you come back?
It's so dark out there.
I'm scared.
You go there.
I'll go from the front.
Coward.
Oh, boy.
Huh, gone?
Was that a person?
I think it's a ghost.
I should go.
Oh, no! Damn cow.
Where is that woman? She doesn't know who I am.
Oh, no! Please have mercy, ghost!
Don't strangle me, ghost!
Please!
Who are you calling a ghost?
You were ordered to capture me, right?
- No. - Do it now.
No.
You're beautiful.
Who are you?
A virgin or a widow?
A beautiful widow.
Like a flower.
You must smell good.
No wonder my eyes were twitching.
By the way, let's have some fun.
Gosh, men.
Where should we go?
In Jakarta, we go to Binaria.
Since we're here, let's go to the forest, you know?
- I know. Let's go. - Okay.
It's so dark.
I have to be honest.
I haven't been with a girl as beautiful as you.
Really?
Are you serious?
Yes!
By the way, Mister.
Your wish is my command.
- For real? - Yes.
I'm getting hot now.
Wait here.
Are you sure you want to give me anything I want?
Just say the word.
- I want that. - What?
- Your breasts. - Oh!
Sure.
This is crazy.
Mister, give me some love.
Oh, dear, don't be too rough.
Why is it so big?
Why is it salty?
Let me see your face.
Who are you?
You want my face?
Yes.
Here.
Why are you scared?
Help, help, help!
Oh, dear, help!
Help! Help!
Help!
Hey, who are you?
Hey, slop!
Stop!
Don't run away!
Stay there!
Where is he?
Not the chickens.
Hey, who's under there?
Is that a thief or a cat?
A cat!
A cat?
That means you're a thief!
Thief! Thief!
- Where is the thief? - Under the house.
Get out of there.
Please. I'm sorry. - Get out!
I'm not a thief, Sir. Please!
Don't arrest me!
You're the thief?
Come with me.
Hurry!
♪ I swear on my life, Sir ♪
♪ I am a good man ♪
♪ I am unemployed but I will never steal ♪
- What's that? - There's a thief.
- Where? - Over there.
♪ I swear on my life, Sir ♪
♪ I am a good man ♪
♪ Don't be quick to judge if you have no proof ♪
♪ I am a good man ♪
Get him!
Come on, after him!
Go! Get that thief!
Quick, go after him!
♪ It's so sad ♪
♪ Being unemployed ♪
♪ If someone loses something, we become the target ♪
♪ It's so sad ♪
♪ Being unemployed ♪
♪ Nobody believes us, even just to borrow a lighter ♪
♪ What bad luck ♪
♪ When will my life change? ♪
♪ I want to find a job so people won't judge me ♪
Let's dance too!
♪ I am a good man ♪
♪ I am unemployed but I will never steal ♪
♪ I am a good man ♪
Sir.
Even though I wasn't born here, I don't want to stay jobless.
It gives me a bad name.
♪ It's so sad ♪
♪ Being unemployed ♪
♪ If someone loses something, we become the target ♪
♪ It's so sad ♪
♪ Being unemployed ♪
♪ Nobody believes us, even just to borrow a lighter ♪
♪ What bad luck ♪
♪ When will my life change? ♪
♪ I want to find a job ♪
♪ So people won't judge me ♪
♪ I swear on my life, Sir. ♪
♪ I am a good man ♪
♪ Don't be quick to judge if you have no proof ♪
♪ I am a good man ♪
Place your bets.
Six, six, four.
Damn it.
I have bad luck. I put 4, but 6 comes out.
I put 3 and 1 comes out.
Fix your luck by dancing.
Then play again.
Come on.
A worker's luck, a worker's luck
Oh, it is so sad
A worker's luck, a worker's luck
Working hard every day
Drops of sweat down their body
Becoming the breadwinner in life
That is full of challenges
A worker's luck, a worker's luck
Oh, it is so sad
Sir?
What's wrong with him?
Black magic
is take news that I created.
He didn't die because of that.
He died because of STIs.
He always sleeps with all the girls here
every night.
Before Markum dies,
tell him
that black magic
is just a cover
for me to kill the people I don't like.
Sir. Chief!
Mr. Markum!
- Good afternoon, Sir. - Good afternoon.
- Where have you been? - From the subdistrict.
Reporting the progress of our village.
- What's the matter? - We'd like to talk to you.
Yes, Sir. Please come with us.
Why are you being so discreet?
What exactly are you trying to tell me?
Why did you have to bring me here?
We want to kill our boss, Bisman.
What? Why?
You are two of his trusted men.
Why would you do that?
That doesn't seem nice.
Honestly,
we respect you too much, Chief.
Just so you know.
The next victim on his list
is you.
Me?
Is he planning to kill me and make it seem like black magic?
Yes, Sir. That is why.
We want to kill him first.
This seems suspicious.
You don't have to be.
This is the time to make a move.
Please have some coffee, Sir.
There's only one glass.
What about you two?
We've had too much coffee, Sir.
Enjoy, Sir.
Please.
Chief, are you wondering why we changed?
This is because we are tired of his crimes.
Who do you think is behind all of this?
It's Bisman.
He is the source of all our troubles.
He keeps making a mess of our village, right?
You should know, Sir.
We can't let this happen forever.
This should not be happening in a lawful country.
Even though our village is not entirely secure.
Even though we are isolated,
in the middle of the forest and the ocean,
there are still men who wish to be a tyrant.
With your permission,
tonight,
we will take his life.
Wait.
My stomach hurts.
My head is spinning.
- Let me go home first. - Alright, Sir.
Okay.
Follow him.
- I'll wait here. - Okay.
What happened?
What happened to you?
- Father? Gosh, honey.
What do we do?
What happened, Ma'am?
Mr. Dorman, go get the physician.
- What happened? - Hurry up!
What the heck happened?
He was fine when he left.
How could this happen?
Where did you go?
Hang in there, Father, the physician is on his way.
Honey?
Honey!
Honey, oh God, your father.
We surely belong to Allah, and to Him we shall return.
Mother.
Be strong.
We must accept this fate.
- Get him inside. Alright.
Let's go.
Pick him up.
Come on.
Boss.
Mr. Bisman?
Boss!
Ouch!
Mr. Jaka!
What happened?
Get back. Get back.
It's Katemi! That bitch!
Get that woman!
Hurry!
Hun taster. Over there.
Where did she go?
We can't find her. She's gone!
Goodbye, Mr. Markum.
Goodbye, Chief.
On behalf of the villagers,
I offer my deepest condolences for your loss.
The chief died because of black magic.
Whose heart would not burn in wrath
over what those shamans have done?
Nyi Angker and Katemi.
Our people must find them
and capture them alive.
And bring them to me.
For now,
please let me lake the position as village chief temporarily.
Until a new chief is chosen by the people.
Ladies and gentlemen,
do you agree if I am elected as chief?
Gentlemen?
What do you think?
Do you agree?
Say something!
- Yes, we do! - We do!
Good, good.
From now on,
the safety of this village is my responsibility.
Thank you.
Please accept my condolences.
We can't let this happen.
We must report this.
- To higher authorities. - Yes.
To the regency.
You're right.
The chief's death must be investigated.
Even though our village is isolated,
we must report this to the police.
- Mr. Bokir. - Yes?
Mr. Dorman, please come over here.
Thank you.
Stay strong.
Please take my mother home. - Yes.
- I'll stay here for a while. - Okay.
Let's go, Ma'am.
I'm sorry about your father's death.
He was a good man.
I hope God eases his pain.
Thank you.
Hey, wait.
My name is Achmad Pramuja.
Who are you?
Katemi.
Katemi?
Don't kill my pet.
Who are you?
I am the only human in this garden.
Then, if you are Eve,
what if I become your Adam?
We never seen anyone as beautiful
as you.
Oh, God, forgive me.
Since Bisman is now the village chief,
from now on,
I am resigning from my position as security
in the village of Karang Setan.
I accept your resignation.
What is going on here, Mr. Bokir, Mr. Dorman?
The chief may change,
but you two must remain as security.
No, no, no.
His nose is...
Scary.
He is evil.
I'm scared.
His face looks like a grater.
What if he's the one who poisoned Mr. Markum?
It's hard to accuse someone without proof and witnesses.
But I know for sure that my dad's death
wasn't because of black magic.
By the way,
tomorrow the villagers are gathering
to find the shaman.
Are you coming?
No way.
- I'm not going. What?
Just so you know, if Bisman dies,
I will pull my beard off.
Why aren't you bleeding?
Because this is fake!
Stop.
Take cover.
Hey, Dorman.
This place looks like the place in my dream.
It's Katemi's hut.
No, this is Nyi Angker's house.
The shaman.
Hey, devil lady!
I am Nyi Angker.
So you've been hiding here, you bitch.
Get her and kill her!
Come on!
Wait a minute, gentlemen!
Please, calm down.
Calm down, gentlemen!
Get back, Pramuja!
Let us kill that woman!
Yes, she cursed our friends!
Please calm down, gentlemen.
Please be patient.
Just stop.
Calm down.
We must remember our roots.
We shall not be vigilantes.
Let's take this woman to the authorities.
Finally, this woman of death is captured.
Welcome, Katemi.
We want her to be interrogated by the authorities, not here.
Huh?
You go! what you wished for.
Just let her get some rest first.
Take her inside.
Now, go back home, all of you!
Go on then!
Go.
Go home.
I was right.
As a black magic shaman,
you must be burned alive too.
I am right in front of you.
You should do what you always wanted to do in your imagination.
Are you serious?
Yes.
The time has come.
Katemi.
Don't be shy.
Lie down.
Let us start.
I have been waiting for this
for far too long.
Boss?
Boss, what happened?
What happened, boss?
Hey, that woman is running away!
Find her! Go!
Hey, what is going on?
Katemi the shaman has escaped.
Bisman is a wolf now. Come on!
Oh, God.
Who on earth did this?
Look at his snout.
How could this happen?
That's running like water.
YOU MUST DIE
You must die?
Is it really Katemi's black magic?
Please!
Don't torture me, Katemi!
Please don't kill me!
How did this happen?
What brings you here?
I can't believe it.
The widow oi a cleric is practicing black magic.
You should stay out of this.
Killing people with black magic
is an act that is condemned by God.
Don't blame me.
What about your father
who could not prevent Bisman's evil doings and his lies
up to the point that my family became victims?
Calm down, Katemi.
I understand your feelings.
But to resort to black magic,
as a practice of death,
is against the leaching of our religion.
As a religious person, you have strayed.
Pramuja.
Even if it is a sin,
it is my sin to bear.
God, forgive me.
You must repent to God.
Leave this practice at once.
Ask for God's forgiveness.
Allah is Forgiving.
Come back to His way.
Come back to your people.
The villagers will take you in.
I will help you.
Do you mean it?
For you, yes.
Thank you, Pramuja.
I will leave the practice of black magic.
And repent.
No!
Don't you dare take away what's already mine.
You must stay and practice black magic.
Don't listen to his sweet words.
I'm sorry, Nyi.
As I have told you before,
I will leave as soon as I get my revenge.
No.
You are my only heir.
Move!
For my apprentice,
I must take your life!
Fire!
In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
Your powers are not bad, young man.
Show yourself, Nyi Angker.
Are you alright, Ma'am?
Where are they?
You should stay out of this.
Don't kill.
Don't kill me.
Don't.
No!
Say: "I seek refuge with (Allah) the Lord of the daybreak,"
"From the evil of what He has created; and from the evil of the darkening (night)"
"as it comes with its darkness; (or the moon as it sets or goes away)."
"And from the evil of the witchcrafts when they blow in the knots,"
"And from the evil of the envier when he envies."
No!
Praise be to Allah, the Lord of the Universe.
Pramuja!