American Conjuring Page #3

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- That's gonna leave a mark.

- Ben, honey, can you hear me?

- Daddy, are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah.

Daddy's okay.

Just uh...

- Let's get you up.

- Just clumsy.

- Let's get you upstairs.

- Glad you're okay, Daddy.

- Yeah, me too, pumpkin.

Just a big ol' headache.

- Are you okay, honey?

You've hardly touched your food.

- I'm fine, I'm just

not really hungry.

- Is it your stomach?

I can go get the...

- Dad, may I be excused?

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, I just said I'm fine.

I just kind of wanna be

by myself for a while.

- Well, you could be a

little nicer to your father.

We're all tired, it doesn't

allowed you to be rude.

- Sorry, Dad.

May I be excused now?

- Yeah, go ahead.

But don't stray off too far.

We need to turn in soon.

We have a busy day

ahead of us tomorrow.

We'll all sleep in the

living room tonight.

- You're kidding me?

Right?

- About what?

- About all of use sleeping

in the same room together.

I was gonna take my sleeping

bag upstairs to my new room

and sleep there.

- No, some of the lights

aren't working up there, okay.

We're unfamiliar

with this place,

and I don't want you to

wind up hurting yourself

if you got up during the night

to go to the bathroom

or something.

- Jesus Christ, Dad.

I'm not two years old.

Mom?

- I'm with your father on this.

We're a family.

Until we sort things out,

we'll stick together.

- I can not believe this sh*t.

- Zoe said a bad word.

- Zoe!

- Alyssa, stay out of it.

- Yes, ma'am.

- I'm almost 17 years old.

I should be able to make

some of my own decisions

where it comes to

my personal welfare,

and I don't think getting

to sleep in my new room

is asking too much.

- Look, okay, we're not trying

to run your life here, honey.

It's a safety precaution is all.

Once we move the stuff

into your new room,

and we fix all those lights,

it won't be an issue.

Now one night spent in the

presence of your family

won't kill you.

- I've been in your

presence all day long.

- Fine, okay, just go then.

Okay.

My head hurts too much

ragging you about this.

- So, you just

let her go then?

- We need to turn in soon, okay.

It's getting late.

- Can I sleep in my room too?

- No.

- Zoe.

- Stay here with the dog.

Zoe.

- Zoe, hang on.

- I just need some air.

It really stinks in here.

- We all do.

- Hey, come on, let's go,

we'll clean this mess

up in the morning.

- Alyssa.

Is that you down there?

Alyssa, this is not funny.

Oh, my God.

You scared the

daylights out of me.

Don't ever sneak up

on me like that again.

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

You just scared me a

little, that's all.

I heard some sounds from

the basement, some laughing,

and it startled me.

- Laughing?

- Yeah, like a little girl.

Are you sure you weren't

playing a joke on Mommy?

- No, it wasn't me, Mommy.

Honest, it wasn't.

- Where's your sister?

- She went out on a walk.

- It's okay, baby.

I must be just tired

from the move and all.

Must be seeing things.

- It's not a ghost is it?

- No, baby.

No, why would you say that?

- I saw a lady in the window.

She looked like she died.

Is she mad at us

for moving here?

- No, baby.

You're gonna scare yourself

with all this ghost talk.

There's nobody in

this big old house

except you, me, Zoe and Daddy.

- And Chloe.

Don't forget Chloe.

- Who could forget

about that big old mutt?

Just remember, there's

no such thing as ghosts.

Now go back up to your

room and start drawing.

I'll be there after I

get the laundry started.

- Okay, Mommy.

- Ben, Ben, there is

someone in the basement.

Someone's here.

There was a ball and

someone is hiding.

- A ball?

What the hell are

you talking about?

- Someone is in

the house with us.

Come.

It came from down there.

It rolled out of the darkness.

The ball was covered in blood.

- All right, stop it.

You're scaring Alyssa.

- I'm sorry, baby.

But go check it out yourself.

It's down by the laundry basket.

- Jesus, calm down.

- Why are you so angry?

- Because this sounds

goddamn ridiculous.

- Do you see it?

- No, no I don't.

There's no ball covered

in blood down here.

What the hell are you

trying to pull anyways?

- What?

Nothing.

I'm not trying to pull anything.

It was there, it rolled

out in front of me.

- Look, Carol.

There's nothing down here.

- Mom, I'm scared.

- Don't worry, baby, okay.

Mommy's just screwing

around with us.

Trying to pull a fast one.

- I am not.

- There's your applause, Carol.

Yeah, great joke.

You are a master prankster.

- I am not making this up.

There was a ball down there.

- Carol, enough!

- I'm sorry.

You're right.

- Yeah, I know.

Now take Alyssa upstairs.

I will do the goddamn laundry.

If you didn't wanna do it,

you could have just asked me.

You didn't have to

make up a stupid f***ing story.

- Watch your language.

And I'm not lying.

- F***.

- What the f***?

- You should have

seen your face.

- F*** you, you little b*tch.

Don't do that, I

don't feel good.

- I'm telling mom

you're swearing at me.

And smoking again.

- Don't you f***ing dare.

I swear, you say one word

and all your little dolls

are going into the barbecue.

- You would not.

- Would to.

- Would not.

- Try me, little sh*t.

Not stopping being

a creep or go away.

- Who are you texting?

Some boy?

Are you sending pictures of

your private parts again?

- Shut the hell up!

- Ow.

Why are you always

so mean to me?

- Do I need a reason?

You're so goddamn annoying.

- Just because we

have different Daddies

doesn't mean you have

to be so mean to me

all the time.

- If it wasn't

for your Dad, Ben,

there wouldn't

have been a divorce

and we'd all still be together.

- But if mommy

didn't meet Daddy,

I wouldn't have been born.

- Yeah, my thoughts exactly.

I wish you never born.

K, now leave me alone.

F***.

- Zoe!

Don't leave me out here.

- What are you doin'?

- Remember the mess that

Zoe made last night?

I got a job to do.

- Yeah, right.

- Where you goin'?

- Well, the car's

parked in the driveway,

so I gotta go move it.

Before the movers get here.

- Probably a good idea.

- Where are the girls?

- Alyssa's in the den drawing,

and I think Zoe went for a walk.

- Is she doing okay?

- Zoe?

Yeah, surprisingly fine.

It's like it never happened.

No, I tried to give her

something for her stomach,

but she didn't

wanna have anything.

- Well, I guess we just

keep an eye on her then.

- Yeah.

- Hopefully it's

not a bug going around.

We don't all need

to get sick here.

- Speaking of sick.

- Don't have too much fun.

- I won't.

I've handled worse

at the hospital.

Damn it.

Forgot the cleaner.

Alyssa, no!

Oh my God.

- Mommy.

Oh my God, honey.

- Mommy, it hurts.

- Put this under water.

- Mommy, it hurts.

- I know, baby.

Press this on it.

Oh God.

- What happened?

- Alyssa cut herself.

And there's blood everywhere.

She needs to go to the hospital.

- Oh gee, okay calm down.

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