Amityville 4: The Evil Escapes Page #3

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Hi.

Can't sleep?

What're you reading?

Oh, I figured I'd do something

constructive with my insomnia.

The old brain cells've been

rusting for twenty years.

Resting, mom ...

not rusting.

I hope so.

Do you feel comfortable here?

This is where I grew up.

I feel like we're intruders.

She doesn't really want us here.

It's just kind of her obligation as your mother.

Sounds accurate.

Despite all of that ...

she really does love us.

We just have to get used to her ways, her rules.

She was wrong about Brian.

Yeah.

I think she knows that now.

Don't you think she should apologize?

My mother?

That's one of her ways

you have to get used to.

She'll.. ahh ...

take care of Brian in her own way.

Now ...

school tomorrow.

Let's hit the hay.

Did you meet any cute boys in school?

In this town?

Give me a break.

How many?

A couple.

Maybe three.

Can I help you?

I'm looking for Mrs. Helen Royce.

She's not in.

Do you have any idea what time she'll be back?

Maybe I can help, I live next door.

It's personal.

I really need to talk to her.

She's in the hospital.

ICU.

- You know what caused this?

Yes.

We rarely see cases like this anymore.

No antibodies inoculations,

but that's what she's got and ...

the antibiotics don't seem to be helping much.

- But where did the tetanus come from?

The infected finger she ... cut it on an old lamp.

Do you know anything about an old brass lamp

that Mrs. Royce purchased last week?

Well, I was with her when she bought it.

Is it ... Is it in her house?

No, she sent it to her sister in California.

Do you know her sister's name?

And her phone number, but I've been

trying to contact her for days to let her

know about Helen. No one answers.

Doctor Reeves, please see the nutrition ...

Let me have her phone number.

Hi.

Hi.

That's Brian's favourite.

Yes, I know.

Can I help?

- Sure.

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, that's the third time today.

And I've got to get the

phone company out here.

I'll try again later.

Hi.

We're electric.

Hi.

Come in.

Hi Danny.

Oh, where's your dad?

He said to come by and get the appliances

and take them back to the shop.

Oh, well, the chainsaw is in the basement

and the kettle's in the kitchen.

Danny, this is Mrs. Leacock's granddaughter

Amanda. Amanda this is Danny Read. - Hi. - Hi.

So, where can I find the chainsaw?

Oh, would you show him the basement?

Sure.

Oh, hi Mrs. Leacock.

- Oh, hello Danny.

That, that kettle you want is right here.

Oh, okay. I'll go get the chainsaw first.

There's the basement.

Danny, before you go ...

Mrs. Leacock,

do you think that lamp needs

any more time in the living room?

All right. Store it.

Oh, thank you.

Danny, would you lend me a hand, please?

Sure.

Amanda, would you be a dear

and clean up this mess for me?

I feel I need a nap before dinner.

Sure.

- Thank you.

Easy now.

Be careful around that corner.

There. That's got it.

There. I see why you wanna store this

sucker. It's a definite floor bagger.

I know how you feel. Mean ugly.

- You've got taste.

Careful, that door is jammed.

Good. Good.

Oh. This is it.

Heavy son of a gun.

You wanna plug it in, Peggy?

Oh, no. Never mind. I think there's

something wrong with it anyway. - Really?

So, I'll hang onto it.

Hey, I know I can get a few bucks

for this down at the junk yard.

Will you just give me a couple of weeks

for Mrs. Leacock to forget it and

I would gladly give it to you.

All right, you got a deal.

What do you think of Amanda, huh?

- Well, she's cute.

Well, she doesn't know very

many people here, you know.

Hey.

Have a problem?

- Something's jamming the blades.

- Here, take your hand out.

You know, you shouldn't mess with the

disposal unless you secure the switch.

I've seen you at school.

You're senior?

Yeah.

And you're junior, right?

Where're you from?

San Francisco.

Hmm, big city, huh?

- Yeah.

So, is there anything to do around here?

Bowling.

Bowling's okay.

Yeah. It's definitely got

something jammed down here.

Mom ...

They've stopped the bleeding.

He'll live.

I just don't understand what's

happening around here.

How can machines turned on by themselves?

It's just not possible.

There has to be a logical explanation.

Mr. Read said he'll be here first in the morning.

I'm sure he'll understand it.

Okay, in the meantime we shouldn't use any

electrical appliances. I've already told the kids.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello!

Father Kibbler, she's awake.

Helen ...

This is Father Kibbler.

Oh, my god.

I'm highly sorry ...

for having offended thee ...

May he adjust my sins ...

Get the nurse!

Saints of God, come to hear it.

Come to meet her for support.

Receive her spirit ...

and present her to God the most high.

So, I sent a telegram to her sister.

But I doubt she'll get it.

- It's possible this woman is

away on a vacation somewhere.

Well, I hope to God she is.

And that lamp is sitting in a warehouse

somewhere. - But what if it isn't?

What if that woman is in great

danger right this minute?

We could contact the police,

ask them to visit the house.

On what bases?

A satanic force is taking

possession of a lamp?

You want to go, is that it?

I have to go.

Monsignor won't allow it.

Not after what happened to you at

Amityville. You should already be on

your way back to the monastery.

And hide?

That's what I've been doing for the past

ten years, Father. That's why I left.

It's safe there and it's easy and

it keeps me from participating in life.

You don't expect me to go running back

there at the first sign of trouble, do you?

This isn't trouble, Dennis.

This is torment, I've been through it.

That's all right.

But from the seminary to now,

this is the only experience I've

had that I can offer to anyone.

And I think Alice Leacock may need it.

What do you want from me?

Help me convince the Monsignor.

Thank you.

It's almost eleven o'clock on the West Coast.

May I use your phone to try to call them again?

- Yeah, go ahead.

Still no answer.

Hello?

Hello?

Stay away from me.

My god.

... A lot of people could have died today.

Since things got all messed up

like from ghost. And Brian ...

... he was down in the basement

and he was playing with the chainsaw.

And then he started cutting up everything.

And everybody said that he did it on purpose.

But he knows he didn't.

And mom said he didn't also.

And all this stuff, this weird stuff

that's been happening, Peggy realized ...

she had to stop it somehow, so

Peggy held up the pipe and you

know, it burnt up the chainsaw.

And everything here has been

happening like it never ever did before.

Jessie?

Look mommy, it's daddy.

Come on, Jessie.

It's daddy.

Come on, let's go to bed.

- No.

Come on, Jessie.

- No!

Jessie, come on!

- No!

Jessie, stop pissing me off.

- No!

Jessie ... - No!

- ... let's go to bed! - No!

Leave me alone!

No! Daddy! No!

No! - Jessie.

- Daddy!

Daddy!

Mom?

Daddy!

Daddy!

- Come on, Jessie. Please.

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