Amityville 4: The Evil Escapes Page #4

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Daddy!

- Amanda!

Get up there and turn off that lamp!

Jessie, please.

- No.

Help me! Daddy!

Daddy!

No!

Nancy.

Thanks, mom.

I want that attic door locked.

So, she can't get up there again.

- What was she doing up there?

She thinks she was talking to her father.

Mom ...

It's that lamp. There is something

about it that pulls her to do it.

Nancy, it's just an old lamp.

I know what it is. It's what she

thinks it is that worries me.

Well, I'll call doctor Brick

and have him come to see her in the morning.

I want her seen her by a psychiatrist.

I think that Dr. Brick is qualified

to make that decision.

I pray this will turn out to be a wasted trip.

Let's hope so.

Well, thanks for your support, Father.

Go with God.

Well, seems perfectly normal.

Could some kind of power surge've done it?

Nah.

Not flick a switch.

It's a mechanical action.

The only thing I can figure is Danny ...

must have made a mistake and ...

and taped the switch while

it was in the on position.

Oh, would you get that, Brian, please?

- Yeah, sure.

How could Danny make that kind of mistake?

Well, it's an old switch.

The on and off markings are worn.

I'll check the fuse box.

Hi. - Hi. Telegram here for Mrs. Alice Leacock.

- I'll take it.

Sign here, please.

Line one.

There you go.

Bye bye.

Brian?

I can't find my black t-shirt.

Is it in your closet?

- I don't know.

Well, I wanna wear it.

Hey, don't go to my closet.

I'll look for it.

She still has a slight fever.

It wouldn't hurt to keep her

home for rest of the week.

What about those nightmares?

Well ...

I'm not a psychiatrist.

But considering the emotional

drama she's been through.

Add to that, a fever brought

on by some sort of flu bug.

It's not uncommon to manifest itself,

into some sort of temporary

delusion or hallucination.

Temporary?

I think so.

Let's see what happens when the fever's gone.

In the meantime ...

Do try to keep yourself calm.

If you're emotionally upset, it

only adds to her instability.

Thank you for coming, doctor.

- Okay.

Anytime. Just give a call.

Bye Alice.

- Goodbye, doctor.

Feeling better?

- Yeah.

Mom, I'll be late.

Brian, you're right. Call your sister.

Amanda!

Amanda!

In a minute!

Mom!

Mrs. Leacock!

What's go ...

Mom!

Oh, what is it?

- I don't know.

Look, this is the craziest . - Wait, turn it off.

- No, no, no, let it run. We'll see if it

clears up. - It smells like a sewer.

It's the same upstairs. Sink and toilet.

Has someone been fooling with the

water pipes? - How can this

happen? - Hmm, big stain.

I think, you better get a plumber out here.

- Well, how can I afford all that?

I'm not made of money.

I lived here for forty five years and

never had what's been happening

here the last three days.

Since the kids and I moved in.

I didn't say that.

That's what three days means.

I don't need half my words

interpreted for me.

- Hey, it's clearing up.

I'll check upstairs. You better get in

the car or we're gonna be late.

Well, I checked the wiring and the

fuse box, Mrs. Leacock and I

can't find anything wrong.

Of course not.

That would be too easy, wouldn't it?

I hope you don't mind me

leaving you alone like this, but ...

I made this commitment weeks ago.

- Oh, you need some time away from here.

Just be back by six, it's my bingo time.

Oh, I'll be back in plenty of time.

And you better get Jessica some lunch.

Will you take care of the plumber for me?

Oh, sure. Sure.

Oh, there it is.

Peggy!

Somebody help me!

Help!

God!

Danny?

You need anything?

Here we are, Jessica.

Jessica!

Jessica?

You in there?

Jessica?

You in here?

What?

What?

Hello.

Hello.

I've come to see Mrs. Leacock.

Come in.

Is she in?

- Somewhere.

Come in.

I'm sorry, I'll have to come back later.

Come in and sit down.

No, I have to go.

Mom?

How can you defend her?

You heard her this morning.

She really believes that's us doing all

that stuff to her precious house.

She doesn't know what she's

saying. She's just ... floundering.

I think we should just leave.

And go where?

We don't have that luxury.

What we're doing is the best I can do.

And if that means putting up with

the cranky grandmother then

that's what you have to do.

So, why don't we all just stop

belly aching about that, okay?

These are not for grandma.

Then don't read it.

But it's weird, mom. Listen.

I'm a priest, who was a friend

of your sister Helen.

I must speak to you about the lamp

she sent. It is extremely urgent.

I'm staying at the Roadside Inn.

Don't try to telephone.

Come and see me, please.

Father Kibbler.

Don't try to telephone?

Why would a priest be

calling about a lamp?

Maybe grandma can figure it out.

Hi, hon.

You feeling better?

Yes.

Good.

Where's grandma?

She went out.

Let's see what we have here.

Jessica, why are you doing

pictures like this?

I like it.

Where's Peggy?

Does she know what you're doing in here?

She went home.

What do you mean she went home?

She wouldn't go home

and leave you alone.

She went home.

Brian, go upstairs and

see if Peggy's up there.

Peggy?

Hi grandma. Peggy!

- What's all the fuss?

Jessica says that Peggy went home.

Why?

Why? That's what I'd like to know.

How could she leave her alone?

- Oh, she must be here.

Peggy?

If she's done this to Jessica ...

- Oh, stop it, Nancy.

Peggy would never do a thing

like that and you know it.

What's all the shouting about?

Jessica says that Peggy went home.

Her coat is in the closet.

Check all the rooms.

Call Brian.

- I'll go check the back.

Why'd you tell me Peggy went home?

Jessica, look at me.

Mom!

Come here!

Hurry!

Mom!

Who did this!?

Go, call the police.

Find Peggy.

My god.

Mom, if you say Jessica is

responsible for this, I'll hate you.

Somebody's broken into our house!

Send the police.

Jessica ...

What happened to your room?

What happened to your room?!

Was somebody here?

Did someone come to visit?

A man came.

He came inside?

Did the man come in the house?!

No.

He went away.

Did he talk to Peggy?

Peggy went home.

- She didn't go home.

Her coat is still in the closet.

Who told you she went home?

Daddy.

- No! No, no, no ...

Peggy.

Peggy?

Okay boys.

Doesn't seem to be much doubt

these were done by the same person.

And you say you saw

your daughter draw this?

What about the destruction?

Look at this room.

Jessica couldn't have done this!

I don't think so, Mrs. Evans.

Don't you?

Really?

No, I don't.

Ray.

Body's on the way to the morgue.

- So, what's the verdict?

Looks like a heart attack.

Peggy was a mighty duck.

- And in good health.

I did a physical on her not

more than six months ago.

Unfortunately, has no guarantee

when it comes to coronary thrombosis.

I'll do an autopsy, but I bet

money on a heart attack.

Did you noticed her knuckles?

Blood and tissue on the door.

I suspect she'd been

pounding on it for some time.

Which indicate she had some strength.

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