Amityville 7 : The New Generation Page #3

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outside the courthouse pushing for a death penalty.

That's a ... he copped insanity plea.

Claimed he was possessed by the devil.

You okay?

Yeah.

This picture looks ...

looks familiar. Can I keep this?

So, then what happened to him?

They sent him to Danamore.

Where?

Danamore state hospital.

Cookie jar up north.

They released him seven years ago

when Reagan cut the budget from mental institutions.

As like ...

Bronner sliped right thru their fingers.

Cured.

So ...

I guess he just saw your name somewhere, huh?

Maybe ...

a photograph in the magazine or something?

I wish.

Though will never know why he came after you.

What?

What the f***!?

Who did this, Clark!? Who did this?

I never said anything about that!

Hey ...

Keyes, relax, huh?

- What?

Somebody just screwed up the paperwork.

Somewhere up the line.

I mean that's not like people waiting in line to help

bury the homeless these days. You know what I mean?

Somebody just made wrong assumption.

Take it easy, okay?

Yeah, right.

Yeah.

Bronner Franklin I.

Let's see.

Admitted December 11th, 1966.

Prognosis paranoid, delusional, sociopath.

Claim to be communing with unknown evil power.

Let's see.

You said you're a student?

Yeah at a community central.

- Yes.

Well, that's fine by me.

As you can see there's nothing to do around

here anyway until they closed left wind down.

There used to be a lot of Bronner types.

So, like a genetic sort of thing by my estimation.

Really.

These paranoid delusary murdery types.

By all accounts.

One day they're just fine and then "pink" something

clicks on the place and they're off to the races.

It's like the neighbourhood said,

he was such a quiet type.

You seem like a quiet type.

Look at me.

I can't seem to shut up.

Oh, we don't get a lot of visitors here.

Is there anything else I can do for you?

Actually I was wonderin' if I could see his room if that's possible.

You fellas always wanna go to the room.

Like there's some spirit there.

It's all in the file.

Suit yourself.

Cell 207 south wing.

It's shut down so watch your step.

You ... knew this Mr. Bronner?

Actually no, I ...

I met him once.

He ...

gave me a gift.

I see.

I bet that was a mirror.

How'd you know that?

How did you know it was a mirror?

I read minds.

I'm clarevoient.

It's in the file.

Everything is in the file.

What does it say in the file about the mirror?

You know?

The one advantage of murdering your entire family?

You're sure to inherit everything.

After Bronner got out of here,

he could have had a whole house in Amityville.

Full of furniture.

According to this, all he wanted was one mirror.

Everything else was up for auction.

Why do you supose that was?

I don't know.

Watch your step.

Come on, honey.

Keyes ...

we gotta go.

Oh, god how many years in this place.

Oh, no.

Surprise, surprise.

Guess, who's got a visitor?

Who the hell are you?

- Oh no, not this game again.

Easy. Don't make me smash you up.

This is a mistake!

And you made it, Bronner.

I'm not Bronner.

It's my father.

Mom?

Franklin ...

Franklin ...

This is your wife.

Don't you remember her?

She's come a long way to see you.

Frank ...

Nur ...

Help me.

Am I crazy, nur?

Why don't you let us decide that?

Keyes, come over here.

Don't be scared, honey.

Hello son.

Dad!

Oh, my god.

Mom!

We could've met in my office.

Whose in that grave, Clark?

Tell me.

- No, you tell me.

I went to Danamore today.

Goddamnit that's my father in there

and you knew it! Why didn't you tell me?!

I wasn't sure.

You had to know I'd go down there.

Didn't you have any idea what it would that do to me

to find out who he was and what you've done?

You already knew, Keyes. You knew.

Those memories were buried inside you.

They had to come out.

You have to deal with them.

Who the hell are you?

I worked with the special detailed

that focuses on psychopathology.

So, what like massmurders and serial killers?

Yeah, that sort of thing. Yeah.

It's a growth industry.

If we'd been around the time your father's crime was

committed that would've been our concern.

As it is, I'm making it mine now.

Let's see.

You've been watching over me

since thise thing started.

You and your special details

deciding whether or not I can learn about my father ...

by myself.

What. This your job. Screwin' with peoples lives?!

Keyes, by the time I figured out, who the hell

Bronner was, I realize you had to know.

I checked the records. You were there, you saw it all.

Now, maybe you blocked it.

Because children who witness this kind of stuff

either block or the'll become obsessive.

Even thinking they may do that sort

of thing themselves one day.

And you've lived thru your pain

for the last few years, Keyes.

But you've been on borrowed time.

Now this bill is come due.

I wanna help you.

I'll make some coffee.

He was only seventeen when he committed the murders.

He'd been in and out of mental institution

throughout his childhood. Even still.

He never showed any tendency toward violence at all.

- Did he know she was pregnant?

I think the first he heard he had a son,

was a day your mother took you

to visit him at the mental hospital.

So, after he got out ...

he came here.

Why?

It's like he tracked you down.

Maybe he wanted you to remember.

That's pretty frightening.

What did you see at that day?

Nothing.

He'd gave me that mirror over there

and he said that was in his family for years.

Well, that kind of make sense in the strange sort of way.

So, that mirror came from THE house.

Apparently.

I wanna get it out of here.

I'll take care of it in the morning.

The storm's coming.

It'll pass.

Where's the sun going?

It doesn't matter.

I'm with you.

You're up early.

Sweetie ...

Those are your photographs.

Why're you destroying them?

Working on an idea for the opening.

I need to lay it out first.

Really?

American gothic ...

two.

That's what I'm gonna call it.

Kind of a send up to the whole Grant Wood, ...

Norman Rockwell. Hell

I'll well rock you.

Funny, never thought of it.

So, you're gonna ...

You're gonna blow these up?

Huge ...

Lifesize.

Gonna be a build ...

that center around that kind of

like a huge Thanksgiving scene.

I don't get it.

Not that I have to.

A huge happy Thanksgiving scene.

You know, mom, dad, couple of kids ...

turkey ...

That stuff you growth up with.

- A turkey?

Yep.

A turkey.

This is just gonna have this rotting mold

sorta sh*t growing around the bottom, you know.

Signifying the inevitable

degeneration of the American family.

But ... that's too ...

Is everything okay, sweetie?

Yeah.

I'm just very excited about this.

And so am I.

What te hell is this doing here?

I thought you said you're gonna get rid of it.

I tried to workin'it.

Okay.

Bye.

Bye.

Oh, my god.

Keyes?

Honey, you're in there?

Come in.

Why not?

Hey ...

You're okay?

I saw your ...

in the other room your thing. Is it done?

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