Amityville Terror Page #3
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- 2016
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going on over here?
I tried to tell her to
be careful, Mrs. Taylor.
But she wouldn't listen.
All right, go get cleaned up.
She won't last long.
What happened to you?
Wet t-shirt contest.
Room Eight, you missed it?
Apparently.
I didn't get the memo.
Bummer.
Here.
It'll be like it never happened.
Okay.
Hello.
Hello?
Hey Shae?
Shae, I'm out in the garden.
So if the phone rings,
could you answer it?
Hey, how's
it goin' over there?
Hey Mike, it's goin'.
Yeah?
Yeah, I'm busy.
You okay?
You seem a little bit out of it.
Long night.
Actually, let me
ask you somethin'.
Have you ever heard of
drain cleaner backing up
and coming out of
another faucet?
No.
Sounds crazy right?
Technically impossible.
That's what I said.
Why?
My sister Shae was
taking a bath last night
and had this freak out episode.
And now my wife is convinced
that the drain cleaner
I poured into our sink somehow
came up through the tub.
Wait, Shae Jacobson?
Yeah.
That's your sister?
Yeah.
I used to date Shae
back in college for
about two years.
Sh*t.
You're that Mike!
Yeah, you must be Toddy Bear?
Toddy Bear.
Man I haven't heard
from Shae in years.
How did you guys
end up over here?
Well she was up here
for a while actually,
takin' care of our mom.
And she passed, and at
the time it made sense
for my family and her
to all move in together.
And she actually
found a great house
in the neighborhood.
Where?
Amity Way, at the
end of the cul-de-sac.
So how did you guys
come across that place?
She answered an ad.
Shae is doing all right?
Yeah, no she's fine.
She's a tough cookie.
So she bounced back.
Look, I gotta go.
I might drop by later
on to say hi to Shae.
Okay, yeah sounds good man.
Hey, I did the inventory,
and loaded the beers.
Can I go meet the guys?
Storage unit locked up?
Yeah.
Hey, Dad if you
need me to stay...
No it's all right, I got
Jones comin' in at eight.
You go on, get outta here.
I'll be back later.
How much later?
Be home by 10.
No excuses.
Yes sir.
Hey.
Hey.
I was just gonna
return your jacket.
Right, thank you.
How did you know I was here?
You said you worked
at your dad's bar.
There's only two in town.
And one of them's a strip club.
So I used my instincts.
Right, right.
Well I was jut about
to get outta here.
You want a ride?
Why not?
Well come on.
Woo!
That was awesome.
Man.
So you gonna tell
me why you feel the need
to carry that thing around?
My crossbow?
Yeah.
I mean, this is a
pretty safe neighborhood.
You can never be too careful.
It's a historical
fact that small towns
are breeding ground
for serial killers.
Who said that again?
History.
Right, of course.
You ever heard of a gun?
Too predictable.
You wanna try?
No, I'm good.
You ever actually shoot
anybody with that thing?
No, but I wouldn't
mind putting an arrow
through my aunt Shae's ass.
Okay, so you don't
like her obviously.
Nope, now I have
to live with her.
That sucks.
Yeah.
She's gone absolutely crazy.
She was in the
bathtub last night.
She started screaming,
crying, the whole nine yards.
She thought her sin
was burning off.
Burning off?
Yeah like acid
burning her skin off.
What?
Nothing, nothing.
Anyway, she went crazy and
it made my parents fight.
And so they got in to
this huge argument.
And it was, seriously what?
I shouldn't say anything.
Okay.
Something bad
happened in that house.
What happened?
A while back, this
kid, Jimmy Oberest,
he poured acid in the bathtub
and drowned his baby sister.
And then he killed his parents.
Sh*t.
It was a long time ago.
Nobody even really
talks about it anymore.
That's totally creepy.
Won't be taking a
bath any time soon.
I'm sorry, I shouldn't
have said anything.
No no no, I'm glad you did.
It's nice to just have
someone to talk to.
We should probably get going.
Okay.
Hello, hello, Shae?
Yeah
boy, did you find a chicken?
Hello?
Hello.
Shae?
Shae, it's me Mike.
Open up, we need to talk.
Shae?
Shae open up, it's me.
Hey, where's Delilah?
Screwin' around
in the kitchen.
Delilah.
Mike.
We have to talk.
Don't stop.
The people you moved
into Amity house,
Shae is a good friend of mine.
Shae I love her.
She's an artist.
Look, you have to
get them out of there.
Stop.
Just stop.
I don't tell you how
to run your business.
Don't tell me how to run mine.
It's not right.
You know it.
Well the house can't be empty.
As long as tenants pay, I
don't care who they are.
You're a sick b*tch.
I love it when you
talk dirty to me.
Hey Mike!
It's like Vegas, baby.
Never bet against the house.
Shae?
Shae, Jess is makin'
dinner I just,
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to interrupt you.
What do you want?
I don't want anything.
Jess is making dinner.
I was just wondering
if you wanted some.
I'm not hungry.
Okay.
Are you feelin' all right?
Do I look all right?
You look tired.
Well I feel perfect.
Wanna see what I'm working on?
No, no I'll wait
'til it's finished.
Well that was...
Yeah it was.
I...
Keep it.
I'll get it the next time.
Son, you know what time it is?
Dad, I'm sorry.
You're sorry, then you
know how late you are.
Get inside now.
What are you doing?
Your door was
open, so I just...
Put that down.
Do you like it?
Yeah, I mean the
colors are amazing.
I think you got a keeper.
Okay.
You know what I think?
I think you're just a puppet
that says whatever her
daddy wants her to say,
'cause she doesn't have
a personality of her own.
I think you act tough and cool
so you can hide who you really
are, forgettable, unloveable.
Why would you say that?
'Cause the truth is important.
I wish you would've died
instead of your brother.
He only pretends to love you.
Think about how happy
your father would be
if he had a son.
Hailey.
Hailey, are you okay?
Damnit.
Have you seen Todd?
Todd!
F***!
Sh*t!
Todd!
Stop the leak.
Todd, stop now!
Turn this thing off!
Todd, stop that, turn it off!
Todd, turn the welder off!
Stop, stop Todd!
Turn the welder off!
Todd!
You want a cigarette, Failey?
No.
You gonna tell on us?
Why would I stop you from
slowly killing yourselves?
Nobody knows when
they're gonna die, Failey.
I'd treasure this
moment if I were you.
Yeah,
tomorrow could be your last.
Maybe not.
I saw the way you looked
at my boyfriend, btdubs.
Sorry who's your boyfriend?
I think you know.
Watch your back, Failey, or
you'll find a knife in it.
Ladies?
Hailey.
What are you doing?
She slipped and fell.
Classic Hailey.
Hailey?
Yeah, fine.
He lived in my house.
I know it because my aunt Shae
found his medical
kit in her closet.
And in the picture, his
daughter's holding the same
doll that my mom found
buried in the garden.
Okay, so he lived there.
So what?
So there's no record
of him since 2004.
He doesn't exist Brett.
He's dead.
He died in my house.
His family died in
my house, I know it.
I can't prove it,
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