Annabelle Page #2
I need an ambulance.
What's your location?
307 Gardner Road.
In Santa Monica?
Yeah.
What's your emergency?
I don't know, but...
There's a lot of blood.
Please, just be as fast as possible.
I like your dolls.
My husband's coming back.
Just take whatever you want
and just get out!
Mia!
Get out of here!
Get out! Get out of here, Mia!
Open up!
- Open the door!
- I got you.
- Open up, this is the police.
- I got you.
Open the door!
You just breathe.
You're all right. We got you.
I'm right here.
I'm right here with you.
In a tragic scene
described by one investigator...
...as reminiscent of a
horrific occult ritual...
...a man and his wife
were brutally stabbed to death...
...by their estranged daughter, Annabelle
Higgins, and her unidentified boyfriend.
The two are believed to be members
of a cult.
The male suspect was shot and killed
as police arrived on scene...
...while the daughter was found in an
apparent suicide, her throat slit open.
One officer summed up
these blood-soaked murders by saying:
"In all my years, I have never seen
anything quite as gruesome as this."
And while the amniotic sac
wasn't punctured...
...and isn't ruptured...
...we are seeing signs of strain
on the cervix.
Most likely caused by the trauma.
Which is why...
...I am putting you on bed rest
for the remainder of your pregnancy.
Now, you can get up
and use the facilities...
...if you do so delicately.
But anything beyond that would be putting
you and your child at risk. All right?
- Yes, sir. Thank you.
- Okay.
The lock.
I had them scrub everything.
At least twice.
Now you could perform surgery in there,
it's so clean.
You didn't have to do that.
You're on bed rest for a while.
You'd go crazy if I didn't.
Just don't get all obsessed
with those daytime soaps.
You know I can't stand them.
I'll bring your sewing bag in later on.
Okay? We can turn the whole room
into your own little sweatshop.
What is it?
You think the baby's okay?
The baby is not even aware
of what happened.
Oh, really? Because I heard there's
some new research that, um, you know...
Mia, come on.
You heard the doctors.
So if you listen to them,
the baby is fine.
The baby is fine.
I mean, you're its mother, right?
If it wasn't, you would know.
But if something does happen...
What? What's gonna happen?
Like when I go into labor, John.
Mia.
You'll save the baby over me.
- Come on.
- We have to talk about it.
I mean, I can't have
anything ever happen to it.
You promise me.
You promise me you'll save the baby.
Yeah, Mia, I promise.
But you know what?
It's gonna be okay.
You are gonna be fine.
What the hell is that?
- John?
- Shh, shh, shh.
- John?
- It's okay.
I'm your friend, you know that, don't you?
Are you, Phil?
Of course I am.
Well, then, I have a friend.
You have been terribly nice
this past week. Going to the movie...
Out to dinner. Even dancing.
It's been a lot of fun for me.
- How'd it go today?
- Uh...
- TV went out again.
- Really?
Must be that room.
That never did that in the den.
What is all that?
Uh, this is a bunch of random stuff
that I picked up at the store...
...to satisfy any pregnancy cravings.
You know, it's funny, I haven't really
had any cravings. It's funny.
Pickles.
Oh, my God, you know what would go
really well with pickles?
John Form,
we are meant to be together.
Yeah, I know.
- Like, uh, mustard and pickles.
- Heh-heh-heh.
- Heh.
- Mm.
Did you get to have your meeting today?
Yeah, I did.
He, uh, thinks I've got a real shot
at Huntington Memorial.
Of course you do.
It's in Pasadena, though. It's a little further
from the beach. You okay with that?
Mm.
Change of view would be good.
Yeah.
There's this one day conference in
Sacramento that he thinks I should attend...
...that, uh, could help move things
in that direction.
I fly out for a day in a few days.
It's only a couple days.
I'll be fine.
Yeah, we gotta get you back to bed.
You shouldn't be sitting up this long.
Let's go.
Oh, and, uh, Detective
Clarkin called today.
He said he wanted to stop by
at some point this week.
I've already told him everything.
I'd rather just forget the whole thing.
I know. He just said he wanted
to go over a few things.
That doll.
We have to get rid of it.
I mean, she had it in her hands.
No, you're right. You're right.
Just, urn, consider it gone.
I suppose you can tell Detective Clarkin
he can stop by whenever it's convenient.
I mean, it's not like I'm going anywhere
anytime soon.
They were members of a cult.
We've confirmed that it was Higgins'
daughter and her boyfriend.
- You may have heard on the news...
- That cults are taking over the world?
Well, it's not quite as prevalent
as they'd have you believe.
You're gonna have a hard time
convincing us of that.
Were they satanic?
It's okay. She should know.
Yes.
Yes, it is believed that they had interest
in the occult.
That they did this
to prove their devotion...
...a sort of violence
for violence's sake.
But that's crazy.
Well, crazy people do crazy things, ma'am.
But that's all this was.
I'll tell you what.
I'll dig a little deeper.
See what I can find.
And if I come up with anything further,
I'll reach out and I'll let you...
No, no.
Thank you.
But, um, unless it has something to do
with our safety...
...I'd rather not hear
any more about it.
Okay.
I understand.
Okay. Good.
Right there.
Thank you.
I'm making popcorn.
- Tim Conway's here.
- And John Wayne.
He backed out again?!
Are you sure it's okay for the baby
to have this much butter and s...
- Raquel Welch and Sophia Loren.
- Now, you know they're not here.
- Well, where are they?
- I don't know where they are.
Let's get them on!
- How you feeling?
- A little nervous.
They are gonna love you.
I love you.
I love you too.
I realize, Miss Prentice, but you still
have time. Mind if I look around?
But wouldn't you be more comfortable
sitting down?
I do know how painful this must be for you.
Look, it had absolutely nothing
to do with the money!
Look, I don't even want to talk about it.
I don't wanna think about it. I...
Why don't you just leave now.
What if they're not dead?
What?! you do then?
I told you, I don't know!
Would you please leave?!
Help me!
I got you. I got you. It's okay. Come here.
Excuse me.
Hey. Hey-
Hi.
Hi.
I'm so sorry that I wasn't here.
I am so sorry.
Behind you.
Congratulations.
- It's a girl.
- This is my baby.
Oh, my gosh.
Leah?
Leah. Hi.
Hi, Leah, it's your daddy.
Look at her.
Look at her.
Hi.
- John...
- Yeah?
- John, the fire...
- Oh, shh.
It's fine. She's fine. You're fine.
No.
I don't know what happened.
It's like the house is accursed.
I can never go back there. I can't.
I can't, not with her. No.
You don't have to.
Even
Come on, come on.
Hey, honey, you all set?
Any second now...
...she is gonna...
And then...
You need to get out more.
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