Castle Freak Page #2
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- Year:
- 1995
- 90 min
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and I opened it,
and I followed
this cat downstairs.
Downstairs?
Becky, how could you be so stupid?
You could have been hurt!
Well, I kinda, you know --
Oh no, You are hurt.
It's just a cut.
- It's really no big deal.
- There you are!
God, Beck, where were you?
She's hurt, John,
because you let her run off.
Beck, what did you do?
She was right with me.
Yeah, what's your excuse
this time?
We can't watch her every minute.
Well, you can't,
obviously, can you?
Listen, listen,
there's somebody in the castle!
Rebecca, you have to promise me
that you won't do
anything like that again.
You mean walk around
like a normal person?
Look, if you want
to explore the castle
or the town, then all
you have to do is tell me,
and I'll go with you.
Mom, it's, it's my handicap.
It's my challenge.
I have to deal with it myself.
I know you do, sweetie.
I know you do, I'm sorry.
You don't have any friends
here, and you're--
A friend would believe me, Mom.
You've got to listen to me.
There's somebody else in the castle.
Enough of this, okay?
Come on, put your glasses on.
Let's go to lunch.
Now sweetie,
I want you to know that
I am your friend,
and I'll always be your friend.
And I'll always take care of you.
And I think you're just projecting,
because you want to have
somebody else here with you.
Is there a cat in the house, Agnese?
No.
But Gabriella, she loved cats.
Gabriella, was that the Duchess?
Si.
Oh, did you know her?
Si, I was the maid in the castle
when she was a young girl.
Oh, what was she like?
She always got what she wanted.
If she did not...
Was she pretty?
She was beautiful.
Bella!
What?
Like you.
Oh, you must eat, you are too thin.
Oh, tell her, Agnese.
She eats like a bird.
Americans don't eat enough.
To share food makes a family.
No?
My god, this mirror broke!
Oh, that's all we need.
Seven more years of bad luck.
No, no, no, no.
The wood warped.
These things are so old, or,
maybe there was a sudden
change of temperature.
Or somebody else
is in the castle.
Who's there?
Who are you?
I know you're there.
Sweetheart, what is it?
What is it, who is here?
Sweetie, what's the matter?
You having a dream?
No, it's okay, it's okay.
I believe you.
I'm going to go look around.
No, daddy, please be careful!
It's okay.
- It's okay, sweetie.
- It's all right, sweetheart.
I'll be right back.
It's okay, it's okay, sweetie.
It's okay, I'm here.
It's okay.
JJ?
JJ.
My baby boy.
So, your daughter heard
something in her room last night,
and she sensed something
downstairs before that.
Is that correct?
Yes.
But you found no one on this floor
or below, when you went to look.
No, but I heard crying.
Did you hear crying, Signora Reilly?
Well, no, I didn't.
What?
What did he say?
He says, so the door are locked
and this is not evidence
of entering by force.
No one has come to the castle
from the outside.
But you won't know that for certain
until you search the place, right?
Castle D'Orsino has
more than 150 rooms.
We cannot spare the men to search
with such little evidence.
Well, my daughter said that
she did hear something.
I'm certain she did.
A castle makes many sounds,
especially at night.
Everybody thinks I made it up.
No, I think maybe you didn't understand.
No, I think maybe you don't understand.
We want you to search the castle!
What about--
What about this mirror?
How did you hurt
your hand, Signor Reilly?
What are you saying?
Are you saying I did it myself?
Why would I break my own mirror?
Maybe you don't like what you saw.
Susan?
John!
She didn't get much
sleep last night, you know.
None of us did, come on.
I want to show you something.
Why, what is it?
Please, you've got to see this.
Come on.
It's in here, Susan.
That's really weird.
It's gone.
There was a picture right there,
of a little boy who looked like JJ.
John.
No, I swear.
He looked exactly like JJ.
It was right there.
It was Giorgio.
The Duchess' son.
Look at this, Susan.
He died when he was five.
John, stop it.
This isn't funny.
You know, when I found
this place last night
and this picture, I felt--
I felt like it was JJ.
What are you talking about?
I felt like JJ was here.
Well, I feel him...
- ...sometimes, too.
- No, no, no.
It's different than that.
He was here.
John.
I know, that's why I wanted
the police to look around,
so they could find something.
He's dead.
JJ's dead.
I know.
Stop it,
you're acting like a child.
Jesus, I know he's dead,
I was there.
But listen to me.
His spirit, his ghost,
was here, Susan.
Now, Agnese says that
this castle is haunt--
No, it's your conscience, John.
You are just in such serious denial,
you don't even realize it.
No, no, no, no.
This is different.
No, it's always the same.
It's never your fault.
Your father was responsible
for your drinking problem.
The university fired you...
...because you were
politically incorrect.
And now you're trying
to use JJ's death--
No, I'm not!
Yes, you are!
It's not JJ's ghost,
it's you, John.
It's you!
You were the one who was
driving that car, drunk!
You blinded Becky!
You killed our son!
So what's left?
You just punishing me?
Yes, because God didn't.
He just let you walk
away without a scratch.
Well, what do you want me to do?
I wish I could go back.
I wish it had been me.
Oh, so do I.
The international language, huh?
No, I'm sorry.
I don't smoke.
Sorry.
But, can I buy you a drink?
Can I buy you a drink?
Joe.
Give the lady whatever she wants.
You heard it.
Joe, give me another one.
What?
What, are you tryin'--
Oh, sh*t.
Oh, God.
I'm sorry, Joe.
I'm sorry.
He's trying to tell you that
he's closing the bar.
Really?
You mean he's closing it to me.
You go home to your family.
Okay, okay, hold.
Listen up, I get it.
I'm going.
I've caused enough trouble
as it is.
This is for your trouble, Joe.
Hey.
Oh, and that's for her,
whatever she wants.
What?
I owe you a glass of wine,
don't I?
I know where this nice quiet place,
that's open all night.
Excellent.
Chateau Reilly.
Yes.
Quiet.
Sound travels in this place.
We don't want to be disturbed,
right?
Okay?
Please.
You have to go.
I'm sorry.
No.
No, really, you were wonderful.
I just...
I have to go.
What?
What?
Centomila.
Of course.
Of course.
Here.
Well, just f***ing take it.
No, take it please.
Just take it!
Oh!
Officer.
I came to see you,
Signor Reilly.
Alone, please.
Well, you'll see me, too.
What do you want?
We need your help
to find Sylvana Lucci.
Who?
She didn't come home
last night.
Well, I don't know
anything about this.
The last time anyone saw her,
she was going into the castle with you.
Well, she's not here, officer.
And no one here has seen
her since last night?
I said she's not here.
Do you mind if I look inside?
Yesterday, you couldn't be bothered
and now you want to look around.
Yesterday, you asked us to
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