Clown Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 2014
- 100 min
- $51,809
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things to people doesn't it?
"Don't trust him"
How do you get the suit off?
How do you get the suit off?!
How did you get it off?
Who are you?
If you don't want to help me out,
I'll find another way.
- Mam, you can't be in there.
- I'm leaving.
Hello?
Hello?
Aww, what's wrong doll?
Are you crying?
Shut up!
You're such a little b*tch.
What's wrong?
Don't you wanna look like a clown?
Just like your fag dad.
F***, he bit me!
Mom?
Mom?
Jack?
Hello?
I'm in the basement, buddy.
Daddy, is that you?
Sure is sport, didn't
you miss Daddy?
Mommy said if I saw you,
I had to tell the teacher.
Is she here?
I don't think so.
Good, come downstairs.
I need help.
Mommy said it's okay.
What are you doing down there, Daddy?
Come downstairs. I want to see
Hello?
- Meg?
- Yeah.
I was picking Jack up
at school today right?
Yeah, Denise, thanks for that.
No, I mean I'm at the school,
and-and he is not here.
Daddy?
I'm stuck Jack.
I need help.
Were you crying buddy?
Hey.
Come on now.
You know you can
always talk to Dummo.
At school...
some kids tried
to put paste on my face.
They're always doing that stuff.
Who is?
Colton.
You know what I did when I was bullied?
I hid, so that they
couldn't find me.
And then after a while,
you know what happened?
They left you alone?
Hey Jack, you know where
the bolt cutters are?
Kent?!
Jack?!
Why'd you leave school?
Don't ever do that to me, okay?
Jack.
Where's Daddy?
Where is he?
Sh*t dude, don't kill me!
- Guys, you guys really...
- I'm not camping.
I just want to tell you something.
You guys suck balls.
Yeah, your mom's balls.
Come on, man.
- Duh, look at me. I'm Colton.
- Have you seen me?
Wait, I don't know where it is.
Who gives a sh*t where
the rocket launcher is?
Oh, sh*t!
Ha-Ha! B*tch!
Who's gonna need that
rocket launcher bullshit?!
Yeah, rocket launchers are cheap dude!
Rocket launchers are for b*tches, man!
Sh*t, guys, don't kill me.
I stopped listening after
that bullshit you just pulled.
C'mon Colton, how long does
it take to change a tampon?
Guys, I think there's
someone in here.
Probably Master Chief.
Check this out.
Oh man, that reminds me of what I
did to Colton's mom last night.
Mr. McCoy?
- Yo Colton?!
Is Jack here?
- Colton?!
Where are you?
Maybe he's in trouble?
- Why?
We were ditching class and we saw
this kid, Jack, crying on the steps.
- P*ssy.
- So Colton made him act like a clown.
And he called his dad a fag.
So Colton took this pint of glue.
And was gonna rub it all on
that little douches face.
Guys, shut up!
Then he grabbed Colton's hand and bit him.
- Oh man
Colton's gonna beat his ass.
Guys, shut up!
You're done man.
Grandpa's excited to see you.
You don't want your
little friend anymore?
Jack, say something.
Jack, come on, we gotta go.
Shadow?
Shadow?
Shadow, what happened to you?
Where is he?
Oh, my God.
Get the hell away from us.
I don't want to hurt you.
You stay away from us.
You killed my f***ing dog.
Please, you've gotta help
me find your husband!
Get the f*** out of my house!
Get the f*** out of my house!
It's the detective!
I'm the only one who can
get that costume off.
I found that f***ing goddamn
costume by accident.
Hundreds of all costumes
used to come from my shop.
One day, there was a
shipment from Iceland.
With a state stamp or something.
Icelandic Aristocrat
When I opened the crate,
everything was rotted away but...
this costume... It was perfect!
I'd never seen anything like it.
I was about to sell it
to Damascus Circus
but I wanted to put it
to some good use first.
My brother was a doctor...
working with children
with terminal illnesses.
He was always trying
to give them hope, so I thought...
why not cheer 'em up.
When the transformation started,
I asked my brother for help.
He swore he would find a cure.
That's the last thing I remember.
When I woke up, the suit was off.
The curse had been broken.
My brother had given the
demon what it demanded.
He had smuggled out from the hospital
5 children close to death...
One child...
for every month...
of winter.
So that's it?
That's the cure?
I've spent all these years trying to
find a clue how to kill this evil thing.
My brother, never left the house.
Guarding this costume with his life.
I didn't even know that he
had passed away 'til...
your husband called me.
Why didn't you destroy it?
Don't you think we tried?
We tried burning it, we tried
to dissolve it in acid...
Everything, nothing helped.
We couldn't just toss it in the
ocean or bury it, could we?
What if someone else found it?
Even the smallest piece
carries the curse.
You have to cut off it's head.
You can't destroy the costume,
but you can stop the demon.
My husband would never do that.
This here belongs to a
child. 7, 8 years old.
Where did he go, huh?
I don't know, I...
You don't know?
He went to Colton's.
Where's Colton?
Jack!
He's gotta be stopped.
Jack...
We have to kill your daddy.
Hey!
Listen to me, alright Jack?
It's not Daddy. It's not.
It's that suit.
It's making him do bad things.
But no-one is gonna
hurt Daddy, okay?
You tell us there's another way.
Help me catch him.
We'll lock him up.
Continue searching.
Hey buddy. What...!?
Hey sweety, everything okay?
Yeah, I... Dad, I got to go.
I can't get into it all
right now, I'm sorry.
It's just...
I gotta go, Dad.
Be careful.
He could still be in here.
Hey!
Hey!
Don't touch anything, okay?
We have to call the police.
Tell them what?
He must've digested him by now.
Spit out the bones.
He couldn't have gone far.
It's seven o'clock on a Thursday.
Where's he not being seen?
Oh, no.
What?
Hey, you can't
go in there like that.
Why not?
You look like an escaped mental patient.
- Listen, you can't trust your husband.
- Don't.
My brother and I, he should...
You don't know him.
You don't know what Kent can...
I wish he had killed me.
- If you love him....
- I know, I'll bring him to you.
I promise.
There's no sign of him.
Cannonball!
Ugh, gross. Somebody peed in here.
Greg?
Greg?
Greg?
Greg?
Greg, Mom says we have to go.
Greg?!
Greg?!
Greg?
Greg, where are you?
Greg?
Greg, where are you?
Greg?
Greg.
Don't go up there.
Greg?
There you are.
No. No.
Let go of him!
Run, Greg, run!
Mom, Mom!
- Mom! A clown! Up there!
- What is it honey? What?
Excuse me, what happened?
There's a maniac dressed as a clown
loose in there, get your kids!
Hey, come, come on.
See?
It means he's close.
What's that for?
For protection.
Kent?
Kent?
Where am I?
We're here to help you.
I know you're scared.
We're going to find a
way to stop it, okay?
We just have to get you
out of here first.
Karlsson's here, he-he
wants to help you.
Okay, baby?
I remember him, he's crazy.
He's not.
He's gonna make sure
no-one else get's hurt.
Enough!
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