Dolls Page #3

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Remember what Mr.

Gabriel said about the storm?

Yes, but he was just being poetic.

Suppose the elves get more people

during the storm?

Suppose they're

satisfied with only one?

I mean, maybe

they were just lonely.

Well, I guess you're right.

- Judy.

- Yes, Ralph?

- What's that on your slippers?

- I don't know.

It's blood.

Yeah, well, it was pretty

bloody when they dragged her away.

You weren't kidding, were you?

- Judy.

- Yes, Ralph?

- Can you show me

where it happened? - I guess so.

Okay. Let's go.

- I think it was around here.

- You're not sure?

What do you

want from me? L'm 7 years old.

- Okay, which way, left or right?

- Right.

I think.

Stay close.

I thought I heard a rat.

Oh, my God. Come on.

Nothing in here.

Well, that

takes a load off my mind.

Look.

Oh, no. This way.

- It's sticky.

- Maybe blood, huh?

Maybe.

- Do you think they took her

up to the attic? - I don't know.

Maybe there's just a window open

up there, or maybe a hole in the roof.

I'll tell you what.

Wait here and I'll go check.

Why? L've been in attics before.

Okay, come on.

What is all

this stuff? Lt's all dusty.

Looks like it

hasn't been used in years.

Thank God.

We better go down

and tell somebody about this.

My dad won't believe you.

He didn't believe me.

They'll believe me. L'm a grownup.

Ralph, look out!

Ralph, are you okay?

Yeah. Sure.

What happened?

There were some dolls up there,

and you tripped over them.

I thought a rat bit me.

What the hell are you doing?

- Something's happened to one of the girls.

- Daddy, remember? L told you!

Yeah, we know. Elves.

No, please,

listen to this. Look at this!

- What is that? Blood?

- Yes!

- Isabel, you nearly...

- He's not Isabel.

I can see that.

I'm sorry,

but something's happened to your friend.

- What do you mean?

- I saw her get dragged off.

Judy, I warned you about that crap.

I don't know what's happened to her,

but there's blood all over the hallway!

What have you done with her?

You took a fancy to her

when you picked us up, didn't you?

Isabel was right!

You wanted some quick fun!

What did you do, follow her?

Then when she said no...

No! L was fast asleep in my bed.

- That's right.

- How would you know?

You get away

from my daughter, pervert.

No, please, just listen to me.

Look, I don't know what's happened to her.

All I know is... I don't know.

There's something really

funny going on in this house.

- It's the little people.

- Exactly!

No! Lt is no... Oh, God!

All I'm suggesting is that

we just search the house for the girl.

You can't con me.

You've killed Isabel, haven't you?

No, please, I didn't! No!

God, look at him.

You're covered in blood.

I am...

I am.

See? L told you I

got bit by that rat.

I didn't see any rats. Just toys.

Move away from my daughter, mister,

or I'm gonna rearrange your face!

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah!

Well, why don't...

Why don't you and I go look for the girl?

If you think I'm going

anywhere with you, you're bloody crazy.

And you are

spending the night in our room.

- No, I won't.

- You heard me!

I want to stay

with Ralph. He's my friend.

I'll bet he is. Come on.

Wait, Judy!

Please, Enid. Give me

five minutes, please! That's all...

Oh, God.

Judith Anne!

Get out here right now, God damn it.

If you don't come out right now,

I'm gonna rip this doll to shreds.

You think I'm kidding?

Okay.

All right, funny man.

Let's see just

how bright you can get.

- Gabriel, thank goodness.

- Ralph, what's the matter?

One of the girls

is missing, and there's...

- On the living

room, on the carpet. - I know.

Please, don't say anything

about it to anybody at all.

Hilary will be so cross.

Yeah, I bet she will.

And just for the record,

what are you talking about?

I spilled a can of paint.

I use it to paint the dolls' cheeks.

I wanted to touch up

some of the older ones.

- I'll go get the mop.

- Wait. Paint? You spilled paint?

Yes, I do some

of my best work at night.

Now, about that girl...

Judy saw her getting dragged away

by the elves.

- And you believed her?

- Yeah. Well, no.

Congratulations, Ralph.

We'll wake up that child

that's inside you, yet.

Don't worry about the girl.

She's probably got lost in one

of the wings in this old mausoleum.

If she hasn't turned up by

breakfast time, I'll go and find her.

What are you doing?

I'm just washing

some of this blood off.

There you are.

Boy, they really broke the skin.

- With my luck, they're rabid.

- I like rabbits.

Judy, your father's gonna kill you

if he catches you down here with me.

Worse yet, he's probably gonna kill me.

Ralph, what

do you think we should do?

About Isabel?

No, about the

longest night in the world.

Do you know

something that I don't know?

I guess I do.

Honey, I wish I knew

what you were talking about.

You know, Ralph.

Deep down inside, you know.

Sh*t.

Isabel.

Hush-a-bye, baby

On the tree top

Oh, Jesus!

Stop buggering around.

Is that you Isabel?

Are you all right?

Go back.

What's the matter?

Are you hurt?

Oh, my God!

Who did this to you?

Go back.

Please.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! The kid was right.

The little people.

They're f***ing dolls.

Mama.

Don't worry, I'll be back!

Okay, soldier

boys, come and get it.

And I'll give you a hotfoot all

the way up to your pointed little heads!

Are you asleep?

Wait till I

get my hands on that kid.

Sent me on a wild-goose

chase all over this fun house.

I think I'll take

a shower before I hit the hay.

Don't get up.

- You're sure they're in there?

- Yeah.

- Little people?

- Very little.

With my luck,

it's probably a lost tribe of pygmies...

with blowguns.

It's locked.

Let's just try someplace else.

Are you sure

these little people are kids?

Not exactly.

Turn on the light.

I can't find the light switch.

Maybe there's a light

at the other end of the room.

Gabriel said this

was a storage room, right?

- Probably just the wind.

- Just the wind.

Right.

Here it is.

It's a hanging light.

Look at these dollies.

What detail!

Hello, little people.

These aren't

your little people, are they?

They're just ordinary dolls

that Gabriel made, aren't they?

I guess.

- Judy?

- Yes, Ralph?

These dolls...

they're alive, aren't they?

Sure they are.

Remember when you talked

about toys coming to life at night?

But, Judy,

that was just a little story.

A true story.

- Why don't we get out of here?

- I don't think they'd like that.

Yeah? Well, the hell with them!

Let's go!

Ralph, stop!

You're making them angry, Ralph!

I'm offending the toys? Excuse me!

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Run, Judy!

Stop it! Help!

No!

Leave him alone! Stop it!

Why are you

doing this to my friend?

You're bad dollies! Bad!

Leave him alone!

Ralph, are you okay?

- We got to get out of here.

- Not right now.

Why not?

They won't let us.

They're deciding what to do with us.

Oh, great.

Don't worry.

Mr. Punch will protect us.

Come on, baby. Let's not let this

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