Eloise Page #4

(MAN OVER RADIO)

All right, I'm pulling around.

We can check back

after dinner, I'm starving.

Copy that.

Yo, man, what the f***

is wrong with you?

- Shh!

- That was scary.

Okay, they're gone. Hey, let's

go before they come back.

Come on, come on, come on!

Let's go.

It has very restricted access.

Why is it restricted?

What else is in the Annex?

The nursery, you asked what else

was in the Annex, the nursery.

- Isn't this fun?

- No.

This is the Annex.

I've never come this far.

Dr. Greiss.

Mom.

Maybe Mom's picture will be here.

Pia, maybe Mom's picture's here!

[SCOTT]

Where's mom's picture, Pia?

[PIA] I don't know, bud.

[SCOTT] Pia, where's mom?

Mom?

Mommy?

Mom?

Anybody know where we're going?

Where are we going?

There should be a hallway up here.

Yes, this way, this way!

These are people's ashes.

- Families just left them here?

- Yeah.

- Scotty, don't touch!

- Whoa, whoa!

- Unh-unh.

- No, come on.

Nah, man.

Why?

- Come on.

- Don't touch.

- Let's go.

- Come one, let's go.

Vending machine.

It's okay.

- [PIA] Scott!

- Yes, Pia!

( OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING )

( COUGHING )

Now that's just gross.

- What's gross?

- Look at that, you see that?

- Where we going, buddy?

- Where we at?

Should be a little...

A little up here around the

corner somewhere.

This is it, I knew it, this is

the records room right up here!

All right, watch out, on our

grand adventure.

What's up with these dead birds?

Aw, sh*t.

F*** that.

These are dead birds!

Hey, wait up!

Sh*t, how many rooms are there?

Yo, look at this.

Agh!

- ( GIGGLING )

- Scotty, it's okay. Come on.

- Aw, sh*t.

- Come on.

Oh, my God.

So they just said, f*** cleaning up.

Holy sh*t.

Right?

Scotty, stay close.

Jimmy Hoffa.

Who shot Tupac.

My ex-girlfriend's phonebook,

can't find that sh*t.

Come on, man, how the hell

are we supposed to find

a certificate in a place like this, man?

Six to eight months, my ass.

Yo, I'm gonna go into

another record room.

Hi, pigeon!

- Don't touch, buddy.

- Okay.

What's your aunt's name again?

Genevieve... Genevieve Martin.

Buddy?

See what I meant?

See what I'm talking about,

hands full? I'm gonna find him.

Scotty?

Scott, don't play right now.

Scotty, come on.

Scott? Scotty?

( DOOR CLOSES )

( ELECTRICITY BUZZING )

( INDISTINCT CHATTER )

( PHONE RINGING )

Scott, can you hear me?

Please come in.

( ELEVATOR CLANKING )

Supply closet.

Gotcha, b*tch.

Yo, I found record room two.

( WATCH TICKING )

( LOUD TICKING )

(NURSE OVER SPEAKER)

Dr. White, telephone.

Get down!

Stop!

( DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING )

Whole lot of sh*t to go through.

Hey, Dell, you got the time?

Hey, yo, f*** you!

( TICKING )

( EERIE MUSIC PLAYING )

Scotty!

( MUSIC CONTINUES )

( SOFT MUSIC PLAYING )

It's okay.

(JACOB OVER RADIO)

Pia, any luck with Scott?

No, I'm still looking.

Yeah, well, really could use

some help up here.

Yeah, I'm... I'm coming now.

( BABY CRYING )

Agh!

It's okay... you're okay.

( TICKING )

Scotty?

( EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES )

( SCREAMING )

( SCREAMING )

What they fail to realize is,

is that we need

to confront our fears.

Conquer them, not coddle them.

( SCREAMING )

( RATS SQUEAKING )

( SCREAMING )

( SCREAMING )

( SCREAMING )

- Go ahead.

- No, no!

( ELECTRICITY CRACKLING )

( MUFFLED SCREAMING )

That's me.

That's me.

Agh!

( DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING )

What the hell...

What's happening? Who are you?

What's happening?

Hello?

Jesus, Greiss is one

sadistic motherf***er.

Any luck?

( SIGHS )

Not really. Found the M's.

Find Scott?

No, I can't find him.

I'm starting to worry.

He's probably having a ball.

Right?

Yeah.

Look, I just found the M's,

so... I'm really close.

Shouldn't be too long.

I can help you.

Catherine...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I got it,

I got it! Yes!

What?

Genevieve Martin! Yes!

Dell, Scotty, we found it.

Fantastic!

( THUNDER CRASHING )

( ELECTRICITY CRACKLING )

Died here.

Hold on.

So she died May 5th.

Yeah, that was 30 years ago to the day.

Wow.

Doesn't say... doesn't say

how she died?

Yeah, well...

Round up the troops

and go celebrate, huh?

Hey... I couldn't have done this

without you and Scott.

We'll find him.

( WATCH TICKING )

My watch... what the hell?

What the f***?

Agh!

Oh sh*t. What do we have here?

Gotta love Codeine.

F***in' sh*t, man.

Y'all must be stoked.

Where's Scott?

We got it!

Is it hot in here?

Let's get the f*** out of here.

Scotty, we got what we need,

please respond.

Will one of you guys try him

because he's just

not listening to me.

Yeah, I got him.

Yo, Scott, get your crazy

ass here, man, we found it.

Hey...

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm good, I'm good.

Are you sure? You look a little crazy.

Put that bag down.

You put the f***ing bag down.

Shut the f*** up.

Brother, hey, look at me.

No one's there. No one's there.

You're telling me you don't see him?

He keeps telling me to put the bag down.

Hey, hey, brother, no one's there.

Look at me, it's just us!

No, you see him, he's right

behind you, keep looking at me.

Relax.

Dude, you keep looking

at me like that, dude.

Dell, we've all been seeing

crazy things, it's not real.

We got the certificate,

we got the money.

Snap out of it, we got the certificate.

Stop f***ing looking at me!

- Whoa, what the f***, man!

- Dell, stop it!

- Hey, put the gun down!

- Jacob, do something!

Dell? Look at me, look at me.

What happened to your hand, man?

What about it?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, look at me, it's okay.

Yeah, yeah, it's Jacob, it's just me.

- Why's my hand bleeding.

- Just relax, it's okay.

You did this?

I did not do anything. It's just us.

Look at me, trust me.

It's just... look at me, it's

just me, it's Jacob.

- Okay.

- All right?

Jacob, watch out he's right...

( GUNSHOT )

Dell! Jacob, do something!

Dell! Dell!

- Dell!

- Hey, Dell!

Wait, where are we?

Get away from me!

No, those are my glasses, I need those.

No, not my cross!

Oh, no, my glasses!

Gentlemen, prepare for a transorbital.

No, I don't want a transorbital.

Get off me! Get away from me!

Nurse, neutroplast.

Get away from me! No!

This is a mistake!

No mistake. Strap him down, please.

( SCREAMING AND CRYING )

- Dell!

- Scott?

Scott?

( WHIMPERING )

Anesthesia, Doctor?

Not necessary.

If you don't remember pain,

then you never really felt it.

Just calm down. In a few

minutes, you'll be a new man,

and you won't remember a thing.

( DRAMATIC MUSIC FADES UP )

Dr. Jones, hold that eyelid open.

( WHIMPERING )

Hammer.

( SCREAMING )

- ( SCREAMING )

- Scotty!

[PIA] Scotty!

[JACOB] Scott?

Sh*t.

No, no, no! Scotty!

- Go, go.

- You lead the way out.

( GUN SHOT )

( GAS HISSING )

Agh! Agh!

Open the door!

Agh! Agh!

( DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES )

( GUN CLICKS )

Agh! Open the door!

( RUMBLING )

( GURGLING )

Go down.

Scotty!

Okay, he should be down here.

What did you say you were seeing?

A little girl. She was trying

to show me a box or something.

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