Ghost of Goodnight Lane Page #4

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to the ground and start over fresh.

You give a girl a couple Uzis, and

suddenly they cop an attitude.

Ooh!

Oh, man.

Somebody's gotta

clean this up, Ben.

Come on.

Kirk to reception.

Ben, get in here.

Alan?

I told her.

Everything?

I don't know everything, do I?

I don't know.

Do you?

- Do you?

- I don't know.

Okay, how could you

keep this from us?

Because I don't know

anything, do I?

Okay, um...

Look, we've had a

lot of weird stuff

happening here, all right?

Fair enough.

But nothing big.

I mean, certainly

not since Ron died,

and when he did,

I thought I'd lose you.

Oh, you already have.

Yeah, I'm out.

Fair enough.

Hey...

I got that number you asked for.

I don't know if we'll get her,

but that's the only listing I

could find for a Thelma Perkins.

Well, she may be off her rocker, but she

was the last person who lived here.

I wanna know everything

about this Thelma Perkins.

I wanna know her habits.

I wanna know what she eats.

I wanna know who she sees at night.

Well, I-I know she had a daughter

- that was kidnapped.

- Good.

She was, uh, a teenager

when it happened,

but I-I don't know

much beyond that.

Well, I suggest we give her a call, and

if she's not napping, we find out.

We all need to be a little

more careful around here,

- don't you think?

- Yes, I do, Amin Johnson,

which is why we should

stick together.

We should keep an eye on

the actors, which means,

we get this stuff shot,

we get them out of here.

Ben, do you have that, that

hard drive I gave you?

Gave it to Alan.

Did you look at it?

Absolutely not.

Right, okay, well it's from

the night that Ron died.

You know, I think the camera on his desk

must've been rolling while he was working.

It's... It's really weird.

I-I think we should check it out.

Weird, good.

No?

Yeah, sure, why not?

All right, good.

Hmm.

Whoo, geez.

- Wow.

- You guys want a shot?

- Yes!

- No whiskey for me, thanks.

I have tequila, too.

- Oh, okay.

- Tequila me.

I'll have a little tequila.

Something to calm my nerves.

Ooh, that's a big shot.

You know, I almost died

today, by the way.

Big light.

Nico, no one, no one cares.

- I do.

- Thank you.

This place kinda creeps

me out, so this'll help.

Yeah, I know.

Cheers.

Ooh.

Really?

Really, Nico?

- Cheers.

- God.

Who was that?

I don't know.

Roll it back.

Let's see if we can find out.

Okay, I-I-I definitely

didn't see that before.

Was that CGI?

'Cause I did not approve that.

No, dude, that was real.

What the f***?

No chase!

- Cheers!

- Cheers.

Oh...

Well...

- I'm gonna go freshen up.

- 'Kay.

- Thanks for the shot.

- Yeah.

Wait a minute, did you hear that?

That sound in the background.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I mean, you think you can

enhance the original

media so we can hear

that more clearly?

Yeah, maybe.

Well, you use that blinding

speed and enthusiasm,

go find out what the hell that is.

I'm gonna go find Laurel...

and the others,

and we meet up right back

here in about 30 minutes.

Then, we all walk out

of here together.

Even you.

Got it?

Great.

Get out, get out, Get out!

Get out, get out!

So, you ever been to a high school

marching band competition?

Change of plans.

Where's Micah?

Having a cigarette and probably...

- No.

- Oh, God.

Guys.

All right, well, find her and

what's left of her drugs

and bring her down to

edit room A, okay?

We're getting out of here.

I just wanna talk to everyone first.

Okay, I have stuff up

there, should I grab it?

All right, fine.

Johnny, you go with her,

but bring them both

down right away.

I'm gonna go find Lauren.

I'll see ya in a minute.

- Laurel!

- F***!

- This is Thelma...

- It's an answering machine.

Do people still even use those?

Just leave a message.

Uh, hi,

Mrs. Perkins, this is

Ben from Media World.

You were at our

studio earlier today.

There's been some... strange things

that have happened

since you were here.

Uh, our number is 555-215-1212.

Hopefully she calls back.

Yeah, we just wait.

Yes!

Mm, I like it when you

do it like that, baby.

Baby, you are a bad,

bad, naughty girl.

Hey, Michelle!

How come you don't send

girly out to work?

She's so pretty.

Because she's new, and she

is my song, and she is mine!

And because she's your favorite?

I thought I was your favorite.

God doesn't have favorites.

We are what it is.

One.

You dig?

Besides...

I'm saving her for another

purpose yet to come.

Does he know?

No, I don't think so.

You have to get out of here.

I don't get it.

You have to go.

This is no place for a baby.

Please pick up, please pick up.

- Hello?

- Mom?

Jeanie, is that you?

I wanna come home.

Jeanie, where are you?

Oh, God.

Uh, Media World Studios,

- how may I help you?

- This is Thelma.

Thelma, thank you so much

for calling us back.

There are things you need to know.

I gotta know...

do you like her?

I wonder what would turn you

on more, me liking her...

or me liking you.

Both... neither.

How about...

neither.

Lauren...

Nico?

Lauren, listen to me.

I want you to get your stuff, okay?

You're gonna have to trust me,

but we gotta leave now, okay?

Okay.

All right, good.

That's fine with me.

This place sucks!

Help me.

Nico!

I'm getting the hell out of here!

- What the f*** is going on?

- I don't know, let go.

- No, I'm try...

- Get me the f*** out of here!

The door's not locked,

but it's not opening!

- Oh, why isn't it opening?

- I don't know why.

So, Jeanie came home

to have the kid?

Well, Thelma said she

told her not to.

She said that they would

all pay in the end.

Jesus... How much emotional damage

can one person go through?

Apparently, a lot.

Thelma swears that the little girl

made Jeanie kill herself.

Yeah, she said she was evil.

Why isn't it opening?

I don't know why it is not opening!

We just, we just

gotta stay together!

F*** that!

Let me get my phone.

You think?

Hold on a minute.

What the f*** are you doing?

What?

It's a new app.

Why don't you call someone

and get some help?

Call whom and tell

them what exactly?

That someone was attacked

in my f***ing building!

Be quiet, would you. Shush!

I don't know how to explain

what the hell happened back there.

S-Studios...

Oh, sh*t!

Oh!

Ohhh!

I'm afraid.

I'm not afraid because I,

I know you've been here.

I just wanted to meet

ya, and here you are.

Okay, so, listen.

Just, please, just stop

hurting my people.

Okay?

Don't kill my actors.

Or, at least, not my dancers.

Come on... ugh!

I never negotiated with

a f***in' ghost before.

Yeah, well, I'm not gonna be

able to get that swastika

Yeah, well, neither

will Micah, apparently.

What now?

That's what we need to be focused on.

Chloe is freaked out.

Micah is dead,

and Nico is, well, from

the sound of it...

Guys, there's something even

more strange going on here.

Thelma called, and...

and we got disconnected,

but before we did,

she said that other

people have died here.

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