Ghost Story Page #3

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OPEN THIS DOOR THIS INSTANT.

DO YOU HEAR ME ?

DON'T STOP.

DON'T STOP. DON'T STOP.

DON'T STOP.

YOU'RE NOT WEARING--

UM--

WHERE'D YOU LEAVE 'EM ?

DID YOU LEAVE--

YOU FOLKS LIKE TO ORDER NOW ?

- COME ON, TELL ME. I'VE TOLD

YOU EVERYTHING ABOUT ME.

NO SECRETS.

ALL RIGHT.

NO.

THERE'S NO ONE ELSE

IN YOUR LIFE ?

JUST YOU.

WELL. BU THERE WAS SOMEONE.

- LONG TIME AGO.

- YOU WERE IN LOVE

WITH HIM ?

IT WASN'T ANYTHING

LIKE YOU'RE THINKING.

JUST--

JUST TELL ME THAT--

TELL ME THA IT DOESN'T, UH--

- HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU ?

- IT WASN'T A GREAT LOVE.

- NO.

- GOOD.

BECAUSE I'M GOING TO BE,

AND I DON'T WANT THERE

TO BE ANYONE ELSE.

JUST ME.

NOW LET ME TELL YOU

WHERE I'M GONNA TAKE YOU

NEXT WEEKEND.

YOU HAVEN'T DONE ANY WORK

IN WEEKS.

- I DON'T CARE.

- I'M A BAD INFLUENCE.

YES, YOU ARE BAD.

WHAT IS IT, ALMA ?

WATER.

LET'S, UH...

ELOPE.

WE COULD, UH...

GO TO THE GREEK ISLANDS.

CRETE.

DON, I'D LOVE THAT.

- BUT--

- BUT WHAT ?

I'D RATHER GO TO MILBURN.

NO. NOT MILBURN.

YOU'RE KIDDING, RIGHT ?

DON'T YOU WAN TO SHOW ME OFF

TO YOUR HOMETOWN ?

I WANT TO MEE YOUR FAMILY.

WELL, MY MOTHER DIED

A LONG TIME AGO.

BUT YOUR FATHER,

HE'S STILL ALIVE.

AH, MY FATHER AND I DON' GET ALONG ALL THAT WELL.

SURELY THIS IS DIFFERENT.

THIS IS OUR WEDDING.

WHAT'S YOUR BROTHER LIKE ?

HE'S MORE LIKE MY FATHER,

I GUESS.

SUCCESSFUL. AMBITIOUS.

MORE OF A HUNTER.

YOU DON'T REALLY

WANT TO GET MARRIED

IN MILBURN, DO YOU ?

I WANT TO GET MARRIED

IN THE TOWN WHERE YOU

GREW UP.

THE SAME CHURCH.

I WANT TO WALK:

DOWN THE AISLE...

IN MY WHITE DRESS

AND VEIL,

AND I WANT EVERYONE

TO BE THERE.

YOUR FATHER,

HIS FRIENDS,

THE WHOLE TOWN.

ALL OF MILBURN.

I WILL TAKE YOU PLACES...

WHERE YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN.

I WILL SHOW YOU THINGS

THAT YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN.

ALMA ?

AND I WILL SEE THE LIFE

RUN OUT OF YOU.

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT ?

ALMA ?

DO YOU REMEMBER ?

THE FIRST NIGH YOU WERE HERE.

IT WAS RAINING THEN.

WHAT IS IT ?

LET'S TALK TOMORROW.

NOW.

I DON'T WANT TO GE MARRIED FOR A WHILE.

WHEN ?

I DON'T KNOW.

MAYBE NOT AT ALL.

YOU HAVE TO.

I'M SORRY.

YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING !

NO.

ALMA.

ALMA !

ALMA, LISTEN--

CAN I HELP YOU,

MR. WANDERLEY ?

WHERE IS SHE ?

MISS MOBLEY DID NOT TURN UP

FOR WORK THIS MORNING,

NOR DID SHE PHONE...

TO SAY THA SHE WOULD BE ABSENT.

THE DEAN IS MOST UPSET.

YOU'RE LAX. YOU'RE LAZY.

YOU'RE SLIPSHOD.

YOU DISAPPEAR FOR DAYS

ON END WITHOUT SAYING

A WORD TO ANYONE.

DISAPPOINTED ?

I THOUGHT YOU:

MADE A GOOD START.

ALMA ?

WAIT. THAT'S

THE KIDS THERE ?

RIGHT.

WHO IS IT ?

YOUR BROTHER ON 32.

OKAY.

HI, DONNIE.

AH, DAVID.

I BEEN THINKIN' ABOUT YOU.

I'M GLAD YOU CALLED.

UH, DAVE,

I GOTTA TALK TO YOU.

YEAH. I GOTTA TALK TO YOU.

I GOT SOME AMAZING NEWS.

WHAT ? ROBERT REDFORD

BOUGHT YOUR LIFE STORY ?

NO, I'M SERIOUS.

UM, I JUST DON'T KNOW

HOW TO TELL YOU.

ALL RIGHT. WELL,

TRY STARTING AT THE TOP.

OKAY. UM,

ABOUT A MONTH AGO,

I WAS UP ON COLUMBUS AVENUE

ON BUSINESS,

AND, UH, SOMEBODY

CALLED OUT YOUR NAME.

UH-HUH.

I TURNED AROUND,

AND THERE'S THIS

GREAT-LOOKING GIRL.

SHE THINKS I'M YOU, RIGHT ?

WELL, I HOPE YOU

GOT AROUND TO TELLIN' HER.

YES. I GOT AROUND

TO TELLIN' HER.

WHAT'S HER NAME, DAVE ?

DONNIE.

UH, SHE IS NOT THE PERSON

THAT YOU THINK SHE IS.

SH*T.

SHE'S WORRIED YOU HAVE

THE WRONG IDEA ABOUT HER.

EVERYTHING ABOUT HER

IS WRONG.

GET AWAY FROM HER, DAVE.

SHE'S DANGEROUS.

I CAN UNDERSTAND

YOU BEING UPSET.

IF ALMA HAD WALKED OU ON ME TO MARRY YOU,

I'D SURE AS HELL RESENT YOU.

I DON'T RESENT ANYTHING.

OH, COME OFF IT.

IF YOU CAN'T ADMIT--

SHUT THE HELL UP

AND LISTEN TO ME, DAVE.

LOOK AT HER.

ALL RIGHT ?

SHE IS NOT REAL.

AND YOU KNOW, LIKE,

WHEN YOU TOUCH HER ?

SHE'S COLD.

I DON'T THINK WE'RE TALKIN'

ABOUT THE SAME WOMAN.

WHEN THEY BROKE DOWN THE DOOR

TO DAVID'S APARTMENT,

NO ONE WAS THERE.

SHE HAD SIMPLY VANISHED.

THERE HAD NEVER BEEN

AN ALMA MOBLEY.

I CAN VOUCH FOR THEIR MERIT.

HAVANA.

WHAT ABOUT MY STORY ?

WELL, THAT WAS QUITE A TALE,

YOUNG MAN.

IT HAPPENED.

JUST THE WAY I TOLD YOU.

WHY IS SHE HERE ?

SHE MUST HAVE HEARD YOU.

I KNOW YOU'RE SCARED.

I'M SCARED TOO.

I'M LUCKY TO HAVE ESCAPED

WHATEVER SENT DAVID

OUT THAT WINDOW.

BUT I THINK...

IF WE HELP EACH OTHER--

SOUNDS LIKE KNUTE ROCKNE

BEFORE A BIG GAME,

DOESN'T HE, RICKY ?

THAT'S ALMA MOBLEY.

I DON'T BELIEVE YOU.

I KNEW THIS:

WAS GOING TO HAPPEN.

- COINCIDENCE.

- I DON'T THINK SO.

NEITHER DO I.

NO.

I'M AN OLD MAN

AND OFTEN I'M RUDE.

WE'LL ALL BE VERY GRATEFUL

FOR ANY HELP YOU CAN GIVE US.

I KNEW IT.

I JUST KNEW IT !

THE LAST TIME I SAW ALMA,

SHE WAS WEARING THIS.

WHERE'D YOU GET IT ?

A LITTLE PRESEN FROM GREGORY BATE.

- THISHADTO HAPPEN.

IT JUST HAD TO !

- THAT'S ENOUGH !

OH, NO. NO.

WE-- WE MUST TALK ABOUT IT.

PLEASE, LET ME TELL YOU

ABOUT MY NIGHTMARES.

NO !

- MILLY !

- OH, NO ! PLEASE.

LET'S NOT STOP !

OH, MY FRIENDS !

MY DEAR, DEAR FRIENDS.

- EASY, JOHN.

- PLEASE LET ME TALK

ABOUT IT ! PLEASE !

- GET OUT. ALL OF YOU.

ALL THIS TALK OF GRAVES

AND GHOULS. OUT !

- PLEASE LISTEN TO ME !

LISTEN TO ME ! PLEASE !

PLEASE ! LISTEN !

?? MY FACE ??

?? BIDST NOT FORGET ??

?? WHERE E'ER THOU ART ??

?? FORGET MY FACE ????

NO, I'M NOT GOING IN THERE.

NO, I'M NOT !

I'M NOT GOING IN THERE !

NO ! OH, YEAH, MAYBE.

NO, I'M NOT GOING IN !

NO ! NOO-OO !

IT'S JUST AS I TOLD YOU.

NO PULSE AT ALL.

NO PULSE AT ALL.

SHE'S DEAD.

LIKE I SAID.

JOHN !

- NO ! NO !

- NO !

- JOHN !

- CAN'T MOVE.

YOU'RE DEAD !

IT'S ME.

- I DON'T BELIEVE IT !

NO PULSE.

- MILLY. MILLY.

NO. NO ! NO.

I'LL BE DOWN

IN JUST A MINUTE, MISS.

MILLY ?

RISE AND SHINE NOW.

THERE.

IS IT LATE ?

OH.

YOU NEEDED THE REST.

COME ON, NOW.

I BROUGHT YOU:

A NICE CUP OF TEA,

THOUGH YOU HARDLY DESERVE I AFTER LAST NIGHT.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN ?

YOU KNOW VERY WELL.

- YOU ATTACKED ME !

- I WHAT ?

YOU STARED AT ME AS IF

YOU'D NEVER SEEN ME BEFORE.

OH, MILLY.

FORGIVE ME.

TOO MANY OF THOSE

DARN STORIES.

TOO MUCH OF THAT HIGH AND MIGHTY

MR. SEARS JAMES.

OH, DEAR GOD,

I'M TIRED.

TELL ME.

YOU CAN TRUST ME.

BAD DREAMS AGAIN.

YES.

IT'S ALL OVER.

DAYLIGHT NOW.

JOHN ?

I CAN'T REMEMBER.

"SHE MOVED."

YES, SHE MOVED.

WHO MOVED ?

SHE COULDN'T--

COULDN'T HAVE.

SHE--

THERE'S NO PULSE.

SHE'S DEAD.

FOR GOD'S SAKE, JOHN.

WHO ?

SHE WAS--

NO. IT'S J-J-JUS THE JIMJAMS.

NO. TELL ME.

NOW, GO ON, GO ON.

STOP FUSSING.

YOU'RE A STUBBORN OLD MULE,

JOHN JAFFREY.

BUT I LOVE YOU.

GO ON, DRINK YOUR TEA.

BOSSY.

OH, I ALMOST FORGOT.

THERE'S A PATIEN IN THE WAITING ROOM.

I DON'T SEE PATIENTS.

THAT'S WHAT I TOLD HER.

NOW DON'T WORRY

ABOUT A BLESSED THING.

I'M SORRY, BUT THE DOCTOR

ISN'T SEEING--

MILLY.

MILLY.

MILLY !

JOHN ? JOHN !

WHERE IS IT ?

HERE, SIT DOWN.

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE

WITH IT ?

LET ME LOOK.

I WAS IN HERE BEFORE

AND EVERYTHING WAS--

THAT WOMAN !

IT MUST HAVE BEEN THAT--

GALLI. SHE SAID HER NAME

WAS SOMETHING GALLI.

ODD SORT OF CLOTHES.

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