Haunted Echoes Page #3
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- 2008
- 93 min
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GUY:
Oh, well, now, come on, now.You're not gonna say
that that was writing, honey.
That was, that was just,
it was a couple of strokes
left by a paintbrush.
You left them there yourself
without realizing it.
You don't believe that.
GUY:
I do.I did not make this up, Guy.
Wait a minute. What a--?
What are you guys talking about?
Come on, I'll show you. Come on.
JASON:
Now?You're gonna go now?
-LAURA:
It's right here.-GUY:
We're eating.CLAIRE:
One second.GUY:
You know, Jason--LAURA:
Come here.CLAIRE:
I want to see this.-GUY:
Don't wait. This is ridiculous.-CLAIRE:
What are you talking about?LAURA:
It's weird, Claire.CLAIRE:
Yeah.See right there?
You can just make it out.
Do you see it?
CLAIRE:
Yeah.I turned my back for just a second,
and there it was.
And something else was painted
upstairs on the upstairs window,
and I'm telling you right now,
I did not put it there, I'm not crazy.
Nobody said you were.
LAURA:
So, how do you think it went?
Pretty good.
LAURA:
Oh, I think it wasI think it went great.
KIMBERLY:
You think so?Maybe I should be a singer.
GUY:
Great. I thought you saidyou were gonna be a doctor.
KIMBERLY:
Maybe I can do both.I'll go around and be a doctor,
and when people are sick,
I'll sing and make them feel
all better.
GUY:
You think it's that simple, huh?
KIMBERLY:
Naturally.[Laughing]
[Phone rings]
Hello?
MALE:
Hello, uh, uh, listen.It's, it's after midnight, okay?
Uh, I have to work tomorrow,
so let's, let's just stop this, okay?
Let's just cut this out.
LAURA:
Who is it?It's a wrong number,
that's what it was.
Jesus Christ, look at me.
The phone rings,
I'm jumpin' out of my skin.
I hope you're happy.
You and all your spook talk,
and you're sister, too.
You're drunk.
Yeah?
LAURA:
Yeah.Well, you've been drunk a lot, too,
you know.
Hey, you know how many times
I come home last two months
I find you passed out?
How many times you ever come
home and find me passed out?
None. That's how many.
LAURA:
I can't talk to youwhen you're like this.
GUY:
Talk?When do you ever want to talk?
You've been shutting me out
ever since it happened.
The other night, that was
the first time we've made love
since I can't remember when.
You honestly believe that you're
the only one who's suffering?
I know.
I make one mistake,
I put the goddamn dog out,
and I gotta pay for it
for the rest of my life!
You were the one that heard him,
why didn't you go down
and let him in?
Because I didn't want
to make you mad.
You just flipped out
about your lousy shoes,
and I didn't want to hear it again.
Hey! I told you
when we got that dog
that I wanted him to stay outside,
but you let Kimberly
spoil him so bad,
anybody put him in the yard.
He was barking in the yard
because Dennis Law
Now, that's, that's why
you got rid of him.
You blame him when all he
was trying to do was to warn us.
It was an accident, Laura.
You want to know
what happened to the dog?
I backed over him, okay?
He's dead!
I'm sorry, he'd, uh...
Oh, Jesus, man.
He'd gotten out, and, uh,
I was late for work and l, I just...
I missed him, that's all.
He was just sitting
in the driveway and...
...you know he never had
No.
So why didn't you tell me?
Why'd you lie to me if you--?
Because I know that you'd say
I did it on purpose,
but I swear to God I didn't.
I would have replaced him if I could,
and we still can.
We can go tomorrow
and get a new dog if you want.
Oh, sure, Guy,
let's, let's replace the dog,
and while we're at it
we'll just replace Kimberly, too.
We can go make some love,
that'll make you happy.
GUY:
Laura.-LAURA:
Shut up!-GUY:
Laura!GUY:
So, what happened here?Fight. Cut out...
and broke my finger pretty good.
GUY:
It's not broken, it's dislocated.Want to see the X-ray?
You don't remember me, do you?
It's me, Ben.
Oh, yeah, right.
Take this down to the lab for me.
I'm sorry, l, uh, I only saw you
that one time at the arraignment.
I wanted to walk over
and say something,
but I felt kinda weird, you know,
me being friends with Dennis and all.
Yeah, well, uh,
I know.
He didn't do it.
I mean, when we found her,
he was so upset,
you know, crying and sh*t.
I just, I don't think he would act
like that if he had done it at all.
Guilt will make you do funny things.
Yeah, but I really don't think
he did it.
I mean, I know the police says
he fooled around with little girls
and stuff,
but he was just a kid himself
when he did that, you know?
Look, he did it, okay?
There was all kinds of evidence
linking him to Kimberly.
Yeah, but I think the police
planted that stuff.
I mean, kinda like O.J., you know?
Everybody was freaking out,
so they wanted to grab somebody
right away,
and, you know,
Dennis looked kind of weird so...
Dennis was weird. Let's just
have a look at your finger.
I don't think he killed himself,
either.
I think the police went in there
and hung him themselves.
You know, Ben, let's just change
the subject. All right?
Now, we're gonna have to pop
this back into joint,
and it might hurt a little.
You know, the way I figure it,
they knew he was gonna get away
because they didn't have anything
on him, you know,
but they could never let that happen,
so they strung him, I mean--
[Screams]
Laura.
GUY:
Can I help you?Oh, you're Guy, right?
I'm Neil Solomon. I live--
GUY:
Yeah, I know who you are.You're the one who filled
Laura's head with all ghost B.S.
Well, not exactly, l, I just told--
GUY:
I know what you told her.You got a big mouth, you know that?
And if Laura was still here, I'd tell
her not to speak to you anymore.
Oh, she, she's not here?
We're separated.
Your work here is done, okay?
You can go home now.
[Groaning]
FEMALE VOICE:
I'll do whatever you want me to.
Laura?
Laura?
KIMBERLY:
[Singing "Greensleeves"]
Laura?
CHILDREN:
[Singing "Greensleeves"]
GUY:
Kimberly?[Grunts]
She doesn't want to see you.
LAURA:
Who is it?You were right.
CLAIRE:
The letters, M.O.N.JASON:
Send money.CLAIRE:
Oh, Jason.JASON:
Are you surethat's what the letters were?
GUY:
Well, it's what they looked like,I didn't exactly stick around --
Oh, uh, hi, uh, Miss Goldstein,
it's Guy Dykstra,
you sold us the house on Kilkeya
a few weeks back.
No, yeah,
we're very happy there, um,
but I was wondering, uh, do you know
how to contact the former owner?
I'd like to return to her.
You related to Miss Gitchell?
You related or just friends?
Uh, we're friends,
but we haven't seen her for a while.
Well, you'd best prepare yourself.
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