Haunted Echoes Page #7
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- 2008
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GUY:
Yeah, that sure is costinga pretty penny.
LAURA:
Yeah, but it's worth it.JASON:
It's crazy.LAURA:
Kimberly saidthat he'd do it again,
and you know he had
to have left a trail.
But what if he hasn't?
Well, then, we'll kill him.
Have you lost your mind
completely?
You can't run around
saying things like that.
What, do you want to go to jail?
If that's what it takes.
We don't even know
if this is the guy yet.
No, we know.
We may not have any proof yet
but deep down,
both of us know he's the one.
And like Claire said,
we may never get any proof.
And what are we supposed to do,
just stand back and let him hurt
other innocent children?
Of course not.
So how are we supposed
to stop him unless we kill him?
-It's not gonna come to that.
-How do you know?
Well, it might,
but you can't run around shooting
You gotta be smarter than that.
You gotta be as smart as he is.
What makes you think
he's so smart?
He got away with it, didn't he?
[Phone rings]
FEMALE VOICE:
Kenneth.[Phone rings]
LAURA:
Yes?I know who this is.
Why aren't you speaking?
I know who this is, too.
It's Mrs. Dykstra, right?
That was you on the line before,
wasn't it?
LAURA:
I don't knowwhat you're talking about.
Mrs. Dykstra, someone has been
calling me at all hours of the night,
and obviously,
if I call back this number
and you pick up the line--
It wasn't me.
Well, who was it then?
Who do you think it is?
I think it's you, Mrs. Dykstra.
I think for some reason
you have it in your head
that I had something to do
with Kimberly's death,
and now you're playing
some kind of game with me,
and I would really like to know why.
Look, I really can't talk right now.
And my husband needs
to use the phone.
Oh, is your husband there right now?
Why?
to speak with him
and maybe he can tell me
what you're refusing to.
Mrs. Dykstra.
Mrs. Dykstra!
I'm sorry, l...
[Scratching]
[Door bell]
Claire.
Does Jason still have
that handgun?
Laura!
No, l, I'm serious,
he, he, called me last night.
He asks me if I'm alone,
and I am alone, you know?
It's just for protection.
I swear.
Can I borrow it?
You know he knows where I live.
Please?
Is she okay?
CLAIRE:
She's fine.She just had a bad night.
She's not gonna move back
in here again, is she?
CLAIRE:
No, she's okay.Are you gonna take a shower?
Why, you think I need one?
Uh, yeah.
Thanks a lot.
Laura, please, don't do anything
that you might regret.
MALE:
He's never even gottenso much as a speeding ticket.
And I did check on missing kids
dating back to 15 years ago,
and his name never comes up
as a suspect on a single one of 'em.
Great.
And I'm not finished yet.
I said he wasn't a suspect,
but he was questioned
along with his mother
when his stepsister disappeared
almost 10 years ago.
Stepsister?
Yeah. Apparently, uh,
his old man bought the farm
when Monk was just a kid,
and then his mother married
this guy named Ralph Gitchell.
Now, um, he's got a record.
He's arrested twice
for slappin' the old lady around,
and it looks like
he slapped Monk around, too.
Anyway, he had this daughter
named, um...
...Elena,
who was livin' with them
and kept on stayin' there
even after Gitchell died.
It appears that, um,
Elena had some troubles of her own
because Mrs. Gitchell had her
sent away to a reformatory.
Um, I don't know why,
all the records are sealed,
but, um, she ran away from
the home, oh, about 10 years ago
and has been missing ever since.
And Monk was questioned about it.
Yeah. The old lady, too.
They didn't have anything
on either one of 'em,
so that's as far as it went.
But get this.
At the time, Monk was teaching at,
uh, Hepplewhite Elementary, right?
Well, almost as soon
as Elena vanishes,
he quits his job
in the middle of the school year
and moves off to Michigan.
And that's where he stayed
until just about a year ago.
Did you check the records
in Michigan?
Yep. But nothing comes up.
So, I talked to his principal,
and she says he's the greatest
teacher that they ever had,
and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
but, you know,
that's what people often say
about, um, pedophiles.
They tend to work around kids.
They almost always work harder
than everybody else
so as not arouse suspicion,
and, uh, they almost always
start early,
and there's almost always
incest involved.
So you think maybe... maybe
his stepsister was his first victim?
In more ways than one.
LAURA:
Oh, God.MONK:
Okay,I'm gonna dispose of this.
I don't want anyone else to read it.
But I don't want you
passing notes, okay?
This is, like, this is a class.
We learn in class, okay?
So, remember that for next time.
See you at the recital.
Don't be late.
Go play.
What's wrong with you?
You've been acting strange
ever since I got back.
Something wrong at home?
No.
Well, I wish you'd tell me what it is
because from that look on your face,
it can't be good.
Do you promise
you won't laugh at me?
Of course not.
I got attacked by a ghost.
You said you wouldn't laugh.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Okay, I'm sorry.
It's just, really, there's,
there's no such thing as ghosts.
Yeah, there is, too.
No one believes me.
But this ghost, all of a sudden,
it just attacked me
for no reason at all.
Okay.
And, um, where did this happen?
Mrs. Dykstra's house.
And what were you doing there?
Yes, I remember Elena.
Oh, she was a complete nightmare.
But you know,
I always felt sorry for her having
Ralph Gitchell for a father.
You could see exactly
where she got it from.
Well, Ralph Gitchell didn't go
around dressed like a slut, did he?
She was already a slut
in the sixth grade.
And she stole from me.
Remember that down jacket
I had when I was 11?
Yeah, she stole it
and sold it for drugs.
Oh, Julie, please.
Children that age don't do drugs.
[Sighs]
You are so nave.
So, do you know
what happened to her?
I hope you don't mind me asking,
but we were just curious
about the history of the house.
EVELYN:
Well,it was the strangest thing.
She kept on running away and
getting into trouble with the police.
This was after Ralph died.
Then Mrs. Gitchell, the poor thing,
wanted her real mother
to take her back,
but she refused to do it.
Smart.
No, she just didn't have
a lot of money.
Mexican, you know.
Then, finally, Mrs. Gitchell
had her declared incorrigible
and sent her to reform school,
and then she ran away from there,
and nobody ever heard
from her again.
Probably killed turning a trick.
Oh, Julie, please,
she was just a child.
So, you mentioned before that you
thought Kenneth was a pervert.
I mean, I don't know,
that's what you called him, right?
Do you think he was a molester?
I think it's very possible.
EVELYN:
That's not true.If anyone was molesting her,
it was Ralph Gitchell,
but not Kenneth.
He wouldn't hurt a fly.
If it was human
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