Haunting Of Winchester House Page #2

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Sure.

Now then, let's see....

Jamie will be our Alicia,|a mysterious club singer.

-Sally will be playing Caroline.|-Congratulations.

And Landon will read Tommy Thornton.

No. No. See, I didn't plan|on acting or anything.

When did you know, Tommy?

lKnow what?

That we were in love.

Love?

Baby, you don't want to fall|in love with a guy like me.

It's too late. I'm crazy about you.

I'm breathing it, drinking it all in.|Aren't you?

I don't know what I'm drinking,|dollface, but if this is love...

...pour me another glass.

Are you trying to be bad at this?

No, just comes naturally.

All right, everybody,|let's go to the end.

Don't even pretend you won't be great.

-Okay. I'll see you tomorrow.|-All right. See you.

Bye.

-So would it kill you to try?|-Yep, and I'm too young to die.

You don't care about classes,|but you like school...

...because you're popular|and you'll never be on top again.

-That's thoroughly predictable.|-Your act only works on an audience.

Feeling Christian?

Seat belt?

-I forfeit.|-Thank you.

Forty-two.

What do you mean, forty-two?

Forty-two is befriend somebody|I don't like.

It's a to-do list I have for my life.

Like getting a new personality?

Join the Peace Corps,|make a medical discovery.

Ambitious.

Be in two places at once,|get a tattoo.

What's number one?

I'd tell you,|but then I'd have to kill you.

I've come...

...to see if you're ready.

Take a good look. The only thing|I'm ready for is a dirt nap.

Ready to look into your heart,|Tom Thornton.

Your words have been heard,|and not just by me.

When you walked into....

Sh*t. When you walked into my club,|that wasn't just a coincidence.

Nothing's coincidence, baby.

You know you're the only one|who can make me sing.

Yeah, Miss Garber!|You'll put Eric in all your plays!

Eric, I'll put you in all my plays!

Come on. Do you know I got|three weeks to memorize all this?

You couldn't pull this off|in three months! De Niro couldn't!

I didn't write it, okay?

But you're gonna make a jackass|of yourself in front of everyone.

Look, I don't have a choice,|so would you help me out, please?

I'm just busting on you.

I'll be there opening night,|front row. And you can count on it.

With tomatoes.

Thanks, man.

Landon? Boys, can you help|with these groceries?

-Yeah.|-No problem.

Jamie.

What do you want?

I've known you for years. You've|never been the first to say hello.

I need help with my lines.

-Landon Carter's asking me for help?|-Yeah.

Okay, I'll pray for you.

Jamie, look--

You've obviously never asked anybody|for help before, right?

A request like yours requires|flattery and groveling.

It can't be about you.|It has to be for the common good.

It is for the common good.|Eddie Zimmerhoff deserves the best.

-Please?|-Okay. One condition, though.

What's that?

You have to promise|you won't fall in love with me.

-That's not a problem.|-Okay. I'll see you today after school.

Landon Carter is coming here?

He's dangerous, careless,|the worst kind of bully.

Daddy, what about forgiveness?

I thought we had discussed|that I would decide...

...how I wanted to spend|my time and my life.

It's him I don't trust, not you.

You gonna keep me out here|all afternoon?

Come on in.

My script is in my room. I'll be|right down. Make yourself at home.

Oh, yeah.

It's not likely.

That is one scary-looking--

-Jesus!|-No, Jamie's father.

Hello, Mr. Carter. I understand|you're the lead in the play.

Congratulations.

Thanks for letting me|come over and run lines.

I didn't let you.

It's a school night. Let's get|one thing straight, Mr. Carter.

You think that, on Sundays,|I don't see you from where I stand.

But I see you.

I'll be in my office, just here.

Ready?

Yeah, let's go.

-Landon! Where have you been?|-Nowhere.

-Hey, come here.|-What's up?

-Are we cool?|-Yeah, sure.

What the hell?

-What are you doing here?|-I should ask you the same.

Do you normally walk alone|in a cemetery at night?

Maybe.

Where you going?

Come and see.

Okay. What is that?

This is my telescope.|I built it when I was 12.

Take a look.

Saturn. Very cool.

I'm planning on building a larger one|so I can see the comet Hyakutake.

It comes this spring.|Nobody knows when it'll be back.

Nature's miracles. I get it.

-Get what?|-That you're into all this stuff.

This stuff?

I have my beliefs.|I have faith, but don't you?

No. There's too much bad sh*t|in this world.

Without suffering,|there's no compassion.

Tell that to those who suffer.

This is what I love about early|spring. Where those legs been hiding?

-She's trashy.|-Well, if it isn't the Virgin Mary.

Here comes your leading lady.

Hey, Carter.|So I'll see you after school?

ln your dreams.

Hi. Where's your sweater?

Let's get out of here.

What's up, dude?

Come on, Jamie.|Open the door, please!

What do you want?

-You're not in a good mood.|-You don't miss a thing.

Listen, I was hoping|we could run lines together.

Okay, but just not|so anybody knows, right?

I just figured we could surprise|everyone with how good I get.

We could be secret friends.

Exactly! It's like|you're reading my mind.

Great. Maybe you could read mine?

Jamie, I can't just be your friend.

Landon, I thought I saw something|in you. Something good.

But I was very wrong.

Damn it!

Sorry. Sorry.

You know the answer?

Come on, man, I know you know.

Okay. It's you, me and the basket.

We form the three corners|of a triangle.

Take a step towards the basket.

Am I at the same angle to you|and the basket as before?

-Yeah.|-Are you?

-Yeah.|-So, what did we just make?

-A similar triangle?|-Yes. Okay, make me an isosceles.

You got it, two sides the same.

Okay, enough of this. Let's play.

I came to say I'm sorry.

Well, you did. Feel better?

No. I feel like sh*t.

You know what? I actually thought|I wanted to be your friend.

And now I have no idea why. No idea.

I made that jump once.

I thought I was a badass.

I remember actually saying|that I meant to belly flop.

Did it hurt?

Like hell.

Good.

So I guess I'll see|you at school then.

-Pour me a drink, Joey.|-You promised me, Tommy.

No more of your no-goodnik schemes.

You promised me we'd go to Paris.

I won't sit on my keister|and watch the fat cats get rich.

Trust me. This is a sure thing.

That's it! We are through!

Go ahead and run your booze,|you big dope!

And I hope you drown in it!

So you must be the new girl|he's hired.

The singer?

You want some free advice|about this one? Stay far away.

He's nothing but trouble|in cheap spats.

Look, I ain't blaming you.

I ain't asking for forgiveness,|either.

I just did what I had to.

When you walked out of the rain|and into my club...

...that wasn't just coincidence,|was it?

Nothing's coincidence.

Your face.... You look so familiar.

Like this dame I knew once,|only it wasn't real, it was a dream.

Tell me about this dream girl.

Well, I don't remember.

All I know...

...is you're beautiful.

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