Home Movie Page #4

in the interest of full disclosure,

a bit of the past

when it comes to my husband.

David was,

as a child, abused.

Abused children,

as proven by Piaget,

are predisposed as adults

to abusing their own children.

All I know is there's

a lot I don't know

about my husband.

I know he drinks more than

he should, and when he...

Oh, this is specious.

Children have

overactive imaginations.

The man in the closet

is not real,

but the bite marks are.

Who's been biting

my children?

Ooh, you're pretty.

Ooh, you look upset.

Surprise!

Happy Valentine's day, hon!

- How was Philly?

- I'm taking the kids to my mother's.

- You're doing what?

- If you want to have

a normal conversation

like two normal adult people,

I'd be happy to do that

but I am not doing this.

Our kids are not normal.

We can't move

into the middle of nowhere,

raise them in this Norman Rockwell

world, expect everything...

- nothing's changed. It didn't work!

- What's your point?

My point is that there's

something bad in this house

- and it isn't me.

- Our children are behaving badly

because they themselves have

been treated badly.

It is rudimentary cause and effect,

symptomatic of a larger problem.

I can't believe you're

a psychologist. I can't believe it.

You don't even know

your own kids are psychotic.

- Our children are not psychotic.

- They crucified the f***ing cat!

Okay? They put goldfish

in a sandwich.

They put the frog in vise grips.

I saw them eating raw meat!

Obvious revolt

from two abused children.

Say it to the camera.

Say I abused our children.

- Say it to my face.

- It's not...

- Go ahead!

- I'm not gonna say it to the camera.

All right, say it to me.

Go ahead, say I abused our children.

It's not you.

It's the f***ing camera.

I'm taking the children

to my mother's.

No, you're not, Clare.

Their bodies were covered

in bite marks.

- I didn't do it!

- Well, then who did,

the man in the closet?

Um, February 14th, 1:45 PM.

While the student body

of St. Walter's was attending

a St. Valentine's Day

assembly in the cafeteria,

Jack and Emily cornered a boy,

Christian McNamara, age nine,

one grade below them,

into the boys' bathroom.

Once inside,

they locked the door

and began

to bite him repeatedly.

And they just wouldn't stop.

The boy is fine,

uh, medically,

but Jack and Emily

have been expelled.

It's clear to me now

that no one

was biting Jack and Emily.

Jack and Emily were

biting each other.

This has to stop.

Emily?

Emmy?

Emily?

Hey, honey.

The shade is down.

You ready to talk to me

about what happened?

'Cause I'm ready to listen.

Why did

you hurt Christian McNamara?

Because you did

hurt him, you know.

They said that

after you bit him, he was bleeding.

You broke the skin

but you kept...

Why did you keep biting him?

This picture, this drawing that

you and Jack did,

it seems like

you had it all planned out.

You were gonna bring him into the

bathroom and lock the door, right?

Well, honey, in court,

that's called premeditated.

Why did you hurt him?

Baby, do you know how...

do you know

how in church

I talk about how for every

good thing that God does,

Satan does a bad thing?

Well, just like

there are angels on the earth,

there's also demons

and they can go everywhere.

Do you think there are

bad things in this house?

Who's the man in the closet?

Emily?

I need to talk to your father,

so would you go downstairs, please,

and please stay out of Jack's room?

Right now.

Thank you.

I'm taking the camera.

Oh, so you get to film

the children but I don't,

is that it?

It's a family camera, you know.

It's not yours.

I use it for my work.

Jack is my work.

Jack is your son.

All right, Jack,

now we're gonna do what's called

a Rorschach test, okay?

All you have to do is

look at the pictures.

Tell me what you see.

It's okay, Jack,

Mommy's not gonna get mad, all right?

You just have to look

at the pictures.

Just tell me what you see.

Okay, I'll take the pictures

back now, Jack.

Give me the pictures.

I'm beginning a...

a course in, uh,

psychopharmacology.

10mg clonidine.

Exorcism doesn't exist

for Lutherans.

Nor does it exist, really,

in practice for Catholics

or for any Christians,

for that matter.

Yellow in the morning,

white in the afternoon,

pink in the evening.

It's a practice that's deemed...

archaic.

Never ever take more

than one pill at a time.

Never ever take more

than one pill at a time.

Do you understand?

Otherwise your body will go

into what we call "a conscious coma."

We've somehow today

deemed it more palatable

to reduce John Wayne Gacy's

33 murders

to the fact that

he was abused as a child.

10mg Haldol...

10mg vesprin.

I got news for you...

there is evil

in this house.

Leave this house in Christ.

Leave this house in Christ.

Leave this house

in Christ.

Leave this house in Christ.

This is my house!

These are my children!

Leave my f***ing children alone!

Get the f*** out of my house!

Leave this house

in Christ.

Leave this house

in Christ!

Stay down,

stay down!

"The children of the kingdom

will be cast into outer darkness,

and there shall be weeping,

there shall be gnashing of teeth."

Leave this house in Christ!

- David? David?

- Leave this house in...

Leave leave leave leave!

Leave leave!

Leave leave!

Leave leave!

It's okay, the evil is gone.

April 8th, 2007.

Easter Sunday.

Two months have passed.

I'm happy to report that

since my last report,

Jack and Emily's

antisocial behavior has surceased.

The Haldol and vesprin show

no negative side effects,

allowing them

to successfully reenter school.

Much to our surprise, they have

befriended Christian McNamara,

inviting him over

to hunt for Easter eggs,

proving once again

that there is no good child,

there is no bad child,

there is only diagnosis.

- And with the diagnosis, treatment.

- You're insane.

I have treated my children.

Hey, guys, what are you doing?

- Hey, Dad.

- Hi, Daddy!

- Hey, Mr. Poe.

- Hi, honey. Hey, Christian.

- Are my kids being good to you?

- Yeah.

- Outstanding.

- Hi, Dad.

Hey, what's going on? Hi, honey.

- How are you?

- Good.

What are you guys up to?

Are you having fun?

- Mm-hmm.

- Nice. How about this?

Is this embarrassing you?

- Yes.

- Huh?

- Okay, what are you building?

- A fort.

Yeah? You have

enough blankets to build a fort?

- Mm-hmm.

- All right, build it strong

because William Tecumseh

Sherman's coming.

Too young

for Fort Sumter jokes?

- No, I got it.

- It's not funny?

- Nah, kind of.

- Okay.

We're gonna get ready

for the Easter egg hunt.

- Okay.

- In a half an hour.

Can I see by show of hands

who wants to hunt Easter eggs?

Outstanding. Okay, we're gonna

do it in half an hour, okay?

- Mm-hmm.

- All right.

- We're not wearing watches.

- Bye, Daddy!

- Bye, Mr. Poe.

- Hey, I love you.

- I love you too, Daddy.

- I love you, honey.

- I love you too.

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