House at the End of the Street Page #5
first thing in the morning
and make a statement. OK?
I don't mean to jump all over you,
I just... keep making
the same mistakes.
Oh, um,
you haven't seen Elissa, have you?
I saw her earlier at the Battle
of the Bands. She's not there?
No. No, her mother thought she was
at home, but she's not there either.
She's not here.
I'll see you
first thing in the morning.
(DIALING, LINE RINGING)
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
(RINGING)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(RINGING CONTINUES)
(GRUNTING)
Ah!
(GROANS)
(SIZZLING)
-Ah!
(SHRIEKS)
(PANTING)
You could've stopped all of this
a long time ago,
but you didn't.
You knew.
(YOUNG RYAN) Mom! Mom!
It's done.
I don't think you have a choice
but to go along with this, Bill.
I protected you.
No!
- (GROANING)
You protected yourself, even though
you knew what they did to me!
(GASPING)
(GROANING, PANTING)
(SOBBING)
(PANTING)
(STRAINING)
Ah!
Oh!
RYAN:
Elissa!Open the door, Elissa!
You b*tch!
(SHRIEKS)
- (KNOB RATTLING)
ASPS:
(RYAN GRUNTING)
(SCREAMING)
Sh... Sh...
(DOORBELL RINGING)
Elissa!
(GASPING)
Ryan!
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Hi, Mrs. Cassidy.
I'm looking for Elissa.
Is she here?
No, ma'am.
Because she wasn't at home,
so I figured that maybe she'd be here.
She's not here, Mrs. Cassidy.
I wouldn't be angry if...
if she's here.
- Elissa!
- ELISSA:
Mom! Help!- SARAH:
Elissa!- ELISSA:
Mom!Elissa!
Elissa!
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTING)
(SARAH MOANING)
Ah! Oh...
(RYAN GRUNTING, PANTING)
RYAN:
I want you.I do, but I need Carrie Anne.
I'm sorry I can't keep you, Elissa.
(GRUNTING)
- (SCREAMS)
- (GRUNTS)
(ELISSA WHIMPERS)
ELISSA:
Please, please, come on.Come on, come on.
- (FLASHLIGHT CLICKING)
- (ELISSA WHIMPERING)
(ELISSA SCREAMS)
(PANTING)
- (SCREAMS)
- (GRUNTING)
(HONKING HORN)
Elissa!
Elissa!
Hey.
Hey.
I'm all packed.
What are you looking at?
What do you see?
I SEE... A TREE.
Why?
Nothing.
Are you ready to go?
Yeah.
WOMAN:
Let's get readyto blow out the candles, baby!
WOMAN:
Make a wish!Make a wish, Carrie Anne.
My name's not Carrie Anne! It's Ryan!
Yes, it is! Your name is Carrie Anne!
Your name is Carrie Anne.
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