House by the Cemetery Page #4

[Gasps]

[Screaming]

[Screaming]

[Screaming Continues]

[Screaming Continues]

Bob?

Ann?

Can you help me?

[Crying]

Bob?

[Crying Continues]

Ann!

[Crying Continues]

Bob?

[Crying]

Bob!

Mommy.

[Crying]

Bob.

Mommy.

What's the matter?

What are you

doing there, darling?

It was awful. It was awful.

Where's Ann? What happened?

I don't know, but-

Were you playing? You mean, she was

hiding and you got scared, or what?

Yogi and I were racing

and I heard this scream.

And I went down to the cellar.

And poor Ann-

And?

And they cut off Ann's head.

What?

They did, Mommy.

It fell down the stairs.

It was lying there. Darling.

And I saw it. I did.

Bob!

[Whimpering]

Bob, really.

It's true, Mommy. I saw her. Yes, yes.

Don't worry. It's all right.

[Sighs]

You really scared me,

you know that?

It's the truth, Mommy. Honest.

I saw it roll down the stairs.

Bob, there's nothing there,

believe me.

[Loud Clattering, Thumping]

[Sighs]

Hey! Hey!

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here? I happen to be

the caretaker, and we're closed now.

I'm looking for a tomb.

Whose tomb?

A Dr. Freudstein's.

Oh, you too?

What do you mean?

Well, you're not the first.

Look, friend,

I came over 200 miles to see

this tomb, and I wanna see it.

Well, you shouldn't have bothered.

There's no Dr. Freudstein here.

But...

according to the official records,

he was buried here.

The official records

don't mean a thing.

It's a lot of bunk that Freudstein's

buried here-just gossip.

Now, come on.

The cemetery's closed. Let's go.

You mind?

[ Wind howling ]

Thanks, Mommy.

Ann will come back. You'll see.

She's probably just gone

to visit her parents, that's all.

Huh.

Go to sleep now. Come on.

There we are.

It's late.

[Smacks Lips]

[ Door Closes]

[Distant Howling]

[Door Creaking]

[Howling Continues In Distance]

Ann! Mommy says

you're not dead.

Is that true?

Ann!

You there?

[ Door Creaking, Closes]

[Gasps]

[Lock Clicking]

[Rustling]

[Gasps]

[Snarling]

[ Heavy Breathing,

Snarling]

[Screams]

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

[Whimpering]

Mommy!

Mommy! Let me out!

[Whimpering, Crying]

Let me out, Mommy!

Bob?

Let me out!

I'm in the cellar!

Let me out, Mommy!

[Pounding]

Bob?

I'm in the cellar! Help!

Let me out!

Bob!

[Pounding]

What-

Mommy! Mommy!

Open the door for me!

It's scary in here!

Don't worry, honey.

Mommy!

Let me out of here! I'm scared!

Stay calm.

Mommy will get you out.

Mommy! Hurry! I'm scared!

Use the key like Daddy did!

I don't wanna stay in here!

Just a minute.

Let me out!

I'm coming.

Let me out, Mommy!

That's not it.

[Pounding]

Mommy!

Keep calm! Open the door! Hurry!

Okay, I'm there.

[Pounding]

[Sobbing]

Turn.

Mommy!

[Bob Shouting, Muffled]

Open the door!

Mommy, I'm scared!

[Shouting Continues, Indistinct]

Let me out of here! Let me out!

Mommy, please don't

leave me in here!

Come on!

Mommy!

Mommy, are you there?

I know. I know.

Wait a minute.

Mommy!

[Rattling]

[Grunting]

Why don't you unlock the door?

Unlock it!

[Clattering]

- There's someone in here, Mommy!

- [ Gasps]

Somebody is there!

Get the door open!

Mommy, hurry!

[ Footsteps Approaching]

He's coming to get me.

Mommy,

he's coming to get me!

Bob!

Oh, God!

[Pounding]

No!

No!

[Pounding Continues]

Bob.

[ Footsteps Stop]

Mommy!

[Screaming]

Lucy!

[ Crying 1

What's the matter?

Mommy!

[Bob Screaming]

Is Bob in there?

Yes. We gotta get him

out right now...

and leave this house fast.

What do you mean?

Later.

Why?

Where's the ax?

Where's the damn ax?

[Pounding]

[Gasps]

Bob.

Yes, Daddy?

Keep away from the door.

Yep, I will.

[Growling]

Don't worry, Bob.

I'll get you out.

Why? Who's in there?

Who's in this house?

Dr. Freudstein.

[Walls]

Petersen found out the truth.

That's why- why he killed himself.

What?

- [ Moaning]

- [ Muffled] Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!

Bob!

It was Freudstein

that killed Sheila.

[Children Crying]

[Crying Continues]

[Growls]

No!

[Crying Continues]

[Heavy Breathing ]

[Screaming]

[Screaming Continues]

[Growling]

[Children Crying]

[Crying Continues]

[Screams]

Bob. He needs human victims

to renew his cells.

That's how he stays alive.

Bob.

[Crying Continues]

[Growls]

[Screams]

[Norman]

Bob!

Bob!

[Crying Continues]

[Groaning]

[Children Crying]

[Groaning Continues]

[Groaning Continues]

[Screaming]

No! No!

[Screaming]

Norman!

[Sobbing]

[Sobbing Continues]

Bob! Bob, the steps. Quick.

Hurry!

[Grunting]

[ Footsteps Approaching]

[Lucy Screaming]

[Grunting]

[Grunting Continues]

[Lucy Grunts, Screams]

No. No!

[Both Whimpering]

Mommy!

[Screaming]

No! No!

Mommy!

[Whimpering]

[Whimpering Continues]

[Grunting]

[Screaming]

Mae.

Bob.

[Woman]

Mae, time to go home,

and remember

your manners.

Now that Bob is staying,

show him you can act like a Freudstein.

You know some other guest

is surely destined to drop in.

[Children Crying]

[Crying Continues]

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